spoiled

After the game, Jiang Ting received many congratulations.

Some of them are sincere and some are false, but on the surface, everyone behaves in harmony.

In the fourth round of the designer competition, there were only five out of a hundred contestants, and it was the first time that there was a perfect score, and it was given by two judges at the same time.

Everyone can see that Jiang Ting has a bright future ahead.

Ren Han also entered the top five, but she was the opposite of Jiang Ting, she entered the final as the last one.

In the last match next week, if she can't perform beyond her normal limits, she will probably stop in the top three.

Seeing Jiang Ting, a junior over him, Ren Han faintly felt uncomfortable.

After coming out of the recording studio of the game, she went to the bathroom.

Just as he was about to get up after solving the problem, he suddenly heard a conversation coming from the two cubicles next door.

The more Ren Han listened, the more strange his face became.

The man who sent flowers to Jiang Ting for two consecutive weeks was President Su of Fengtai Group?He is Jiang Ting's suitor?

The judge, Ying Ruolan, is Mr. Su's cousin, looking after Jiang Ting for his sake?

Even... Fengtai Group fully sponsored this competition held by the Designers Association, all for the Pomeranians to smile and praise Jiang Ting out of the circle?

She stood up abruptly, feeling the sound of flushing from the squatting toilet.

There was a sudden silence next door, and the conversation stopped abruptly.

Ren Han came out of the bathroom with a very ugly expression on his face.

She recognized the two voices just now, they were the staff of the competition.

Their conversation is certainly not aimless!

It is not that there have been extremely outstanding works in the previous few competitions, but none of them have full marks, and the judges always have to deduct a symbolic point.

So that's the case, no wonder Jiang Ting was the exception!

When Ren Han returned to the dressing room, he saw a sea of ​​fiery red flowers.

Jiang Ting was squatting next to a huge bouquet of heart-shaped roses, with her arms outstretched as if embracing the roses, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and her smile was bright and charming.

This smile pierced deeply into Ren Han's heart.

Jiang Ting didn't pay attention to her, her attention was all on Chu Wei, and the other party kept asking her to change positions to take pictures for her.

The young designer next to him was full of envy: "Jiang Ting, your boyfriend is so caring! Didn't you expect you to be the first tonight, so I specially sent you 99 roses?"

Jiang Ting turned to her and smiled slightly: "He has always had confidence in me."

He does not mean that.

Ren Han mistakenly thought that Jiang Ting's tacit boyfriend was the President Su from the conversation just now, and he became more and more sure of his guess.

Time turned to the day before the final.

On Friday afternoon, Jiang Ting and the other four contestants arrived at the island of Qianhai Lake in special cars arranged by the competition.

In the evening, after Jiang Ting went to the hotel's cafeteria to have dinner, he took a walk nearby.

After returning to the room, she found that the suitcase and the computer had been touched, and she raised her eyebrows slightly.

But there was no extra movement, and he fell asleep early after taking a bath.

In the morning of the next day, Shao Jin drove Chu Wei and Pei Jiameng to the island, waiting for the game to start and cheering for her on the spot.

At noon, Jiang Ting invited the three of them to the restaurant for dinner, Chu Wei asked casually, "Isn't uncle coming today?"

Jiang Ting hid the disappointment in her eyes, and smiled lightly: "He said that the company has something to do, so he can't come."

Chu Wei snorted softly: "Saturday, rest day! Are you that busy? What job is more important than my wife's finals?"

If Jiang Ting hadn't married her little uncle, she would definitely persuade her to replace such an incompetent husband immediately!

"I'm not angry, why are you angry?" Jiang Ting lightly rubbed the top of her hair, "Your little uncle is a billionaire boss, he can't be around me all day, right?"

Chu Wei didn't find the forced smile on Jiang Ting's face, so she pouted and had to give up.

After the dishes were served, the four of them chatted about other topics, and the atmosphere quickly became cheerful.

At this time, Ren Han, who was about to go to the cafeteria for dinner, ushered in an unexpected guest.

The other party was in his early thirties, wearing hotel work clothes.

After Ren Han closed the door, he sat down on the sofa and explained straight to the point: "Miss Ren plans to destroy Jiang Ting's competition sample before the competition?"

Ren Han looked at the strange man in front of him, his expression changed severely.

She hurriedly lowered her eyes: "I don't understand what you are talking about!"

The strange man snorted slightly: "During this week, Ms. Ren invited Xiao Li, who was in charge of clothes, to eat two meals, and also transferred 2 yuan to his card. Can't it be charity?"

His secretive behavior was directly exposed by others, Ren Han clenched his hands nervously, and suddenly raised his head to stare at the man: "What do you want to do? Are you from Jiang Ting?"

"How can I be her person? Not only am I not, but I am also like you, I can't understand her very much."

Ren Han's eyes kept flickering, and his lips parted and opened again, trying to deny that he didn't dislike Jiang Ting, but he couldn't open his mouth.

The strange man could easily guess what she was thinking, and smiled: "How about just destroying her sample clothes? Miss Ren doesn't want to do more? Don't want to get No.1 by herself?"

can she?

After a few games, Ren Han has figured out the strength of the top five players including himself, unless there is a miracle!

In her apprehensive and expectant eyes, the man's voice continued to ring in her ears: "For example, take the No.1 that was originally given to her as your own. Another example, let her bear the notoriety of plagiarism and ruin the design circle from then on." .”

Ren Han's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

The strange man didn't stay any longer. Before he left, he left behind a flash drive and a sealed bag containing samples.

In the flash drive, it was copied from Jiang Ting's computer, her costume design draft and design ideas for the finals.

The sample clothes are made overnight according to the design draft.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the game entered a busy preparation process.

The final is divided into two parts.

The first part is the five-in-three competition. Like the previous games, the models arranged by the competition will wear the ready-made clothes prepared by the designer for a show in the field, and then the designer will explain his design concept, and then the specially invited tonight Twenty well-known designers in the circle will be scored, and the top three will be selected to advance.

In the second part, the on-site votes of the [-] spectators in the arena will be added, which will be announced together with the judges' scores.

When drawing lots backstage, Jiang Ting was the last one to appear on stage, and Ren Han was just in front of her.

The latter breathed a sigh of relief but couldn't help but feel complacent, it seems that luck tonight is on her side!

In the finals, the atmosphere was extremely warm.

The samples presented by the first three designers were very eye-catching, but as soon as Ren Han's work came out, there were bursts of applause from the audience.

The entry she took out was the competition sample prepared by Jiang Ting, which was handed over to her by a strange man at noon.

Ren Han saw the judges nodding one after another, with a smug look on his face.

She couldn't help but look at the direction where Jiang Ting was about to appear in the background, but she didn't see her face change as expected.

On the contrary, Jiang Ting slowly raised the corners of his mouth towards her.

Ren Han's heart skipped a beat, feeling inexplicably uneasy.