Reborn 1990: Fat Wife, Want to Stand Up

Chapter 1232 Advancement
After nearly five hours of waiting, the judges finally appeared on the field.

The lively venue suddenly fell silent.

Everyone became cautious even breathing, waiting for the final promotion result.

"Okay, now the promotion result is in my hands, now I will announce the promotion number."

Since each designer has his own number, only the number needs to be announced, not even the name.

Ye Yao's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Therefore, the designers who were eliminated in the first match cannot even keep their names.

After the host finished speaking, he opened the card full of numbers in his hand.

It doesn't mean to make any atmosphere at all.

"The promoted designers are No. 5, No. 8, and No. 9..."

One by one, the numbers spread through the microphone to every corner of the hall.

Soon some people were overjoyed, while others were devastated.

Wang Dakui looked at the number plates on Ye Yao, Qi Zhen and Ruan Kai.

They are No. 756, No. 638 and No. 724 respectively.

Numbers are announced sequentially, so it takes a little while to get to them.

Furumoto Chishige and Yoshida Keiko, who were sitting in the front rows, were already tense. For the two of them, they must not be eliminated, otherwise, they would die without a place to die after returning home.

"number 367……"

When she heard her number, Keiko Yoshida was so excited that she collapsed.

Made the cut, she really made the cut.

Gu Ben Zhizhong was so excited that he lost his mind, and as soon as he grabbed her hand, he was happier than he himself advanced.

"Keiko, congratulations, that's great!"

Yoshida Keiko nodded vigorously, moistening her eyes, she finally made the right move at this step.

As long as he moves forward step by step and stands in a position that no one can shake, he no longer needs to look at other people's faces to live.

"number 460……"

Gu Benzhizhong's pupils shrank violently for a moment, and his face was full of disbelief.

Is it his number? !

"Guben, congratulations, you have also advanced."

Yoshida Keiko's joyful voice rang in his ears, bringing him back to his senses instantly.

Although before the competition, they all knew that there was no problem for them to advance, but because of Ishikawa Mika's incident, they were under unprecedented pressure, so the current promotion seems to be commendable.

"We will definitely get better and better."

Gu Benzhishige held her hand tightly and promised her.

Yoshida Keiko suddenly thought of Ishikawa Mika, if he still stayed here, he should really let him take a good look at the current scene.

Even without him and his uncle, they can still show the strength of R country.

Wang Song at the back was so nervous that his hands were sweating, and he didn't even know what he was muttering.

Ye Yao just felt that his pressure was even greater than that of the three participating designers, which was really not good.

When the host read more than 600 numbers, besides Wang Song, she could already clearly feel that Qi Zhen who was sitting next to her also tensed up a lot.

"number 638……"

When the number rang in the venue, she couldn't help smiling.

What should come is always coming.

Qi Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled at Ruan Kai.

Wang Song was so excited that he clenched his fists tightly, and the pressure on his body was relieved by most in an instant.

As long as the entire army is not wiped out, his demands have never been high.

"Qi Zhen, great job!"

Give him a compliment without hesitation, and then continue to look at Ruan Kai and Ye Yao.

"Don't worry, continue to wait."

Ye Yao almost couldn't help laughing, he was probably the most anxious among them.

"If you can also advance, it will be a big surprise."

Wang Song's words obviously increased, and after he finished speaking, his ears were even more pricked up, waiting for the next number.

"number 724."

Ruan Kai's number was quickly spoken by the host.

This time, Wang Song was really excited and almost screamed.

Holding each of them with one hand, his eyes were moistened.

In the past two years, the tremendous pressure they have endured has finally come to an end today.

"Auntie, is it your turn?"

Wang Dakui couldn't help asking, he didn't care about others, he only cared about whether Ye Yao could advance alone.

Ye Yao nodded.

Even before Wang Song recovered from the excitement, her number was announced by the host.

"Ye Yao, congratulations!"

Sun You spoke before Wang Dakui.

Although Ye Yao also had a smile on her face, this result was completely within her expectations.

If there is no black box operation and the competition is fair and just, her goal is never the first few games of the competition.

Of course, these words must never be said, otherwise, everyone will probably think that she is too arrogant.

Wang Song stared at his eyes, and it took him five seconds to regain his senses.

"Ye Yao has also advanced?"

Not sure, but a rhetorical question.

"Master, can't I advance?" Ye Yao couldn't help teasing.

"Yes, yes, yes, of course you can! I just didn't expect it! No, it's not that I don't like you, but I really didn't expect that this time the three of you are so competitive that you all advanced, hahahaha!"

This time, Wang Song's laughter was extraordinarily presumptuous, as if they had won the overall championship instead of advancing to the first round.

There were already some people around, and they couldn't help looking in his direction, apparently startled by his exaggerated laughter.

Of course, there are some people who directly despise the look, and just advanced to the first knockout round, so there is really no need to be so excited.

Wang Songcai doesn't care what other people think, anyway, he is very satisfied now.

The host announced the last promotion number, and then closed the cards in his hand.

"All the designers mentioned above have advanced and will participate in the second competition the day after tomorrow. Please prepare well."

Still without any extra words, all the judges on the judging table left the field one after another. The whole process was as simple as it was even worse than that of a competition held in a single country.

But no one will question it, because everyone knows it very well.The first few games are really nothing, and only at the end can it be truly called an international event.

"Master, shouldn't we have a good celebration tonight?"

When Wang Dakui took advantage of Wang Song's happiness, he still thought about eating and drinking.

This time, Wang Song agreed without thinking about it, and was very happy.

Celebrate well, definitely have to celebrate well!
But before that, he has more important things to do right away...

(End of this chapter)