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"Do you have any questions?" Mustache asked.

Zuo Xiaoqing pointed to Luo Chenxi and said loudly, "Is the result of this interview mistaken? I know this No. 12. She graduated from a three-college school and doesn’t understand fashion design at all. What about a person like her? May pass the interview?"

Mustache saw that she was actually referring to Luo Chenxi, and couldn't help but stunned.

Unexpectedly, the object of Zuo Xiaoqing's complaint was actually No. 12, the most amazing work!

Moustache glanced at her, "Miss Zuo, are you questioning the vision of our SL group designers? In fact, Miss Xingchen on the 12th is the best one in the collection of all the contestants this time!"

"What...what?!"

Upon hearing this, all the contestants present showed a look of surprise.

No one had thought that Luo Chenxi, who had the worst academic qualifications, received such a high evaluation.

Zuo Xiaoqing flushed even more.

I thought that she had mocked Luo Chenxi just now, saying that she would definitely not be able to pass the interview. Now these words from Moustache really seemed like a slap on her face!

No. 12's work is the best...

What do you mean?

Could Luo Chenxi's work be better than hers?

Her portfolio has been modified by well-known foreign designers!

Zuo Xiaoqing became more unwilling to think about it, "Mr. Andy, there is a problem with the work on No. 12, this is definitely not her own original creation!"

Hearing this, Moustache frowned.

"Miss Zuo, do you mean...the 12th will use someone else's work for the competition? Do you have any evidence?"

If the design drawing of No. 12 is really not drawn by her, then the matter is serious.

Concerning the reputation of the Huafeng Competition, Moustache became serious.

Zuo Xiaoqing was speechless for a while.

evidence? Does she have any evidence?

I just can’t understand that Luo Chenxi can enter the semi-finals, so on impulse...

She held back for a long time before squeezing out a sentence: "She...her education is the evidence! How can a decent design come out of a **** school?"

"Zuo Xiaoqing, do you count as evidence? What does the design level have to do with the school? According to what you said, the Huafeng Contest does not need to be held. Just take out the qualifications of the contestants and arrange them in a row from high to low. Now, what are you doing in the competition?"

Luo Chenxi also stood up, walked to Zuo Xiaoqing's side, and said casually.

Mustache also thinks this is too much.

"This is entirely your speculation and cannot be regarded as evidence at all. Miss Zuo, please pay attention to your words and deeds. It is a very bad behavior to slander competitors at will. If this is the case, I will disqualify you from participating in the competition."

He said this very hard.

Zuo Xiaoqing's face was green and white, and her heart was very aggrieved.

She felt that she was right. Luo Chenxi was already a waste. How could she get a better work than her?

Is SL's designer blind?

Moustache gave her a few words and turned to leave.

Zuo Xiaoqing gritted her teeth and yelled again, "Wait a minute, Teacher Andy, I have evidence! I and No.12 are middle school classmates. I know that she was admitted to the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in Y country, but later because of misconduct. Expelled from school!"

"What are you talking about? Is there such a thing?" The mustache's eyes widened, shocked.

Zuo Xiaoqing saw a play, and hurriedly continued: "Teacher Andy, you should also know? This is the world's top art university, although the entrance threshold is very high, but it will not expel students easily, not to mention misconduct. Reason. The 12th must have done something shameful!"