Seeing that the audience's attention had returned to the catwalk, Wang Xu and Ding Li cooperated and took turns reading out the scores of the participating models.

This time it was the finals and all the models were calm and composed in the horizontal rows of the catwalk.

Lu Xingfeng's Adam's apple rolled, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous. He saw his former friends being taken away by the police, and he felt that if he hadn't left home and met Yaya, he might have been one of them.

No matter what kind of environment he was in, and he almost went astray, this was the first career he was willing to work hard for, and was praised for his talent.

If he could win a place in this competition, Lu Xingfeng couldn't imagine how happy he would be.

He suppressed his excitement, but heard Aba's whispered reminder in his ear: "Good brother, your heart is beating a little fast, you won't faint from excessive excitement, right?"

Lu Xingfeng was still trying his best to look good and ignored the bored Aba.

Aba also shut up.

He just wanted to talk too much, not really wanting to influence Lu Xingfeng to do his job.

"Model No. 36 Lu Xingfeng, minus the highest score of 10 and the lowest score of 9, the final score is! 9.9 points!"

When the score of 9.9 came out, Yaya's eyes lit up in the audience.

This was the highest score she had heard in this competition. She wondered if there were any higher scores than Lu Xingfeng. If not, Lu Xingfeng would be the first! Because she had seen Lu Xingfeng learning from Bai Shiwen, exercising and practicing from morning to night every day. Lu Xingfeng never complained of being tired. Aba even whispered that Lu Xingfeng would mutter to himself before he went to bed at night: Isn't this posture detailed enough? Which muscles should be used to look more elegant? Such efforts deserve a good ranking! Yaya was full of expectations and listened attentively to the scores that followed, not even eating snacks.

Lu Xingsong and Lu Xingzhou both noticed that Yaya cared a lot about the outcome of Lu Xingfeng's competition.

The two grown men suddenly had the same thought in their minds: No wonder the old saying goes first come first served, Lu Xingfeng met the young abbot, their little niece first, so their status is different.

It would be better if they met Yaya first.

Lao Wu, you have some inexplicable luck.

The two of them were already feeling jealous, and Lu Xingyun was so regretful when he saw Yaya sitting motionless on a high children's chair to listen to the score, as if she was concerned about the result of the game. If he hadn't been so self-righteous, always thinking that some people showed up to take advantage of their Lu family, his relationship with Yaya wouldn't have been so strained.

Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu were in mixed feelings.

They thought further, and even images of Lu Xingfeng and his youngest daughter getting along popped up in their minds.

In their opinion, Lu Zhiruo and Lu Xingfeng had the best relationship. After hearing the doctor say Zhiruo died after failed rescue efforts, Lu Xingfeng refused to eat or drink for several days.

It was from that time that I started hanging out with those playboys.

Now Lu Xingfeng and Yaya have the best relationship, maybe this is fate.

While the Lu family was having different thoughts, the two hosts had already read out all the scores.

Lu Xingfeng's score was indeed the highest!

Yaya clenched her little fists, revealing a row of tender teeth, and smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.

She felt so happy.

The little feet couldn't help but sway beside the stool, and the happy look made Ying Wugui look sideways from time to time.

"All scores have been announced. Thank you to all the viewers and contestants for your patience."

"Now please invite the top three winners to come forward. Let the audience give you a warm round of applause to celebrate your good ranking in this model competition!"

The crowd applauded continuously, and amid the applause, Lu Xingfeng had tears in his eyes.

He achieved this ranking on his own. In the future, he can take promotional photos for clothing brands like Yaya and support himself with this ability.

From now on, I will no longer be the playboy Lu Xingfeng!

Lu Xingfeng's tears suddenly fell when Bai Shiwen put the championship sash on him.

Aba raised his little head to look at the novel in Lu Xingfeng's mouth and muttered: "Cry, cry, really cry, grown man, you have no shame."

Reporters at the scene captured this scene.

But suddenly, the third place candidate next to him said, "I wanted to endure it, but I can't. Lu Xingfeng is not a model at all, so how can he get first place? There must be something behind it, right?"

"Also, the clothes were chosen according to the order of the lottery. The lottery slips were made in front of us, and I didn't say anything. The rules given by the organizer said that we could choose accessories according to the clothes we were wearing. But his accessory was a living bird. Is this not a violation?"

The third place number is 23.

He is not bad looking, but his personal temperament is a little too delicate.

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Wearing more delicate clothes might have magnified his strengths, but he chose a black outfit with silver sequins.

The combination of black and silver only makes people think of the word "unrestrained and uninhibited", which does not match No. 23. But he wants to challenge himself.

In the end, I got third place because I had more professional skills than others.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that size 23’s clothes are not well chosen and her temperament is not good either.

But since the questioning has been made face to face on the 23rd, and there are now invited reporters taking photos and recording videos, this matter cannot be let go so easily.

The two hosts stood there, and in their headphones they heard instructions from the organizers backstage: "Since he is so skeptical, let's have an extra match. Both of you put on masks and have the extra match. If the ranking remains the same after the extra match, he will be removed from the list."

After receiving the instructions, Ding Li and Wang Xu looked at each other, and Ding Li spoke first: "Contestant No. 23, the organizer just sent a message that in response to your doubts, you can play an extra game with contestant No. 36 with your face covered."

"It's just that if the result of the competition doesn't change, contestant No. 23 will no longer be able to participate in the competition. Do you agree to this?"

Contestant No. 23 was stunned.

My subconscious reaction was to think that this was a threat from the capital behind Lu Xingfeng.

He gritted his teeth and said, "No, I want to play a tiebreaker."

Wang Xu heard the answer and looked at the other participating models with a smile: "Excuse me, do you also want to rematch?"

The participating models looked at Lu Xingfeng, then at No. 23, and shook their heads.

They are not stupid, nor are they blinded by jealousy like No. 23.

Lu Xingfeng was now standing there accepting the award, his posture was still elegant. From the back, his temperament was also very perfect. In this respect, they were completely inferior to Lu Xingfeng.

In this case, how could they doubt without thinking? No one else was willing to participate, even the runner-up refused.

The runner-up even said directly: "I am very convinced that I lost to Mr. Lu, and I am also very satisfied with this ranking. Thank you everyone."