A week later, after a week of judging all the entries by the Internet and the examiners, 15 winning works were finally selected. In order to create an atmosphere, the organizers finally invited the top 30 finalists and people from all walks of life to participate in the evening of the design competition to announce the award.
At six p.m., a car pulled up on the red carpet. The door opened and a pair of silver high heels stepped on the carpet. Then up were spindly and white legs. In a silky black dress, the legs were more white and delicate.
The onlookers were stunned. Looking at the woman in the black dress, people were amazed and even the photographer forgot to take a picture.
“What are you waiting for? Take pictures!” At the editor’s urging, the photographer quickly focused on the woman, who was like coming out of the painting, pressing the shutter.
“Who is she? She is not inferior to those online celebrity with a huge fan base!” “I don’t know.” “I don’t know either.”
The crowd shook their heads, all saying that they did not know the woman. People's heated discussions attracted attention from inside. Charlotte looked sideways and just saw Rita in a black dress on the red carpet.
At the moment, Rita was like a black swan, elegant and noble. Especially her exquisite face, with the berry red lips, was full of charisma, remarkable like a queen. Suddenly, Charlotte’s eyes filled with crazy jealousy and her hands clenched.
"Oh, I did not expect that the cripple could even fish in troubled waters and reach the top 30." It seems that he noticed that she looked bad, the baseball guy Duke Hall flattered, "However, she can only be 30. And you are absolutely the first!"
Hearing this, Charlotte felt a little more comfortable. She took her eyes away from Rita and pretended to smile modestly, "Duke Hall, don't say that. Everything is unknown before the name of the competition is announced."
"Charlotte, don't be modest! I've asked around. Several judges praised your entries! Sir, I also think that you will win this award! "
The tutor excitedly patted Charlotte on the shoulder, saying, "You are my best student. Be confident!" Hearing his words, Charlotte felt more confident. It seemed that she would be the winner of this competition.
Rita heard their conversation. She was numb because she seemed to be attacked all the time. At the moment, there was no anger on her face, only calm.
In high-heeled shoes, Rita felt painful at every step. She walked to her seat slowly.
"Yech, I wonder who the one dress in such a tacky and gaudy manner is. Unexpectedly, it is you, my classmate, Rita!" As she sat down, she was mocked by Duke on her right.
Rita opened her frown and looked at him. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "Duke, you have no taste and you are blind. I don't blame you, but don't forget that after our bet. If I win the first prize, you will eat shit live!"
"You!!!” Duke was furious at having been scolded severely. If there were not so many people watching him, he would never have spared the viper.
He said through gritted teeth, "Rita, it's unfair for the bet!" "Why, back out?" Rita looked at him askance, who was gnashing his teeth.
Duke got heated immediately. "Who goes back on it, I just say unfair!" "And then?" Rita said indifferently, with a calm face.
"If you don't win the big prize, you'll quit school and get out of the University of F City!!! If I lose, live eat shit!” He snorted in bluster.
"Yes, only Charlotte’s name hasn’t been read now. It seems that this grand prize must belong to you!" The tutor on one side also echoed, and see her with relief. "Charlotte, you really do not let me down."
"Thanks to your help and guidance!" Charlotte did not pretend to be modest this time, but acquiesced to their speculation.
‘Some contestants who are not as good as her had prizes. With her strength, she must rank at the top. Now, only number one has not been released.’ At the thought of this, Charlotte was so happy that she began to tidy her dress, and even to organize words for the speech. She smiled.
And at this time, Rita slightly clenched her hands. With Charlotte’s name not appearing and only one place left, although she seemed calm, she began to worry.
‘She has fast practices, but it seems that she still can't beat Charlotte having solid basic skills. Is she doomed to lose?’ At this moment, Rita became more nervous because of the music of the heartbeat on the stage.
"The winner of this design competition is... Brown... Rita Brown!" After keeping the crowd guessing, the host said the name. "Congratulations, Rita Brown. You win the first prize in the design competition!"
Hearing this, Rita was stunned. ‘The first is... It's her!’ All of a sudden, she soothed her nerves, and she could not help smiling.
‘She won, she won! She's number one!’ Excited for a while, she regained her composure.
Suddenly, she looked at Duke, who was dumbfounded. Her eyes narrowed. "Duke, I'm looking forward to your live broadcast!"
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