Some people may value grades highly, but Zhang Guangming knew the truth in his heart.

The reason why the eldest son of the Quan family condescended to sit here was simply to entertain his people.

As for whether he got the highest score, the young master didn't care at all.

With the Quan family's power, they could easily smash a trophy for Yu Guanguan.

Just as Zhang Guangming was lost in thought, the next contestant was already dressed and taking the stage.

"My God, what kind of clothes are these?"

As soon as the person appeared, a chorus of disgust rose from the audience.

"What's that on her chest? Is it ink? Was it intentionally designed?"

"No way? The dress is white, it looks like it was deliberately damaged." Someone whispered.

Zhang Guangming turned around in surprise and saw Shanshan coming out wearing a white dress.

The white dress had a one-shoulder design, with a ruffled hem that gave it an ethereal look, but what was even more striking were the prominent, colorful ink stains on her chest. They instantly drew everyone's attention.

No matter how beautiful the clothes and makeup on Shanshan's face are, it's useless.

Hearing the mocking comments from the crowd, Shan Shan felt incredibly embarrassed, but she had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue walking the runway, even though she secretly wished she could disappear into the ground.

"Is this person trying to grab attention with all this flashy stuff? Or is it just a label she's putting on herself?" someone in the audience shouted. "Looks like this person has some kind of intellectual problem."

"Exactly! She's probably desperate for fame. She's so ugly, this is the only way she can stand out."

Ugly people tend to cause trouble.

The murmurs grew louder and louder, and even Zhang Guangming didn't know what to say, standing awkwardly on the stage.

Shan Shan's face burned, especially with the audience's amused gazes making her feel utterly ashamed. She quickened her pace, wanting to reach the back of the stage as soon as possible to end this torture.

But the more anxious she became, the more mistakes she made. Her legs got tangled, and she tumbled off the stage with a thud.

"ah……"

Caught off guard, Shan Shan fell and suffered a head injury that left her bleeding profusely.

"Haha, serves her right." Instead of sympathizing with her disgraceful performance, the audience applauded and cheered, "Serves you right for being shameless in your pursuit of fame."

"Exactly! Instead of competing properly, they want to win using these underhanded methods. Don't even dream about it."

Shan Shan lay sprawled on the ground below the stage, wincing in pain, but no one came to help her up.

In the end, she got up on her own and slunk away from the competition venue.

Seeing Shan Shan roll off the stage like a rubber ball, Zhang Guangming finally realized what had happened and said with a smile, "The performance just now was an accident. Now, please look forward to the performance of international supermodel Mo Anran."

As she spoke, Mo Anran walked out wearing a classic retro black evening gown. She wore a matching pearl necklace and heavy smoky makeup. The combination of elegance and unruliness made her look like a noblewoman from the Middle Ages.

The audience members whispered among themselves.

"It really is Mo Anran, this outfit is so beautiful," someone exclaimed.

"Yes, Yu Guanguan is not bad either."

"But Mo Anran acted more confidently and professionally."

Mo Anran stood triumphantly on the stage, basking in the admiring gazes of the crowd.

Just then, a gasp broke the cheerful atmosphere on the stage: "Look, what's that?"