Flash Marriage Wife Sweetness Full Score

Even the eyes of the audience in the audience became expectant.

No one is not interested in the outcome of a game.

"I don't know who will be able to advance successfully?"

Xu Mengjiao's eyes were full of anxiety and tension.

She tried her best to maintain her figure.

This competition is very important to her.

Exhaling heavily, she focused her gaze on the fixed number.

The ratio of the numbers is exactly 70% of the live audience.

She widened her eyes, and her pupils flashed with surprise and ecstasy of not being able to react in the future.

70%... This is something that many people can't meet.

"It's 70%, which is simply beyond our expectations, because there are very few people who have scored 60% since the beginning of the game."

The host exclaimed loudly.

Xu Mengjiao's heart froze, and the big stone in her heart suddenly fell.

Great…

She actually got 70%.

She really made it through...

The audience in the audience was also a little surprised. They looked at each other, as if they didn't expect that most of the people around them voted for their favorite designers.

There were tears in her eyes.

Pei Chengyi sat in a high position, only staring at her coldly.

Some are happy, some are worried.

The contestants who were unsuccessful in the election naturally looked disappointed, even remorseful.

The host continued to speak.

"This stage is a stage for everyone to show their abilities. No matter whether you advance or not, we will do our best to show our personal brilliance on this stage."

He spoke sincerely and his eyes were sincere.

Many people had tears in their eyes.

Only those who really go into design will understand how difficult it is in this circle.

A big stage is a golden opportunity for them.

Pei Chengyi nodded slightly, in agreement.

"This time we bid farewell to the rest of the players, and congratulate the last 12 players who successfully entered the next round."

The players raised their hands and clapped.

Amid the applause, the host bowed slightly, with a smile on his face, and bowed reverently.

"Then. Welcome to watch the third round of the competition tomorrow, and witness together who will win the championship in the end."

The audience in the audience clapped their hands enthusiastically.

Xu Mengjiao stared at Pei Chengyi awkwardly.

Fortunately, she didn't offend Pei Chengyi before. If Pei Chengyi was willing, she would not even be able to make it to the first round.

Going against Pei Chengyi is simply asking for death.

Thinking back on what happened to Pei Qin'er before, she couldn't help feeling terrified.

Pei Qin'er can be considered a talented person, but she never expected to end up in such a fate.

"Hey."

Sighing slightly, Xu Mengjiao returned to the backcourt and packed her things.

On the way, she caught a glimpse of Deng Shiyun by chance.

The two just looked at each other.

Pei Chengyi walked off the stage.

The long legs stepped across the curtain and walked straight into the backstage.

Deng Shiyun also stood up and stared at her with a smile on her face.

"You don't know how ugly Pei Qin'er's face was after she left the stage. When I called him, she still didn't want to talk to me."

As she spoke, she danced and waved towards Pei Chengyi.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Pei Chengyi's mouth.

"Who do you think is willing to fight against you? Isn't that courting death? Pei Qin'er, she still can't see the truth clearly."

Deng Shiyun spread her hands, a little regretful, but also felt that it should be taken for granted.

Pei Chengyi looked away and stopped talking.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and opened Wes's contact information.

Soon, a passionate male voice came from the opposite side.

"Boss, is your game over?"

Pei Chengyi nodded slightly.

"Ah."

Weiss obviously expected it, and quickly clamped the phone to his ear and neck, and walked over with the key in his hand.

"Okay, boss, you wait for me for a while, I will come to pick you up right away."

A different emotion flashed across Pei Chengyi's eyes.

"No, the hotel is close."

Weiss thought about it, and suddenly remembered that Pei Chengyi had already lived in another hotel that was very close to the game site.

"Hey, yes, I was busy and forgot, sorry, boss, then I won't come here."

Pei Chengyi responded softly.

"Ah."

Deng Shiyun stood aside, with his hands behind his back, looking at everything around him.

"The scene of the design competition is really beautiful, every time it is like a specially created art place."

She muttered quietly.

"By the way, there is one thing."

Pei Chengyi spoke lightly, recalling how Pei Qin'er fled in despair.

"What's the matter, boss, just tell me."

Wes patted his chest.

"I won't participate in the third game, you can talk to the organizer when the time comes."

Her words were plain, and her eyes glanced at the sculptures beside her, with only calm emotions in her eyes.

Weiss froze.

"Why, boss?"

There was puzzlement in his tone.

Pei Chengyi only recalled a sentence he said to Weiss in the past.

At that time, she told Weiss that she came to the competition just to punch her in the face.

Now that the goal has been achieved, she naturally doesn't need to stay here anymore.

"I don't want to go."

A trace of surprise flashed in Weiss' eyes.

Pei Chengyi was not very happy to come here before.

Although it is reasonable now, he still wants to save it.

"Boss, you are finally in country N, why don't you take part in the whole process of this competition?"

Intentionally or unintentionally, there was a little persuasion in his tone.

The assistants around saw his anxious appearance, and quickly handed over the folder in his hand.

Soon, Weiss moved to another assistant's desk.

He tapped the table lightly with his hand.

The man regained his senses slightly.

Seeing that Weiss was busy talking, he didn't bother him.

"Boss, and we have already promised the organizer to be a judge, so it's a bit bad to leave now, isn't it?"

There was a little tension in his tone.

Pei Chengyi frowned slightly, and a hint of impatience flashed in her eyes.

"If you don't go, you don't go."

Wes had no choice but to let go.

This time the organizer was begging Pei Chengyi to come, and when Pei Chengyi really left, the organizer would not say anything bad.

He just felt that if it could continue, it would definitely bring greater benefits.

But the mood of the boss is more important.

"Okay, boss, then I won't force you, do you have any orders?"

Weiss switched the phone from the right to the left, and the folders in his hand had already piled up a lot.

These are important documents and cannot pass through other hands.

He had to work hard to collect these documents himself.

After hanging up the phone soon, he contacted the organizer.

"I'm really sorry, Brother Wang, but our boss does have some personal affairs, so we can no longer participate in the recording of the game."

There was a smile of understanding from the person opposite.

"It's okay. If Miss Pei has something to do, go and do it. It's a great honor to invite Miss Pei to do one or two games before the battle."