Chapter 292 Rebirth After Hitting Rock Bottom
The audience.
Lu Rang slowly unclenched his fist, his deep eyes reflecting the figure standing in the shadows on the catwalk, a figure more dazzling than anyone else.
A faint yet proud smile curved at the corners of his lips.
Cheng Zhou still held Lu You in his arms, and could feel her body trembling slightly.
Lu You looked at the stage. Her eyes reddened, and she muttered a curse under her breath.
"Damn, I knew it, my sister-in-law is awesome..."
Luo Xue sat amidst thunderous applause and cheers, her face ashen.
Her hands gripped the armrests of the seat tightly, her nails almost digging into the wood.
How could that be...
How is this possible?!
Just three days!
How could she possibly design something like this?
This couldn't have been rushed out; it clearly has a depth that comes from a long period of refinement and polishing.
After the applause subsided, Shang Wu walked back to the center of the stage.
As she was about to express her gratitude, Luo Xue suddenly stood up as if bitten by a venomous snake.
"Freya!"
"You're lying!"
The entire room fell silent instantly.
All eyes were once again on this woman who had repeatedly provoked them, and the live stream camera quickly focused on her.
Luo Xue pointed to the stunning works on the catwalk, her voice filled with hysterical doubt.
"This couldn't possibly have been designed by you in three days! You're kidding me!"
As if grasping at a last straw, she shouted frantically, "Have you already run out of ideas?! Did you bribe another designer? Did you buy someone else's design drafts to fill in the gaps?"
"Isn't that right! You can't provide any evidence to prove that you drew this!"
These words shocked everyone present.
Buying articles?
This is an extremely serious accusation in the design world, equivalent to academic fraud, and if proven true, it would ruin one's reputation.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats again, their eyes darting back and forth between Luo Xue and Shang Wu, and the live stream chat exploded once more.
"Holy crap? Buying articles?"
"No way...you're so sure?"
"Luo Xue is still not giving up!"
"Wait for a response! Freya, hurry up and slap her in the face!"
On stage.
Shang Wu listened quietly to Luo Xue's accusations, her face showing no sign of anger, not even the faint hint of mockery, leaving only complete calm.
She seemed to be watching a farce that had nothing to do with her.
She waited until Luo Xue finished speaking before slowly picking up the microphone. Without looking at Luo Xue, she calmly looked at all the audience members below the stage and at the countless cameras.
Her voice came through the speakers, carrying an unquestionable certainty.
"My pen only paints my life, and my inspiration comes from my own blood and bones."
"These three works are called..."
She paused slightly.
Every word.
"New Life" is a tribute to becoming a mother, and also a tribute to...
Her gaze finally fell back on Luo Xue's distorted face, with a hint of pity.
"Every moment I sewed my own wings in the darkness, so I could fly again."
She gently shook her head.
"Such works cannot be bought or stolen; they belong only to me who has experienced all of this."
"Well said!"
Someone in the audience shouted first.
An even louder and longer round of applause erupted, this time a testament to unwavering support and admiration!
The live stream was completely flooded with the names "Newborn" and "Freya"!
Luo Xue stood frozen in place.
Amidst the deafening applause and cheers hurled at her opponent, her face turned from white to pale, then from pale to purple.
She felt like a clown.
All the scheming and malice are utterly insignificant in the face of the opponent's absolute strength and openness.
Shang Wu bowed slightly, and the spotlight cast a dazzling halo around her, as if she were being crowned.
The applause was thunderous and lasted for a long time.
Shang Wu stood in the center of the light and bowed slightly.
She straightened up.
His gaze swept over the still excited crowd below the stage, and over the cameras that gleamed with curiosity and inquiry.
She knew that relying on the impact of her work and verbal rebuttals was not enough; once the seeds of doubt were sown, they had to be uprooted, or there would be endless troubles.
She needs to give all her supporters the most solid explanation, and she also needs to give all potential malice the clearest warning.
She spoke into the microphone, suppressing the noise from the scene.
"Thank you for the applause, and thank you to those who forced me to stand taller and become stronger."
Her tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable power.
"Regarding these three sets of 'New Life,' and whether they were written by me, I think actions speak louder than words."
She nodded slightly to Ah Ying on the side of the stage.
Aying immediately understood and quickly connected a tablet computer that she had prepared to the huge screen at the back of the stage.
Instantly, everyone's attention was drawn to it, and all the viewers in the live stream held their breath.
The screen lit up, and the first thing that appeared were several extremely rough and messy sketches. It was the first late night after the design drafts were deleted.
A soft gasp came from the audience.
Immediately afterwards, the images on the screen began to switch rapidly, as if time were passing at an accelerated pace.
The sketch gradually became clearer.
Each page clearly records the entire birth process of the "New Life" series from scratch.
Each image is timed precisely to the second, so seamlessly connected that it cannot be faked; the final image is the one that freezes in time.
It was the intricate embroidery pattern of that lily, with detailed annotations next to it regarding the selection of sequins and diamonds, and the date was yesterday.
The entire hall was silent.
Everyone was stunned by this chain of evidence; it was more convincing than any words.
This proves that the stunning "New Life" was indeed painstakingly conceived from the pen during that desperate time in the past.
Then, applause broke out again, though it was unclear who started it.
The chat in the live stream went completely wild.
"Holy crap!!! This record!!! This timestamp!!!"
"The evidence is irrefutable! Let's see who dares to say anything now!"
"She cried. How did she get through those three days...?"
"To be reborn from those chaotic lines... that's no easy feat!"
"Where's Luo Xue?! Where's that clown?! Come out and show me the evidence!"
at the same time.
The discussion at the scene suddenly shifted direction.
People were whispering among themselves.
His eyes were filled with contempt and disdain for Luo Xue.
"My God, with such overwhelming evidence, how could Luo Xue have just been making baseless accusations?"
"She's clearly doing this on purpose! She's been targeting Freya all along!"
"From mocking stretch marks at the last exchange meeting to this time praising them to the point of deception and questioning whether they bought their articles, they're pressing us step by step!"
"What a vicious mind! It's just because Freya is better than her!"
"This kind of person doesn't deserve to be a designer!"
All the clues were connected.
All of Luo Xue's previous illogical actions now have the most reasonable explanation.
Jealousy was the sole motive.
At the back entrance, a slight commotion attracted the attention of some people.
Several uniformed police officers, with serious expressions, quietly entered the venue under the guidance of a staff member.
Their eyes were sharp as they quickly scanned the scene, seemingly searching for something.
At this moment, Luo Xue was huddled in an inconspicuous corner of the venue, trying to avoid everyone's gaze and quietly slip away through the side door.
Her face was deathly pale and her heart was pounding. All she wanted was to leave this place that had humiliated her and made her lose face.
However, she had just reached the vicinity of the side door.
The police officers had already spotted her and quickly stepped forward to block her path.
The lead officer showed his identification; his voice, though not loud, carried the authority of the law and was transmitted online.
"Is this Ms. Luo Xue?"
Luo Xue froze, raising her head in terror.
"What, what are you going to do?"
The police officer remained expressionless, speaking in a businesslike tone.
“We have received a report and obtained preliminary evidence that you are suspected of hiring hackers to illegally intrude into other people’s computer information systems.”
"You have stolen and deliberately destroyed important commercial design data. Please come back with us now to assist in the investigation."
The crowd erupted in uproar.
"Oh my god! It really is her!"
"He was taken away by the police! They arrested him on the spot!"
"This is so dramatic! Even TV dramas wouldn't dare to film something like this!"
"They blacklisted someone's computer, deleted their manuscript, and then turned around and slandered them! Disgusting!"
The camera frantically focused on Luo Xue, whose face was deathly pale.
Luo Xue was led away from the venue amidst disdain and the frantic flashing of cameras.
The press conference was full of twists and turns, but Shang Wu remained calm on the stage throughout, like the eye of the storm, watching everything unfold with composure.
She showed no pleasure at Luo Xue's arrest; her eyes remained calm.
All of this was within her expectations.
When the venue quieted down again.
All eyes were once again focused on Shang Wu.
She simply raised her chin slightly and spoke her last words into the microphone.
“Those who are pure will themselves be cleansed.”
The press conference has ended.
Surrounded by Lu Rang and several others, Shang Wu walked backstage.
As soon as they reached a secluded spot, Lu You hugged Shang Wu tightly.
"That's so satisfying! I almost rushed up and beat that crazy woman up. You just gave birth and finished your postpartum confinement, and this kind of terrible thing happened to you. I was so angry!"
Shang Wu patted her with a smile: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's all resolved now, isn't it?"
"You're really amazing. You managed to design such a great outfit. But why didn't you give us a heads-up? We really thought Luo Xue was going to succeed in smearing us."
Cheng Zhou also felt a chill run down his spine.
Shang Wu smiled and said, "I didn't even tell Lu Rang about this. It was all planned by A Ying and me. I didn't tell you because I was afraid of leaks. Besides, I don't know how it will turn out today."
She could ruin Luo Xue's reputation and retaliate, but she didn't know if failing to produce any work would make the people present hate her and be completely disappointed in her.
Fortunately, the new work has been well received.
Besides jewelry design, she also has a dream of designing clothes, and the positive reviews she's received are definitely worth it.
Lu Rang smiled slightly and stepped forward: "No matter what, things have finally settled down. Don't worry anymore. Go home and get a good night's sleep tonight."
Just then, a sobbing sound came from behind.
Lu You turned around in confusion and found A Ying secretly wiping away tears.
She found it amusing: "The matter is resolved, you should be happy, why are you crying?"
Aying was still crying, "I'm happy for President Shang, and I hate that these people always bully President Shang."
Shang Wu went over and wiped away her tears.
"I didn't feel like I was bullied. This was just a challenge for me. Now that I've succeeded, I've gained both fame and fortune. Isn't that great?"
"Stop crying. The studio has been working hard lately. Go back and give everyone a break so they can get some rest."
Aying wiped away her tears and looked up at her: "Ah, the work doesn't need to be mass-produced, but made into ready-to-wear for a fashion show?"
Shang Wu shook his head.
"I'm not a fashion designer, so I won't be selling it to the public anymore. I'll take a break and go back to my old profession. I'll go back and spend some quality time with my daughter."
Aying smiled and agreed, "Okay!"
Cheng Zhou, watching from the side, couldn't help but click his tongue.
"I also want a daughter."
Lu You raised an eyebrow at him: "Cheng Zhou, what do you mean? Didn't I tell you already?"
Shang Wu asked curiously, "What did you talk about?"
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