Chapter 1231 I don’t know him, what’s wrong?
Wang Da Kui looked around carefully, making sure no one noticed them, and then he spoke in a low voice.
"When you were competing, I went out to the toilet and got lost. Then I saw that man sneaking around and talking to the judge you got rid of.
They also mentioned your name, so you better be careful."
She couldn't waste even a second on this kind of thing, so she had to tell her quickly.
Ye Yao frowned slightly and looked at the man he had just mentioned.
"Are you sure you heard my name?"
"Of course, I didn't understand a word of what they were saying, but I definitely heard your name right."
Wang Da Kui is quite sure about this.
Ye Yao's eyes flickered and he stopped talking.
"Ye Yao, Wang Da Kui, what are you doing standing there?"
At this time, Sun You's questioning voice was heard.
Ye Yao collected his thoughts and motioned Wang Da Kui to follow him.
"Nothing, just a casual chat."
Wang Da Kui nodded in agreement, and the two of them followed everyone.
…
The participating designers and media reporters can all take a break, but all the judges of the competition are extremely busy.
The workload of the previous few judging sessions was already enormous, and with the absence of the two judges from Country R, it is now even busier.
Carlos Jutta, the chief judge, did not participate directly, but was leisurely drinking coffee in his lounge.
"Mr. Carlos, two hundred designs have been confirmed to advance."
Nearly two hours later, the staff came to report the progress to him.
"How about it, are there any more eye-catching drawings?"
The first round of the competition is just a process of elimination. Designers with real talent will deliberately hide themselves, while those without talent will not be able to produce outstanding works even if they rack their brains.
So it wasn't really worth it for him to go and see it in person.
"Please tell the judges that it seems that the quality of this year's competition is better than the previous one."
"It seems? Better? Hehe."
Carlos Jutta laughed softly, obviously expecting this answer.
"You go out first."
"yes."
The room fell silent again. Carlos Jutta put down his coffee cup, having already made up his mind about the top three in this competition.
…
Almost three hours had passed since Wang Song and his friends came back from outside.
About 70 to 80 percent of the people in the venue returned, and the place became lively again.
"Aunt, do you think you can advance?"
Wang Da Kui looked at Wang Song's tense face and felt a little infected, so he couldn't help but ask.
Although he doesn't think it matters, it's always good to advance one or two games.
Wang Song also pricked up his ears and listened.
Ye Yao smiled. She was not a judge. Although she thought it was no problem and even very simple, what if something went wrong?
"If you advance, you can continue to prepare for the next game. If you don't advance, you can go home for the New Year."
Now it's the end of the year, and her mother is looking forward to her going back soon.
Wang Da Kui thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.
"Master, I actually always felt that the judging time for the first round was too hasty, wasn't it?"
There are thousands of design drawings, and only a dozen reviewers have to review them all in four or five hours. That is no different from reviewing on an assembly line. Will they really not miss out on good designs? In fact, there is no need to rush like this. Even if the review is completed within two days, it is acceptable.
Wang Song opened his mouth and was about to speak, but suddenly thought of something and swallowed the words back.
We can't question anything now, otherwise we don't know what this girl is thinking.
It was enough for something like this to happen once today. If it happened again, he would be scared to death.
"How could that be? The judges of the competition are all very professional. Even with just a glance, they can tell whether a work is good or bad.
So you don’t have to think about it at all.”
Ye Yao: ...
Seeing his very sure look, she felt that there was something wrong.
"I think what Master said makes sense. There is no reason why they can't think of what we can think of, so there should be enough time."
Qi Zhen also echoed.
At this time, Yoshida Keiko and Furumoto Tomohisa also walked back from outside, immediately attracting a lot of people's attention.
Although there is nothing wrong with Yoshida Keiko's approach, at this time, exposing the judges and designers of her own country in this way is obviously malicious in the eyes of everyone.
Many reporters and media nearby couldn't help but eager to interview her.
When Yoshida Keiko passed by the row where Ye Yao was sitting, she paused slightly and subconsciously looked in her direction.
Ye Yao seemed to have a telepathic connection and turned his head instantly.
The two people's eyes met in mid-air, and they understood each other tacitly.
"Ye Yao, from now on you should stay away from people from Country R."
Wang Song's serious voice sounded beside her.
He didn't know what happened between her and Yoshida Keiko, but since it was over, there was no need to have any connection with her anymore.
Ye Yao retracted his gaze and nodded.
"I understand, Master."
After about four hours, almost everyone returned to their seats.
The participating designers are anxiously awaiting the result.
Ye Yao glanced at the time. It was already seven forty-five in the evening.
The venue was brightly lit, and the dazzling lights made the entire hall look more luxurious than during the day.
Wang Da Kui kept twisting his body and felt his buttocks were numb.
"Aunt, how long will it take...Aunt, that man."
He had only said half of his words when his tone suddenly changed.
Ye Yao looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, he saw the man he had mentioned before.
He was walking towards the podium.
"Brother Qi, do you know the man in the gray shirt and white shoes in front?"
Ask Qi Zhen directly.
At least you should find out the other party's identity first.
He was definitely not a judge, so was he a staff member, a host, a translator, or something else? Qi Zhen followed her line of sight and only saw the man's profile, then shook his head.
"I don't know him, what's wrong?"
Why would she ask a stranger for no reason? "Nothing, I just felt like I've seen him somewhere."
After hearing what he said, Ye Yao made up an excuse to evade the question.
(End of this chapter)
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