Chapter 161: Chapter 161: What A Pity!
On the other side, Evelyn Curtis casually straightened her skirt and leisurely glanced up at the big screen.
Things were unfolding as she had anticipated; Charlotte Thompson’s votes were increasing very slowly, going up every now and then but quickly falling back down.
Her fans were harshly criticizing Charlotte and the spectators were disgusted with her actions.
Evelyn, in high spirits, turned her gaze on Charlotte, with a hint of unexplainable provocation.
Meanwhile, Charlotte had regained her composure and continued sketching on her paper. Her cool side-profile seemed to be imbued with an inexplicable light, making her appear almost divine.
The host stood on the other side, holding his script. He occasionally looked up at the big screen, only then noticing something amiss.
Charlotte’s initial vote count had far surpassed the other designers. But now, she had been overtaken in a matter of a few minutes.
Even the host was somewhat suspicious.
He quietly took a step back, out of the live broadcast interface. The assistant stood beside him, to whom he bent down slightly, with a touch of doubt in his voice.
"There’s something odd about these votes. Could you go ask the staff members if there is a problem with the voting machines?"
At his words, the assistant looked up at him, her eyes full of speechlessness.
The host was stunned by her expression. He touched his face, somewhat puzzled, "Is there something on my face?"
"No." The assistant looked away, her gaze falling on Charlotte once again.
Charlotte’s unaffected and otherworldly temperament truly stood out among the many designers.
The assistant hesitated for a moment, "Williams, we’ve been hosting the International Jewelry Competition for several years now. It’s rare to see a designer with such a temperament."
At her words, the host paused and then nodded in agreement, a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.
The International Jewelry Competition was originally meant to measure a person’s true abilities. But as its fame grew, it ironically became a stepping stone for some people to pursue fame and fortune.
It’s because of these impure intentions that the level of the designers participating in the competition is declining year by year.
When he first saw Charlotte, the host’s heart had skipped a beat.
He had been part of this circle for over a decade and his judgment of people had become quite sharp.
He anticipated that Charlotte would be the dark horse, or even the leading contestant in this and the upcoming competitions.
Because such a pure temperament was too rare in this glitzy and glam world.
While he was lost in thought, the assistant nudged him slightly, a serious expression on her face.
"Williams, you should check out the comments on the live broadcast. Things are not looking good for Designer Charlotte."
"What’s going on? Let me see!"
The host quickly unlocked his phone and hurried into the official live streaming site. The comments floating in the bullet screen instantly caught his eye.
After seeing it for a few minutes, his face also changed, not for the better.
The assistant sighed, "What should we do now?"
"There’s nothing we can do but let her finish her design." The host closed his phone with a serious expression, "Don’t interfere with the competition for now. Later, have someone take care of the bullet comments, temporarily skip those related to Charlotte, and we’ll see how things unfold."
As he finished his words, he glanced up at the big screen which had started its countdown.
After pausing for a few seconds, he muttered, "This is all I can do to help you."
It’s such a pity that a promising talent was ruined by a mishap with her dress!