Jiang Nuan looked at the surveillance steadily, his eyes full of sarcasm.

She presses the pause button to freeze the frame on a clip.

Then he turned and looked at the judges' bench, "Mr. Claes, do you think this person is me?" ”

Jiang Qianxue's eyelids jumped heavily, and her heart was even more vigilant.

There was a dead silence.

Everyone stared at the big screen, because it was night, and the man was wearing a hood, but from the point of view of his figure, he was very similar to Jiang Nuan.

Claes had a look of iron-blue anger on his face, and gave a very positive answer, "No! ”

Jiang Qianxue's heart tightened and she clenched her teeth.

The taciturn male designer in country F said, "The person who said that this is Miss Jiang Er, it is recommended to see an ophthalmologist." ”

Monica from country M, the third runner-up winner of this competition, sneered, "The difference is so big, can you still recognize it as the same person, are the eyes of the people of country Z all used to eat?" ”

Crowd, "......"

was slapped in the face by the top judges, the runner-up and the third runner-up one after another, and everyone was silent in shame.

Jiang Nuan looked at Jiang Qianxue, whose face was stiff and pale, and her pleasant voice echoed clearly throughout the venue, "Jiang Qianxue, you don't know what the charm of design is, a person who really loves design must have a pair of eyes that are good at observing, and they are even an extreme obsessive-compulsive person in life."

Even the slightest incongruity can't escape their eyes, and you're really stupid to confuse the best designers and judges in the world! ”

Jiang Qianxue was a little flustered in her heart, but her expression remained unchanged, and she said calmly, "Jiang Nuan, don't talk about these ridiculous theories, it is a fact that there are your fingerprints in the study, if you want to prove that this person is not you, take out the evidence." ”

Jiang Nuan smiled, with a touch of shock, "You want evidence?" Okay, I'll give it to you. ”

Jiang Qianxue clenched her fists in a little panic, and there was a deep layer of doubt and vigilance in her eyes.

Jiang Nuan stretched out her soft white and delicate hand, and her smile was extremely sweet, "Le Jing, please help me get my little box." ”

The girl was like a small submachine gun, and she rushed off the stage with a hula, "Come right away!" ”

Under the puzzled eyes of everyone at the scene, Le Jing ran into the lounge of the emperor's employees, and soon ran up happily with a small suitcase.

Jiang Nuan wanted to pick it up, Le Jing avoided it, and the girl said loudly, her voice full of expectation, "Director Jiang, you are responsible for smashing it!" ”

Jiang Nuan smiled shyly, her eyes trembling a little, "I wanted to do this a long time ago, Jiang Qianxue, congratulations, you are the first person to win such an honor!" ”

Jiang Qianxue looked at her almost broken expression, suddenly realized something, stepped back, and her voice had a little more trepidation, "Jiang Nuan, what do you want to do in public?!" ”

Jiang Nuan's red lips under his black hair curved out of an arc of excitement, "Three years ago, in the international competition, you won the second place with "instant", don't you wonder who the first place is? ”

Jiang Qianxue's bad premonition in her heart became heavier and heavier, and she stared at Jiang Nuan vigilantly, "Who is the first place, it has nothing to do with today's competition!" ”

And others, when they suddenly heard Jiang Nuan mention the international competition three years ago, they couldn't react.

"Who was the number one international three years ago?"

"It's an anonymous contestant, a dark horse player, and no one knows her identity until now."