Chapter 32

Missy's goal was not achieved, and she was really unwilling. After hesitating for a long time, she wanted to make another call.

But who knew, Christina directly put her phone on airplane mode.

Now Missy was really angry and helpless.

On the eve of the competition, Jennifer specifically sent someone to inquire and found out that Christina was going to participate. Her face turned extremely ugly.

If she lost to Christina, wouldn't she lose all her dignity?

No, she had to come up with a plan.

She spent a lot of money to find the competition staff and made preparations in advance. Only then did she confidently walk into the competition venue.

Coincidentally, her position was in line with Christina's. As long as she turned her head, she could see Christina.

Soon all the contestants took their seats. Jennifer gave Christina a provocative look.

Christina wanting to compete with her was nothing but wishful thinking!

"The competition officially starts now. You have a total of two hours. When the time is up, you must put down your brushes. The judges will score on the spot and announce the results directly." The referee blew the whistle.

Christina had already decided what to draw. She picked up her brush and opened the paint box, quickly realizing something was wrong.

She raised her hand to signal, "Some of my paint colors are dried out."

"Sorry, that's our staff's mistake. Please wait a moment, I'll get you a replacement." The staff member hurried over, agreeing readily.

But in reality, most of the competition passed without the staff member returning with the paint.

During this time, Christina raised her hand to ask again, only to be told that the paint was out of stock and the staff had to buy more.

With only two hours in total, by the time the staff returned, the competition would be over.

She couldn't make a scene over this.

Suddenly, Christina noticed the gold powder next to her. She quietly picked it up. Without paint, she would mix a color on the spot.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon the competition was nearing its end.

Christina was the first to put down her brush.

Jennifer had been closely watching her actions. Seeing her put down her brush, Jennifer almost laughed out loud.

Without paint, what could Christina possibly draw?

Putting down her brush so quickly meant she had given up.

Jennifer continued painting until the whistle blew. Only then did she confidently put down her brush and sat waiting for the judges to score.

The judges scored anonymously, covering the contestants' names and shuffling the order.

Jennifer's painting was first. The three judges took turns looking at it and gave high scores.

Her smile grew wider.

With such high scores, she was sure to be in the top three. It seemed she had a good chance of winning first place.

Soon all the paintings were scored. Jennifer indeed made it into the top three, only one point behind the second place, very close.

Next, the contestants' names were announced.

"First place is Travis Hayes, second place is Jennifer, third place is Christina." The referee announced the names while displaying the paintings.

Hearing the last name, Jennifer was struck as if by lightning.

How could it be?

Christina didn't even have paint. How could she draw so well?

She couldn't believe her eyes!

"There was a small mistake during the competition. The third-place contestant was missing some paint colors, which she mixed herself. Without this issue, her score would likely be even higher," the middle judge remarked.

Christina was the unexpected surprise of this preliminary round.

Several reporters crowded around Christina, eagerly interviewing her, while others interviewed the first-place winner.

As for Jennifer, she was now in an awkward position, becoming the ignored one.

She was so angry she trembled, not knowing how she got home. Once she closed the door, she threw a fit.

"Why? Why Christina?"

The competition had only two rounds, the preliminary and the final. The average score of both rounds determined the winner.

If she lost to someone else, it would be fine. But losing to Christina was unbearable.

With only a few days between the preliminary and the final, even if she hired the best painting master and practiced tirelessly, she couldn't achieve such great progress in a few days.

To win first place, she had to use some tricks.

"Christina, you forced me to do this." Jennifer bit her lip.

She could bribe the staff in the preliminary, so she could do the same in the final.

She not only wanted to win first place but also frame Christina, exposing her true colors to everyone and making her despised online.

Only then could she vent her anger!

Christina also guessed that Jennifer wouldn't let it go.

But it didn't matter. She would deal with it as it came. Christina wasn't easy to bully either.

The night before the final, Missy called to invite her out for dinner, "Christina, you have the competition tomorrow. Tonight, I'll throw you a celebration dinner in advance."

"No need. I need to rest early tonight. We'll celebrate after I win first place." Christina hung up after saying this.

She knew Missy had bad intentions, so she wouldn't go.

First, she would deal with Jennifer. After the competition, she would settle the score with Missy!

Early the next morning, Christina arrived at the competition venue. She had become a popular figure, gaining many fans from the preliminary. Some fans even asked for photos.

Christina obliged as much as she could. When the competition was about to start, she went to her seat and carefully checked everything to ensure no one had tampered with anything.

The brushes were fine, the easel and paint were fine, but the more normal everything seemed, the more suspicious it was.

Jennifer wouldn't let her off easily.

"I will definitely win first place today." Jennifer's determined voice came from beside her.

Christina glanced at her and smiled, "First place goes to the capable, not the loudest."

Jennifer turned away angrily.

Just wait. After today, Christina wouldn't be able to laugh!

Christina suddenly thought of something. She quietly picked up her brush and started painting as usual.

When the competition ended, all the contestants put down their brushes, including her.