At this time, Ji Baibai also came. Because of the accident that happened in the previous rematch, Ji Baibai had a lot of things in big and small bags.
Murong Rong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
"Come on, I'm waiting in the audience to see you shine." The person who spoke was Cheng Lin.
Originally, Cheng Lin intended to continue to be Murong Rong's display model in this final, but because her reputation was too great, she was politely persuaded to quit by the organizer.
Queen Cheng's reputation is too great. It's unfair to other contestants for her to show off Murong Rong's clothes.
Cheng Lin sneered at the word fairness, but did not insist on it.
Because Murong Rong's strength does not need the blessing of her reputation at all.
"Thank you, Sister Lin."
"What's your name, Sister Lin? Cousin." Cheng Lin glanced sideways at Rong Jiuci: "After all, this guy is just a younger brother to me."
Murong Rong's cheeks turned slightly red, and she called out generously: "Cousin."
"Hey, that sounds really nice, cousin." Cheng Lin was satisfied, and she patted Murong Rong's arm: "Let's compete in a while. If there's another person who doesn't have a good eye and refuses to wear your dress, just call me.
I’ll keep going.”
Murong Rong felt warm in her heart and thanked her very sincerely: "Thank you."
"Why are you being so polite? If you make a life-long contract with my cousin, then you are your own family. Of course, it would be even better if you would leave me a set of high-definition clothes from your studio."
Ever since Murong Rong won the first place in the semi-finals, the works of Blooming Studio have been on the rise. In addition, Murong Rong did not want his works to be ruined in the street for the sake of sales, so he controlled the production extremely strictly, so it was difficult to buy one.
beg.
Murong Rong agreed: "It would be an honor for me and Cheng Kai to make my cousin like me."
Only then did Cheng Lin become happy.
It was getting late, Murong Rong was about to go in with Ji Baibai, but as soon as he turned around, he was stopped by Rong Jiuci.
"What's wrong?" Murong Rong turned around, and then a kiss fell on her forehead.
Rong Jiuci raised his hand to tuck the hair on her cheek behind her ear, and said warmly: "A lucky kiss."
Cheng Lin was dissatisfied: "What's the point of kissing the forehead? Just kiss the mouth."
Faced with Cheng Lin's teasing, Murong Rong's cheeks immediately turned red, and she pulled Ji Baibai into the venue as if running away.
Cheng Lin clicked her tongue: "It's so funny." She turned around and saw Rong Jiuci staring at Murong Rong's figure, and couldn't help but said: "It seems you have really fallen into trouble."
"I thought you already knew this." After saying this, Rong Jiuci turned around.
"Hey, where are you going? The VIP seats go from here."
"Who said I want to go to the VIP table? I want to go to the family table."
"Family seats?" Cheng Lin's jaw dropped in shock: "If you don't sit in the nice VIP seats, why don't you go to the family seats? Is there anything wrong with your brain?"
Rong Jiuci glanced sideways at his cousin: "A single like you won't understand."
Cheng Lin was speechless: "You just say what you say. It's not good to engage in personal attacks."
Rong Jiuci didn't bother to pay attention to Cheng Lin and turned around and entered the passage.
Cheng Lin didn't expect Rong Jiuci to actually go. She thought about it and prepared to follow her, wanting to appreciate her cousin's crazy love the whole time.
Just as she lifted her steps, she saw a figure getting out of the car.
Chu Yunxiao.
Cheng Lin immediately forgot about her cousin and walked over without hesitation.
"Hi."
When Chu Yunxiao turned around, he saw a bright face: "It's you."
The man's brows furrowed slightly, his expression cold and obviously displeased.
Cheng Lin seemed as if she didn't feel it, and she still smiled like a little sun.
"Yes, it's me. I really didn't expect to meet you here. It's such a fate."
Murong Rong took Ji Baibai into the competition venue and was surrounded by reporters.
"Miss Murong Rong, are you confident in this competition? Many people on the Internet are predicting that you will be the second three consecutive champions!"
"Miss Mu, I heard that you and Mr. Rong are about to have a good relationship. Is this true?"
"Miss Mu..."
Ji Baibai stood in front of Murong Rong and stopped the reporters: "I'm sorry, the competition is about to start, so it's not convenient to be interviewed now. If you have any questions, why not wait until after the competition is over, then Miss Mu will definitely answer all your questions.
.”
The reporters naturally refused to give up. Murong Rong had so many qualities worthy of being interviewed that they did not want to let her go.
But Ji Baibai was too smart and protected Murong Rong tightly. They could only watch as Murong Rong disappeared before their eyes.
Murong Rong gave Ji Baibai a thumbs up: "Awesome, really awesome."
Ji Baibai shook his hair: "That is necessary. After all, I will follow you to lead our blooming to the international stage."
"Have ambition, have ambition."
At this time a female voice came over.
Ji Baibai turned around and saw Song Hongfeng striding over.
Seeing Song Hongfeng giving her a thumbs up, Ji Baibai felt a little embarrassed: "I'm telling you a joke."
Song Hongfeng disagreed: "I am really complimenting you, why is it a joke? I have great confidence in Rong Rong."
She turned to look at Murong Rong and asked, "How prepared do you think you are this time?"
"Fortunately, I tried my best anyway."
"Oh, my little heart trembles as soon as I hear you say you tried your best. I'm so scared. It seems that this time, I may not be destined to be the champion."
Murong Rong raised his eyebrows: "Yeah, maybe I'll let you make it right."
Song Hongfeng's expression suddenly fell.
Ji Baibai was a little anxious: "No, Rong Rong is not..."
"Pfft——"
Song Hongfeng smiled: "I just like your cool and confident look." She looked at Ji Baibai and said quickly: "Don't worry, Rong Rong and I are joking. Although I have only known her for a short time,
, but I am just as happy for her championship as for my championship.”
Ji Baibai breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister Hongfeng, you're here. It's getting late. Let's go backstage and have a look first."
Song Hongfeng nodded, looked at Murong Rong and said, "Rong Rong, I'll excuse you now. We'll see you on the catwalk later."
"See you later."
After Song Hongfeng left, Ji Baibai couldn't help but glare at Murong Rong: "Rong Rong, why are you talking to Miss Song like this? What if she is unhappy?"
"Won't."
Murong Rong's eyelids drooped and she said quietly: "Didn't she say that? We are friends with me. My champion is just like her champion."
Ji Baibai rolled his eyes: "Those are just polite words. Miss Song's ambition for the championship is written all over her face. So, do you have to be careful with what you say in the future?"
Murong Rong laughed: "I know, I know, Housekeeper."
"Ah, I've rebelled against you, and you dare to call me housekeeper."
Half an hour later, the host came onto the stage and announced the rules of the final: "The voting method for this final is divided into four parts. Jury voting, news media voting, live audience voting, and online voting. One vote of the judges is worth 10,000
Tickets. The rules have been announced and now the game begins."