What is the meaning of Chapter 1224?
Ishikawa Mika frowned, really not understanding what she meant? !
"You all heard how contradictory her words were."
"How can it be contradictory? Because I got this content from another designer in your country, Ms. Yoshida Keiko.
And she also told me very clearly that the content was given to her by you. I heard that she is still your girlfriend?"
Ye Yao made a teasing expression and waited for everyone's reaction.
Everyone was dumbfounded. How could another designer be involved, and also from Country R?
Ishikawa Mika's heart was buzzing, as if there was something important that he should have grasped, but he didn't.
He turned his head almost subconsciously, looking for Yoshida Keiko.
Because he hadn't noticed her before, he didn't know where she was sitting until Yoshida Keiko stood up on her own.
What does this have to do with her? Yoshida Keiko had no expression on her face, and she let everyone look at her.
Furumoto Tomohisagi widened his eyes in astonishment, his face full of disbelief.
Everything that happened today was beyond his ability to accept and understand.
Why did she cooperate with that Chinese female designer and stand up at this time? ! "Dear judges, and all the reporters and media present. I am Yoshida Keiko, one of the participating designers from R country, and also the ex-girlfriend of Ishikawa Mika.
I can swear on my own honor that everything this French-Chinese designer said is true.
Before today's competition started, Ishikawa Mika had already obtained the competition details through his uncle Ishikawa Shunkun.
Because I am his girlfriend, he also told me the content. ”
Yoshida Keiko's voice is not loud, but because the person next to her handed her the microphone, everyone can hear her clearly.
Having said this, she looked towards Ishikawa Mika, her gloomy eyes seemed to be frozen.
Since he was the one who abandoned her first and let her down, then don't blame her for being heartless and ungrateful.
The conference hall with thousands of people was once again completely out of control because of her words.
Even all the judges in the judging panel could no longer keep their emotions calm.
All pairs of questioning eyes were directed towards Ishikawa Toshikuni.
Ishikawa Shunkun was breathing rapidly, his chest heaving violently.
If it were only female designers from China, perhaps they would have a chance to turn the situation around, but they didn't expect that designers from their own country would also stand up.
How do you explain this?
Is there any other way to get rid of the suspicion? This time, not only him, but the entire Ishikawa family will be buried with Ishikawa Mika's stupidity! "That's not the case. I can explain. Everyone has heard that she is my ex-girlfriend. In fact, we broke up yesterday.
She was resentful and grudged me, so she teamed up with this female designer from China to slander and frame me! "
Ishikawa Mika could no longer keep calm, and even her speaking speed was much faster than usual.
"You said I was slandering you, but the words on it were written by you yourself."
Yoshida Keiko is extremely strong, and she is completely different from her previous self.
"Dear judges, if you don't believe me, you can check his notes to see if they are the same as what is written on the paper."
She was extremely sure about this. Although she did not know Chinese, she knew Ishikawa Mika too well. She would never make a mistake with his handwriting style once she had seen it.
Ishikawa Mika's eyes shook violently, and the look in her eyes seemed to be poisoned.
He had never thought that one day she would be the one to betray him?! Carlos Jutta had completely recovered his composure. With the development of the situation, there was no need to have any doubts anymore.
"Designer Ishikawa, Designer Yoshida, please come over here."
Under the watchful eyes of the public, even if they wanted to "protect" him, it was impossible.
Yoshida Keiko walked straight towards the judging panel without any hesitation.
Ishikawa Mika clenched her hands hanging at her sides into fists, and it took her more than ten seconds before she finally took a step forward.
"Designer Ishikawa, now please tell us all, how did you get the content for today's game?"
Carlos Jutta went straight to the point and asked.
Ishikawa Mika's facial expression changed again and again, and the blue veins on her neck were faintly visible.
"Mr. Carlos, I can swear that I really didn't do it. Everything was designed by Yoshida Keiko and that woman. I really didn't..."
Bang! His sophistry was interrupted by the sound of Carlos Jutta slapping the table.
Not only was Ishikawa Mika frightened to the point of trembling breathing, but almost everyone around her felt the same way.
It was the first time they saw Carlos Jutta so angry.
The air around them suddenly froze, and everyone became cautious even when breathing.
"At this point, do you think you can continue to confuse right and wrong?"
Carlos Jutta said in a cold voice, and then threw the paper and pen directly in front of him.
"Write it."
There was a gloom in Ishikawa Mika's eyes, her face was ashen, and she stood there motionless.
"Ishikawa Shunkun, how about you tell me?"
After a brief silence, Carlos Jutta looked directly at Ishikawa Shunkun.
Ishikawa Shunkun's expression was even uglier than Ishikawa Mika's.
At this moment, in this situation, what else can he say? "Mr. Carlos, I... really don't know..."
"This matter has nothing to do with my uncle. It's all my own fault..."
Ishikawa Mika suddenly interrupted Ishikawa Shunkun, speaking at an extremely slow speed. At this moment, he turned his head to look at Yoshida Keiko, his eyes ferocious and twisted.
He really underestimated this woman. He just dumped her, but she wanted to ruin his reputation!
Yoshida Keiko's face was indifferent, her back was straight, but sweat was already coming out of her palms.
This was the first time she had confronted him like this, and it really required all her courage and strength.
Ishikawa Mika's words were tantamount to complete admission, and the entire arena was out of control again.
"This is an international competition, why did something like this happen?"
"If you can get the competition questions in advance because you have judges from your own country, then it's fine as long as you countries compete. What kind of international competition is this?!"
"It's not fair! What's the point of such a competition? Please give us an explanation from the judges, otherwise we will strike!"
"Yes, strike!"
…
In the end, the huge stadium was almost entirely filled with strikes from various countries and languages!
(End of this chapter)
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