Reborn 1990: Fat Wife, Want to Stand Up

Chapter 1267 Is there a reward?
"Today is the last round of the preliminaries, and we will enter the semi-finals after that. I hope that all participating designers can perform well in this round, give full play to their greatest strength, and also show the most perfect works to the world. !"

Before announcing the title of the competition, Carlos.Zhu Ta's speech stirred up the atmosphere of the whole venue.

His eyes swept over the remaining one hundred designers on the field, and the ones who can still sit here have already stood at the top of the pyramid.

Ye Yao sat in the center of the second row, looking at him calmly.

But the designers sitting next to her don't have the "good" mentality like her.

Not because of Carlos.Jutta's speech, but because of her seat.

The entire playing field is divided into five rows with twenty positions in each row.

Each position is personally arranged by the jury of the competition.

Those who can sit in the first and second rows are almost all designers who are already very famous and influential internationally, so those positions themselves are highly anticipated, but now the female designer from Huaguo is also sitting in the There.

Even if she advances in the first two rounds, even if she is the first to advance in the first round, even if she has some fame, she still shouldn't be qualified to sit in that position.

So why exactly?
Not to mention them, even Wang Song was extremely surprised.

In the last match, Ye Yao's number was ahead of Qi Zhen and Ruan Kai's, and he already found it unbelievable. This time, he went directly to the second row at the front.

Look at those designers next to her, Mickey.Johnson, Alfred.Beecher, Milo.Benson, which one is not a well-known figure in the world.

Let alone Huaguo, she is the only face in the East.

On the other hand, Qi Zhen and Ruan Kai are also sitting in the fourth row, so they deserve a lot of their names.

Ishikawa Weihua in the spectator seats had a gloomy face, but he knew better than anyone else why Ye Yao was able to sit there.

However, he still doesn't have any evidence of her cheating...

"Next, I will announce the content of the competition."

Carlos.Juta's words drew back everyone's attention.

Ishikawa Mika still stared at Ye Yao closely, he deliberately chose a seat where he could see her profile.

The competition topic was announced quickly, and even Wang Song frowned, and subconsciously communicated with Zhou Translator.

Still keeping up with a non-duality program, but this time there are obviously very few designers who need translation.

After all, the designers who can advance to this field are amazing in all aspects.

Ye Yao got up under the gaze of many eyes, looked in the direction of the translator again and walked over.

Carlos.Zhu Ta and other judges had deep eyes. It was really hard to believe that a design work that could pass unanimously still needed a title from the translator.

If the translation is slightly off, then...

Ishikawa Mika was tense all over, this time the translator will definitely not give her a correct explanation.

Soon it was Ye Yao's turn, the translator looked at her with a gloomy look in her eyes.

"Designer Ye, stop pretending, you can understand the topic, right?"

He said this directly in M ​​language, just to test her and "expose" her.

Ye Yao had no expression on his face, "Mr. Translator, can you speak Chinese, please?"

The translator's face was even more ugly, "I know you can understand, there is no need..."

"Mr. Translator, are you deliberately delaying my time?"

Ye Yao made a sharp voice.

translate:……

Could it be that he guessed wrong?Can't she understand?

But if you don't understand, what happened last time?

"The designers in Huaguo are trash!"

He said this suddenly, and then stared at her face, not letting go of any small expression on her face.

She was still as impatient as before, but there was no unnecessary anger.

He immediately changed to another language and repeated it, which is also spoken in the competition.

Ye Yao frowned, apparently puzzled by his actions.

"Mr. Translator, what are you talking about?"

With a question, a touch of impatience appeared on his face.

The translator still ignored her, and continued to switch to the last one.

"You must tell me the title immediately, or I will protest with the jury!"

Ye Yao's expression was completely angry this time.

But it wasn't an insult to him.

The translator was obviously relieved and got the answer he wanted.

It seemed that she really didn't understand, otherwise, no one would be able to endure such humiliation.

He finally opened his mouth and spoke Chinese.

However, the explanation he gave was fundamentally different from the competition topic, not only different, but also completely deviated from the topic.

Ye Yao seemed to be listening very "seriously".

The interpreter's eyes were extremely dark, and he wanted to see if this woman was able to turn the tide in this scene? !
"Thank you."

Ye Yao didn't seem to have any doubts after listening, and turned back to his seat.

The moment she turned around, her expression was gloomy...

……

"Translator Zhou, what was the judge talking about just now?"

Wang Dakui couldn't help approaching Translator Zhou, and asked in a low voice.

He felt that he was a deaf person here, and what he heard meant that he didn't hear.

"It's nothing, it's just to cheer up the participating designers. After today's knockout round, only [-] designers will advance to the next semi-final."

"There are only fifty left."

Wang Dakui looked in Ye Yao's direction and sighed.

His aunt is also really a powerful person, standing out from so many people.

Originally, he thought that this girl was just lucky to be helped by a nobleman like Cai Qingyuan, but now he was really slapped in the face.

"However, these people are stingy enough. It's useless to just talk about things like cheering up. If you get a big bonus every time you advance, it won't be more effective than anything else."

Wang Song glanced at him and couldn't help laughing.

"You kid, why are you thinking about money? No amount of money can buy you to sit there."

"Master, I understand what you mean, but people die for money and birds die for food. They work so hard to participate in the competition and want to win the championship. Isn't it to become more famous and earn more money in the future?"

Wang Dakui retorted, expressing his point of view.

Wang Song didn't know what to say for a while, "It's not that there is no reward."

"Is there a reward?"

When Wang Dakui heard these words, his eyes lit up immediately, and his voice became louder, as if he was the one participating in the competition.

(End of this chapter)