Chapter 154 My Surname is Medici
If there's anyone who can get a perfect score from Steven Bass, it's Abella! She's so talented.
The other judges all gave her tens as well. The audience was also eagerly giving their scores, not just because of her stylish appearance, but also because of Abella's top-tier heavenly beauty...
That face alone deserves a perfect score!
It's worth even more than that!
The numbers on the screen kept increasing, until finally they stopped.
"Two thousand and fifty points, full marks!" Even the host couldn't believe their eyes. "There are two hundred audience members, with the highest score each person can give being ten, plus the five judges..."
In other words, every single person gave Abella a perfect score!
This is unprecedented in history!
The whole venue erupted with thunderous applause, which lasted for a long time.
Abella seemed to have experienced big events before, her eyes clear and calm. She simply bowed slightly and left the stage.
In the rest area.
Abigail was ecstatic and immediately hugged Abella.
"Abella, you're amazing! If it weren't for your beauty, this style might not have gotten a perfect score. This is great, now we can advance smoothly!"
Isla, on the other hand, was furious, clenching her fists. What is she so proud of?
If it weren't for her fairy-like face, would Steven Bass still notice her?
The other judges only gave full marks out of respect for Steven Bass!
Audiences blindly follow the crowd, so it's not surprising they gave perfect scores!
Who is she showing off to?
Blair Parsons was even more upset. She swept everything off the table and stormed out of the rest area.
The four designers followed her cautiously, afraid of making her unhappy.
Seeing them like this, Abigail felt even happier.
She whispered, "Abella, does the CEO of our headquarters have a crush on you? He said in front of so many people that he came for you and is looking forward to your future performances..."
Though Abella didn't want to say, she decided to be honest with Abigail, who was her true friend. "My surname is Bass."
"Oh, so your name is Abella!" Abigail realized something and widened her eyes, "You... you..."
"Lower your voice."
Abigail quickly covered her mouth, unable to hide her astonishment. She asked in a hushed and excited voice, "Are you... from the Medici family? Mr. Bass is your big brother? The former president was your father? Are you blood-related??"
"Mhm."
"... Now I finally understand why Abella has such a commanding presence. It's definitely genetics. Even this top-tier beauty is inherited!"
On the other side.
Sophia called Lola, "Lola, I saw the girl who seduced your fiance at the competition today..."
Lola's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately understood everything, thinking back to the call she received from Abella not long ago.
Sophia and Abella.
"Who is she to you?" Sophia asked next.
Lola gave a vague answer, "She's kind of like a half-sister..."
Without any blood relation, she could only be considered a half...
"A half?" Sophia was a little confused, thinking she might be a distant relative or a close neighbor. "So, she works at your fashion company as an assistant?"
She seemed to have some knowledge of design, but her age was obviously similar to theirs, and she didn't graduate from a prestigious university. She probably only finished high school?
So, she could only work as an assistant...
Thinking this, Abella was nothing special! Who did she think she was just a moment ago!
"In fact, her job was arranged by my dad, I don't really know the details..." Lola was afraid of saying the wrong thing and getting exposed later, so she pretended to know nothing.
"It seems like your older brother really likes her."
"What did you say?" Lola instinctively tightened her grip on her phone, her breath almost held.
"Your older brother is a judge, and in front of everyone, he said he came for that girl, praised her performance, and said he's looking forward to everything she does next, even giving her a perfect score..."
Lola couldn't believe her ears, her older brother actually became a judge for Abella and gave her a perfect score!
Why!
"Sophia, my phone is running out of battery, let's talk later." Lola could no longer keep her inner calm, she ended the call gently, but her expression turned fierce!
She had worked so hard to please her older brother for three days, and yet he easily approved of Abella?
Then what was the point of her efforts?!
Why, why did Abella have to come back and take away her parents, and now even her older brother wants to take her away!
She should be tormented and abused by the Wilson family, she shouldn't have come back to this home!
Thinking this, her nails deeply dug into her palms, grinding her teeth with hatred.
On the other side, Sophia looked at the hung-up phone and felt that Lola was a bit strange, but couldn't pinpoint what exactly it was.
Unable to hold back, she sent a voice message, "Lola, you didn't answer earlier, why is your sister so close to your fiancé, what is their relationship? Aren't you upset when you see them holding hands?"
Receiving this message, Lola became even angrier...
The host walked briskly onto the stage, smiling and saying, "The first round of the competition has ended, and the top thirty contestants are now displayed on the big screen behind me. Let us congratulate the thirty designers and their assistants who have successfully advanced with enthusiastic applause."
The audience below clapped continuously, the applause never-ending.
"As you can see, the highest score in the first round goes to designer number 16 and her assistant! Let's give them another round of applause."
The audience erupted in thunderous applause once again.
"Now, I will announce the rules for the second round of the competition. Out of the thirty designers, only ten will advance to the third round."
The entire venue buzzed with excitement.
They didn't expect that two-thirds of them would be eliminated...
It was too strict!
These thirty designers already had plenty of talent, but to further narrow it down, only the most formidable ones would remain...
"Let me start by saying..."
"In this competition, thirty designers and their assistants will receive identical dresses with the same stains on them! The contestants are required to use the materials provided by the organizers to transform the stained dresses into the most stunning designs. The competition will last for forty minutes."
The hostess began distributing the dresses.
"Now, the countdown begins!"
After the host stepped down, Abigail looked at the dirty white dress in front of her and felt like crying. With it being so dirty, what kind of style could she transform it into?
"Abella, do you have any good ideas?"
Abella just glanced at it and immediately had an idea, but she still asked Abigail, "What about you? What style do you want to create?"
"With such a large area of stains, not only are they on the sleeves, but also on the body and hem of the skirt... I can't think of a better way to handle it apart from using paint."
The organizers provided them with paint among the materials given.
"What do you think about creating an artistic abstract dress with a high waist design that embodies a modern retro vibe?"
Abella smirked, "That's exactly what I had in mind."
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