Qiao Mo looked indifferent and quickly withdrew her gaze.
Soon, all the contestants took the stage, and the host began summarizing the judges’ scores.
Looking at the submitted list, Shen Tingting felt a sense of unwillingness.
There were quite a few judges who had good relations with the Shen family; if it weren’t for the sudden loss of a model, she would have definitely won first place!
But now, even with their help, she feared it would be difficult to achieve a good ranking.
Thinking of this, Shen Tingting felt a deep hatred in her heart.
She glanced again at Qiao Mo and Xiao Mo beside her.
Because there were so many people on the T-stage at the mont, with all the models and contestants totaling over forty, Shen Tingting subtly moved a few steps closer to Qiao Mo and whispered, "Qiao Mo, don’t think that by stealing my model, you can win the championship!"
Qiao Mo frowned, feeling that she truly was like a lingering shadow.
In the past, the Shen family sched against the Qiao family in every way possible, yet she never went out of her way to cause trouble or seek revenge.
But she just couldn’t understand why Shen Tingting stuck to her like a piece of nagging plaster!
Seeing Qiao Mo stay silent, still with that calm and composed deanor, Shen Tingting’s face twisted sowhat.
She truly couldn’t stand her being like this!
As if everything was in her grasp.
"I’m not afraid to tell you either, among the ten judges this ti, three are good friends with the Shen family, they will definitely give you extrely low scores, and as for the other two, my dad has already talked to them, even if they don’t dare give you too low a score, they certainly won’t give you high ones."
Hearing this, Qiao Mo frowned; if it were true as Shen Tingting said, getting a good ranking would be truly difficult.
However, she believed that there would be many designers in the audience who would like her design, and such simple insider dealings couldn’t cover up her hard work and effort.
The question was, could she still advance under such circumstances and enter Milan Fashion Week?
"Hmph, so I advise you to give up on this idea early! You can’t win the championship!" Shen Tingting sneered.
Xiao Mo frowned, glanced at Shen Tingting, his gaze very cold: "Can you shut up."
"Hmph, and you too! Don’t think just because you have so fa, you can act all arrogant! Tomorrow I will definitely spread this incident, and let your fans see how the idol who they claim to be most faithful to his promises broke his word just seconds before the start and hard !"
Xiao Mo looked indifferent: "Suit yourself."
Qiao Mo looked at Xiao Mo with so concern. After all, he changed his mind at the last mont to walk the show for her, and if his reputation really got ruined because of this, she would feel guilty.
"It’s nothing." As if sensing her gaze, Xiao Mo looked at her and spoke calmly.
He seed truly unconcerned about whether Shen Tingting would tarnish his reputation.
Shen Tingting snorted coldly, not speaking again.
At this mont, the judges below had already started to give out their scores, submitting them to be calculated, and removing the lowest and highest scores to determine the average, from which the final ranking and advancent list would be derived.
The music in the venue continued, and the editors and representatives of various fashion brands in the audience were busily taking notes, while so company representatives had started taking photos, sending them back to the headquarters in real-ti, awaiting further instructions.
After more than ten minutes, the host began to announce the advancent list.
Since there were twenty designers competing this ti, only ten would advance.
Therefore, the host started announcing the advancent list from the tenth place, aning those whose nas weren’t called would be eliminated.
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