Chapter 173
Every year, the design competition represented the country's prestige and the image of the design community abroad. Therefore, in all these years of the competition's existence, there had never been any issues of corruption.
As long as their skills were solid enough, they would never be squeezed out. Samantha believed that she wouldn't fail to achieve any ranking with her abilities.
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The waiting area was almost full. There were people crowding up to the doorway, unable to fit inside.
Seeing this, Samantha reluctantly gave up. She squeezed in and randomly picked a spot, sitting on the floor.
She was wearing a black-coloured pants. So she didn't need to worry even if there was dust on the ground.
Today, newcomers and past contestants participated in the preliminary rounds. Samantha casually observed them for a while before withdrawing her gaze.
After a while, an elderly man in a suit and leather shoes emerged from one side. Seeing him, the people who had been blocking the door
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