Netizens quickly realized what was happening.
Has Fu Qingruo gone mad? Losing to a junior is so unacceptable? She's completely lost her composure?
Perhaps this is her true nature!
But her expression didn't seem feigned; perhaps there really is something wrong!
Everyone was skeptical.
"I'll say it again, that cheongsam is my design." Fu Qingruo's eyes were so cold they seemed to freeze. "Either you apologize to me now and return it to its rightful owner, or don't blame me for being rude to you."
“I told you, this is the cheongsam I designed. I even have the design drafts and design concepts here, including every detail. I can explain it all clearly.”
As if to prove her innocence to the audience, Yi Youyou then took out her design drafts and began to talk at length about her design inspiration and the bottlenecks she encountered during the creative process. Finally, after three sleepless nights, she broke through the bottlenecks and perfected the design of the cheongsam.
She spoke so earnestly that no one could find a single fault with her.
Netizens gradually began to believe her statement, and then angrily criticized her: "Fu Qingruo is such a troublemaker, she's just deliberately picking a fight! Now she's been proven wrong."
Is she a sore loser? Trying to claim someone else's work as her own, how shameless!
My heart aches for Youyou.
"Have you said enough?" Fu Qingruo remained calm throughout. "You're insisting that this is your design?"
Yi Youyou said firmly, "That's right."
In order to exchange Fu Qingruo's cheongsam and understand her design concept, she spent a lot of money to bribe a staff member here.
The plan was to have the other party constantly monitor Fu Qingruo, leak all information to her, and ultimately help her steal Fu Qingruo's work.
The plan progressed even more smoothly than expected, and she won again.
The next second, Fu Qingruo suddenly sneered, "You don't actually think your plan is flawless and without any loopholes, do you?"
Yi Youyou's heart skipped a beat. "I don't understand what you're talking about!"
Fu Qingruo glanced at her, then suddenly turned to the host and said, "Host Tong, could you please turn off all the lights and have the staff draw all the curtains around the room?"
"Okay." The host smiled broadly and snapped his fingers at the camera without even asking her why.
The next second, before anyone could react, all the lights in the arena were turned off.
The curtains were closed, and the room was pitch black.
The audience below the stage was filled with panic. "What's going on? What kind of trouble is Fu Qingruo causing now?"
"It's so dark! I hope no one will steal my bag!"
"Is this show doomed?! Why should we listen to Fu Qingruo?"
Not only were the audience at the scene shocked, but netizens watching on their screens were also constantly flooding the screen with the official document number.
Interspersed throughout were countless insults directed at Fu Qingruo.
As the cursing continued, a burst of light gradually shone on the stage.
The audience fell silent without realizing it. Following the light source, they saw a shimmering green light adorning the cheongsam on the left.
“I used special pigments to paint it on; no one but me knows,” Fu Qingruo’s cool voice rang out in the night.
The entire audience: "..."
"How...how did you know this secret!" Yi Youyou's mind raced, and she immediately shamelessly said, "This was clearly something I set up in advance, intending to reveal it at the last moment to give everyone a surprise. Where did you hear about this, so you wanted to take this opportunity to keep my cheongsam for yourself?"
Fu Qingruo could no longer bear it and slapped him across the face with perfect precision.
"Ah—" He slapped Yi Youyou to the ground.
Fu Qingruo's disgusted voice rang out above him: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly! That ball of light drawn with paint shows a word. What does it read?"
Yi Youyou covered her face and subconsciously looked at the cheongsam, where a large "Fu" character shone brightly.
Now, anyone who isn't blind should know who made this cheongsam.
As the overhead lights came back on, a furious roar suddenly erupted from the deathly silent crowd—
"Holy crap! So we've all been tricked?"
"I thought Yi Youyou looked so innocent, but she actually resorted to such despicable means? She took credit for someone else's work and then pretended to be so innocent. Her acting skills are worthy of an Oscar!"
"Damn, I'm such an idiot, I was fooled by Yi Youyou's mask."
"She's just average, so she steals other people's work? What about that award-winning competition a month ago, and that viral design? Wasn't that hers too?"
Yi Youyou collapsed to the ground, her back soaked in cold sweat, her body alternating between hot and cold, filled with unease and fear.
She didn't even dare to look up and face the scornful gazes of the crowd.
But Fu Qingruo wasn't going to let her off the hook this time. She picked up the microphone and exposed her, saying, "A month ago, the piece she won in the competition was also stolen from me!"
The entire audience: "!!!"
Viewers in the live stream: [...]
What's going on? What kind of plot twist is this? It turns out that from the beginning, it was Yi Youyou's problem, but in the end, it was all blamed on Fu Qingruo.
[Mom, this is terrifying! This woman is so cunning. Thinking back to how much I trusted and liked her before, it gives me goosebumps all over.]
Some are still desperately trying to explain: "I don't think it's possible she's repeatedly stealing other people's work! Could it be that Fu Qingruo is saying this on purpose to drive Yi Youyou to the brink?"
As a result, a video was displayed on the big screen at the program venue—
In the scene, a man sits on the edge of the bed, looking uneasy, and says, "Youyou, that design took Fu Qingruo's team a month of hard work. You want me to steal it for you? Isn't that... a bit inappropriate?"
"What? Didn't you say you liked me?" Yi Youyou, dressed in a sexy nightgown, walked step by step to the bedside, spread her knees, and knelt between the man's thighs, grabbing his tie with one hand. "If you want to have me, you have to show your sincerity. As long as you're willing to steal it, I'll be yours."
The man swallowed nervously, wrapped one arm around her waist, and greedily inhaled her fragrance as he asked in a hoarse voice, "I... I don't understand why you're targeting Fu Qingruo like this. What did she do to offend you?"
Yi Youyou's face was contorted with malice as she said, "Who told her to look down on me? Just because she plagiarized ethnic costumes at a rural exhibition, she wanted to blacklist me and make it impossible for me to continue in the design industry. This time, I'm going to ruin her reputation and make her taste the bitterness of being despised by everyone, like a stray dog that can never get up again."
She pressed him fiercely, "In short, are you going to help or not?"
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