The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210: 202 Slap it on Zhong Zhiwan’s face [2 updates]

Hearing such a remark out of the blue, Xiu Yu gasped sharply.

In the past, she would have thought Ying Zijin was joking.

But not this time.

A casually drawn oil painting had attracted the attention of a distinguished professor from the O continent’s Royal Academy of Arts; designing clothes would surely be no harder.

Xiu Yu glanced around, lowering her voice, “Daddy Ying, when did you sneak into Chuguang Media?”

“Not sneaking,” Ying Zijin yawned lazily, “I did it openly and aboveboard.”

“Sigh, I also want to get into Chuguang Media,” Xiu Yu said eagerly, “Daddy Ying, how about after I graduate I go work as a junior cleaner at Chuguang Media, just to clean the rooms for our kids?”

Jiang Ran, who was on the verge of falling asleep, perked up a bit at her words, “What? You want to do cleaning work? Then come to my house, I’ll pay you a hundred thousand a month.” _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}

With a ‘pop’, Xiu Yu smacked an apple onto Jiang Ran’s head.

Ying Zijin turned her head to glance at the two of them, her thoughts inscrutable.

There was no doubt Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu came from the imperial capital.

But their reasons and objectives remained unknown.

Ying Zijin’s eyes slightly lowered.

Jiang Ran practiced ancient martial arts and was inevitably linked to the Ancient Martial World; he was no ordinary person.

With her current power of Divine Calculation, she indeed couldn’t deduce any significant information.

Moreover, there was another strain of inner strength within Jiang Ran’s body that did not belong to him, clearly from a stronger ancient martial artist.

As for Xiu Yu, she reminded Ying Zijin of a major clan from the imperial capital.

“Ah, I’m quite a mean person, I take joy in others’ misfortunes,” Xiu Yu said with glee, “I’m really eager to see what expression Zhong Zhiwan has.”

As if to fulfill her wish, the live broadcast’s scene shifted at that moment.

The cameraman gave Zhong Zhiwan a full-frame close-up.

On screen, Zhong Zhiwan’s face was pale as paper, her sweat-drenched makeup making her look like a drowned rat.

Her teeth kept chattering, her body shaking like a sieve.

Zhong Zhiwan caught sight of the camera pointing at her, she wanted to flee, but everyone’s gaze was fixated on her.

Their eyes were filled with disgust, as if looking at some trash.

It was a spine-chilling sensation, burning hot.

At the judges’ seat, Martha stood up once again.

With a microphone in hand and a faint smile on her face, she said, “This ‘Four Spirits’ series from Chuguang Media is the best design I have seen in the several years I’ve been a judge.”

“It’s unique and fresh; it almost made me believe that this designer from Hua Country had truly seen these Divine Beasts.”

As her voice resonated, the big screens on both sides displayed the information of the Chuguang Media designer.

There was no photo, no gender.

Just a single word.

Charm.

“Unfortunately, she couldn’t be here because of some matters,” Martha continued, “but that doesn’t stop her from owning the first place in this competition.”

No one wanted to argue.

Let alone four dresses, even just one taken out would outshine all the others.

“So, Zhong Zhiwan—” Martha’s gaze shifted, and her smile instantly faded, “I asked you before if you were sure that the dress was your design, and you answered ‘yes’, very firmly.”

“I, I didn’t…” Zhong Zhiwan was in a state of panic, she took several breaths before she could barely calm herself, “It was my design, I never expected it to collide with the elements, to be so similar.”

With nowhere to retreat, she decided to fight a desperate battle.

Little did she know, Martha’s expression turned even colder, “At this point, you still won’t admit it, tech booth.”

At this command, the big screens displayed the four dresses from Chuguang Media.

The backstage staff zoomed in on the patterns of each dress.

“Please look,” Martha raised her hand, “I had to consult with Chuguang Media to find out that there’s more than meets the eye with these four dresses.”

“This pattern is not just for aesthetics; it also contains the designer’s name in Hua Country’s seal script.”

On the big screen, the pattern was outlined emphatically.

At this moment, Martha added, “Now please take a look at Luxurious Embroidery’s dress.”

The big screen split in two, the right side displaying Luxurious Embroidery’s dress with the pattern enlarged as well.

To the people of Hua Country, seal script wasn’t as recognizable as regular script and somewhat abstract.

But that didn’t stop them from seeing that the patterns on both sides were identical.

This was irrefutable evidence of plagiarism.

[Wow, I’ve never seen such shameless behavior, plagiarizing is bad enough, but to bite the bullet and not admit it, where’s the pride?]