Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 409 Who will be the referee?

As a man, Mosley has his own dignity: "Dear Your Royal Highness, please rest assured that I will definitely win this honor for you!"

Jin Yiqing looked at the man who knelt in front of her to promise, nodded, and said with a sacred expression: "Okay, I wish you all the best, and you will succeed soon."

After speaking, the whole classroom instantly became more lively.

After all, they rarely watch such repair competitions.

Because this is a very unpopular major, there are too few students, and the school has no chance to hold it as a competition.

Even after seeing the video of Yuan Feiqian's restoration on the Internet, they still find it a bit unbelievable, and even feel that such a miracle may have the nature of deceit.

And now, it's time to compete on the spot!

Everyone unconsciously had expectations on their faces, extremely looking forward to it.

In particular, many people who have long been displeased with Yuan Feiqian are looking forward to this game even more: "I can take a good look at Yuan Feiqian's shot later. Who do you think is not good to set up at the beginning? You set up a It’s nothing more than a beautiful tie flower, just keep quiet, but what kind of prosthetics were designed by a genius, and now someone is coming to smash the place, but some people are ashamed.”

"That's not called smashing the market. It's a genuine product, and it's a counterfeit product that's about to run away."

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Several people talked and talked happily, even Zhou Xin was a little bit full of joy.

After all, it was such a great feeling to see Yuan Feiqian make a fool of herself and even be crushed by others.

Only Jin Yiqing looked at Yuan Feiqian's calm smile from beginning to end, feeling a little uncertain in her heart.

She looked at that Mosley worriedly, but saw him smiling confidently at her, and even raised his fist to make a struggle.

Looking at the two of them, Jin Yiqing couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Although it's a competition, I don't know how you plan to compare?"

Yuan Fei glanced at the black man: "How does Mr. Mosley decide to compare?"

The black man looked at her indifferently: "It's up to you. No matter what the competition is, I don't care."

Yuan Feiqian smiled slightly: "Okay, let's find the simplest one, repair one thing separately, and see who can repair it faster and better."

"Yes." Mosley said confidently.

As a real D497, he is very confident in himself.

"We need a referee now, who would like it?" Yuan Feiqian asked.

As soon as the words fell, the squad leader of the Restoration Department raised his hand: "I'll come, I'll come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhou Xin say, "You are originally from the restoration department, so it's not fair at all for you to be a referee."

The squad leader of the Restoration Department said: "The people in our Restoration Department are experts who can understand. Otherwise, who would you call in your Design Department? Your side is still biased towards this nigger! What if the judgment is wrong? "

The two sides were at a stalemate, and suddenly heard a voice saying: "What are you arguing for? Stop arguing, I will come."

Everyone looked at it together and was shocked!
I saw that foreign language teacher did not know when it appeared.

The foreign language teacher also felt that the development of the matter was miraculous. It was just an effort between classes, but it turned into a prosthetic competition.

Originally, he felt that someone was disturbing his class and was very angry, but after seeing the current situation, he became a little interested and even changed his mind.

After all, he also wanted to see if the restoration technique was as magical as it was said in the legend.

(End of this chapter)