As the host started speaking, Shen Tingting had already taken two steps forward, but she froze before reaching the host's side.
What did he just say?
Who is the champion?
Shen Tingting's eyes widened in disbelief, staring at the host.
And the host wasn't paying attention, stepping forward to stand beside Shen Tingting and said, "Qiao Mo, do you have anything you'd like to say to everyone about winning this fashion design competition?"
The moment these words were out, Shen Tingting's face turned from blue to purple, then purple to green.
It really was Qiao Mo!
How… how could that bitch Qiao Mo have won the championship?
So she didn't even make it to the finals…?
No, the judges clearly nodded at her just now, so how could she have not made it through at all?
Thinking of this, Shen Tingting looked up at the judges' direction again, her face exceptionally sour, seemingly intending to question them.
