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Timothy Greene was chatting with the people beside him and didn’t pay attention to the stage.

But as soon as Juliana Lewis appeared, he looked up subconsciously.

She is wearing a blue sweater skirt, which perfectly outlines her concave and convex body shape, and her hair tail is slightly curled and hangs on both sides, elegant, noble and beautiful.

The light hit her, like coming out of an oil painting.

Timothy Greene’s eyes fell on her involuntarily, moving with her and moving her eyes.

Wendy Johnson looked at Juliana Lewis standing on the stage and was amazed by her appearance.

I have to say that Juliana Lewis is really beautiful, and its noble and elegant temperant is born, which makes people shine at the mont.

Wendy Johnson has only seen this amazing temperant in Miranda Sanchez, and now it is Juliana Lewis.

Thinking like this, Wendy Johnson couldn’t help turning his head to see Timothy Greene around him.

See his eyes, unexpectedly follow the figure of landing wine, that eyes seem to be looking at her, and seem to be looking at Miranda Sanchez through her.

This feeling made Wendy Johnson very uncomfortable.

Wendy Johnson took a deep breath and pinched her own palm with her nails. She looked gentle and dignified as usual.

Wendy Johnson looked up at Juliana Lewis, who had just introduced himself on the stage, and smiled gently and politely: "Juliana Lewis, we are really destined to et again in the sa fra."

She smiled: "But this ti you are on the stage and I am on the judges’ stage."

There is so profound aning in this statent. As a judge, I judge you, and I am better than you.

Juliana Lewis also smiled: "It’s predestined friends. If it weren’t for the sa fra last ti, now I have to call you Mr. Randall. Now..."

She smiled and asked, "I don’t know if I call you a clock judge or Miss MW?"

So of the smiles on Wendy Johnson’s face can’t hold on: "The pen na MW has been nad for Manman. Just call Teacher Zhong."

Juliana Lewis gave a cry and asked: "In design, only famous designers or predecessors of designers can call a teacher. I don’t know if the judges of Zhong are jewelry designers or have designs that can be sold."

When the man sitting on Wendy Johnson’s left side heard this sentence, he sank and asked, "Juliana Lewis, are you here to compete or do things?"

Juliana Lewis looked at the male judge, a famous jewelry designer nad Hu Weiyuan.

Hu Weiyuan is forty years old. He is bald because he uses his brain all the year round. He is the chief designer of a national chain gold shop.

In the jewelry industry, it is also very famous.

Juliana Lewis chuckled: "Mr. Green, I’m just chatting with the judges Zhong. After all, not everyone can bear the word teacher."

Hu Weiyuan said: "Teacher Zhong is MW. She is the chief designer of the international brand SY. I have to respect Teacher Zhong. Why can’t you call it? I think you are here to do things!"

Wendy Johnson’s voice was gentle: "Mr. Green, don’t say that. I’m not MW, so Juliana Lewis is right. It’s just a na, it doesn’t an anything."

Hu Weiyuan was angry: "People like her are unruly. With a little inspiration, they can’t be arrogant. Teacher Zhong’s works..."

Wendy Johnson gently interrupted: "Mr. Green, MW’s identity has completely belonged to Miranda Sanchez, and the property rights of all works are hers, which has nothing to do with , so Juliana Lewis is not wrong."

After being stripped of the fake waistcoat by Juliana Lewis last ti.

Wendy Johnson was much more cautious, so she resolutely refused to admit that she was MW.

In this way, no one can catch her.

Especially this Juliana Lewis who is very hostile to her!

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