True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Hearing these words suddenly, Xiu Yu took a deep breath.

In the past, she would definitely think that Ying Zijin was joking.

But not this time.

A casual oil painting can attract an honorary professor from the Royal Academy of Arts in O Continent, and designing clothes is definitely no longer a problem.

Xiu Yu glanced around and lowered his voice: "Father Ying, when did you join Chuguang Media?"

"It's not a fool." Ying Zijin yawned, tired and lazy, "Fair and fair."

"Hey, I also want to join Chuguang Media." Xiu Yu was eager to try, "Dad Ying, you said that after I graduated, I would go to Chuguang Media to be a cleaning girl, and only clean the room for our cubs."

The sleepy Jiang Ran woke up a little when he heard this: "What? You want to do cleaning? Then you come to my house, and I will give you one hundred thousand a month."

Xiu Yu snapped and slapped an apple on Jiang Ran's head.

Ying Zijin tilted her head and glanced at them both thoughtfully.

There is no doubt that Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu are from the imperial capital.

But the reason and purpose are still unknown.

Ying Zijin lowered her eyes slightly.

Jiang Ran has practiced ancient martial arts, and he is inseparable from the ancient martial arts world. He is not an ordinary person.

With her current divine calculation ability, she really can't calculate any important information.

Moreover, in Jiang Ran's body, there is another internal energy that does not belong to him, apparently from a stronger ancient martial artist.

As for Xiu Yu, it reminded her of a big family in the imperial capital.

"Hey, I have a bad heart, and I'm particularly gloating about misfortune." Xiu Yu was very happy, "I really want to see what Zhong Zhiwan's expression looks like."

As if to satisfy her wish, the live broadcast screen changed at this time.

The photographer gave Zhong Zhiwan a capitalized shot.

On the screen, Zhong Zhiwan's face was as pale as paper, and his makeup was wet with sweat, like a chicken in soup.

Her teeth were chattering constantly, and her body was shaking like a sieve.

Zhong Zhiwan saw the camera aimed at her, she wanted to escape, but all eyes were on her.

Their eyes were disgusted, as if they were looking at some rubbish.

The thorns were on the back, and it was hot and hot.

At the judges' table, Martha stood up again.

She held the microphone with a slight smile on her face: "This set of "Four Spirits" series by Chuguang Media is the best design I have seen in the past few years as a judge."

"It's very unique and innovative. I almost thought that the designer from China had really seen these four mythical beasts."

At the same time as the voice sounded, the information of the designers of Chuguang Media was given on the big screens on both sides.

No photos and no gender.

Just one word.

Charm.

"It's a pity that she couldn't be there because of something," Martha added, "but that doesn't prevent her from owning the first place this time."

Nobody wants to argue.

Not to mention four dresses, even if you just take out one, it can be overwhelming.

"Then, Zhong Zhiwan—" Martha turned her eyes, and her smile disappeared instantly, "I asked you before, are you sure that you designed that dress, and you answered 'yes', and you are very firm."

"I, no..." Zhong Zhiwan was so flustered that she took a few breaths before she managed to calm down, "It was designed by me, I didn't expect to hit the elements, it still looks like this."

She has no choice but to fight to the death.

Unexpectedly, Martha looked even colder: "At this time, you still don't admit it, backstage."

After this command, the four dresses of Chuguang Media appeared on the big screen.

The backstage staff specially enlarged the pattern of each dress.

"Everyone, please take a look." Martha raised her hand, "I consulted Chuguang Media and learned that there is no mystery in these four dresses."

"This group of patterns is not only for aesthetics, but also contains the designer's name, which is the Chinese seal script."

On the big screen, the pattern is emphatically outlined.

At this time, Martha said again: "Everyone, please look at this dress by Huaxiu again."

The big screen is divided into two, and the Huaxiu dress appears on the right, and the pattern part is also enlarged.

For Chinese people, seal script is not as recognizable as regular script, and it is somewhat abstract.

But this did not prevent them from seeing that the patterns on both sides were the same.

Clearly, this is hard evidence of plagiarism.

[Wow, I’ve never seen such a brazen person, even if it’s plagiarism, and still bite the bullet and refuse to admit it, where’s the face? 】

[You still have a long way to go at such a young age, so why plagiarize? Picture what? 】

[In the beginning, I had a good look at this girl, she looked good and had a good temperament, but I didn't expect that she was a plagiarism dog and vomited. 】

Zhong Zhiwan looked at the pattern in disbelief, and his face became pale again.

She never expected that this pattern would be the name of the designer of Chuguang Media!

She thought it was just for aesthetics.

Like countless bees entered, Zhong Zhiwan's head buzzed.

The light fell on her face, as if mocking her ignorance and ugliness.

"In the design world, there is no need for designers who make a living by plagiarism." Martha nodded to the camera, "I also take this opportunity to announce that Huaxiu is prohibited from participating in any design competitions and drafts, Zhong Zhiwan—"

"I saw you at a young age and thought you would be ignorant, so I asked you again and again. If you have the courage to admit your mistakes, I will give you a chance, but you don't."

Zhong Zhiwan's lips trembled fiercely, and his face was bloodless.

"So I'm sorry. In the design world, you have been banned. I also hope that everyone here will be vigilant. At any time, plagiarism is absolutely not allowed!"

Aside, in the audience.

Ke Huizhu was also shocked.

She never thought that Zhong Zhiwan's plagiarism incident could spread to the entire Huaxiu.

But designers plagiarize and hide it forcibly, how do they know?

"Sister, who are you looking for?!" Ke Huizhu held back her anger and called Mrs. Mu, who was far away in the imperial capital, gnashing her teeth, "You know what? She copied it! It was Chuguang Media, Hua Embroidery is over!"

"Sister, I trusted you to ask you to help find a designer, but what did you find for me?! You married into the Mu family, so you don't care about our lives?"

"What?" Mrs. Mu's expression changed, "Plagiarism?"

"It's plagiarism!" Ke Huizhu sneered, "Watch the live broadcast!"

After speaking, she hung up the phone.

**

At the same time, Luo Ziyue panicked.

Originally, she was a model invited by Huaxiu, so she could have a clear relationship with Huaxiu.

But her previous remarks on Weibo directly blocked her way.

It was not Xie Manyu who plagiarized, but her.

"Luo Ziyue!" The agent was furious like never before, "What am I talking about? Let you wait a moment, Xie Manyu is not something you can step on, look!"

Luo Ziyuemu stared blankly at the phone he threw over, her limbs going cold.

It is 9:30 in the evening in China, and it is afternoon in Continent O.

But at night, it is the time when netizens are most active.

Clothing design is a blind spot for many people, and most people have no interest in it.

But with the addition of Shang Yaozhi, a top streamer, there are many people watching the live broadcast.

It's just that netizens didn't expect to see a shocking news.

#Chuguang Media, Huaxiu#

#Zhong Zhiwan, plagiarism#

#Luoziyue, after landing on the moon, touching porcelain and thanking the shadow#

The three hot searches are firmly in the top three positions of the hot search list, and they do not move.

After people who didn't watch the live broadcast clicked on the hot search, they understood what was going on.

[Laughing to death, Luo Ziyue is the personification of a glamorous superstar. In fact, she is a poor little white flower who finally overturned, which is gratifying. 】

[Strongly demand that Luo Ziyue be banned, so that the dancing and singing of pulling cross can also debut in "Youth 101", and after touching porcelain and Xie Ying, is it worthy to stay in the entertainment circle? 】

【Has anyone heard of the Ke family? Imperial family? Wealthy? 】

[I haven't heard of it, I'm not famous, I've heard of the fifth family of the Nie family and the Mu family's repair family, the small family, that would do such a shameful thing. 】

【Who is this Zhong Zhiwan? It's even scarier than plagiarism to be unrepentant. 】

[Shame was thrown all over the world, ruined and ruined. 】

Here, netizens began to use their detective spirit to find Zhong Zhiwan.

On the other hand, the game is over.

Chuguang Media topped the list, but Huaxiu not only did not get any awards, but was also expelled.

Ke Huizhu's breathing became difficult, and her hair was dizzy with anger.

She turned back suddenly and looked at Zhong Zhiwan, who had lost her soul, with disgusted eyes and a cold expression.

Ke Huizhu stepped forward, ignoring how many people were around.

She raised her hand and slapped Zhong Zhiwan's face.

Seriously, without mercy.

"Just you, still want to step into the imperial capital?"

I'm a scumbag in the morning, I'm in a good mood~

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