The host asked excitedly, "Congratulations to Miss Jiang Qianxue for winning the championship. Okay, now our championship, can you tell me where the inspiration for "femme fatale" comes from?"

Jiang Qianxue smiled and said confidently, "From the beauties in ancient times who harmed the country and the people, they were charming, evil, subverted the principles, and had all the power and love that women envied..."

When Jiang Nuan heard this meaning, she opened her eyes wide and was shocked.

If the name was accidentally changed by Jiang Qianxue, then what the hell is this meaning?

On the professional judges' seat, several judges looked at Jiang Qianxue's confident breasts, with a look of erratic expressions.

Jiang Qianxue did not notice the subtle movement. After saying all the thank you words, she won roaring applause from the audience.

"Goddess Qianxue! Come on! Take your "femme fatale" and enter the international world!"

Jiang Qianxue looked at Jiang Nuan proudly, and the other party was also looking at her, with a hint of strangeness in her calm eyes.

Is it because of resentment and resentment?

Jiang Qianxue thought to herself, would she feel so heartbroken that she was bleeding when she saw her win the championship with her hard work?

Jiang Qianxue whispered in her direction, "Nannuan, it doesn't matter if you fail this time, come on next time."

Her gentle and generous appearance instantly regained the negative impact that the incident at noon brought to her.

Jiang Nuan licked her lips, and a dark and shattered smile appeared on her face, "No need to be next time, it's enough."

Jiang Qianxue thought she was showing off her power, so she moved her eyes away and enjoyed it to the fullest, which belonged to the glory of the champion.

As the trophy was about to fall into Jiang Qianxue's hands, a sound suddenly appeared and easily overshadowed all the noise at the scene.

He also cut off Jiang Qianxue's hand that reached for the trophy.

"Add a few questions before you get this trophy."

Jiang Nuan, who had just stood up, looked at her eyes and sat back again.

Jiang Qianxue's expression froze and looked at the source of the sound with everyone on the scene.

In the audience, in an inconspicuous corner, a slightly decadent figure slowly stood up.

The moment he saw his appearance clearly, everyone at the scene gasped.

Jiang Nuan was also shocked for a moment.

This great god...

How could you come here?

Several professional judges, like burning their butts, bounced up from their seats and hurriedly met them.

"Why are you here?"

"Do you have any opinions on the design competition in Country Z?"

The man ignored everyone and walked straight towards Jiang Qianxue, "Someone told me that I could pick up treasures when I came here today. I did see...baby..."

Jiang Qianxue met the other party's eyes that were so empty that they were all despised, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Because of excitement!

This person is a world-famous "crazy"!

His position in the field of design is just as unshakable as Beethoven's position in the field of music.

In order to draw a picture, this man was less than 30 years old and turned white all over the night.

Jiang Qianxue suppressed her excitement and greeted her, "Master, if you have any questions, please ask me, I will definitely answer seriously."

The man pointed at the "femme fatale" behind her, his eyes as empty as his voice, "Who did this picture draw?"

Jiang Qianxue's face suddenly froze, and then she said firmly, "It was my juniors who drew it myself!"
Chapter completed!