Moreover, considering the current state of the Qiao family.
These people have no reason to go against Shen Tingting for Qiao Mo!
Thinking of this, Shen Tingting looked at a few familiar judges sitting below the stage.
One seed not to even look up in her direction, making her frown.
Looking at another judge, they t eyes for a mont, then calmly avoided her gaze without any reaction.
Tingting’s frown deepened, these people taking money without doing their job!
What does this an, can’t they give her so hint!
Imdiately, her gaze fell on soone closer to her, this ti, finally, there was a response.
The judge, a seasoned designer in his forties, t her gaze and casually adjusted his glasses, seizing the chance to nod slightly and gave her a aningful look.
Instantly, Shen Tingting completely relaxed, a wide smile appearing in her eyes.
It seems he was hinting that she advanced!
No wonder the other two judges were so calm.
But now only the champion and runner-up have yet to be announced, could it be she’s the runner-up? Or... the champion?
Thinking of this, Shen Tingting beca exhilarated.
Regardless of which it was, the outco was truly unexpected...
She thought even if those judges wanted to help her, they wouldn’t dare be too blatant.
But to her surprise, they were so bold, directly pushing her to the champion or runner-up positions.
Just not sure if that bitch Qiao Mo advanced!
It would be best if she’s kicked right out of the advancent list!
A few seconds later, the host announced the runner-up, one of their male classmates.
Shen Tingting completely relaxed, feeling utterly satisfied.
She really hadn’t expected this result, which was truly gratifying, and she spoke to Qiao Mo again: "Qiao Mo, now the only one left to announce is the champion, wonder how confident you are."
Qiao Mo frowned slightly, instinct told her she wasn’t soone who wouldn’t even get a spot to advance.
Or has the corruption beco this severe?
Speaking of the champion...
Seeing the pride in Shen Tingting’s eyes, she lost her confidence too...
Shen Tingting’s eyes flashed cruelly: "Qiao Mo...even if you took away Xiao Mo, so what? The champion is still , only !"
"And you’re nothing but a defeated opponent!"
"One day, I’ll make it so you won’t even be worthy of carrying my shoes!"
Recalling the judges nodding at her from below, Shen Tingting beca wildly arrogant, cheeks flushing with excitent.
Qiao Mo frowned slightly, staying silent.
Is Tingting really the champion?
Or has both the fashion and entertainnt circles really beco this dark...
The host then spoke: "Next, we will announce the winner of our championship, surely everyone is curious to know which designer has managed to satisfy our diverse flavor fashion experts."
"Alright... now... I announce! The champion of this suit design competition is--!"
The host intentionally drew out the last note, heightening the suspense.
Everyone held their breath, and the host turned to face Qiao Mo and Shen Tingting.
One was number seventeen, the other number nineteen, so they were close to each other.
Shen Tingting was full of excitent, it’s really her!
She indeed won the championship!
She knew it, she definitely could win the championship!
Now she was determined to see the expression on Qiao Mo’s face; she really wanted to see what arrogance she had left to display!
"Now, we invite the champion Qiao Mo to co forward!"
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