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As soon as these words came out, those who questioned were speechless.

Being able to perfectly integrate allusions and design in such a short period of time, and adding so many ideas from the traditional jewelry design industry, how can this kind of intention and talent be copied?

And she spoke eloquently and clearly with full confidence.

If he was really that kind of mediocre person with an empty head, he would probably have stage fright when faced with such a scene.

Only those who truly possess real talent and knowledge can prove their innocence in the face of danger.

The tide of public opinion began to change again.

More and more people are willing to believe Bai Wan.

"I think this design draft is her own original work, otherwise it would be impossible to explain it so clearly."

"In such a large-scale competition, she does not cater to Western aesthetics, but adheres to our country's traditional culture. For this reason alone, she deserves high marks!"

"From a professional perspective as a designer, this design is perfect. The fusion of allusions adds an ancient charm to it. It is a well-deserved number one!"

Listening to these words of praise for Bai Wan's work, Shen Qianning's eyes went dark and she almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

She couldn't listen to others speaking for Bai Wan.

I don’t believe that Bai Wan really has this strength.

Thinking like this, Shen Qianning looked at Bai Wan with even more disdain, and said coldly, "Stop pretending!"

"These sources of inspiration must have been told to you in advance by others. Otherwise, how could you, an amateur like you, specifically understand the craftsmanship of traditional jewelry?"

Facing the doubt, Bai Wan just raised her eyebrows and chuckled.

She did not rush to prove herself, but looked at Shen Qianning meaningfully and said, "I believe everyone already has the answer to whether my work is plagiarized."

She paused for a moment and said in a slightly condensed tone: "You, on the other hand, since you condemn plagiarism with a righteous tone, why did you enter the competition with a plagiarized work?"

Hearing this, Shen Qianning's expression suddenly changed.

She panicked, her breathing became rapid, and her voice was sharp: "What nonsense are you talking about? I think you are jumping over the wall and ready to bite people because you can't prove your innocence."

Bai Wan snorted coldly, her patience exhausted, and she didn't want to give her another chance to throw dirty water, so she directly pointed out: "The design draft you submitted is the work of Master Pibu, a famous designer from country T. Master Pibu has passed away. , you are so shameless for plagiarizing the master’s works to defraud!”

As soon as the conversation between the two came out, the curiosity of the melon-eaters at the scene was instantly aroused.

They all asked the organizers to release Shen Qianning’s works again.

Too many people questioned it, so the organizers had no choice but to put Shen Qianning's work on the big screen.

Shen Qianning still felt comfortable when Bai Wan's works were placed on it for others to criticize.

Now after switching to her own design draft, she felt as if her whole body was crawling with ants and she was very uncomfortable.

Moreover, the designers present were all elites. At first, they did not suspect her of plagiarism, but now after listening to Bai Wan's words and taking a closer look, they could see something fishy.

"Don't tell me, look carefully, the style of Shen Qianning's design is indeed very similar to that of Master Pibu."

"I remember that Shen Qianning's previous works were more girlish, but this design draft focuses more on the integration of humanities and nature. At first, I thought she was trying a new style. Was it plagiarism?"

"Then she keeps criticizing Bai Wan for plagiarism... isn't it too shameless?"

"It's not necessarily plagiarism if the style is similar, it might just be accidental."

After everyone discussed for a long time, someone suddenly asked the designer from country T among the participating designers: "Chakley, aren't you a disciple of Master Pibu? Do you think Shen Qianning's design is plagiarized from your teacher?"

Chakli's face was tense, his eyes fixed on Shen Qianning's work, and his tone was very cold: "I remember that the teacher had indeed painted such a similar work before, but at that time because he was not satisfied with the details, it was reduced to waste. The draft has not been announced to the public. Miss Shen, can you explain to me what is going on? "