"Aon Flearov!"
Aon, who was thinking that the winner might be one of the four contestants, suddenly heard his second brother calling his name.
He almost subconsciously saluted and shouted "Yes, sir!"
Thank God Aon bit his tongue and suppressed his impulse.
The teenager quickly smiled at the camera and made the right expression; a mixture of surprise, disbelief, shock and a hint of tears.
The other four contestants in the same grid as Aon looked at the boy with wide eyes.
"How is this possible? The judges actually gave him such a high score, but the audience gave him so few votes!"
Isn't this guy a recently popular traffic star? Shouldn't his votes be the highest and his score be the lowest?
How come it was the opposite?
The two pure stylists and designers in the team couldn't believe that a newcomer with no background in fashion actually got better scores than them.
