Beijing

Shen Xingmian, watching the live broadcast on television, let out a soft chuckle. He had no idea that his little wife had such a hidden identity.

My God, Master Qianmu has proven it!

I think I've discovered something incredibly important.

[Waaaaah, I just sweared at my idol, I'm so sorry, I apologize.]

I spit it out too, I deserve to die.

So Nam Gyi is Sole! What a genius! That's amazing!

Jealousy drives me crazy. I was still playing video games when I was in college, and they were already winning awards, and world-class ones at that.

Sole was in the limelight for a long time that year.

[Yeah, there are so many people impersonating her online, it's hilarious.]

[Um... I'm from University A. Back then, even Chu Chu impersonated Sole, but it was later clarified.]

My goodness, what a huge bombshell!

[Yes, I can testify. It seems that it was just rumors spread by Lian Chuchu's friends at the time.]

[Imagine the size of Lian Chuchu's psychological trauma right now!]

[Seeking the same thing]

[Haha, this is hilarious! The person I was impersonating was actually right beside me all along.]

Don't insult my Chuchu. She would never stoop to impersonation; she always lets her abilities speak for themselves.

[Damn, is your brain filled with shit?]

[Skill? Ha! Didn't she say herself that she borrowed some of Sole's ideas?]

[We stand firmly with Chuchu, and we won't let up until the very last moment.]

[Heh, Lian Chuchu has quite a few brainless fans.]

........

The match continued on site.

Even when Chu Chu saw Nan Zhi sit in her seat, her eyes flashed with anger.

Nan Zhi always knew that she was like a clown back then. She must have been very proud of herself. Even Chu Chu thought about it and found Nan Zhi extremely hateful.

Time passed slowly, and the next dozen or so contestants took turns giving their commentary. However, everyone had lost interest; with such outstanding performances before them, the following ones seemed rather uninteresting.

After everyone finished their competition, the contestants waited on site. The judges' scores had already been tallied by the scorekeepers, including the passing scores of the one hundred design enthusiasts. The scorekeepers held red and green cards. Whenever a contestant finished speaking, they would raise their cards at the signal of the scorekeepers. A red card meant they were not optimistic, and a green card meant they were optimistic.

The waiting process is very anxious.

Even Chu Chu couldn't help but clench her hands tightly, her palms sweating.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the results were announced. The scores from the first person to the last were announced, including the judges' final scores and the number of people who passed out of one hundred.

Most of the people ahead of her were in their fifties, sixties, or seventies. Lian Chuchu listened and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When she heard her name called, she had eighty people who had approved her application.

She was secretly delighted; among all the people ahead of her, she had the highest score, and the judges had given her a relatively high score as well.

However, there were others who scored higher than her, several in the eighties, but none higher. Qi Hao only got nearly seventy votes, which was not bad for him.

"Nanzhi, the judges' final score is 49.9 points, and the public's approval rating is... 100."

The person announcing the scores was incredulous, and everyone present was shocked. Counting 100, all the design enthusiasts had given green cards? Most importantly, the seven judges had a maximum score of fifty, and the highest and lowest scores had to be removed. Nan Zhi ultimately received 49.9 points, meaning that five of them gave her ten points.

This is terrifying! In just a moment, Nanzhi's score was worlds apart from everyone else's.

Even Chu Chu's face was stiff; she couldn't smile at all.

"Her score is so high, my God."

"This person is amazing, I'm so envious."

"No, this is something that has never happened since the competition started. It's historic."

"I'm so jealous, I feel ashamed of myself."

........

Not only has the scene become extremely sensational, but there is also a wave of surprise and disbelief online.

What kind of fairy is this?

Other people's twenties VS My twenties

I feel like a lemon right now.

I doubt it. Isn't the West District still pending announcement?

[Haha, jealousy drives people crazy. You watched the West End game too, did you think it was better than Nan Zhi?]

I, Sole, am the best, the most beautiful, and the most outstanding.

My Chuchu is doing great too; she's preparing for competitions and filming commercials at the same time.

I like Chu Chu too. Even if she's not the best at design, she's probably just as good at acting. If you're so capable, let Nan Zhi act!

[Lian Chuchu's fans, get out of here! Does Sole even need to compare herself to her?]

[Nan Zhi is wholeheartedly focused on design, that's great.]

[Can fans please stop comparing themselves to each other? Everyone has their own strengths, so why attack Nam Gyi?]

[Heh, perhaps they've forgotten the fear of being dominated by the big shots in Beijing.]

........

Regardless of what's going on online, everyone's scores have already been announced on-site. Next, all participants will wait for half an hour to determine the overall rankings of the 150 participants.

Upon seeing Nanzhi, Anran excitedly ran over to her and said:

"Nanzhi, you have no idea how well Cheng Yi performed today. From what I can tell, he is very likely the tallest person in the West District."

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