Chapter 230: Plagiarism

Camille was a little silent. She lowered her head and turned up the

corners of her mouth revealing a smile where was out of Ayan's sight.

Somewhere deep in her heart, it felt like a warm feeling that had been

going on for a long time.

Especially at such a moment, his words were like the sun shining on

her in the cold winter.

It wasn't long before Camille was due to take the stage. After seeing

the time, Ayan raised his hands to her face and said in a soft voice, “Go

get them, don't be nervous.”

“I gett.”

She nodded and walked out the door with him.

Ayan followed Kian to the spectators at the site, and Camille went to

the longue next door.

Camille told them the news that the files had been found back. The

group cheered each other on as they prepared to go backstage.

When they reached backstage, the woman that Camille had met on the

way she returned from the bathroom with Sienna was explaining her

drawing on stage.

From the staff, Camille learned that her name was Irene.

She was a designer from Flento City. Her artwork was of great

potential, which aroused great interest of the judges and the audience.

However, Camille didn’t continue to listen. Her eyes stared at the

drawings Irene was explaining on the stage for a long time without any

reaction.

Sienna was talking to her, but she didn’t receive any response. She

asked confusedly, “Camille, what are you looking at?"

Camille then gathered her wits together, but she didn’t reply to Sienna.

Instead, she looked at Yessica and the other guys coldly, “Are you

familiar with the drawings on the screen on the stage?”

Her words made them all look over. They could only see the side of the

drawings from their angle. But the whole drawing was presented in 5D,

they could clearly see the complete version.

Yessica said in shock at once, “Miss. Armstrong, is this our...?"

“So familiar, right?” Camille interrupted her in that there were also the

crew except the five of them.

They kept silent and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Sienna immediately understood what's going on.

As they walked away to an empty place, Sienna asked, “Do you know

the woman on stage?”

The three shook their heads.

Liam said, “How did that happen? Was she the one who got the person

tampering our computer?”

Yessica and Benjamin both agreed with her.

But Camille couldn't think too much at the moment, her eyes were

narrowed and her face was expressionless. “Regardless of whether it

was or not, the most significant thing now is that our design was stolen,

so what do we use?”

Lian was the calmest of the three, she said, “Miss. Armstrong, if we

continue to use this design, we'll definitely be considered plagiarism

due to preconceptions.”

Camille nodded. Benjamin said, “But if we don’t have drawings, we

won't be able to participate in the competition.”

Yessica has never taken part in such competition before. Though it was

only a short half day, she has tried her best to get through the ups and

downs, and now the whole person was completely out of ideas.

Sienna also said at the moment, “Camille, do you have any spare

artwork?”

“Nope,” She said while shaking her head, “not only no spare drawings,

all the scraps and papers for the competition were shredded.”

If they can pull these out now, Irene would be proven wrong.

But the reason why Camille smashed her drawings was exactly to

prevent somebody exploiting them.

So, she was in a dilemma.

At the same time, Irene finished her speech on the stage. As she got off

the stage, her eyes fell directly on Camille. They made an eye contact

and Camille could see that her eyes were filled with complacency and

even defiance.

However, Camille didn't avoid or shrink from Irene. She looked directly

into Irene’s eyes, with an indifferent look in her face.

She wasn't the thief. There was no need for her to feel guilty.

On the contrary, as a thief, she didn’t know why Irene had the

confidence to challenge her.

Camille narrowed her eyes slightly and then whispered, “I have a way.”

Along with her voice, the host in the stage called out her name.

The staff asked Camille for a backup of their artwork to put it on the

screen, but Camille said, “Please put a poster cover for the design

competition for me and after I signal later, please change a white

background.”

The staff was a little surprised but did as she was told.

On the stage, Camille made her point directly. She pointed at the

screen behind her and greeted the present judges and audience. Then

she began to ask them about their requirements and fantasies of the

farm in a guided way.

Irene sat in her longue watching the live broadcast. Her assistant

asked, “Irene, what's Camille up to?"

“Well, whatever her tricks are, they are all going to lay the foundation

for me. We're going to win certainly.”

Irene didn’t care about Camille at all and didn’t take her seriously.

Her assistant agreed quickly, “Sienna, you rock.”

Irene smiled, picked up her phone and sent a message out, “Shall we

have a drink together tonight and celebrate our early victory?”

The other person involved replied quickly, “Well, I'll book the place. We

must drink until we are thoroughly drunk.”

Irene smiled and put away her phone. Then she reached out and

turned off the live broadcast page. She leaned on the couch with her

eyes closed, “I am tired. Let me take a break. We'll leave after the

game.”

“Okay. You take a rest and I'll call you later.”

The assistant put the blanket she brought over Irene and turned on her

phone to continue watching the live with the sound turned off.

At this moment, Camille was drawing a brand-new picture on the spot

after asking a number of viewers and judges. After that, the people

present burst into applause immediately.

But some audiences were puzzled, “Didn't the designer prepare the

artwork in advance?"

Camille responded positively, “I did prepare. But I changed my mind

before I went on the stage, I don't think my design alone counts. I want

to be certified by more than one person. As far as I'm concerned, only

in this way can the farm be built perfectly.”

Some of the judges agreed with her and some disagreed.

However, no one is perfect. It is impossible to satisfy everyone.

After that, Camille came off the stage. Ayan, who sat in the audience,

was also a little surprised, so he asked Kian to ask about in at once.

Sophia heard his words, too. After Kian left, she asked, “Ayan, I was

surprised to see Camille in the competition. Would it be nice for her to

make such a sudden decision?”

Ayan knew Camille well. It's unlikely for her to change her style all at a

once. Everything was in place after all, unless something went wrong.

He replied while staring ahead, “What's wrong with that? The

competition didn’t state that it won't test the designer's on-site

performance.”

“I know what you mean. I'm not denying her ability. It's beyond

argument that Camille's improvisation is pretty good. But it's not up to

you or me. There seems to be a controversy between the judges and

some audiences are also discontent to her behavior. It's a pity if she

fails in the preliminary round because of the temporary decision.”

Sophia fixed her eyes on his face as she spoke, but he remained so

calm that she couldn't see many emotions in his face.

Sophia was confused, “Ayan, would you let her go to the next round if

Camille really fails in the preliminary round?”