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However, in this case, Song Hongfeng dared not reveal a single word, even if he was unhappy at all.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, the relationship between her and Murong Rong is extremely close.

Song Hongfeng could only endure it.

After the exhibition of Murong Rong's works, the atmosphere was very depressed for a long time. Even if the works to be displayed next were not bad, everyone couldn't cheer up, and the votes for the designers behind were very pitiful.

Everyone couldn't help but sighed secretly, but there was nothing they could do when they met such an evildoer as Murong Rong.

Moreover, although the competition is about strength, luck is also very important.

It was not until Song Hongfeng's works were displayed that it caused a small climax.

Compared with the beauty of Murong Rong's works, Song Hongfeng's works are more sexy.

Thin shoulder straps, golden irregular vertical stripes, and extremely slim tailoring outline the model's good figure at a glance, and fully show the woman's hidden sexiness.

Song Hongfeng's work has received a lot of praise, and she also received a high number of votes.

Even compared to the previous champions, her votes surpassed 90.00% of the people.

It's a pity that I ran into Murong Rong.

Looking at the number of votes, even Song Hongfeng, who has always been forbearing, couldn't control his expression at this moment, and the expression on his face was ferocious for a moment.

"Okay, now the competition is over, and now all the contestants are invited to come on stage."

"Rong Rong, let's go. Let's go up to the stage to accept the award." After all, Song Hongfeng was not an ordinary person. She quickly controlled her emotions and held Murong Rong's arm with a smile.

Murong Rong turned his head and glanced at Song Hongfeng, a faint light flashed in his eyes, but there was an indifferent smile in his eyes: "Okay."

All contestants walked onto the stage under the guidance of the staff.Just as they stood up and waited for the host to announce the ranking, there was a commotion in the audience.

"What's going on here?"

"There won't be another accident."

"Don't do it, I've had enough of the torture just now."

The host hurriedly comforted everyone: "Everyone, be quiet first."

Then he took the hem of his skirt to check the situation.

Soon two uniformed police officers entered the venue.

"Why did the police come? Did someone commit a crime?"

The person in charge of the organizer also walked over quickly, showing a smiling face: "Hello, Comrade Police, what's the matter here now?"

"Hello, this is Mr. Tong Guorui. We are from the Xingfeng Branch. This is my ID, and my colleague is next to me."

The policeman showed his ID according to the rules, and said: "We received a report that you took advantage of your position to collect money and sexual bribes from Anna, and promised her the championship trophy in this competition in violation of the regulations. Please come with us now."

The person in charge shouted: "No, it's that Anna who wronged me! I never took bribes from her!"

At this time, Anna, who was brought out by the policewoman, couldn't help but sneered when she saw this, and said, "If you didn't take my favor, why would you cancel Murong Rong's work and try to force her out of the finals!"

"You woman!" The person in charge of the organizer desperately wanted to fight Anna, but was stopped by the police.

The policeman said, "If you have anything to say, go to the police station and say it."

The person in charge of the organizer was taken away, but a lot of trouble remained.

Everyone is even more fried.

"Wo Cao, what I thought was a fair game, there is actually such an inside story! It really shatters my three views!"

"Calm down upstairs, this is just an appetizer, think about it, which one of the current champions of all competitions is not predetermined? There is no real fairness!"

"I don't agree with this statement. At least the champion of this competition deserves its name. Murong Rong, her Dunhuang and her dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty were all voted by us. There is absolutely no fake .”

"So, Murong Rong's gown was stolen not because she didn't keep it safe, but because someone secretly arranged it?"

"I just want to know whether it is necessary to hold the fashion fashion design competition in the future?"

As soon as this question came out, it became a hot search in the air.

When the other organizers saw the news, cold sweat broke out on their backs.

If the fairness of a game is questioned by people, it is not far from being destroyed.

"Don't worry, everyone, we will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."

The organizer immediately held a meeting, and quickly made a decision to investigate the legal responsibility of the person in charge of power seeking and kick him out of the organizing committee.

At the same time, a special award was given to Murong Rong's dream of returning to Datang.

After this decision was announced by the host, it immediately aroused cheers from the public. Everyone felt that this was not only Murong Rong's victory, but also theirs.

Song Hongfeng's face was particularly ugly, don't think she doesn't know, if it wasn't for the fact that no one in the various competitions dominated the top two at the same time, today's championship and third place trophies would all belong to Murong Rong.

What does that mean?

She is the third runner-up. At the same time, she lost twice in a row to the same person. This is no different from putting her face on the ground.

Even after the ranking was announced, there was no smile on her face.

Murong Rong turned around and looked at Song Hongfeng beside him: "Hongfeng, why do you look unhappy?"

"Of course I'm a little unhappy." Song Hongfeng said with righteous indignation: "I just said that I have to send you off with a special award. I really wronged you."

Murong Rong said: "Who said there is only one special award? Isn't there another 80 bonus? I am also very happy. Besides, if you don't give me a special award, why don't you give me your trophy?"

When Song Hongfeng heard Murong Rong's words, he felt even more angry. The prize money for the champion was 100 million, the runner-up was 50, and the third was 20.

That is to say, she got 50 yuan, 30 yuan less than Murong Rong's special award.

In fact, considering her worth, she doesn't care about the hundreds of thousands at all, but she cares about losing face. Doesn't this mean that her painstaking works are not as good as those produced by Murong Rong in an average of three and a half days?

This was such a shame and humiliation to her that Song Hongfeng couldn't say a few funny words.

At this moment, the host began to present awards, and Murong Rong, Song Hongfeng and another male designer came on stage.

Those who presented the trophies were all respected seniors in this industry, but it was different when it was Murong Rong's turn.

The one who stepped onto the stage was not the main judge as everyone thought, but a tall and straight figure with an incomparably handsome appearance.

Rong Jiuci held the championship trophy symbolizing the supreme honor in one hand, and a gorgeous sunflower in full bloom in the other hand, and walked in front of Murong Rong. His black eyes did not hide his pampering at all: "You deserve it, congratulations."

Murong Rong looked at Rong Jiuci in a daze.

His words deserved their name and were the greatest recognition for Murong Rong, like a pair of invisible giant hands smoothing away the uneasiness in her heart that had never been told to anyone for a long time.