Seeing Song Zhenyi standing on the rectangular platform, stretching out his little white hand, taking the glittering golden trophy, the whole person stood in the spotlight and was radiant.

Looking at this scene, Ye Qinyu's eyes were not shocked, and there was an indifferent smile on the corner of her lips.

I saw Song Zhenyi holding the trophy in her hand, turning over slightly, her cherry lips curled, and she smiled softly at the audience, raised her hand slightly, and waved the trophy in her hand lightly at the audience.

As soon as this action was made, there was a "click" sound around the rectangular platform under the stage, and countless lights flashed at Song Zhenyi.

And the other audience sitting in the audience were also in an uproar by Song Zhenyi's actions.

Among them, a somewhat shrill and piercing voice rang out:

"Look, it's worthy of Song Zhenyi's designer, who else can get this award besides her?"

This loud voice was so loud that they were afraid that others would not hear it, and everyone followed the voice, only to see a huge pink figure in a position in the front row, holding her face and shaking wildly, as if she had won a trophy.

Song Zhenyi, who was standing in the center of the stage, glanced in the direction where the pink girl was, then smiled and said to the audience:

"I was personally surprised to get this award today, everyone may have heard some rumors about Ling and me before, I can only say that for those, I don't care at all, the reason why I can get the first place in the individual competition today is all due to my personal efforts."

As soon as Song Zhenyi's words fell, everyone in the audience let out a burst of admiration:

"Designer Song Zhenyi has always been very famous, and he has produced a lot of good designs before, and he is so young, he won the award of this individual competition, and he really has a bright future in the future."

"Yes, it's rare to be so young, and not arrogant or impatient, it's really worth learning from others."

"It seems that the news uploaded on the Internet before that Song Designer plagiarized other people's design drafts is not very true, how can plagiarism get the first place in the individual competition, do you say?"

"Ling's Group is really lucky to have such a designer."

"Yes, this Song Zhenyi designer, the design works are so excellent, the moral character is noble, he is really a model in the design industry, and he deserves this award."

In the audience, audiences from all walks of life such as the media, art, academia, and business circles looked at Song Zhenyi, who was standing on the stage, wearing a white dress and smiling, and sighed in unison.

An exclamation surrounded the audience.

Listening to these voices praising Song Zhenyi, the people of the Gu Group who were sitting on the left side of the rectangular platform turned their faces sideways, and they all looked at Ye Qinyu who was sitting on the very edge, with comfort in their eyes.

One of the designers wearing glasses looked at Ye Qinyu, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Designer Ye, we have all heard more or less about you and the Ling family before, and we still had doubts before, but today, if it weren't for you, our design department would have been brushed down a long time ago, and there would be no way to participate in the design competition, so we absolutely believe you."

Hearing this, Ye Qinyu, who was originally looking at the rectangular platform, turned her face slightly, but when she turned around, she saw a row of heads with Qi brushes, several pairs of eyes widened slightly, and in the dim light of the audience, she looked straight over.

Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, she was slightly stunned, then shook her head and laughed:

"Why are you looking at me like this, I'm fine."

It's a pity that after hearing her say this, the sympathy in the eyes of Gu's designers seemed to be deeper, and in the end, their sights turned into a puddle of water, so soft that it couldn't be done.

Looking at everyone's expressions, she sighed helplessly, and had to shrug her shoulders, ready to withdraw her gaze.

However, just as she withdrew her gaze, there was a gurgling sound next to her, and she was stunned for a moment, her gaze tilted slightly.

I saw Xie Anze sitting next to him, with a pair of dark eyes widened, staring closely at the direction of the rectangular platform, his cheeks twitched and the gurgling sound came from the place where his cheeks were tense, and his whole face was distorted, especially now except for the platform, the light in other places is not very bright, his tangled face has to fight with ghosts.

Not only that, she caught a glimpse of Xie Anze's hands raised, stretched out in the direction of the platform, grasping something in the void in mid-air, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out.

In the lips he pulled down fiercely, there was a faint grinding sound of teeth:

"It's me, it's supposed to be me standing on the stage......"

Listening to Xie Anze's words grinding her teeth, the corners of her lips couldn't help twitching slightly, and her body moved slightly to the side, ready to stay away.

However, at this time, Xie Anze took a deep breath, glanced in her direction from the corner of his eye, and the distorted face turned suddenly, and the dark blue hair that flew up, with a strong wind, almost threw it on her face.

She frowned and raised her eyes, and saw Xie Anze's dark eyes squeezing into the corners of her eyes, squinting at her, pulling the corners of her mouth and snorting coldly:

"Aren't you in the same company as Song Zhenyi, look, everyone else has won the grand prize in the individual competition, what do you have, you can only sit in this dark corner and watch others shine."

"Others are praising Song Zhenyi, she is the focus of attention, so many media are there, as soon as the design competition is over, her fame may have to spread throughout China, does anyone praise you? Not really. ”

Xie Anze put his hands on his chest, squinted at her, pulled his thin lips, and spit out cold words:

"How is it, Designer Ye, do you feel very unwilling?"

Listening to Xie Anze's words, Ye Qinyu raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked over with a smile:

"Designer Xie, I think, the really unwilling person, I'm afraid it's you, right, you look at your face, it's all distorted into a rag, is this the image you want to create, then you are really successful enough, maybe it will be better for the media to see it?"

After speaking, she glanced at Xie Anze, who was slightly stunned because of her words, smiled slightly, lowered her head and took out a small round mirror from her small satchel, lifted it, and looked in front of him.

Xie Anze was stunned for a moment, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the small round mirror in her hand, and the next second, his eyes widened suddenly, and with a wave of his big hand, he snatched the small round mirror from her hand, and then the whole person shrank down, holding the small round mirror with his left hand, and his right hand began to look at his short dark blue hair, frantically stroking.

Looking at Xie Anze, who was clinging to the small round mirror she bought casually from the roadside stall, she shrugged her shoulders slightly:

"You deserve a small round mirror."

After saying that, she raised her eyes, but met Keisha's toad mirror.

Keisha was clasping her hands, sitting up straight, and the toad mirror she had been carrying, even if the light was dim at this time, she didn't take it off, and her eyes looked through the toad mirror over the back of Xie Anze, who had shrunk down, and looked straight over.

The moment their eyes met, the corners of Keisha's lips curved slightly:

"You don't have to care, I've seen your previous design, Song Zhenyi is definitely not as good as you, if you participate in the individual competition, you will definitely be able to get the first, however, no one can prepare for the corporate competition at the same time, and also participate in the individual competition, the pressure is too great, and the energy of people is limited, even if it is a top designer, if both sides participate, the level will be greatly reduced."

Hearing Kaisha say this, Ye Qinyu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly:

"Thanks, Keisha, but I really don't care."

Hearing her words, Keisha raised her head slightly, and through the sharp gaze of the toad mirror, it swept between the eyebrows and eyes on her face, and then the brown eyebrows located above the toad mirror raised slightly:

"It's good that you didn't take it personally."

As she spoke, Keisha's face was slightly on one side, her eyes looked in the direction of the big screen, looked at the little white dress that had been magnified countless times on the big screen, frowned slightly, and whispered:

"However, Song Zhenyi's design draft is really familiar......

Hearing Kaisha's whisper, the corners of Ye Qinyu's lips curved, she took her eyes back, and looked at the stage again.

However, at this time, another disdainful snort sounded in her ears:

"What are you pretending, jealous of Song Zhenyi, just say it directly, and pretend to be indifferent."

Hearing this voice, she looked sideways slightly, only to see Xie Anze still shrinking to himself, his face leaning in front of the small round mirror, as if what he said just now was not what he said.

Ye Qinyu hooked the corners of her lips and shifted her gaze to the small round mirror, only to see Xie Anze's dark eyes in the small round mirror, squinting at her, and when his eyes met, his hand shook and almost shook the small round mirror.

Looking at Xie Anze, who was hurriedly holding the small round mirror, she smiled slightly and said indifferently:

"I'm sorry, my attention is just on the corporate competition right now, as for the rest, I don't have the time or interest to pay attention."

After speaking, she turned her face and looked at Song Zhenyi, who was standing in the spotlight on the stage and waving her hand at the audience, slightly outlining a deep arc.

And at the moment when she turned her gaze, Xie Anze, who was sitting on the side, slightly turned to the other side with the small round mirror in his hand, and a pair of dark eyes glanced at her in the mirror.

When he saw her indifferent expression looking at the rectangular platform, Xie Anze narrowed his dark eyes slightly, then the corners of his mouth went down, snorted, and then turned back, looked at the mirror in his hand again, and raised his hand to brush the broken hair scattered in front of his forehead.

And just as Ye Qinyu was looking at the stage, a familiar voice suddenly came from her ear:

"Qinyu, are you looking at Zhenyi, alas, if you are still in the Ling clan now, and now you are standing on the podium to receive the award, it may be you."

Hearing this voice coldly, Ye Qinyu's stomach twitched, and she felt a deep feeling of nausea, she frowned and looked to the side.

A pair of slender legs wearing straight trousers stood in front of her, looking up, a handsome face, slightly raised, the black eyes that seemed to be smeared with a layer of oil, but they were obliquely down, straight over.

Looking at the man in the suit who appeared in front of him, a cold glint flashed in Ye Qinyu's eyes, and his face instantly turned cold.