The next day, when Yang Qiaoqiao and her classmates set up the recruitment posters and registration tables at the school gate, sure enough, many students quickly came to sign up.

Based on the number of clothes to be exhibited, Yang Qiaoqiao decided to recruit ten models for this exhibition.

With time running out, she naturally couldn't thoroughly investigate the character and background of every student who signed up.

Therefore, the selection is based solely on physical appearance and academic major.

Ideally, they should be English majors.

Since the customers at this trade fair are mainly foreign businesspeople, English majors will not have language barriers when communicating with them and can communicate better.

If they can't recruit enough English majors, Yang Qiaoqiao's second choice is Chinese language majors.

Students majoring in Chinese language have studied traditional culture in depth, which allows them to better interpret the beauty of traditional cultural elements on her clothing.

In the end, Yang Qiaoqiao recruited a total of 6 English majors and 4 Chinese language and literature majors.

They all have excellent figures, and although their faces may not all be stunningly beautiful, they each have their own unique features, making them stand out in a crowd.

Compared to yesterday's setbacks, today went so smoothly that Wu Xiaocao and Luo Yingzi were full of energy.

As they were packing up to leave, Luo Yingzi couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, "It's just that the venue the trade fair gave us was too small, otherwise we could definitely recruit ten more models."

Wu Xiaocao also said happily, "The school leaders are really capable. Yesterday, no matter how we explained it to these college students, none of them believed us."

The school leaders only criticized the few female students who reported us. Once that got out, all the college students' misunderstandings about models were cleared up.

As Wu Xiaocao spoke, she gazed longingly at the university campus.

Although she is now the director of a garment factory, she still feels extremely envious when she sees college students carrying books in and out of such a beautiful campus.

Unfortunately, she herself will probably never have the chance to study at a university in her lifetime.

Just as Wu Xiaocao was feeling regretful, several familiar figures emerged from the campus and ran towards them.

"Comrades, are you leaving? Are you still hiring?"

When Luo Yingzi looked at those people, she realized they were the same ones who had accused them of recruiting prostitutes yesterday.