According to the modeling industry’s standards, 178 is considered a decent height for female models, while 175 is regarded as average. Su Xingqi has always presented herself as having a height of 178, and now that her real height has been exposed, how could she not be enraged? What made her even more furious was Su Xingyu’s clear voice following shortly after: "Whether it’s 178 or 175, measuring it on the spot would reveal the truth, wouldn’t it, host?" The last sentence was directed at the host. The host said with a smile, "Of course. We’ll have a measuring tape here shortly." This is the Blade Group Headquarters, so even if there’s no measuring tape at the finals venue, borrowing one from the administration department is not difficult. In fact, as soon as Su Xingyu finished speaking, a staff member had already gone to the administration department. Su Xingqi’s glamorous face changed color sharply; measuring height on the spot would reveal her deception! She secretly gritted her teeth, displaying an extremely humiliated look, and told the host, "I won’t verify! It’s an insult to me!" Although this excuse was feeble, it could pass. The host couldn’t force her and could only persuade, "If there’s doubt among everyone, Miss Su Xingqi, wouldn’t it be good to verify and clear your own name?" The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the NoveI~Fire.net But where does she have any injustice? Su Xingqi knew very well that her height had indeed been falsely claimed by 3 centimeters; she couldn’t verify it at all! She showed a deeply humiliated expression more and more, insisting not to verify: "Should I verify just because some random person doubts me? Ridiculous!" She spoke resolutely, but the audience downstage thought differently. "Afraid to verify, probably feeling guilty." "There must be a trick." Someone cupped their hand into a speaker, shouting loudly toward the stage, "Verify, verify, if you have a clear conscience you’re not afraid of the shadow!" "Exactly! If there’s nothing secret, why not dare!" More and more people were jeering. Seeing the scene about to get chaotic, Su Xingyu gently tilted her head: "Don’t want to verify? That’s okay. When the tape measure arrives, we can verify my height anyway. I’m 162, wearing 5 cm high heels, now standing on the same stage as Su Xingqi. Once everyone measures the grid lines and scales later, can’t they calculate her height?" This move is really... brutal! In the online live streaming room, many were giving thumbs-up: "Su Xingyu is really clever!" "Quickly measure, quickly measure!" Some bystander indeed made a scale right there, using the height of the two people on stage as a reference, and calculated the result: "Su Xingqi is indeed 175 cm tall, not 178 cm at all!" "The scale is too rough; it’s not precise by centimeters, is it?" Someone doubted. "Not precise my ass! I graduated from a surveying program!" Talents are hidden among netizens. Regardless of whether that bystander actually graduated from a surveying program, netizens are often not concerned with the seriousness of matters, and the issue of Su Xingqi’s height quickly spread widely. A few minutes later, everyone following this finals knew about Su Xingqi’s height fraud. The host saw the report coming back from the webcast and decisively asked Su Xingyu, "If Su Xingqi’s height is indeed fabricated, how did it affect this photo?" The implication almost definitely confirmed Su Xingqi’s deception. Su Xingqi’s face looked ugly: "I didn’t fake it!" The host calmly replied, "Don’t be nervous, Miss Su Xingqi, I’m just saying ’if’." But everyone could tell that the host didn’t believe her at all. Su Xingqi was helpless, her heart seething like in boiling oil, watching as her disguise was peeled away layer by layer with nothing she could do. Su Xingyu pointed at the photo and asked the host, "Look at the person in the photo, do they look like someone with a height of 175 cm?" The host didn’t have such a good eye as hers, took a close look, and then smiled: "I can’t precisely distinguish a few centimeters, but Miss Su Xingqi certainly looks taller in the photo than on the stage." Many spectators inside and outside the venue noticed this issue and discussions resumed loudly. Su Xingqi, frustrated, exclaimed, "That’s because I’m wearing a high-waisted long dress! It has an elongating effect visually!" "Is that so?" Su Xingyu casually challenged, her fingers pinpointing a tree trunk in the photo like a deity, "This tree has a knot at this location, everyone knows the photo was taken at the outdoor garden of the Four-leaf Clover Cafe, we can easily measure the height of that tree on site, compare it to Su Xingqi’s height, and see if it’s a visual illusion." Measuring the tree’s height isn’t something that can be done on the spot, yet Su Xingqi insisted: "This is slander!" Su Xingyu ignored her and continued, "Su Xingqi, your actual height is 175, the officially published one is 178, but according to the photo it seems even 183 is possible, indicating the part of your long dress covered by furniture is intentionally padded, you deliberately elevated yourself to align with the light angle and create the ’Golden Wing Angel’ effect, isn’t this staged photography?" The audience reacted with uproar, even the host was shocked: "Padded underfoot? Then it really is staged photography! This is against the competition rules! Su Xingqi, you weren’t the photographer, when Lin Luna edited the photos later you can claim you didn’t know, but you can’t be unaware of padding underfoot! In the photo, you’re merely accepting a cup of tea from a waiter, why pad yourself if not posing for the camera? No one would believe otherwise!" "Exactly, exactly!" The audience’s tumult increased, "It’s staged photography!" "It’s staged photography, so shameless!" "I didn’t!" By this time, Su Xingqi still refused to admit it, but her speech was pale and she was caught in a dilemma. Beside her, a trace of resentment flashed in photographer Lin Luna’s eyes, and she stood up bravely: "Indeed, this photo is staged, to achieve the needed height, Su Xingqi deliberately padded a few books under her feet! Those books are still at my home, at that time the outdoor garden was muddy, and the books have mud marks from her shoe soles, if anyone doesn’t believe it, they can have Blade Group people accompany me home to get those books for comparison!" Su Xingyu smiled: "Yes, Su Xingqi’s shoe size is 40, and she doesn’t wear non-brand shoes. If her shoe sole pattern is matched with the several pairs of shoes Su Xingqi usually wears, it should correspond." Su Xingqi screamed: "Absurd! Lin Luna, it’s clearly your own deception, I knew nothing! Don’t blame me for everything!" Lin Luna glared at her fiercely: "My entire reputation as a photographer is ruined by this incident of yours, and you still want to pin the whole blame on me? Wishful thinking! If not for your persistent persuasion, why would I travel from H City to participate in such a small contest, with my current status and standing in the photography industry, is it worth it? You said you would do anything to win!"