Carl had just heard those people belittling Victoria and was about to step forward to confront them, but Arnold beat her to it.
Now that Arnold had intimidated those people, Carl had no one to confront, so he took out her phone and opened the video recording mode to capture Victoria's design draft and show it to Jack later.
On the stage, Leonardo looked at Victoria with a face full of contempt. "Ha, in less than twenty minutes, what good design can you come up with? Displaying it would only bring shame upon yourself!"
Victoria looked over with a light gaze. "What's wrong? Are you afraid to even look at the design draft I drew in twenty minutes?"
Leonardo choked and sat up straight, glaring angrily. "Am I afraid to look? Let me tell you, I joined this design exchange to challenge Ivy! Who knows, maybe even the current Ivy can't compare to me. Am I supposed to be afraid of an unknown little designer like you?"
"Huh, since you're not afraid of embarrassing yourself and making the Newtopian team lose face, then go ahead and display your design draft! I want to see what amazing work you can create in twenty minutes!"
Leonardo deliberately emphasized the word "amazing," clearly being sarcastic.
Victoria glanced at Leonardo as if appraising him, and only then did she look at him directly. Her tone suddenly turned icy. "You're not qualified to challenge Ivy."
After saying that, Victoria prepared to showcase her design draft.
Beside her, Amelia, who had stolen Victoria's previous design works, knew better than anyone that Victoria was skilled in clothing design, and her designs were excellent!
Now that Victoria was about to showcase her design draft, if Victoria drew it well and won against Leonardo...
No way!
Just the thought of it was hard for Amelia to accept.
She had just lost to Leonardo, and now Victoria was going to win against him right after. That would ruin her newly improved reputation!
A trace of resentment flashed in Amelia's eyes, as if she had been poisoned, revealing a sinister side.
She would rather see the Newtopian team lose to the foreign team, rather see the Newtopian designers being looked down upon by Leonardo and rather see the Newtopian design industry being insulted by foreigners, than see Victoria win against Leonardo!
Because Amelia was the 5th designer of the Newtopian team, while Victoria was the 6th, she sat next to Victoria.
Seeing that Victoria was about to showcase her design draft, Amelia immediately picked up the mineral water bottle on the table, unscrewed the cap pretending to take a sip, and when she put it back, she deliberately pushed it outwards. The bottle suddenly toppled over, the cap not tightened, causing water to splash out.
Some of the splashed water landed on Victoria's design draft, which was made of paper.
The water droplets caused the design drawing to blur.
This sudden turn of events stunned everyone present.
Amelia acted as if she had just realized she accidentally knocked over the water bottle, quickly stood up, her face full of guilt, almost crying. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally knocked over the water bottle just now, and the water spilled on your design draft... I'm really sorry!"
Victoria narrowed her eyes and looked expressionlessly at Amelia.
That gaze didn't seem to have much force, but Amelia's heart felt as if it had been tightly squeezed. The gaze that Victoria cast upon her was like a sharp ice blade, causing her heart to skip a beat for several seconds, and an involuntary chill ran down her spine...
The audience watching from below saw Victoria's design draft being wet with water, and their expectations for her plummeted even further.
They already thought that Victoria wouldn't be able to beat Leonardo with a design drawing done in twenty minutes, and now that it was wet, she definitely wouldn't stand a chance.
One judge impartially suggested, "This 6th designer, your design draft has been wet. Why don't you change the paper and redraw your previous design? The water stains affect the visual appeal."
After all, the paper was wet and the ink had blurred, affecting the overall look.
Victoria looked down at the wet paper, picked up a silver fine pen from the side, and casually made a few strokes on the paper before calmly saying, "No need to redraw, let it be like this."
As soon as she finished speaking, the entire venue fell into a stunned silence.
Especially Leonardo on the stage. After his initial surprise, a merciless sneer burst out from his mouth. "This little designer from the Newtopian team, remember that it was your choice not to redraw. Don't make excuses when you lose later!"
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