Pennie's face was gloomy.
Violet found it funny when looking at her.
Finally, Pennie got up. " Miss Hunt, I'm going to the bathroom."
"Okay." Violet nodded and looked at her back, smiling.
Did she really go to the bathroom?
Maybe only Pennie knew that she was going to the bathroom or going to deal with Luna.
Shaking her head, Violet collected her thoughts and continued to watch the show without thinking too much.
Half an hour later, the show was over. All the models stood on the runway, making the last pose before the final curtain.
Although Linda was not at the forefront of the runway, she was standing in the middle.
The dress on her body and the charm she showed herself would not lose attention because of where she stood.
The judges walked around the models with notebooks to score them.
After they walked around, the judges gathered together and began to discuss how to group the designers.
The designers looked particularly nervous under the stage.
Violet was also getting tense. She was eager to know which group she would be put into.
Time ticked by, and finally, the judges finished their discussions and gave the results to the host.
After the host took over the result, he began to announce the list, starting from Group F and to Group A.
Violet didn't hear her name from Group F to Group B, so she smiled with relief.
She already figured that she was in Group A.
Sure enough, when the host announced the people who were in Group A, he read Violet's name.
Violet clasped her hands together excitedly.
"Congratulations, Miss Hunt." Pennie, who was next to her, said abruptly to congratulate her.
But Violet could still sense the sourness in her tone and smiled blandly, "Thank you, and congratulations to you, Miss Hamilton."
Pennie froze.
Congratulations?
She was assigned to Group B.
Was Violet congratulating her or trying to mock her?
Pennie clenched her fists, feeling furious. But she still wore a smile on her face, "Thank you, Miss Hunt, but this time I didn’t perform well, so I was assigned to Group B. I can’t compete with you in the same group. What a pity."
Violet lifted her hair and said, "Miss Hamilton, don't be so pessimistic. In each round of the competition, people who get the last two spots in each group will be eliminated, and the top two can enter a higher group. Miss Hamilton, you still have a chance to get into Group A. "
There were a total of six groups, ranging from A to F. In each round, the last two people of each group would be eliminated, so each group would have two empty spots.
In other words, the top two of Group B could enter Group A, and the top two of Group C could enter Group B, and so on. Eventually, the groups would be gradually reduced. This was the current competition rule.
Hence, Pennie was truly likely to get into Group A.
Pennie lowered her head and chuckled, "Then I would like to thank Miss Hunt for your good words."
"I'm not being perfunctory. Miss Hamilton, you do have the ability. You have great designs. You're just not really good at tailoring. If you use better design to make up for it, it is not impossible for you to get a higher score," Violet said while staring at her.
A shadow of disquiet flickered over Pennie's face. "You're right."
"Okay, Miss Hamilton. I won't bother you now. I'll go to eat something first." Violet saw Linda coming over and then said goodbye to Pennie.
Pennie nodded. "Okay."
Violet was gone.
Pennie stared at her, feeling a bit worried.
Violet mentioned her tailoring just now. Did she discover anything?
That was impossible. She changed her style. It was impossible for Violet to doubt that.
After all, it was too unbelievable. Normal people wouldn't even think about that.
Maybe she was overthinking. Violet was simply surprised by her clumsy tailoring skills.
Violet and Linda gathered together.
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