Ellen's eyes look at the back of their leaving. Unexpectedly, it's clearly that she takes Wen Shuyue to satirize one side of her lips. She finally understands what it's like to be attacked by sick keyboard man. And these people seem to know more about her than she does. She didn't know that her midterm match had been cancelled, so they burst out.

Just thinking about it, the mobile phone rings suddenly. As soon as Wen Shuyue looks at it, she sees that the design has been called by the official phone, and an unknown premonition suddenly comes to her mind.

"Hello, are you wen Shuyue, the contestant of oder fashion design cup?"

"I am." Wen Shuyue answered calmly, but he was already worried.

"Well, our judges discussed it again and found that your works were suspected of plagiarism in many places. So we decided to cancel your final qualification first The people over there said slowly.