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Chapter 487

Song Hongfeng's words instantly detonated the entire audience.

The live broadcast room exploded instantly: "Wow, Song Hongfeng is so brave. She dared to confess her love in front of so many people."

"From now on, I have a second reason to like stars and starry sky."

"I am so envious of the man who is loved by Song Hongfeng. He must be the happiest man in the world."

"Oh my god, I'm so envious of the man who was loved by Song Hongfeng. He must have saved the entire galaxy in his last life."

"Can't anyone discuss the dress on the model? It's so beautiful, my heart is going to be drunk."

At the direction of the director, the host asked Song Hongfeng several more questions, and then said: "Okay, now let's enter the scoring process. Let's take a look at the judges' evaluation of Designer Song's work."

The judges quickly showed the score cards in their hands.

The host looked at the scores written on it and became excited one by one: "10 points, 10 points, 9.5 points, 9 points, 10 points. There are three perfect scores in total, and the total score is 48.5 points! This is the highest since this rematch.

Even looking at the entire Fengshang Fashion Design Competition in the semi-finals, this score can be ranked in the top ten. It seems that this time Designer Song is very hopeful to win the first place in the semi-finals."

"This is all agreed upon by everyone." Song Hongfeng said politely, but in fact her eyes were full of pride.

She was just as the host thought, the first place in this competition must be hers.

After the host chatted with Song Hongfeng for a few words, he announced that he would continue to show the next work due to time constraints.

However, before the host made the announcement, Song Hongfeng knew that the next work would be Murong Rong's.

Yes, this arrangement was intentional by Song Hongfeng.

She was sure that Murong Rong couldn't make any good works out of that dress.

Maybe when mixed with other people, the work can barely be considered good, but if it is behind her work, the comparison will definitely be very harsh.

This is Song Hongfeng's purpose.

She wanted to tell everyone that Murong Rong was not a genius designer at all, and she wanted to let Rong Jiuci know that Murong Rong's so-called talent was nothing compared to her.

Players in the viewing area have already begun to observe a moment of silence for Murong Rong.

But unbeknownst to them, the audience in the live broadcast room had already become excited.

Others don't know that they have watched it from beginning to end. Although they have not seen it completely, they also know how amazing Murong Rong's works are.

Some viewers who came late were a little confused when they saw this: "Haven't Song Hongfeng's works been displayed before? Why are everyone still so excited?"

"You should be excited to witness the ugliest work for yourself."

"To be honest, I quite like Murong Rong's works. I hope Murong Rong won't be too bad this time. Otherwise, how can he be worthy of my liking?"

"Murong Rong is going to be embarrassed this time. I wonder if Mr. Rong will still like her after she is so ugly? Probably not. After all, men from wealthy families are good at face."

"I hope not. Whenever I think of Mr. Rong, a flower planted on a pile of cow dung like Murong Rong, I feel very uncomfortable."

When Rong Jiuci was mentioned, everyone in the live broadcast room couldn't help but ridicule Murong Rong.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, Murong Rong and Rong Jiuci were extremely unworthy.

In their eyes, Rong Jiuci and Murong Rong being together are no different than being lame.

Everyone is looking forward to it, wanting to see what kind of transcript Murong Rong can hand over.

However, they waited and waited and waited, but they didn't see the model come out.

The judges on the stage couldn't help but be a little confused, the spectators in the audience also became commotion, and the netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't bear to curse.

"What's going on with Murong Rong? Are you trying to be a big star?"

"Playing like a big name? You have to be a big name to play it. What kind of big name is Murong Rong? If you don't want to compare, just say so. There is no need to make everyone wait."

"I have never hated a person so much. Murong Rong did it. She is really outstanding."

"Where is the program team? What are you doing? Why don't you hurry up and let the next group of contestants appear? Please don't waste everyone's time, okay?"

Song Hongfeng looked at the insults against Murong Rong on her phone and raised the corners of her mouth secretly.

right.

That's it.

Everyone should come and scold Murong Rong.

She believed that as long as more people scolded him, Rong Jiuci would wake up.

However, she is different from others.

She didn't want Murong Rong to withdraw from this competition.

After all, only Murong Rong wearing that ridiculous dress can make her look even better.

Only when she walks out in a sky-high dress can her painstaking design be realized.

Suddenly the music changed.

This is the sound of all the models walking out wearing the clothes the contestants are going to show off.

Song Hongfeng felt even happier.

Sure enough, God was on her side.

As expected, Murong Rong was unwilling to give up and walked out.

Song Hongfeng leaned back into her chair, pretending to be watching a good show.

However, when she saw the person coming out, the smile on Song Hongfeng's face froze.

The person who walked out wearing Murong Rong's dress was not Murong Rong, but Cheng Lin.

How could it be Cheng Lin?

Soon Song Hongfeng no longer cared about being upset because the person who appeared was Cheng Lin. Her attention was attracted by the dress she was wearing.

The fluorescent rose-red dress was already dotted with large and small white flowers. They were densely spaced, and the leaves dotted on the side were as light as feathers. They trembled as Cheng Lin moved, as if they were blowing in the wind.

quivering petals.

This dress is so beautiful that it looks like a dream, just like a fairy dress in a fairy tale.

No.

It is a fairy skirt. Only fairies can have such beautiful clothes.

Especially when Cheng Lin wore it and stepped on high heels, crushing the glass beads scattered on the catwalk, tiny crystals of light splashed out.

Beautiful and powerful, it makes people fascinated.

The T stage at this moment is no longer a T stage used to display works, but the Victoria's Secret show that attracts worldwide attention.

Cheng Lin’s reputation as runway queen is well-deserved.

The catwalk was not long, and it only took a minute to go back and forth. She had already stopped next to the host.

The host had seen a lot of the world. After she came to her senses, she walked over with her skirt in hand.

Her face was full of amazement: "This is simply a work of art. It is so beautiful that it takes my breath away."

The closer the distance is, the greater the impact this dress will have on people.

The host said self-deprecatingly: "Standing next to Queen Cheng, I feel like a disgraced maid."

Cheng Lin didn't care about the host's praise and just said: "When you invite the designer, please clean the glass beads on the catwalk. People might slip and fall."

Cheng Lin was so bold not only to stand up for Murong Rong, but more importantly, she wanted to express her dissatisfaction.

Even though she was walking very steadily just now, she actually almost fell down several times just now.

She didn't know whose intention it was to sprinkle the glass beads on the stage, but no matter who it was, it seemed stupid to her.

The host was surprised when he realized there were glass beads on the stage.

Thinking that Murong Rong was still carrying a baby in her belly, cold sweat broke out on her back. If Murong Rong accidentally fell down, this competition would become a big joke.

The host did not dare to neglect and immediately asked the staff to deal with it, and then personally invited Murong Rong to the center of the stage.


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