The Outcast Heiress’s Secret Identities
Chapter 438 - Chapter 438 0436 1 minute

Chapter 438: 0436 1 minute Chapter 438: 0436 1 minute “All right, up next we have a design by Miss Xinyan Su. As everyone knows, Miss Su is the youngest contestant ever in the history of the World Designer Competition and our country’s leading figure in the fashion industry. It remains to be seen what scores the judges will give her…”

They passed the design sketches and design concepts to the judges’ table. The judges first studied the design sketches and then considered the design concepts. Although they didn’t say much, their facial expressions showed satisfaction.

“Are you heart?”

Xinyan Su nodded.

The judge looked at her, “Can you explain your design concept?”

Xinyan’s face lit up, and she excitedly looked towards Gu Heng. Gu Heng’s expression was tender, offering her a reassuring look.

She took a deep breath and instantly felt full of confidence.

“My design incorporates minor adjustments to this competition’s theme, making it visually oriented. Given the increasing ubiquity of fashion today, many garments in everyday life are gradually shifting towards the visually oriented trend. This is an inevitable direction, and both practicality and visual appeal represent another form of ‘Encounter’.”

The judge nodded slightly, “Hmm, that’s a very good idea.”

From start to finish, Song Guan and Hu Jialiang did not offer any commentary. Song Guan was holding Su Xinyan’s design sketches, and Hu Jialiang was holding her written design concept.

As the Vice Chairman of the Hua Country Fashion Association, he was always sensitive to matters of fashion. He furrowed his brows upon hearing Xinyan Su’s presentation.

“All right, now let’s have the judges give their scores.”

The judges whispered among themselves, exchanging opinions. It wasn’t long before they had chosen their scorecards.

The first judge revealed their score: 9 points.

Then the second one: 9 points.

The third one: 9 points.

The rest followed suit with 9 points each.

“My goodness, all eight judges have given 9 points–could this be the highest score of the day?”

“As expected of heart, such a score is simply phenomenal!”

“There’s no need to say it, she’s definitely in first place. Su Xinyan is just too formidable, how can the other contestants even compete?”

The results weren’t out yet, but the crowd had already begun to offer their congratulations. Hearing this, the corners of Xinyan Su’s lips curled up in an arc that hinted at victory. She lifted her chin slightly, holding the certainty of triumph.

“Now only Director Song and Chairman Hu have yet to score. I wonder what scores they will give Miss Xinyan.”

Both of them had exemplified the word “strict” to the fullest today, and Su Xinyan’s design had been unanimously accepted by all the other judges.

It was uncertain whether her design would catch the eyes of these two!

“Next, let’s see what scores Director Song and Chairman Hu will give–”

Everyone held their breath subconsciously, focusing intently, feeling nervous for Su Xinyan as they awaited the scores from the two judges.

Song Guan slowly raised his scorecard, and the number on it excited the host.

“10 points! Director Song gives a perfect score of 10 points!!”

A hint of a victorious smile appeared on Su Xinyan’s face.

And from the audience, there came a burst of exclamations!

“Damn, a 10 point score?”

“This is the only 10 point score in the whole competition!”

“More than that, the highest score Director Song had given today was previously only 5 points, you know?”

The scene became chaotic for a moment, and seeing this, the host quickly spoke up:

“Everyone, please quiet down. Next, let’s see what score Chairman Hu will give…”

All eyes again turned towards Hu Jialiang.

“Chairman Hu wouldn’t also give a 10, would he?”

“It’s very possible, especially since even Director Song, who’s so strict, gave a 10.”

“Su Xinyan is truly something else, an absolute winner in life.”

All attention was fixed as Hu Jialiang slowly lifted his scorecard.

The host promptly spoke in a serious tone, without even looking at the card:

“Congratulations to our Miss Xinyan Su in advance. The score given by Chairman Hu is 1… err…” (Here, please follow with a reading of “ten…”).

“10” was about to slip from the host’s lips, but a glimpse of the score from the corner of his eye stopped the words in their tracks.

F*ck!!

What’s going on?

He didn’t see that wrong, did he? 1 point?

That’s the lowest score in the history of today’s competition.

Gu Heng’s face suddenly darkened; the score on the card was equivalent to a slap in the face for both him and Su Xinyan.

The spring breeze of satisfaction on Su Xinyan’s face instantly stiffened, her smile frozen, her complexion deathly pale.

After the commotion, the venue was now deadly silent.

After a long while.

“Chairman Hu’s score is… 1 point?”

“Su Xinyan only got 1 point? Has it really gotten this strict?”

“But that’s not right, Chairman Hu has been giving at least 2 points to everyone else.”

“So, is Su Xinyan the lowest score under Chairman Hu’s judging?”

The atmosphere was awkward.

Doesn’t this imply that in Chairman Hu’s mind, Su Xinyan’s design was even worse than that of an average designer?

The heart that had been on an international stage now failed to win the recognition of the president of the Fashion Association.

This was no longer about face-slapping, it was a heart-stabbing accusation!

Song Guan glanced at Hu Jialiang with a brooding look, his expression dark.

Feeling indignant, Su Xinyan was far from convinced. Biting her teeth in frustration, she eventually could not hold back, stood up, and, with unwillingness in her eyes, questioned Hu Jialiang:

“Chairman Hu, may I know what about my design dissatisfied you? Why did you give me such a low score?”

She was aware that the gentleman before her was the president of the Hua Country Fashion Association, understood his status in the circle, and was even more keenly aware that she had to be cautious and humble when speaking to him.

But she really couldn’t help it!

Why?

Her design was clearly the best, so why did it receive the lowest score?

She wouldn’t accept it!

With displeasure, Su Xinyan stared at Hu Jialiang, determined to get an explanation. Gu Heng’s gaze also rested on him.

Not only that, but at this moment, the eyes of everyone in the audience were also on him.

Hu Jialiang raised his head to look at her, furrowing his brow, and after a long while he finally spoke indifferently:

“There is nothing wrong with your design itself.”

His response caused everyone present to pause.

Before Su Xinyan could retort, she heard him continue:

“Furthermore, there is nothing wrong with your design concept. Your biggest problem today is that your brain has issues.”

“…”

“…”

“Pfft…”

Your brain has issues?

Everyone was holding back laughter, looking as though they wanted to laugh but dared not to.

Su Xinyan trembled with rage!

Hu Jialiang gave her a look, then continued:

“Tell me, where does your design align with the concept you submitted? This design, instead of highlighting a transformatory visual, expresses a strong sense of yearning and missing, but also radiates a kind of hopelessness that seems insurmountable, as if never being able to meet…”

“Your concept appears more like something copied from a website, forcibly merged together, like two unrelated people awkwardly paired with each other, giving off a very bizarre feeling.”