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Chapter 170: Sing to Your Heart’s Content, or Go Home to Inherit Your Hundred-Billion Family Business and Assets

Wu Lingshan raised her chin, her face filled with disdain.

Luo Chenxi paid no heed to Wu Lingshan’s reaction and smiled. “How can you be so sure that I couldn’t contract a male model? He’s just arriving a little late, that’s all.”

Shao Mingyi had gained countless fans from getting famous overnight, so it probably was not as easy for him to go outdoors as before.

Thus, he did not come with Luo Chenxi and Fang Ziqian because he might attract attention and cause chaos if they moved together.

Wu Lingshan immediately grew suspicious of Luo Chenxi’s calm composure.

Could Luo Chenxi have really found herself a top-notch model?

However, Wu Lingshan could not hold back from grinning after a brief moment of hesitation.

“You only get to be stubborn and talk big for now. Once the competition starts, you will come to realize the difference between professional and subpar models! There’s no way you can win the grand prize just from that tiny bit of talent of yours!”

So what if Luo Chenxi did have someone to model for her? Her models must be some kind of small-time newcomers anyway.

In contrast, the one Wu Lingshan managed to contract was the number one super model, Bai Xinxin!

Even master designers from F Country praised BaiXinxin as their muse for inspiration, so how could there possibly be any other model that could compare to her?

Wu Lingshan sneered as she was about to leave.

At this moment, a commotion came from the back of the crowd.

“I… I can’t be seeing things, right? Is that… Shao Mingyi?”

“Oh my god, it… it really is Shao Mingyi!”

“Ahhh, why did my prince charming come here?”

“Quick, quick, quick, hold me! I’m so excited that I’m going to faint…”

Waves of exclamations came from the back.

Wu Lingshan turned around in surprise and saw Shao Mingyi walk in from the entrance while wearing a long, collared windbreaker. A swarm of excited girls instantly surrounded him.

“Shao Mingyi?”

Wu Lingshan’s eyes lit up and was pleasantly surprised.

After claiming the champion’s throne in the “Golden Singer” competition, Shao Mingyi went viral throughout the entire country almost overnight and became the most popular idol of the year.

To top it off, someone had deliberately dug up his family background. He was branded the title of being an inspirational artist—Sing to your heart’s content, or go home to inherit your hundred-billion family business and assets.

He became a figure deeply sought after by thousands of young girls.

Wu Lingshan instantly forgot about the fashion show and walked toward Shao Mingyi.

His charm as a rich and handsome young master tugged on her heartstrings and drew her in.

Shao Mingyi wore an elegant smile on his face as he skimmed through his surrounding fans somewhat helplessly.

“My fair ladies, may I trouble you to make way for me? It’s hard for me to go to work if you circle me like this.”

“Work? Young Master Shao, are you really here as a judge for the Huafeng Competition?”

The fans caught onto the main point and cried out in surprise.

Shao Mingyi shook his head. “How can I be a judge when I don’t have such qualifications? I’ve only come here today on a friend’s invitation to be her runway model.”

“What? A runway model?”

“Young Master Shao, are you saying that you’ll be modelling for the show today?”

“Oh my god, we’re so lucky! We actually get to personally see Shao Mingyi on the T stage!”

Wu Lingshan’s heart skipped a beat.

She was so confident that she had the complete upper hand over all other participants because she contracted Bai Xinxin. Who would have known that someone else actually managed to contract Shao Mingyi of all people.

In terms of runway standards, even a celebrity of such popularity could not compare to a professional supermodel.

However, Shao Mingyi had the advantage in the number of his fans! This will play a huge part in attracting audiences’ vote in the final voting segment!

Wu Lingshan secretly gritted her teeth. “D*mn it. How could there possibly be someone capable of contracting Shao Mingyi when he’s sitting at such a high social status? Just who?”