As Ye Qinyu looked at the few people who walked out of the open door, the others also heard the movement and turned around and looked back.

At this glance, everyone exclaimed in unison:

"Elder Feng, it's Elder Feng!"

At this time, Yang Xiaonan, who was standing next to Ye Qinyu, looked at the few characters who caused a commotion as soon as they appeared, tilted his yellow-haired head, and asked in a bit of confusion:

"Who is Old Feng?"

As soon as she said this, a Gu designer standing next to her couldn't help but raise his hand and knock on the head of the yellow hair:

"Can't you even recognize Mr. Feng Deyao?"

When Yang Xiaonan heard this, he instantly became a spirit, and immediately stretched his neck, leaned towards the old man, and exclaimed:

"Is it the old Feng who is called the Taishan Beidou level in the design world, the first time I have seen a real person!"

Another Gu's designer sighed:

"Yes, it's the first time I've met Feng Lao himself, he is the vice president of the Design Association, where is it so easy to see, the Design Association, that's a dream place that every designer wants to join."

Listening to Yang Xiaonan's voice, the corners of Ye Qinyu's mouth curved slightly, and she looked at the old man's tense face, but her eyes flashed slightly.

At this time, Song Zhenyi, who was standing in front of her, turned around, glanced at Yang Xiaonan, and looked at her with a smile:

"Qin Yu, with such a status as Feng Lao, I'm afraid that only the first place is qualified to meet."

After speaking, Song Zhenyi bent the corners of her mouth, smiled at her, and then turned around lightly and greeted Feng Lao in the direction.

Behind Song Zhenyi, Chen Yipeng's dark eyes turned slightly, glanced at the Gu family, the corners of his pale mouth twitched mockingly, and he also turned around, slowly following Song Zhenyi's footsteps, and also walked in the direction of Feng Lao and the others.

Looking at the figures of the Ling family, Yang Xiaonan clenched his fists, waved at them in mid-air, and hummed:

"But if you get the first, what's the big deal, Feng Lao won't be so superficial!"

Seeing Yang Xiaonan's cheeks bulging out like a balloon, Ye Qinyu smiled slightly.

Yang Xiaonan turned her head, saw the expression on her face, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said:

"Designer Ye, the Ling clan is too arrogant, aren't you angry?"

Hearing Yang Xiaonan's words, she smiled leisurely:

"What's there to be angry about, we just have to do what we should do, don't think about the rest, don't you want to see Old Feng, go quickly, I won't go."

She looked at the crowd that rushed up, all of them crowded in front of Feng Lao, and had already begun to push over, and the crowd that pushed over frowned slightly.

Yang Xiaonan stared at the impenetrable wall of people that surrounded Feng Lao.

"Don't, let's go over and take a look, that's Old Feng himself, didn't I hear his praise, it's a good thing to get his old man's guidance, hey, they're here!"

With Yang Xiaonan's exclamation, she raised her eyes slightly, and sure enough, she saw those people coming this way, and Song Zhenyi and others greeted her.

Song Zhenyi said with a smile on her face, and as she stepped forward:

"Mr. Feng, I have heard of your name for a long time, and we all admire your design......

Song Zhenyi said that he was about to step forward, but was stopped by the staff who stretched out his hand.

At this time, Zheng Hongkai, who had been following Feng Lao's side, glanced at Feng Lao, then took a step forward slightly, straightened his expression, and said solemnly:

"Everyone, I'm Zheng Hongkai, the head of the design competition, I have to pause it for a while."

As soon as he spoke, the hall fell silent, and everyone looked over.

Zheng Hongkai made a straight face:

"At this design competition, something went wrong."

As he spoke, before everyone could react, he looked at Old Feng.

Feng Lao took a step forward, stiffened his face, glanced at the people in the venue, and said solemnly:

"All of you here are people in the design industry, and Zheng Hongkai should be responsible for the design competition, but due to the problems that have occurred, it has risen to the principle of the design association, so after consideration, the design association decided to intervene."

As soon as Old Feng said this, everyone's eyes widened and there was an uproar.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Feng Lao is the vice president of the Design Association, and even he has come forward, what happened?"

"When it comes to design associations, it's definitely a big deal."

Feng Lao raised his hand slightly, and the people who were discussing it instantly fell silent again.

Feng Lao pursed his lips, and in the sight of everyone, he slowly spoke:

"After investigation, in this design competition, some participants are suspected of plagiarism, cheating, bribery of judges, etc., and after discussion between the design association and the design competition, it was decided to disqualify the relevant participants."

Hearing Feng Lao's words, everyone was stunned and didn't react yet.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Hongkai, who was standing beside Old Feng and had been keeping a straight face, said in a deep voice:

"In this design competition, the voting of the original individual competition was invalidated, and the original first designer Song Zhenyi was suspected of plagiarism and using the water army to swipe the votes, and the results of the individual competition were cancelled."

As he spoke, he pursed his lips and continued to speak:

"In the enterprise competition, designer Song Zhenyi and the Ling's Haoting company he represented were also disqualified for bribing the judges and using others to design for the competition."

If Feng Lao's words just now made everyone stunned, now Zheng Hongkai's words are tantamount to a bomb dropped in the venue.

Everyone gasped in unison, and their eyes invariably looked at a white figure in front of the design table.

Song Zhenyi received the award on stage when she was in the individual competition just now, and at this time, no one didn't know her.

Facing everyone's sight, Song Zhenyi's body began to tremble uncontrollably like a dead leaf in the cold wind, and her lovely little face turned white as soon as she brushed the ground, her cherry lips trembled, and she muttered:

"No, I don't, I don't know anything."

She repeatedly said "I don't know", while shaking her head incessantly, looking at Feng Lao and the others, however, when she met Feng Lao's sharp gaze, she trembled again, and shifted her gaze, just red eyes, shook her head, and said continuously:

"No, how can you talk nonsense, I don't even know what's going on."

Looking at Song Zhenyi, who shook his head and denied it, Boss Feng turned his face and did not speak, Zheng Hongkai beside him turned to the side and made a gesture at the assistant.

The assistant who was carrying the notebook immediately turned around, came to the big screen, plugged the connection cable into the notebook, and saw a flash on the big screen and a few pictures popped up.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this sudden situation before, and then they looked at the photo released on the big screen, and this time, there was an uproar again.

"Then, isn't that judge Wu De, they actually met in private, what are they doing, making a deal?"

I saw on the screen, on a photo, it was Song Zhenyi and Wu De judges, Wu De's eyes narrowed with a smile, and he was taking an envelope from Song Zhenyi's hand.

Looking at this photo, standing under the stage, Wu De, who originally wanted to come to Feng Lao's side, suddenly turned earthy gray, his lips trembled, his feet softened, and the whole person almost fell backwards.

After that, a series of design draft comparison drawings were released, one side is Song Zhenyi's design draft for this competition, and the other side is a design draft that is very similar in color and shape.

Everyone looked:

"This ...... This comparison, at a glance, you can know which is the original, and Designer Song's is like a child copied out. ”

Since then, a lot of "evidence" has been released.

At first, everyone was still talking, but after reading it, everyone looked at the white figure in silence.

Looking at the big screen, Song Zhenyi had a pair of watery eyes, looking at the big screen, her eyes turned even redder, she opened her cherry lips, didn't say anything, turned her head suddenly, and looked at a figure in the audience.

Everyone followed her line of sight and saw Ling Zhixun sitting on the seat of the Ling Group with a blushing face.

Seeing Ling Zhixun, a flash of clarity flashed in everyone's eyes.

As soon as Ling Zhixun raised his eyes and saw everyone's sights, his expression suddenly turned grim, straightened his expression, and waved his hand and said:

"Everyone, I don't know about today's incident, I can guarantee that this has nothing to do with the Ling clan at all."

As he spoke, he looked at Song Zhenyi with a sigh and said in a deep voice:

"Zhenyi, how can you do such a thing, my Ling Family Haoting already has this strength, these people in the industry know it, why do you want to do this in order to get the first...... These...... Alas! ”

As he spoke, he sighed heavily, and looked away from Song Zhenyi's disbelieving eyes.

looked at Song Zhenyi, who seemed to be stunned, and then glanced at Ling Zhixun, who turned his face away and had nothing to do with himself, everyone pursed their lips, and a look of "all understand" flashed in their eyes.

turned to look at Ling Zhixun with disdain.

"At this time, it's so fast to lose responsibility."

In the crowd, I don't know who muttered such a sentence, and the voice was not small.

Ling Zhixun's face instantly turned pale, but he still kept a solemn face, looked at Feng Lao and the others, and said:

"Elder Feng, the responsible persons, this matter has nothing to do with the Ling Family's Haoting, what is Haoting's reputation in the industry, everyone knows it, why do you want to do such a thing?"

Song Zhenyi stood in front of her in a daze, staring straight at Ling Zhixun with a pair of misty eyes, after Ling Zhixun said this, her face had become pale, and her body couldn't help shaking.

Glancing at Ling Zhixun, Feng Lao snorted softly, looked at everyone, and said coldly:

"This matter, the design association will not tolerate, later, we will show Song Zhenyi's plagiarism, cheating, bribery of judges and other deeds and related evidence, on the official website, I hope you can take warning."

Hearing his words, the crowd gasped in unison:

"Put it on the official website of the Design Association, oh my God, this is a death sentence!"

Hearing Feng Lao's words, Song Zhenyi raised his eyes in a daze, and his face suddenly lost its blood.