197: C197 Jealousy Zero Points

C197 Jealousy Zero Points

"My God! RK Group! Is that the RK Group I know? The RK Group from the RK Media's main company? "

"Yes!" The Director said,, "That's why if you perform well in a while, you might be valued by the RK Media."

The RK Media's resources were spread all over the world. It was incomparable to the domestic entertainment companies and fashion companies.

When the group of people heard that it was the RK Group, they were so excited that they almost jumped up.

Only Yan Wanwan frowned.

The RK Group... Shang Junchi?

No, if it was Shang Junchi, he would be referring to the representative of RK Media.

RK Group... The image of Fu Sihan's handsome and cold face appeared in Wanwan's mind.

But with his status in RK Group, he probably wouldn't come to such a small event... Right?

The venue was bright and concise.

The judges arrived one after another.

One. One was a famous stylist in China, one was a fashion magazine director, and the other was a mysterious judge.

Yan Wanwan's hard judge was the last one, waiting backstage.

However, every female model who came back from the stage said excitedly, "The guest of RK is so handsome!" "The guest of RK seems to be a noble." Even Zhang Wenji, who had always been proud of herself, couldn't help but look outside. Wanwan was not confident anymore.

In the fashion industry, she had seen many handsome and beautiful men. There were only a few men in the Imperial Capital who could make these women shout handsome and noble. Wasn't this the image of Fu Sihan in the outside world?

Yan Mengrou, on the other hand, had a bad expression ever since she was pulled out by the bodyguards. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, she pulled Yan Wanwan to the side.

"Yan Wanwan!"

"What are you doing?" Wanwan frowned, feeling that Yan Mengrou's behavior today was really abnormal.

"Did you see it?"

"What?"

"That Young Master Fu!" Yan Mengrou held Yan Wanwan's wrist, her eyes filled with madness and stubbornness. She lowered her voice and asked Yan Wanwan, "Is Fu Sihan not disfigured? Was it? "

Wanwan's heart stopped beating and she denied it without hesitation," What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Yan Mengrou stared at Yan Wanwan and did not listen to her words at all.

She had specially looked at the ring finger on Mr Fu's left hand and the man's ring. It was so beautiful that no one could take their eyes off it!

So sexy. That finger, that perfect wedding ring, it should be the other half of her body!

That Mr Fu was clearly the Fu Sihan of Fu Family!

Yan Wanwan denied it because she wanted to monopolize Fu Sihan. She just didn't want her to snatch Fu Sihan back!

Wanwan had no idea that Yan Mengrou was thinking about her.

Wanwan's heart was full of anxiety. She was thinking about what she should do if Fu Sihan's identity was exposed. Would it have a bad influence on him? How did Yan Mengrou suspect him?

"Yan Wanwan, you are next. Get ready!" The staff member shouted.

"Okay!" Wanwan turned her head and answered.

She turned her head and said to Yan Mengrou, "Yan Mengrou, let go! Now that we are in a fight, I am not the only one who will lose face!"

Yan Mengrou cared more about face than she did.

"Yan Wanwan, before the recording, I went to see Young Master Fu. I was the guest of the RK who was temporarily replaced." Yan Mengrou suddenly said.

Was it really Fu Sihan? Wanwan was shocked.

Yan Mengrou observed her expression and continued to smile as she said, "I also showed him the pictures of your interaction with Nangong Yixiao."

"What did you say?" Yan Wanwan's expression changed drastically.

She suddenly remembered that the day she took the photo, Yan Mengrou was indeed standing at the side with her phone. She thought that she was playing with her phone, but she did not expect that she was actually doing something so tasteless!

"Yan Wanwan, get ready to go on stage. Quickly come over!" The staff member urged.

Yan Mengrou crossed her arms and laughed, "Young Master Fu was very angry at that time. His face was as black as charcoal and cold as ice. Yan Wanwan, guess how many points Fu Sihan will give you after you go on stage?"

How many points?

One. A possessive man could give her zero points.

No, he could directly throw her out of the competition and stop her here!

The stage was a small T platform.

Yan Wanwan followed the arrangement of the Program Set and walked out of the stage. The big screen behind her projected the hard picture she and Nangong Yixiao took together.

A few judges nodded their heads approvingly and commented one after another.

Only the man sitting on the leftmost side was expressionless. He turned the pen on his fingertip with a cold expression. He looked bored and impatient. However, that stunning Junrong did not make people have a bad impression of his bad attitude.

Wanwan looked at Fu Sihan nervously. The man's eyebrows met hers, and his eyes were full of coldness.

He did not look like he was distracted the previous night at all.

Wanwan thought of Yan Mengrou's words and her heart turned cold.

Everyone present did not know Fu Sihan's exact identity, but they also knew that this was a distinguished guest sent by the RK Group, so they had been carefully holding him. He did not speak and only casually gave a score.

Although he wasn't a person from the fashion industry, Fu Sihan's eyes were sharp. His score was generally lower, but he was very good. He could tell whether it was good or bad with just a glance.

However, this Mr Fu was now looking at Yan Wanwan on the stage. He did not say anything and neither did he hit her. The aura around him was so terrifying that it made the big shots in the fashion industry feel suffocated.

Seriously, this master was obviously not interested in this competition. Who would be so wicked as to push someone into the competition?

"Fu, Mr Fu?" The guide sitting beside him reminded him in a low voice.

He thought that Fu Sihan would directly raise his card to score. Unexpectedly, the man's red lips parted slightly as he asked the woman on the stage, "How many points do you think I will give you?"

As soon as he said that, Wanwan felt a chill and uneasiness.

She looked at him and clenched her fingers tightly in front of her. She pursed her lips, wanting to say that he was so angry that he was making a fuss out of nothing. She hoped that he would give an objective and fair score. She wanted to ask him why he was here as a judge. She wanted to tell him that Yan Mengrou suspected or discovered his identity...

Words were stuck in his mouth. There was not a single word that he could say.

Wanwan did not say anything.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.0

Fu Sihan's face darkened. A number appeared on the double digit counter first. "0."

Zero?

Ten sets of full marks. Usually, five or six points would be directly "5" 6, "and there was no such thing as" 05 "or" 06.

This Yan Wanwan was probably going to die soon, right?

Since when did she offend the people of the RK Group?

This Mr Fu had just given Yan Mengrou five points!

The people of Program Set did not dare to make a sound. They wondered if they should edit this part or put it on the stage to create a gimmick.

Wanwan looked at Fu Sihan in disbelief. Her pupils dilated and her heart palpitated.

He actually gave her a zero?

Was he going to mess with her career and dream just like that when he got angry?

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