Grandpa Fu's palm

Chapter 330
Everyone in the audience looked at the two works on display and couldn't help whispering. Everyone has different considerations about who will win the final championship.

"If everyone really can't make a decision, I think we can only use the fairest way. It's decided by voting. What's your opinion?"

The host asked for everyone's opinions on the stage.

"Yes, I agree." Fu Yanhan, who has always been taciturn, took the lead in agreeing to the proposal: "However, since our judges cannot come to a conclusion on who is the champion, then the voting rights this time will be given to everyone present."

As soon as Fu Yanhan's words fell, the scene became noisy again.

So, this time the champion of the design competition, the jury gave up the selection, should everyone present choose it?
Since the start of the design competition, this is the first time that such a situation has occurred, and everyone is eager to try it.

"Okay, since all the judges and guests have no objections, then we will adopt Mr. Fu's suggestion. This year's design champion will be born in everyone's vote."

Following the host's announcement, the two works were directly presented on the big screen in the venue by means of a projector.

In this way, even if the seats are relatively remote or all personnel who did not see the works clearly just now, they can clearly see the two entries.

"Now, please vote for these two entries. Everyone put a flower under the work you like. When the time comes, we will count which work has more flowers under it, and which work will win the championship."

After the host finished speaking, some people stepped forward to vote for the works in their minds.

Some of these people are from famous families in the city, and some are in the jewelry business. As long as they can come to this venue, they don't necessarily understand jewelry, but they must understand the world.

In No. 1, one is the second young lady of the Fu family who is almost certain, and the other is a girl from a small family that is not known. Everyone knows who they should vote for.

Therefore, after a while, many flowers have piled up under Zheng Siman's works, and Xia An'an, perhaps because the style of her works is not too bright, the number of flowers under her works is compared with Zheng Siman's. Very little.

"Go, go and work hard for An Anga."

Jing Nuan stood up without hesitation.

She didn't immediately go to the area where the works were voted on, but went to the judges' seat first, and had a conversation with Fu Yanhan.

Although the scene was quite noisy, the scene of these two people talking and laughing at the scene still caught the eyes of many people.

This young lady of the Fu family should also vote for Zheng Siman, after all, she will be a sister-in-law in the future, no matter how the relationship is in private, in such an occasion, she will always give her family some face.

Everyone thought so, but unexpectedly, when Jing Nuan walked to the voting area, he directly voted the flowers in his hand to Xia An'an.

"What's going on, don't they have a good relationship?"

"What kind of family are they? Even if they have a bad relationship, they won't show it on such an occasion."

"Then it can't be said that the young lady of the Fu family accidentally voted wrong."

"Are we on the wrong team? We wanted to cheer for Young Master Fu. Could it be that the Fu family doesn't like this marriage?"

Although it was just a short move, in the eyes of such a wealthy family, when everyone was watching their movements, it had to be associated.

For a moment, many people who originally planned to vote for Zheng Siman chose to follow Jing Nuan without hesitation.

After all, just now, Jing Nuan was chatting and laughing with Fu Yanhan, which shows that the two have a good relationship.

Under such circumstances, who would want to offend Jing Nuan and Fu Yanhan?
Zheng Siman looked at Jing Nuan's leaving back, then looked at the more and more flowers under Xia An'an's works, showing a vicious back, but then turned to the public, with a friendly smile on his face, waiting Everyone's judgment.

The crowd who voted gradually left. Although some people followed Jing Nuan and voted for Xia An'an, compared with Zheng Siman, there was still some gap.

"Are there any friends who want to continue voting?"

Looking at the flowers under the two works, everyone present knew who the champion was.

Zheng Siman also showed an expression of being determined to win.

Sure enough, as long as he knew the daily activities of Fu Yanhan and Jing Nuan, these awards, which are extremely difficult to achieve in front of the world, did not expect to be so easy.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Xia An'an who was at the side.

Even with Jing Nuan's help, so what, in the end he was not defeated.

Thinking of this, she straightened her back even more, ready to accept congratulations from people.

"Wait a minute, why are you plagiarizing?"

The people in front of the voting area were almost gone, and when the host was about to count the votes, a discordant voice suddenly remembered.

I saw a white-haired old man sitting in a wheelchair pushed in by a young man.

"Plagiarism?"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the blue, which shocked everyone present in an instant.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you say I plagiarized, do you have evidence?"

Seeing that the champion is about to be him, but at the most critical moment, he is suddenly attacked like this, and no one can stand it.

Looking at the old man in the wheelchair again, his well-dressed but wrinkled face and his excited expression made it hard to notice if there was any identity behind him.

After all, who can enter this occasion today, who is either rich or expensive.

"Evidence, young man, without evidence, does it count as plagiarism?"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Zheng Siman's uncontrollable questioning, the old man seemed more excited than Zheng Siman. If it wasn't for the inconvenient legs and feet, the old man seemed to wish he could stand up at this moment and go on stage to have a good talk with Zheng Siman. Mann theory.

"Old Fang, why are you here?"

At this time, everyone's attention was drawn to the dispute in front of them.

A work that was about to win the championship turned out to be plagiarism.

A white-haired old man with unknown identity suddenly appeared.

Now, there is another good show to watch.

"Xiao Fang, I never expected to see you again after so many years."

At this time, another excited voice also remembered.

The white-haired old man was called Xiao Fang, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw that he is very famous in the entire luxury goods industry, he personally organizes and hosts every jewelry competition, and everyone in the entire fashion industry plays the role of the president who acts on his face, and walked over excitedly.

Two gray-haired old men embraced each other.

"I have said many times before that I want to come to the city where you are to hold an exhibition, but seeing that you are not in good health, I dare not let you come. Why did you come in person?"

"We have been friends for so many years. How could I not come to the exhibition you personally held?"

(End of this chapter)