At the grand finale of the university-wide designpetition, two eerily identical entries took the stage, causing quite a stir. "No way, they''re exactly the same!"


    Backstage, the contestants were just as shocked.


    No wonder Kaylee had used Lily of giarism earlier; their designs were practically carbon copies of each other.


    Not even a little tweak.


    After the initial shock, excitement rippled through the crowd, eager for the drama that was about to unfold.


    On stage, Kaylee took a deep breath, facing the stern judges. Holding back her fear, she dered, "Lily giarized my work, even down to the design concept."


    The judges frowned and called Lily to the stage.


    Lily walked up confidently, standing beside Kaylee and looking at her with deep disappointment. "Kaylee, you''re talented, and I''ve always respected you as a worthy opponent. I never expected you to stoop to giarism and then try to turn the tables on me."


    "It was you who giarized my work!"


    Anger tightened Kaylee''s grip into fists at her sides, her voice trembling with rage.


    How could someone be so brazen, copying another''s work and then acting so righteous?


    Lily nced at her with disdain before turning to address the judges and the audience, "I''vepeted in numerous contests and never encountered such audacity. Original works always surpass copies. As you can see, my design, in both details and overall execution, is far superior to Kaylee''s."Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    Indeed, Lily''s attention to detail and color coordination seemed more polished than Kaylee''s efforts.


    "The judges, being industry professionals, possess the expertise and judgment to discern who the true giarist is."


    Lily''s words rang with conviction, her confidence making her seem more credible.


    In contrast, Kaylee appeared significantly less imposing.


    Flora sat back, expressionless, watching the drama unfold.


    She was curious to see how Kaylee would handle the situation.


    Lily''s fanbase was muchrger than Kaylee''s. Many in the audience were Lily''s supporters, convinced that Kaylee was the giarist. They openly condemned her.


    "How shameless, calling herself a designer when she''s just copying and pasting?"


    "Our Lily has evenpeted in national championships. How could she possibly giarize from a neer?"


    "I heard this Kaylee is just a freshman, hardly qualified to represent her university. Who knows what underhanded things she did to get here."


    The surrounding jeers and mocking nces felt like daggers to Kaylee''s heart.


    Biting her lip, she spoke up, "Esteemed judges, myputer contains the original design files,plete with creation and modification dates. One look, and you''ll see who''s the original creator."


    "Judges, myputer also has the design''s original files,plete with timestamps," Lily quickly added, without a hint of nervousness.


    Even out of sight, her lips curled into a smug smile, as if she had been waiting for Kaylee to say just that.


    From the audience, Flora watched Lily''s confident demeanor and slowly shook her head.