Qi Mingli walked at the front and was the first to spot Lu Zhiwei: "Sister-in-law, you're here to eat too? Why don't you go into the private room to eat?"
Immediately afterwards, Shen Jinmo, who came out with her, sat in a wheelchair, pushed by Shen Shuyuan, while Shen Jiarui was responsible for paying the bill and carrying Shen Shuyuan's bag.
"We arrived late and couldn't get a reservation," Lu Zhiwei said truthfully.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming to eat here? I should have eaten with you," Qi Mingli said regretfully.
"No need, I brought them here to celebrate. There's no need to force it," Lu Zhiwei said bluntly.
Shen Jinmo's handsome face was gloomy as he instructed Qi Mingli, "Our private room is now available. Go and tell the waiter to hurry up and tidy it up so they can use it."
“There’s no need for a private room for three people. The window seat has a good view, so there’s no need to trouble yourself,” Lu Zhiwei called out to Qi Mingli.
Shen Jinmo tried to take care of Lu Zhiwei, but Lu Zhiwei always rejected his good intentions.
The atmosphere became tense.
Shen Jiarui, who was standing at the back, suddenly spoke up: "What's there to celebrate about getting first place through connections?"
He offended the two first-place winners brought by Lu Zhiwei with just one sentence: Luo Wuyan and Jiang Zhan.
"Who are you calling a backstabber?" Jiang Zhan slammed his knife and fork on the table, stood up, and angrily pointed at Shen Jiarui.
Anyone can look down on his background, but his character and abilities are beyond question.
"I wasn't talking about you, you brat, you're like a hedgehog with its feathers standing on end." Shen Jiarui didn't want to provoke a troublemaker, so he excluded Jiang Zhan.
So, the person he was referring to could only be Luo Wuyan.
Luo Wuyan sat quietly in her seat, playing with the knife in her hand.
"What gives you the right to question me?" Luo Wuyan coldly raised her eyes.
"Because our Shuyuan is a hundred times better than you." Shen Jiarui was already suppressing his dissatisfaction, but when he saw Luo Wuyan in person, he couldn't hold back any longer.
"Say less." Shen Shuyuan said with a stern face, pulling on Shen Jiarui's arm.
He's making trouble for her.
She didn't find such protection pleasing; on the contrary, it made her feel ashamed.
"Did I say something wrong? You've won so many awards since you were a child, and just because she's a member of the Artists Alliance, she got first place. If this world's top artists' organization holds a competition where only their own people get the rankings, then we might as well not participate in the semi-finals and finals." Shen Jiarui snorted and pulled Shen Shuyuan away.
When Lu Zhiwei announced the design league, she did not stipulate that the Artists Alliance and employees of the Lu Group could not participate.
Instead, it allows all willing artists to participate without any restrictions, encouraging a diverse range of styles to flourish.
She never expected that this regulation would become a target of criticism.
“All the judges are senior designers from all over the world. The illustrator alliance only has one judge, and the Lu Group only has one judge, which is no more than 20%. Shen Jiarui, I want to ask you how to get this back door?” Lu Zhiwei stared at Shen Jiarui seriously.
"You have good relationships with these judges, so you know exactly how things work out on the inside."
"Stop wasting your breath on him. I accept criticism, but I can also refute it. If you look down on me, then let's have a match right here. Fortunately, Shen Shuyuan is here too."
Luo Wuyan is the type of person who cannot tolerate being suppressed.
Those who questioned her and Lu Zhiwei over the years have all eventually fallen silent and disappeared.
“The on-site competition is part of the semi-final rules. Why bother with all this? They haven’t even eaten yet.” Qi Mingli was a little confused by Shen Jiarui’s stubbornness.
He gets stuck on one thing when it comes to Shen Shuyuan.
"Eat what? You've insulted me to my face, how can I possibly eat?" Luo Wuyan was quite angry.
Shen Shuyuan isn't afraid of being compared to others, but she doesn't like being scrutinized in front of everyone.
She turned her gaze to Shen Jinmo: "Brother, what do you think?"
"I want to see," Shen Jinmo said in a deep voice.
He wasn't particularly interested in their match.
He just wanted to use the competition as an opportunity to stay and spend more time with Lu Zhiwei.
With Shen Jinmo's support, Shen Shuyuan agreed to the competition.
Several tables in the hall were cleared out, making room for others.
Luo Wuyan and Shen Shuyuan each sat at a table, took a pencil and a piece of white paper, and started drawing on the spot.
The rest of the people sat in empty seats outside the dining table, waiting for the results.
Once the results are announced, everyone present will have one vote.
Lu Zhiwei had great confidence in Luo Wuyan and sat down to eat quietly.
Jiang Zhan was a bit clumsy at cutting steak, while Lu Zhiwei, having been used to Western food abroad, was skilled at it.
"Shall I cut it for you?" Lu Zhiwei looked at Jiang Zhan and kindly offered.
For some reason, every time I see Jiang Zhan, I am reminded of my past self, and I always want to take care of him more.
"No need, I can do it." Jiang Zhan poked at the steak with his fork, wanting to bite into it directly.
He came from the countryside and was admitted to Yunzhou Academy of Fine Arts from there. To be honest, he had never been exposed to anything from high society since he was a child.
Even after he had some money and could afford expensive Western food, he didn't yearn for it.
Shen Jingmo, who was standing to the side, couldn't bear to watch any longer and snatched the knife and fork from Jiang Zhan's hand: "I'll help you. Don't trouble a pregnant woman. She needs someone to take care of her herself."
Jiang Zhan turned to look at Shen Jinmo, who was slowly and methodically cutting his steak.
His movements were extremely elegant, like a refined gentleman from high society who had stepped out of a painting.
Shen Jiarui and Qi Mingli's attention was focused on the two people who were drawing.
The challenge for this competition was simple: draw a jewelry design sketch, explain the inspiration behind the design, and see if it could impress the audience.
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