Coupled with the jewelry that mirrored each other, this moment of Linda, as if a goddess who came step by step from the universe, made people unable to move their eyes.
Violet looked at the seriousness of the crowd, as well as the seriousness of the judges, and Aimee looked at each other, knowing that this round was a sure thing.
On the other hand, Anna and Lancer on the other side were blushing.
They saw that Linda's walk on stage was almost over, and there was no difference, and their expressions could not help but get anxious.
"Hey, is that whatever powder you're carrying real or fake?" Lancer asked Anna, lowering her voice in displeasure.
Anna wrinkled her nose and replied, "It must be true, I've already used that stuff and it will have an effect within ten minutes at the latest."
"But it's long past ten minutes now, but Linda hasn't done anything different at all." Lancer stomped her foot impatiently.
Violet and the girls weren't late for the show, and now Linda didn't make a fool of herself walking, so they'll definitely get high marks.
Their plan, then, was a complete failure.
Anna deadpanned her lower lip, "How do I know she's not different, reacting to the fact that I've been drugged, in this case, either she's too tolerant or the drug has worn off."
"Hmph, you're practically useless, I should have known better than to do what I wanted to do myself and cut up their gowns and jewelry with scissors." Lancer huffed.
Anna got angry, "Cut up? If you cut up the dress and jewelry in a place like the dressing room, you think Violet and the girls won't immediately think that it was the person in the dressing room who did it? When she checks, do you think we can hide? At least my medicine won't destroy their gowns and jewelry, and they won't think that someone has tampered with their gowns and jewelry, at most they will think that Linda has eaten the wrong thing and is allergic to it, so our method, who is safe in the end!"
"So what if it's safe, it still doesn't do anything at all!" Lancer sneered.
Anna squeezed her palms, "I'm not bothering you."
There was an infighting between the two.
And the scene was all seen by the people in the surveillance room.
The people in the monitoring room had long been greeted by Fraser and had been watching the two of them, in order to keep the two of them from stepping out of the monitoring range, lest it would be bad to make an arrest.
When the curtain comes down on the walk, the competition organizers, on their side, will immediately grab these two men.
Soon the runway was over and all the models came out for the curtain call.
The designers are also going on stage, standing next to their respective models and taking curtain calls together.
And after the curtain call, it's time for the judges to score and decide this quarterfinalist's right to go out.
There are only three finalists for the right to play, and those three, the final candidates for first, second and third place.
So this competition is a most important competition for all the designers.
Because once you get the right to play, it means the third place is secure, even if you don't get the first runner-up in the end, a third place is enough to gain a worldwide glory.
So the designers present, one by one, held their breath for fear that if they breathed too loudly, they wouldn't hear if they won or not.
"Violet, I'm so nervous." Aimee pulled Violet's hand, her palms sweating.
Violet patted the back of her hand, "Don't be nervous, our right to play is secure."
Anna, who was standing next to her, heard this and her eyes narrowed, dropping her eyelids in unsure thought.
Aimee smiled, "You betcha."
She had just seen the looks on the judges' faces, and they were all nodding, so she had guessed that they would advance.
As expected, the host stepped up to the catwalk with the final list of advancement and then began announcing the groups that had advanced.
Violet and Aimee are the third group.
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