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Chapter 58 I'm here, it's fair
There was silence all around.
The man's cold words were majestic and made the host tremble.
"Mo, President Mo, she violated the regulations, even if she is not blocked, she will still be punished. You can't protect her at will, it's unfair."
"I am here, it is fair!"
Mo Junzhe glanced over, and the host immediately shut up, not daring to breathe, and just kept looking at Feng Yinyin and then drifted over.
She was going all out, avoiding Mo Junzhe's indifferent eyes, and said to the people outside, "Plagiarizing design drafts is a taboo in the industry, if she is not punished today, who else in the circle is willing to create originality and work hard?
"Senior Feng is right...President Mo, don't favor individuals!"
"Bai Xiran, do you dare to do it or not?"
Bai Xiran looked at Feng Yinyin angrily, she didn't understand, what kind of hatred does this woman have with herself, and how about targeting her to death?
Then he raised his chin and said with grievance in his voice, "Uncle Mo, I didn't..."
"I know."
A sentence of attack came like a tide, but the man in the center of the storm was still standing tall, protecting the little woman in his arms, with a gentle voice.
Until he took her hand and went straight to the stage.
"Cousin, you..."
Bai Xiran was so nervous all of a sudden, she wanted to break free, but the man's hand was so strong that she couldn't exert any strength at all.
At this time, Mo Junzhe had already pulled Bai Xiran to sit down on one side, and his sense of killing did not disappear for a moment. He raised his cold eyes slightly, "Chief judge, bring up the manuscript."
He has a warm voice, but sitting in the judges' seat, those few words that are light and fluffy make the people around him shudder!
The members of the jury didn't dare to make a sound at the moment, they just went to the backstage to find the manuscript silently.
A manuscript was sent up quickly.
The manuscripts submitted by everyone have their signatures and seals, plus their handwriting. Bai Xiran saw the look in the man's hand and nodded, "It's mine."
What she designed was a sample of a wedding dress. Although few people would use it in competitions because of the complicated styles and not easy to come up with new ideas, she had already drafted this design and prepared it for a long time.
After Mo Junzhe saw the manuscript, his condensed handsome face raised, and he quietly looked at the nine judges standing beside him, "How is it?"
"The design is novel, the concept is outstanding, and the details are also exquisite. It is a good design. This competition...can be ranked in the top three."
The man's long fingers clasped the cuffs, gently rubbing the edge of the fabric.
Then he looked at the person who spoke, "Is there any plagiarism?"
The chief judge lowered his head, not daring to speak, but silently looked at Feng Yinyin.
Mo Junzhe's thin lips showed a hint of coldness, he was not in a hurry, he just waved his hand slowly, "It says that the copy is from Master 'Pu Sen', who has a very high reputation in designing the wedding series of 'Pu Sen', everyone here must have seen it." Yes. There are more than 1000 people in the venue, who will tell me which year, which season and which time the design of the master was copied?"
Bai Xiran's design draft was projected on the big screen.
Anyone who is more experienced in the audience can tell with sharp eyes. Although it is also a wedding dress with similar lace and neckline design, it is a copy...
For a moment, everyone was whispering.
"It seems that there is not."
"The closest one is the one custom-made for a friend by master 'Pousen' three years ago, but...a long tail and a trailing yarn, eight poles can't be beaten quickly."
Feng Yinyin watched the people talking more and more loudly, and gave Li Li a hard look.
The latter was taken aback, so he could only bite the bullet and follow her instructions, "What if it's a fake! This must be the manuscript she submitted earlier for the competition!"
The man's cold words were majestic and made the host tremble.
"Mo, President Mo, she violated the regulations, even if she is not blocked, she will still be punished. You can't protect her at will, it's unfair."
"I am here, it is fair!"
Mo Junzhe glanced over, and the host immediately shut up, not daring to breathe, and just kept looking at Feng Yinyin and then drifted over.
She was going all out, avoiding Mo Junzhe's indifferent eyes, and said to the people outside, "Plagiarizing design drafts is a taboo in the industry, if she is not punished today, who else in the circle is willing to create originality and work hard?
"Senior Feng is right...President Mo, don't favor individuals!"
"Bai Xiran, do you dare to do it or not?"
Bai Xiran looked at Feng Yinyin angrily, she didn't understand, what kind of hatred does this woman have with herself, and how about targeting her to death?
Then he raised his chin and said with grievance in his voice, "Uncle Mo, I didn't..."
"I know."
A sentence of attack came like a tide, but the man in the center of the storm was still standing tall, protecting the little woman in his arms, with a gentle voice.
Until he took her hand and went straight to the stage.
"Cousin, you..."
Bai Xiran was so nervous all of a sudden, she wanted to break free, but the man's hand was so strong that she couldn't exert any strength at all.
At this time, Mo Junzhe had already pulled Bai Xiran to sit down on one side, and his sense of killing did not disappear for a moment. He raised his cold eyes slightly, "Chief judge, bring up the manuscript."
He has a warm voice, but sitting in the judges' seat, those few words that are light and fluffy make the people around him shudder!
The members of the jury didn't dare to make a sound at the moment, they just went to the backstage to find the manuscript silently.
A manuscript was sent up quickly.
The manuscripts submitted by everyone have their signatures and seals, plus their handwriting. Bai Xiran saw the look in the man's hand and nodded, "It's mine."
What she designed was a sample of a wedding dress. Although few people would use it in competitions because of the complicated styles and not easy to come up with new ideas, she had already drafted this design and prepared it for a long time.
After Mo Junzhe saw the manuscript, his condensed handsome face raised, and he quietly looked at the nine judges standing beside him, "How is it?"
"The design is novel, the concept is outstanding, and the details are also exquisite. It is a good design. This competition...can be ranked in the top three."
The man's long fingers clasped the cuffs, gently rubbing the edge of the fabric.
Then he looked at the person who spoke, "Is there any plagiarism?"
The chief judge lowered his head, not daring to speak, but silently looked at Feng Yinyin.
Mo Junzhe's thin lips showed a hint of coldness, he was not in a hurry, he just waved his hand slowly, "It says that the copy is from Master 'Pu Sen', who has a very high reputation in designing the wedding series of 'Pu Sen', everyone here must have seen it." Yes. There are more than 1000 people in the venue, who will tell me which year, which season and which time the design of the master was copied?"
Bai Xiran's design draft was projected on the big screen.
Anyone who is more experienced in the audience can tell with sharp eyes. Although it is also a wedding dress with similar lace and neckline design, it is a copy...
For a moment, everyone was whispering.
"It seems that there is not."
"The closest one is the one custom-made for a friend by master 'Pousen' three years ago, but...a long tail and a trailing yarn, eight poles can't be beaten quickly."
Feng Yinyin watched the people talking more and more loudly, and gave Li Li a hard look.
The latter was taken aback, so he could only bite the bullet and follow her instructions, "What if it's a fake! This must be the manuscript she submitted earlier for the competition!"
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