Chapter 1232: Advancement
After nearly five hours of waiting, the judges finally showed up at the competition venue.
The bustling venue suddenly became quiet.
Everyone even breathed carefully, waiting for the final promotion result.
"Okay, now the promotion results are in my hands. Now I will announce the promotion numbers."
Since every designer has his or her own number, all you need to do is announce the number and you don’t even have to read out the name.
Ye Yao's eyes flickered and he couldn't help but sigh.
Therefore, designers who are eliminated in the first round will not even be able to leave their names.
After the host finished speaking, he opened the card in his hand that was full of numbers.
There is absolutely no intention to create atmosphere.
"The designers who advanced are No. 5, No. 8, No. 9..."
One number after another was transmitted through the microphone to every corner of the hall.
Soon some people were overjoyed while others were heartbroken.
Wang Da Kui looked at the number tags on Ye Yao, Qi Zhen and Ruan Kai.
They are No. 756, No. 638 and No. 724 respectively.
The numbers are announced in order, so it will take a little time for them to get here.
Furumoto Tomohisa and Yoshida Keiko, who were sitting in the front rows, were already on edge. For them, they absolutely could not be eliminated, otherwise they would be killed without a burial place after returning home.
"No. 367..."
When she heard her own number, Yoshida Keiko was so excited that she fainted.
She advanced, she really advanced.
Furumoto Tomohisa was so excited that he lost his mind and held her hand tightly. He was happier than he was about his own advancement.
"Keiko, congratulations, that's great!"
Yoshida Keiko nodded vigorously, her eyes moistened. This step was finally right for her.
Only by moving forward step by step and standing in a position that no one can shake, he will no longer need to live by the faces of others.
"No. 460..."
Gu Benzhizhong's pupils shrank violently for a moment, and his face was full of disbelief.
Is that his number?!
"Gu Ben, congratulations, you have advanced as well."
Yoshida Keiko's joyful voice rang in his ears, bringing him back to his senses instantly.
Although they all knew that they would have no problem advancing before the competition, they were under unprecedented pressure because of Ishikawa Mika's incident, so their advancement now seems precious.
“We will definitely get better and better.”
Furumoto Tomohisa held her hand tightly and made a promise to her.
Yoshida Keiko suddenly thought of Ishikawa Mika. If he still stayed here, she really should let him take a good look at the current scene.
Even without him and his uncle, they can still demonstrate the strength of Country R.
Wang Song at the back was so nervous that his hands were sweating and he was even mumbling something.
Ye Yao just felt that the pressure on him was even greater than that of the three participating designers, which was really not good.
When the host read out the number over 600, apart from Wang Song, she had clearly felt it, and Qi Zhen who was sitting next to her also became much more nervous.
"No. 638..."
When this number rang in the conference hall, she couldn't help but smile.
What is meant to come will come.
Qi Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Ruan Kai.
Wang Song was so excited that he clenched his fists, and the pressure on his body was instantly relieved by more than half.
As long as the whole army is not wiped out, his requirements are never high.
"Qi Zhen, good job!"
He praised him generously, and then continued to look at Ruan Kai and Ye Yao.
"Don't worry, just wait a little longer."
Ye Yao almost couldn't help laughing out loud. He was probably the most anxious person among them.
"It would be a great surprise if you could advance as well."
Wang Song spoke more obviously, and after he finished speaking, he pricked up his ears even more, waiting for the next numbers.
"Number 724."
Ruan Kai's number was soon spoken by the host.
This time, Wang Song was really almost excited to the point of shouting.
A hand pulled one of them, and tears welled up in his eyes.
The tremendous pressure they have endured in the past two years has finally paid off today.
"Aunt, is it your turn?"
Wang Da Kui couldn't help but ask. He didn't care about others. He only cared about whether Ye Yao could advance.
Ye Yao nodded.
Before Wang Song could even recover from her excitement, her number had already been announced by the host.
"Ye Yao, congratulations!"
Sun You spoke before Wang Da Kui could.
Although Ye Yao had a smile on her face, this result was completely within her expectations.
If there were no manipulation and the competition was fair, her target would never be the first few games of the competition.
Of course, these words must never be said out loud, otherwise, everyone would probably think she was too arrogant.
Wang Song stared with his eyes wide open, and it took him five seconds to come back to his senses.
"Ye Yao also advanced?"
It's not an affirmation, but a rhetorical question.
"Master, can't I advance?" Ye Yao couldn't help but teased.
"Yes, yes, yes, of course! I just didn't expect it! No, it's not that I don't think highly of you, I just really didn't expect that the three of you would be so competitive this time and all of you would advance, hahahaha!"
This time, Wang Song's laughter was particularly unbridled, as if they had not only advanced to the first game, but had won the championship of the entire competition.
There were already some people around who couldn't help but look in his direction, obviously startled by his exaggerated laughter.
Of course, there were also some people who simply looked disdainful. They just advanced to the first knockout round, so there was really no need to be so excited.
Wang Song didn't care what other people thought. He was extremely satisfied now.
The host announced the last qualifying number and then folded the cards in his hand.
"All the above designers have advanced to participate in the second competition the day after tomorrow. Please prepare well."
Still without any extra words, the judges left the venue one after another. The whole process was even simpler than a competition held in a single country.
But no one would question it, because everyone knew in their hearts that the first few games were really nothing, and only at the end could it be truly called an international event.
"Master, shouldn't we celebrate tonight?"
While Wang Song was so happy, Wang Da Kui still thought about eating and drinking.
This time, Wang Song agreed without thinking and was overjoyed.
Celebrate well, definitely celebrate well! But before that, he has more important things to do right away...
(End of this chapter)
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