Marry A Sweetheart And Get Another Free: President, Please Sign This!

The voices of the audience have not yet died down.

Suddenly, the music in the show changed.

All the models on the catwalk are on the runway again.

However, this time, they didn't have a separate fixed-point display time. They just walked around the T-stage and stood at the designated position, waiting for the judges to score.

When Fang Zixi and Luo Chenxi came on the stage again, they got special attention from the media.

Just now, when they were on the show, many people were so lost that they forgot to take photos. Now they have to make up for it.

"You two, look this way!"

"Can you turn around a little bit?"

The reporters came close and kept shooting.

This posture is comparable to the red carpet performance of top brands in the film festival.

Bai Xinxin was standing in front of them, but the reporters completely ignored her and just photographed the two apparently new faces behind her.

Seeing this, Bai Xinxin almost lost her nose.

Are these reporters blind? Is it too snobbish?

She just made a mistake, and no one paid attention to her!

What's good for two new models? It's not worth carrying her shoes!

Luo Chenxi and Fang Zixi try their best to cooperate with the requirements of the reporters, smiling a little stiff.

Finally, the vice president of SL group came to the stage to give a speech, and the reporters had to step back.

Luo Chenxi had no time to breathe a sigh of relief. Turning her head, she suddenly saw the familiar figure on the jury.

I almost fell off the stage.

The trough!

Why is mu Dashao here?!

Didn't he go to m country to talk business?

At this time, Mu Yichen just raised his head and looked at her.

Their eyes were opposite.

Mu Da Shao's deep black eyes stayed on her face for a moment and gave a cold hum.

Luo Chenxi's face became more stiff.

No? She's wearing a man's dress now. Even Fang Zixi says that her appearance is different from her. Can mu Dashao recognize her?

She felt guilty and subconsciously took two steps to Fang Zixi.

A burst of praise came from the audience: "good match!"

Mu also Chen sees in the eye, the cold meaning of eyeground is more obvious.

These two women are still wearing lovers' clothes!

He recognized the woman standing next to Luo Chenxi. Last time he met her at secret club, she was the Secretary beside Bai Shixun!

Moreover, during this period of time, Bai Shixun complained every day because his secretary asked for annual leave, and always wanted to take her back to work.

Mu Yichen immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a wechat to Bai Shixun: "Shixun, did you see the big show of SL group today?"

Before long, Bai Shixun replied: "don't mention fashion show to me, no matter what the best beauty is, I'm not interested in it now!! I haven't been in it for a month. I work overtime every day! "

"I think it's necessary for you to have a look if you want to stop working overtime earlier."

"What do you mean?"

Bai Shixun had a blank face.

At this time, the speech of vice president of SL group ended.

Despite Bai Shixun's repeated questioning, Mu Yichen threw his mobile phone aside and did not reply.

"As we all know, the final score of Huafeng competition is composed of two parts. The on-site jury is composed of fashion circle and business celebrities, and the score accounts for 60%. The off-site audience online voting accounts for 40%. Now, before the judges give their marks, let's listen to their comments and see which designer's work is No.1 in their heart. "

With that, the host walked to the jury.

The designers in the stands are nervous and looking forward to it.

Wu Lingshan showed a sneer of disdain at the corner of her mouth.

"These idiots, do you think they will be called to praise their works? Most of these judges are friends with my parents. They have accepted bribes in private. They will only nominate me! "

"The only accident is mu Dashao. However, since he came here for Bai Xinxin, he will certainly be on my side!"

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