Female Novel
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 get it.”
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.novelbin
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?”