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In order to make things easier for herself, Mu Sheng bought a pencil hairpin that looked like a pencil when opened.

For Mu Sheng now, having something is better than having nothing.

Everyone in the audience noticed Mu Sheng's actions and turned their heads towards the game field.

The field suddenly became quiet.

Professor Li and the teacher also stared at Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng did not complete the work quickly this time.

She almost finished with the other party and put down her brush.

Several judges walked over to the two people's works and commented on them one by one.

They first viewed the works of contestants from Yang Country. Several judges praised the works and said that the contestants from the other country would definitely make a name for themselves in the jewelry design industry in the future.

Some audience members in the audience curled their lips when they heard this: "What's the point of being so good? It's still stolen."

The boy who secretly complained had bet all his wealth on Jingxia's team, but he didn't expect that the other party would do such a disgusting thing on the spot.

As for the other group of people, they were already biased towards Yang Guo, thinking that Mu Sheng had lost the paintbrush and wanted to frame Yang Guo.

Just when the people in the audience had given up any hope on Mu Sheng's performance in this competition, a judge put his head right in front of the work.

The judges who were chatting and laughing just now now gathered together to appreciate the work.

This made everyone in the audience and Professor Li's hearts rise to their throats.

Professor Li rubbed his hands back and forth nervously.

“This piece is so beautiful!”

"Why would I come here and humiliate myself by reviewing the work of someone who is even better than me?"

........

The judges finally unanimously voted for Jingxia's team.

"Oh yeah!" A boy in the audience shouted excitedly after hearing the result.

Even the others who bet on Jingxia to win were grinning from ear to ear and couldn't help but clap their hands.

The people of Yang, who were originally complacent, almost gritted their teeth when they saw this scene.

But when Mu Sheng's work was displayed in front of everyone, the Yang country team and the organizers all shut up.

They were so wary of Mu Sheng because they watched her previous game, but they didn't expect that they still underestimated her in the end.

What they didn't expect the most was that Mu Sheng actually hid his strength. This was simply unfair.

The athletes and organizers from Yang Country immediately became quiet, lowering their heads and refusing to speak. Even the reporters who came closer could feel the low pressure around them.

This time, even the reporters were tactful enough not to get close to the two parties.

The previous interview with Mu Sheng was also to build momentum for the contestants from Yang Country.

But something unexpected happened. According to the original script, the reporters from Yang country were supposed to go to the players of Yang country and praise them highly as soon as the game was over. They even revised the content of the interview many times, but unexpectedly it became a waste of time.

At this moment, Ke Xin and Yan Rou rushed back to the competition venue, placed Mu Sheng's lost paintbrush in front of everyone, and then showed everyone a photo.

The photo shows a Yang man wearing work clothes, holding Mu Sheng's paintbrush in his hand, and he is about to throw the paintbrush into the trash can.

Ke Xin and the other two originally sneaked into the examination room to see if they could find Mu Sheng's paintbrush.

Who would have thought that they would see the staff member taking Mu Sheng's paintbrush and secretly walking out.

"You guys are actually crying thief, how fucking disgusting!"

"How shameless! Do you want to explain how someone else's paintbrush ended up in the hands of your staff? Didn't you say you didn't give it to them?"

"This is too bullying! How can we tolerate this Jingxia country team? If it were me, I wouldn't tolerate it!"

.......

Just as everyone started to cackle at the organizers from Yang Country, a voice interrupted.

"Don't you think the person in the photo looks familiar?"

"Yeah! How come he looks so much like the worker who checked my brushes?"

"Let's say there's a possibility that he's the one who checks and collects the brushes from the contestants?"

...........

Mu Sheng returned to the team and saw several reporters looking at him. Mu Sheng said hello to Professor Li and left.

As for Professor Li and his team, they were still asking for an explanation from the organizer, and the final award ceremony had not yet taken place, so when Mu Sheng returned, there were basically no people on the road.

On the way, Mu Sheng suddenly received a message from Shuangshuang and some pistols, and Mu Sheng quickly returned to the dormitory.

Seeing that there was no one in the dormitory, Mu Sheng felt relieved. He locked the door from the inside and started checking.

"Sister, the pistol has been sent to your mall space, remember to check it!" Shuangshuang was also very considerate and wrote down the usage and effects of the pistol and grenade for Mu Sheng on the back.

Mu Sheng couldn't wait to take out the pistol. He had to say that the pistol in Shuangshuang's hand was really beautifully made. It seemed like it was grown on her heart, and it was also very powerful.

After all, they were using pistols to fight against scary creatures, so a pistol with too little power would be useless.

Mu Sheng couldn't let it go in his hand and was reluctant to give it away for a moment.

Shuangshuang recorded the types of pistols on it. There are four models, 5 of each.

There are the Frost Crumbling Pistol, which instantly freezes the enemy's creatures for 1 minute; the Killing Pistol, which instantly shatters the enemy after being hit; the Thunder Attack Pistol, which shocks the enemy and incapacitates them; and the last one is the Bamboo Sea Flame Pistol that Mu Sheng is familiar with. As for the two types of grenades, they are both quite powerful.

Mu Sheng was playing with a pistol in his hand and replied to Shuangshuang, telling her that he had won the competition.

When Shuangshuang on the opposite side received the message, she was on her way back to the tenth refuge area. When she saw the news of her good sisters' victory, she was sincerely happy for her good sisters.

It took Shuangshuang and her companions another two days on the road to return to the shelter.

Because their car was lost, they walked all the way back from the eighth refuge area.

When Shuangshuang received the food Mu Sheng sent her, she told Cheng Xia.

Cheng Xia asked Shuangshuang not to make it public and not to reveal these things in the eighth refuge area.

So, Shuangshuang originally wanted to buy a car at the scrap market in the eighth refuge area. For safety reasons, Cheng Xia did not agree with Shuangshuang to do so.

Shuangshuang knew Chengxia's concerns, so she didn't insist.

Fortunately, the dangers they encountered on the road were not serious, and they were basically used for her and Yun Yang to practice.

When we were approaching the refuge area, we happened to catch the big market in the tenth refuge area.

On the way, they met some people who were also heading to the Tenth Refuge Area, and they joined them.

One of the psychics was so kind as to introduce Shuangshuang to some delicious food and drinks in the tenth refuge area. As he spoke, he couldn't help licking his lips.

Shuangshuang didn't want to spoil the other person's fun, so she responded with a smile.

When they arrived at the refuge area, other people with special abilities who came to attend the bazaar lined up obediently, while Cheng Xia took Shuangshuang and a few others and walked towards a small door on the side.

"Hey? Where are you going? Line up here!" The man who came with them grabbed Cheng Xia in front of him, thinking that it was their first time here and they were not familiar with the process, so he kindly pointed in the direction of the queue.