The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 533 - 533 504 The Gap is Too Big

533: Chapter 504 The Gap is Too Big 533: Chapter 504 The Gap is Too Big Kong Zhen sneered with her head held high, “You little girl!

Take a look at what real taste is!

What real design is!

This isn’t a place where you can just muddle through!”

“Hmph!

You look like a matchstick, what’s there to be proud of?” Shi Qing’er said disdainfully.

“You little brat!

How dare you call me a matchstick!

Do you want to die?!” Kong Zhen’s eyebrows shot up in fury.

“Come on then, do it!

Make my day!” Shi Qing’er taunted, swaying her little hips, “You don’t even have a butt, what are you being so snooty for?”

“I’m so angry!” Just as Kong Zhen was about to explode from Shi Qing’er’s provocations, she was held back by Sun Guangyao, who said coldly to Liu Hun, “Liu, keep your woman in check!”

“Haha!

Qing’er doesn’t belong to anyone.

She has her own independent spirit, unlike…

some people!” Liu Hun said, deliberately glancing at Kong Zhen.

“Cut the crap!

Let’s play another round, shall we?!

Do you dare?” Sun Guangyao challenged Liu Hun, aiming to recover the pride he had lost earlier.

“Play what?” Liu Hun asked Sun Guangyao.

“If I win, this dead girl will come back with me to be at my beck and call for a day!

If I lose, then I’ll follow her back and be at her beck and call for a day!” Kong Zhen interjected before anyone else could speak.

Liu Hun, seeing that Sun Guangyao had no objections, knew the two must have already agreed on this beforehand.

Of course, he did not agree with the terms; Shi Qing’er was not at all skilled in this area, and no matter how you cut it, Kong Zhen, the beauty pageant titleholder, would certainly be stronger than Shi Qing’er.

“Bring it on!

Who’s afraid of who?

You dead matchstick!” Before Liu Hun could even open his mouth, Shi Qing’er had already taken up the challenge.

Sun Guangyao and Kong Zhen’s faces immediately sported smug smiles, as if their prey had already waltzed into the trap they had set.

“No, Qing’er!

This is Kong Zhen’s forte; your chances of winning are slim,” Liu Hun whispered to Shi Qing’er, trying to dissuade her.

Shi Qing’er cast her eyes downward at Liu Hun as if looking at an underwhelming teammate, “You look down on me that much?

Don’t worry, I won’t let you down!”

Liu Hun thought it over from all angles.

If he firmly rejected Shi Qing’er, given her temperament, she would likely cause a scene, and Kong Zhen would surely not let it go.

Thus, he could only think of damage control.

Model number thirty-seven walked along the oval pathway to the front of the three judges, just like the other models did, turning twice to present herself from all angles.

Before Zhu Jin even opened his mouth to host, Julia jumped in, “Oh!

This is the most satisfying piece I’ve seen today!

The previous eight were simply unwatchable!

This one has its flaws, but it’s already quite good; it keeps up with this season’s trends without losing its own style.

Very nice!

I give it seven points!”

Julia’s seven points were a shock, as the highest she’d given to any of the previous eight models was only five points.

“Even though I’m not fond of snarky women like Julia, and I think I’m more suitable for the title of Miss World Champion than she is, I can still accept this score.

What do you say, Shi Qing’er?” Kong Zhen asked provocatively, her eyes nearly rolling to the top of her head.

“Hmph!” Shi Qing’er just pursed her lips, not saying a word in response to Kong Zhen.

“A very high score!

Thank you, Miss Julia, for your evaluation and score,” Zhu Jin said with a smile, and then continued, “Next, please let Mr.

Arlington, editor-in-chief of the World Fashion Magazine, give his score.”

Arlington frowned slightly and said, “I personally prefer a more pure style, even though this mix and match is also quite good.

But I feel it tries to convey too much, causing some loss of clarity.

Therefore, I also give seven points.”

Seven points were high coming from Julia, but only the second-highest for Arlington, as he had given eight points to Sun Guangyao’s model.

However, a total of fourteen points from two mild comments was a good score, and as long as Zack gave a passing mark, Kong Zhen would have the highest score of the evening.

“You see that, you dead girl?

That’s what real strength is!

Oh!

By the way!” Kong Zhen gloated and then, as if suddenly remembering something, continued, “Cleaning toilets and washing socks, which are you better at?”

“What I’m best at is beating you up!

Don’t be so smug!

Just you wait!” Shi Qing’er waved her fists at Kong Zhen.

“With a smile on his face, Zhu Jin said, “Finally, let’s ask Mr.

Zack, the world’s top art investor, for his score.”

The cheerful old man said with a smile, “This kind of change is very clever, using new designs to cover up the original flaws and defects.

However, the original defects are still there, and some of the details could be better, so I give eight points.”

The mild-mannered Zack had given Kong Zhen a high score, and now she has the highest score in the room with a total of twenty-two points.

“Model number thirty-seven has a total score of…

twenty-two points!

Congratulations to Miss Kong Zhen, number thirty-seven, for achieving the highest score in the venue!

Congratulations!” Zhu Jin still said with a smile.

“Thank you!” Kong Zhen felt as if she was standing on the highest podium again.

She waved to the clapping crowd around her, and then turned her head to Shi Qing’er and said, “Hehe!

Have you seen my true strength now?

If…

you kneel down and beg me for mercy now, I might consider wiping the slate clean about what we’ve said before.”

“What’s there to be so proud of!

The final result is still unknown!

Don’t be too happy too soon.” Shi Qing’er was utterly disdainful of Kong Zhen’s provocation, confident in her own abilities.

Zhu Jin continued to announce, “Finally!

Please welcome model number eight!

Come on up!”

The model number eight walked out of the changing room gracefully, and her appearance shocked everyone present.

“How…

how can it be like this?!

Is this even a model?

Wearing clothes like these, with makeup so light it’s practically invisible!

Isn’t this just a woman you’d see walking on the streets?

Where’s the sense of beauty in that?”

“Is this a model created by Shi Qing’er?

I used to fantasize that she could beat Kong Zhen!

It turns out to be just a fantasy!

As a model, I would definitely not dress up like this!”

“Too simple, huh!

Alas!

Kong Zhen wins again, I wonder how long she will show off this time.

I really don’t want to see Kong Zhen’s smug face, despising it just by looking!”

“…”

Several people who had no hope of winning commented on the model’s appearance, and Kong Zhen laughed unabashedly.

“Shi Qing’er!

You better hide back in school!

Society is simply not for you, with your taste, you are totally making a fool of yourself!

Claiming to be a star, it’s good that there’s no media present today, otherwise, your true colors would be completely exposed!

Everyone would see what you really look like!” Kong Zhen taunted Shi Qing’er, feeling that Shi Qing’er was not even worthy of being her opponent.

“Oh!

My goodness!

Oh!

My goodness!” Julia suddenly exclaimed, “Oh!

I…

I really can’t stand to watch this anymore!

My eyes are uncomfortable!

Whose work is this?!

Can I interview them?”

As soon as Shi Qing’er heard this, she knew Julia must not appreciate her work, but she fearlessly stepped forward and said, “It’s my work.”

Julia once again displayed her sharp tongue and said, “I would like to ask, why did you do this?

You were only asked to make minor adjustments, who gave you the courage to make such big changes?”

Shi Qing’er immediately replied, “Of course, it was my own understanding of the model.

I think clothes are meant to adorn people, not the other way around.

The original clothes and makeup simply didn’t suit the model, so I made significant changes.”

Upon hearing this, Julia’s mouth twisted in anger.

She had designed clothes for these models, and here was this girl, brazenly making such statements, enraging her, “Not suitable?!

Do you think your design is suitable?”

“I think it’s quite good,” Shi Qing’er naively replied, truly believing what she said and adding, “Moreover, I think being able to express one’s uniqueness is the most beautiful!”

Listening to Shi Qing’er speak so confidently, Julia was almost driven mad.

The rules state that the lowest score is one point, and she really wanted to give Shi Qing’er one point, but that would seem too petty.

So, she forced a smile with strained facial muscles and said, “You’re right!

Everyone has their own understanding and perceptions of things, and based on my own, I give two points.”

“Pfft!” Kong Zhen immediately laughed out loud at Shi Qing’er and mocked, “Two points?!

Two points?!

Shi Qing’er!

Did you hear that?

Two points!

That’s like charity for a beggar!

Haha…”

Shi Qing’er gave Kong Zhen a cold glance, having beaten her up a hundred and eighty times in her mind.

Zhu Jin immediately interjected, “Thank you, Miss Julia, for your comments and score!

Next, please, we invite Mr.

Arlington, the world-famous fashion magazine editor, to give his comments and score.”

Arlington said with a beaming smile, “Bold changes and minimalist ideals are exactly what I advocate!

I am very, very appreciative of the work!

And the understanding and portrayal of the model’s temperament is quite unique!

I give a full score of ten points!”

Julia, sitting next to Arlington, leaned back in her chair with her arms crossed over her chest, visibly upset and embarrassed by his words.

The occurrence of a perfect score of ten points surprised the audience, and Shi Qing’er smiled at Kong Zhen and asked, “See that?!

Do you see?!

A full score!”

“Haha…” Kong Zhen burst into another round of mocking laughter and said, “You’ve only got twelve points!

I have twenty-two!

Even if the last judge gives you ten points, that will only tie with me.

And…

is it possible for you to get ten points?

Dream on!”

Facing Kong Zhen’s ridicule, Shi Qing’er was unimpressed, but Liu Hun was quite the opposite; he had already figured out how to wrap things up if Shi Qing’er lost.

“Finally!” Zhu Jin said emphatically, “Finally!

Please welcome our last judge, Mr.

Zack, the world’s top art investor, for his evaluation and rating!”