The cannon fodder female supporting role in the misplaced life

"Ninety percent of your so-called work is a complete plagiarism of a classic dress designed by a famous designer from Maple Leaf Country in 1973! Do I really need to find the original design myself to compare it with your work?"

These words exploded like a bombshell, causing a huge uproar. Everyone present was buzzing with discussion, and even the host was stunned by this shocking news. Who could have imagined that someone would be so bold as to brazenly plagiarize someone else's work in front of the highly respected Master Chenxi?

Master Chenxi didn't give up, but continued to question, "With your level, how did you make it through the first and second rounds and advance to the finals?" He then cast a sharp glance at the judges on either side. In an instant, their faces turned as grim as pig livers, because Sally's successful advancement to the finals was the result of their own efforts.

Just as Sally was about to continue defending herself, the host decisively interrupted her and politely but firmly asked her to leave the stage. The whole scene fell into an awkward and tense atmosphere, and everyone was extremely surprised and disappointed by this sudden plagiarism scandal.

Yu Lili and everyone around her were dumbfounded, having completely failed to anticipate such a dramatic scene. Everyone shook their heads and exclaimed, "Sally really deserves it!" Who could have imagined her actions would lead to such unexpected consequences?

At this point, the final piece on stage captured everyone's attention. Designed by Xu Yingying, it was a lake-blue dress. The bust featured simple, flowing lines, reminiscent of shimmering lake water shimmering in the sun. The hem, meanwhile, was clean and sleek, devoid of overly elaborate ornamentation, perfectly complementing the lines of the upper body, creating a unique, minimalist and elegant style.

The judges in the audience murmured among themselves, discussing the outfit in low voices. One of the senior judges commented, "The overall design is quite outstanding, very bold and creative. However..." He paused, then added, "Your tailoring skills need some practice." Hearing this, Xu Yingying smiled awkwardly, muttering to herself: Sure enough, I can't hide from the discerning eyes of these masters; my somewhat shoddy craftsmanship is finally exposed.

During the commercial break, the judges were discussing the competition's outcome in hushed tones. Meanwhile, in the audience, Lin Xinyi waited anxiously, her gaze fixed on the stage entrance, eager to see her mother, Xu Yingying, appear.

Finally, after a long wait, Xu Yingying's graceful figure slowly appeared on the stage. However, before Lin Xinyi could even shout out in excitement, her father, Lin Weiye, who was sitting next to her, quickly reached out and gently covered her mouth, whispering, "Xinyi, be good and don't make any loud noises."

Although somewhat reluctant, the well-behaved and sensible Lin Xinyi nodded, indicating that she would obey. However, she didn't miss the opportunity to cheer on her mother during the brief commercial break. She quickly grabbed the small speaker she had prepared near her seat and shouted towards the stage, "Mom, come on!" As she shouted, she turned around and took Lin Weiye's arm, shaking it coquettishly, indicating that he should also cheer for his mother.

Faced with his precious daughter's request, Lin Weiye really couldn't refuse, so he cleared his throat and shouted at the top of his voice: "Come on, honey!"

Perhaps it was the father-daughter cheers that resounded throughout the venue, and Xu Yingying, walking toward the center of the stage, happened to hear the encouraging voices from her family. She subconsciously stopped and looked toward the audience. When her eyes caught sight of Lin Xinyi, she saw her holding high the handmade prop flag she had made. Her face flushed with anticipation and excitement, and she shouted again, "Mom! Come on!"

Looking at the scene in front of her, Xu Yingying couldn't help but smile happily and warmly. That smile was like the most gorgeous flower in spring, exuding charming fragrance.

Her gaze slowly shifted, landing on Lin Weiye, who was not far away. He was gazing at his daughter lovingly, his eyes filled with doting. However, perhaps because of the attention of the crowd, a hint of embarrassment crossed Lin Weiye's face. Looking at her daughter beside her, who was dancing and cheering with excitement, Xu Yingying almost burst out laughing.

This father and daughter pair is truly hilarious! One is the bewildered yet deeply affectionate father, and the other is the energetic, elf-like daughter who seems to possess endless energy. Together, they're a truly captivating pair.

At this moment, the host on the stage noticed the direction of Xu Yingying's gaze and asked curiously, "Excuse me, are the gentleman and little girl over there your family members?"

Xu Yingying smiled and nodded gently, then replied softly, "Yes! That's my husband, Lin Weiye, and the lovely girl next to him is my precious daughter, Lin Xinyi."

Time passed quietly in the joyful atmosphere, and the short five-minute advertising time was gone in a flash.

Finally, the eagerly awaited moment arrived. The host stepped center stage and announced with a smile, "After careful and meticulous review by our three judges, among the many outstanding works presented today, one design has truly caught our eye. It's that lake-blue dress! From this piece, we can clearly sense the designer's unbridled imagination and boundless creativity." Therefore, as Master Chenxi's passionate and joyful voice echoed throughout the venue, everyone held their breath in anticipation of the final announcement. "The winner of this Shining Designer Competition is Ms. Xu Yingying of the star brand!" As soon as the words fell, thunderous applause erupted, seemingly bursting through the roof and soaring into the sky.

Xu Yingying, who was sitting in the audience, was stunned when she heard the news. Her eyes widened, and she looked at Master Chenxi, who was smiling and waving at her on the stage, in disbelief.