The finals drew a large crowd, with teachers and presidents from all the universities seated below. Representatives from each university delivered speeches outlining their New Year's goals and teaching plans. Xiao Aotian was also present to offer his insights on these plans. The main event began an hour later, with a break in between for the contestants to prepare.

All the lights were in place, and all the cameras were focused on. The host was setting up the scene.

Backend

Everyone had their makeup done in front of a mirror by a makeup artist. They lined up in order of their names as they entered the room, and Maruko applied lipstick to Lin Weiwei at the very end, making Inoue Tenka look even more stunning.

Her long hair flowed freely, braided into a plait on the side. Pink eyeshadow added a touch of tenderness to the corners of her eyes, and her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows accentuated her demure and refined appearance. The person in the mirror seemed like a completely different person.

Just then, the quick-talker burst into the dressing room without knocking, "Oh no, boss! I was just about to get my clothes when some bastard burned the starry sky dress you designed!"

That's what she did all night with Maruko and the others! Who was so wicked! Not having an entry is equivalent to forfeiting!

Just then, Han Han, who was passing by outside, stopped. She was wearing an evening gown made from cake paper towels, which looked both environmentally friendly and economical, and the train gave it a very elegant and European feel. She also had a white lotus flower in her hair. In her hand, however, she held a lighter, raised her eyebrows provocatively, laughed, glanced at them, and then left.

"That Han Han! I'm going to tell Xiao Se!" Kuai Zui was furious. This woman was like a ghost, she was everywhere.

There was no time to lose. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The sound of Maruko sobbing made her feel a little irritable.

As I got up and went to the window to breathe some fresh air, I grabbed the curtain. The curtain was bright red, an old-fashioned style, and the pattern was black and red stripes, which looked very tacky. On the dressing table, there was an eyebrow razor and a pot of clivia next to it.

With her eyes closed, she recalled the latest fashion from a magazine. The style and colors were similar, except it was a short, lantern-style skirt that made the model look a bit bulky. So, following this idea, she directly pulled down the curtain and began cutting, changing the train style into a fringed one, using the black part as a belt, and tying a black ribbon around her neck.

"This... looks like a pomegranate flower." Looking at Lin Weiwei wearing the clothes, Wanzi covered her mouth in disbelief. The clothes were made by using an eyebrow trimmer and a stapler.

"Keep this safe. Remember to give the stapler I bought to Instructor Lei."

The moment the door opened, Xiao Se ran up to her breathlessly, "Don't be afraid, I called Old Man Xiao, you will definitely win."

Do you think cheating is honorable? It seems like a salted fish can never turn its life around.

Lin Weiwei always did things openly and honestly, without ever resorting to underhanded tactics. She walked past him with her potted clivia without even glancing at him.

My heart aches so much!

Why is everything he does wrong? He just wanted Lin Weiwei to be happy. He sat on the ground, head in his hands, feeling utterly lost. He was a lazy bum; he could do anything with just a phone call, without having to think or lift a finger. But when it came to their relationship, she had been cold to him for two days, as if they had never been together.

Sometimes, he felt like they weren't even dating. Quick-tongued people would put their hands on his shoulders to comfort him, but he wouldn't listen to a word they said.

He chased after her

Under the incandescent lights, the contestants walked the catwalk in order of appearance, turning back to smile and striking what they thought were the most attractive poses when they reached the judges' area.

Lin Weiwei walked as usual, looking confidently at the more than one hundred audience members below the stage. When she reached the judges' table, she held the clivia in her hand to her chest and smelled it. Now, the potted plant in her hand attracted everyone's attention because she was the only one who came out with a prop. The potted plant was almost withered with only three dying leaves, which was completely out of place with her fiery red outfit.

"Hey student, yes you, why did you bring a prop, and a potted flower that's almost withered?" Someone on the judges' panel couldn't contain their curiosity and stood up to ask.

Lin Weiwei put down the flowerpot she was holding and placed it on the ground. "I don't like flowers because I've never seen what flowers look like since I was a child, so I'm allergic to pollen. But I long for the world to have color. The earth's flower seas, mountains and rivers, and air are all free. Free things are often easily overlooked."

This was her only and biggest impression of Earth; Mercury stretched as far as the eye could see, a desolate expanse devoid of these things. The air was supplied by artificial oxygen provided by helmets, which everyone wore when going out, and no one ever took them off. Therefore, these free supplies were incredibly precious to her.

At this moment, the music stopped, and the host asked the students behind to stop walking forward. In fact, the purpose of holding such a fashion show every year is to stimulate students' creative thinking and discover the beauty in life. In previous years, the old-fashioned works were all symbols of public welfare and environmental protection, such as newspapers, cardboard, and plastic bottles. No one created works around the series of biological elements.

At this moment, all the teachers stood up and applauded her speech. Even Xiao Aotian, the student council president, nodded repeatedly in approval when he looked at her, without even glancing at his phone messages and calls.

After all the fashion shows were over, the judges unanimously decided to award the title of "Top Campus Beauty" to Lin Weiwei from Mangxing University. Xiao Se, watching her receive the award from below the stage, excitedly revealed a joyful expression. "You really are something else, you can do anything."

But he... couldn't do anything and even made things worse.

Feeling ashamed, he sat down next to Old Man Xiao, took out his phone to take a picture of her, and watched as the host handed her the access card to the National Defense Archives. Lin Weiwei smiled happily, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons. She looked so beautiful when she smiled! It was a feeling of happiness.

Clutching the access card tightly, he knew that with this card, no one could stop him from entering the database openly. Under the guise of filming, he could also sneak in and browse the documents unnoticed.

Looking at Lin Weiwei in the front row, Han Han behind her could no longer contain his anger. Why did she succeed no matter what she did? He bent down, picked up a gun tied to her bound feet, and aimed it at Lin Weiwei's back. "Die, Lin Weiwei!"

bang bang bang

Lin Weiwei dropped her access card. In the instant she turned, she successfully caught two bullets with her bare hands. However, one bullet, which she had used to shield the award presenter from behind, struck her squarely in the biceps.