Chapter 524: Chapter 466 Design Competition (2)
Was Anaya deceived?
Susan couldn’t help but purse her lips. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that what she had just said was like a joke. When the designers saw Susan’s dress and then looked at the galaxy fishtail dress, some of them even shook their heads.
Embarrassed and annoyed, Susan felt like her face was burning right now.
At this time, the judge said to Susan, "Ms. Curson, the dress you designed is different from that of Loe." Susan could only smile. She lowered her head and frowned. She turned around, walked to the side, took out her phone, and called Anaya.
When Anaya saw the caller, she smiled. Anaya thought that Susan had come to tell her the good news. Anaya thought Melissa had already been kicked out of the competition by the judges of the design competition.
"How is it, Ms. Curson? Did Melissa get kicked out?" she asked briskly as she picked up the phone.
"What do you mean by that?"
As soon as Susan heard this, she was furious. Susan simply did not know where Anaya got this design from. Did Anaya just casually take a design drawing to fool her? However, Susan had to lower her voice. She didn’t want their conversation to be overheard by others.
She carefully looked back and found that the other designers were still looking at the display racks. She felt a little more at ease. She looked back and whispered to Anaya in a hurry, "What’s wrong with you? Did you take the wrong design draft? Why is the design of Loe completely different from the draft you gave me? It is not a retro-style dress at all!"
"How could that be?" Hearing this, Anaya was also anxious and subconsciously retorted. There was a moment of shock on her face. She clearly saw Camil put the design draft on the table.
"I’m pretty sure that’s her draft." Anaya still did not think Camil, who looked innocent and a little stupid, would lie to her. "It can’t be wrong."
"Ms. Curson!" Susan was about to retort again when she heard a voice behind her. Susan’s heart trembled, and her first reaction was to quickly hang up the phone and turn around in panic.
The person who called her was the presiding judge. He saw Susan turn back and repeated softly. "Ms. Curson, please explain your design."
Susan breathed a sigh of relief, but she still quickly put away her phone and walked to the display calmly, showing a polite smile and reaching for the dress.
"This dress was inspired when I was watching a drama one day..."
Susan explained how she was inspired and designed the dress. If Melissa did not know what was going on with the dress, even she would have believed Susan.
After Susan finished speaking, most designers were a little hesitant and even confused.
Susan was confused and subconsciously glanced at the dress.
Was there anything wrong?
Camil and Melissa, who were in the crowd, looked at each other with a smile on their faces. Camil turned around, pretending not to understand, and raised her hand.
"Wait a minute!"
Camil walked out of the crowd and pretended to look at the dress in confusion. "Ms. Curson, you are indeed very thoughtful, but why do I feel like I’ve seen this dress somewhere before? It seems like I’ve seen a similar one in a master’s collection. Even the position of the opal at the belt is exactly the same."
Susan’s face turned pale as she saw Camil. And when Camil said these words, Susan even had a nasty feeling.
"I remember that master’s work. He also said that this was the work he was most satisfied with. Why is this dress similar to his design? Could it be plagiarism?"
Camil seemed to have said this unintentionally. Susan’s face turned pale and she froze.
The other designers also began to discuss. They cast a look of disdain or suspicion, and Susan heard their voices.
"I told you that the dress looked very familiar. I saw the same one in that master’s book..."
"I was also puzzled just now. I really don’t know how she won the award in the design competition before. This time, she even plagiarized. How did such a person become a designer?"
"Loe is more talented than she is, but Loe never shows up. It’s such a pity. I participate in this competition every year to see Loe."
Susan froze.
She was embarrassed, especially when she heard the name "Loe". Her body even trembled.
The expressions of the judges also became very serious, and it was obvious that they all saw that Susan’s so-called original design was 70% to 80% similar to that master’s design.
The judge looked at Susan seriously and said in a deep voice, "Ms. Curson, what happened? Please explain."
Susan was stunned for a moment. A trace of panic flashed through her eyes. What should she say? Could it be that she had used the design drawing of Loe Studio? This was plagiarism. It was even more obvious than this.
She stammered, unable to even utter a complete sentence, and could only shake her head in denial. "No, it’s not true."
Seeing this, Camil said, "Then what exactly is it? Why don’t you tell us why your dress is so similar to the master’s design?"
Susan couldn’t say a word and could only glare at Camil fiercely. She did plagiarize.
When the judge saw Susan like this, he also had a judgment in his heart. He turned around and discussed something with the other two judges in a low voice. In less than a minute, he turned around and said to Susan with a serious tone, "Ms. Curson, after the discussions of the judges, we all agree that you should withdraw from the competition immediately. And you don’t have to participate in this competition anymore. Plagiarism is absolutely not allowed!"
Susan froze as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, and her palm was covered in a cold sweat. She was desperate.
This had undoubtedly sentenced her to death in the design industry.
The rest of the designers also cast either mocking or sympathetic looks at Susan, and most of them hated Susan and had even been angered by her at the designer exchange meeting.
