The host came out, took the microphone and said: "All contestants, please leave and go to the lounge to rest temporarily. After half an hour, you will start to show your works. This time, there are only thirty-three places that can advance. I wish you all good luck."
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When Song Hongfeng arrived at the lounge with everyone, Murong Rong was already there.
She was drinking water and had a plate of snacks and fruits at her hand.
Song Hongfeng walked quickly to Murong Rong's side, with an exclamation in her tone: "Wow, you came back so early. By the way, how is your dress redesigned and modified?"
Murong Rong said calmly: "You have also seen the original appearance of my dress. It is difficult to deal with. I also have a headache, so I just messed with it casually. I hope the result will not be too ugly after a while."
Song Hongfeng didn't believe it. Although she had never seen how Murong Rong changed the dress, judging from Murong Rong's current performance, I'm afraid the final work turned out well.
Song Hongfeng secretly gritted his teeth, but he didn't want to dwell too much on this topic, mainly because it was useless to dwell on it.
She asked again: "Rong Rong, why did you just apply for review by the judges?"
"I can't help it. You also know that my current situation is very hateful. But there are so many people here. I really can't guess who will dislike me and give me a stumbling block. After thinking about it, I still think
It's more appropriate to move your position in front of the judges, so that even if those people are unhappy, they won't dare to make trouble in front of the judges, right?"
"Haha, Rong Rong, you are so thoughtful."
Song Hongfeng praised Murong Rong, but she gritted her teeth in her heart. This Murong Rong was so cunning, he actually had so much in his heart.
At this time, other players came to talk to Song Hongfeng, and she started chatting with them.
Murong Rong didn't care at all, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Half an hour passed quickly, and the contestants' dresses had been assigned to the models. Soon the lights changed, the music started, and the first work began to be displayed.
The players who had moved from the lounge to the viewing area had no intention of chatting. They were all so nervous that their breathing became rapid.
This link is more rigorous than before. Some contestants whose works were not completed were directly given zero points. Such results are destined to be eliminated.
The contestants couldn't help crying, which made the atmosphere at the scene even more tense.
Soon it was the turn of Song Hongfeng's work, and Murong Rong showed a serious posture.
She knew about Song Hongfeng's past and knew that she was very capable.
At this moment, a staff member came over and whispered in Murong Rong's ear: "Miss Mu, your model refuses to wear your work. Please go to the backstage to handle it."
Murong Rong frowned and followed the staff to the backstage.
Backstage.
A group of staff members were surrounding the model to persuade her.
But instead of stopping, the model kicked the plastic mannequin aside and fell to the ground.
She said in a bossy voice: "I will never wear such outrageously ugly clothes. I don't want to be called a bumpkin in the future!"
"Miss Lisa, you have signed a contract with our organizing committee. Your uncooperation will make things very difficult for us. I advise you to change into your dress quickly so as not to affect the subsequent work process."
Murong Rong heard these words when she arrived, and then she knew it was over. This model named Lisa would never wear her dress again.
Sure enough, the model was furious: "Don't scare me with liquidated damages. I can afford to pay that little money. Even if you want to file a lawsuit, I will stay with you to the end. I will also sue you for deliberately dressing up in weird clothes to influence me."
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"Miss Lisa..."
"Since Miss Lisa doesn't want to wear my dress, forget it."
When the staff heard the sound, they saw Murong Rong walking over.
She couldn't help but frown and said angrily: "Miss Mu, it's already a mess now. Can you please stop adding to the mess?"
"What do you mean by that? What do you mean by causing trouble? It's obvious that the model you hired is unprofessional!"
Before Murong Rong could speak, an angry voice sounded.
Murong Rong turned around and saw Song Hongfeng walking over.
Song Hongfeng held Murong Rong's arm: "Rong Rong, don't be afraid, they are deliberately trying to embarrass you."
Lisa became even more angry when she heard this: "What do you mean I deliberately embarrass her? Isn't it because she is unlucky to get such weird clothes? If I really wear it and show it out, I'm afraid my future career will be ruined.
destroyed!"
The model became angrier as she spoke, took the handbag, tossed her hair and left.
"That's it, the model is angry and left. Let me see what you are going to do next? I don't care!" The staff member also left angrily.
"These people are so outrageous!"
Song Hongfeng scolded, and then comforted Murong Rong: "Rong Rong, don't worry, I will help you find other models right now. Let's find a model with a high profile, so that Lisa will regret and be ashamed after seeing it!"
After saying that, Song Hongfeng took her cell phone to make a call angrily.
When the other models saw that there was no excitement, they just went about their own business.
Unlike Lisa, they have no ability to be pretentious.
At this time, Murong Rong's cell phone suddenly rang.
It was Rong Jiuci who called.
As soon as Murong Rong connected, Rong Jiuci's voice came from the other end: "Do you need help?"
"You know I'm in trouble?"
"I just saw you leaving the viewing area."
Murong Rong was a little surprised: "Are you watching the live broadcast?"
"Um."
Murong Rong didn't know what to say with the simple word "um".
She knew very well how busy Rong Jiuci was, but under such circumstances, he was still watching the live broadcast.
Murong Rong wanted to keep her heart of stone, but she couldn't help but said in a low voice: "This is such a waste of your time."
Rong Jiuci smiled, and his soft voice reached Murong Rong's ears like smoke: "What do you call a waste of time?"
Murong Rong's cheeks felt a little hot, but she didn't speak.
Rong Jiuci said: "I asked Assistant Yang to contact Cheng Lin, and she agreed to be your display model."
"Cheng Lin?" Upon hearing this title, Murong Rong was stunned.
Cheng Linna was the first Chinese woman to appear in the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show, and she was affectionately called the Angel of the East by those foreigners who set their sights on top.
As long as there is a big show where she appears, other models will be called her foils, and the clothes she wears will instantly become the most popular items.
If she hadn't announced her withdrawal from the industry before, there would have been nothing to do with Ye Wanxin on China's catwalk.
But even though Cheng Lin has retired for many years, she is still known as the queen of the catwalk, and her status is unshakable.
"Um."
"It's really her." Murong Rong said with a smile: "If she comes, won't the place tonight be ruined?"
"as long as you are happy."
"Do you know how much you sound like a fool?" Murong Rong teased, and then said seriously: "Thank you."
"Thank you is not such empty words. Rong Rong, you know what I like."
"..." Murong Rong: "I'm still busy, so I'll hang up first."
As soon as Murong Rong put away her phone, Song Hongfeng walked in, her face full of guilt: "Rong Rong, I'm sorry, I haven't found a model for you yet. The time is too tight, they can't come in a short time."