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"Do you have any questions?" Mustache asked.

Zuo Xiaoqing pointed at Luo Chenxi and said loudly, "Is the result of this interview wrong? I know this number 12. She graduated from a third-tier school and doesn't understand fashion design at all. How can someone like her Can you pass the interview?"

Seeing that she was referring to Luo Chenxi, Mustache couldn't help being stunned.

Unexpectedly, the object of Zuo Xiaoqing's complaint turned out to be No. 12, the most amazing work in the work!

Mustache glanced at her, "Miss Zuo, are you questioning the vision of our SL Group designers? In fact, Miss No. 12 Xingchen has the best portfolio among all the contestants this time!"

"What... what?!"

Hearing this, all the contestants present showed expressions of astonishment.

No one expected that Luo Chenxi, who had the worst education, would get such a high evaluation.

Zuo Xiaoqing blushed even more.

Thinking back to the fact that she had mocked Luo Chenxi just now, saying that she would definitely not pass the interview, what Mustache said now was like a slap in the face!

No. 12 works best...

What's the meaning?

Could Luo Chenxi's works be better than hers?

Her portfolio has been edited by well-known foreign designers!

The more Zuo Xiaoqing thought about it, the more unwilling she became, "Mr. Andy, there is something wrong with the work on the 12th. It is definitely not her original work!"

Hearing this, Mustache frowned.

"Miss Zuo, do you mean... the 12th used someone else's work to compete? Do you have any evidence?"

If No. 12's design drawing is really not drawn by herself, then things will be serious.

It was about the reputation of the Huafeng Competition, so Mustache became serious.

Zuo Xiaoqing was momentarily at a loss for words.

evidence? How can she have any evidence?

It's just that I don't like Luo Chenxi's ability to enter the semi-finals, impulsive...

She held back for a long time before choking out a sentence: "She... Her education is the evidence! How can someone from that kind of trash school make a decent design?"

"Zuo Xiaoqing, do you count this as evidence? What is the relationship between the design level and the school? If it follows what you said, the Huafeng Competition will not need to be held, just take out the qualifications of the contestants and arrange them in a row from high to low. Now, what are you doing in the game?"

Luo Chenxi also stood up, walked to Zuo Xiaoqing's side, and said unhurriedly.

Mustache also thought it was too ridiculous.

"This is entirely your speculation, and it cannot be regarded as evidence at all. Miss Zuo, please be careful of your words and deeds. It is a very bad behavior to slander your competitors at will. If you do this again, I will disqualify you from the competition."

He said it very strongly.

Zuo Xiaoqing's face turned blue and white, feeling extremely aggrieved.

She felt that what she said was right, Luo Chenxi was already a waste, how could she come up with a better work than her?

Are the designers of SL blind?

Mustache scolded her a few words and turned to leave.

Zuo Xiaoqing gritted her teeth and shouted again, "Wait a minute, Mr. Andy, I have evidence! I am a middle school classmate with No. 12, and I know that she was once admitted to the Royal Academy of Fine Arts of Country Y, but later, because of misconduct, Expelled from school!"

"What did you say? Is there such a thing?" Mustache's eyes widened in astonishment.

Zuo Xiaoqing saw something interesting, and hurriedly continued: "Mr. Andy, you should also know, right? The world's top art university, although the entry threshold is extremely high, but students will not be expelled easily, let alone for misconduct. Reason. No. 12 must have done something shameful!"