"How can someone be so beautiful?" The female workers seemed to have never seen anyone so beautiful before, and they all applauded in unison.

This wasn't the first time I'd met Tang Fengqin. It was in the studio outside the factory. I knew she was beautiful, but I didn't know there was another kind of beauty called absolute beauty.

Qin Xiaoyu knew that this debut was already half a success.

With Tang Fengqin kicking off the first move, the rest of the performance went much more smoothly.

The models filed out, having rehearsed countless times. Even on their first appearance today, mistakes still occurred from time to time—either stepping off the right spot or walking too fast and bumping into the person in front of them.

Fortunately, the female workers weren't picky. Some of the models were children of the employees, and they all had relatives there. They cheered and supported the event, making it very lively.

When it was time for the fourth round, Qin Xiaoyu got up and went backstage.

The backstage area was also set up in the innermost corner of the courtyard, enclosed by a curtain to facilitate the models changing clothes.

When Qin Xiaoyu arrived, the models were already nervously changing clothes.

The place was rather cramped, and people were packed together.

This is the final performance, and the theme is evening gowns, including one off-the-shoulder dress.

At the time, this was a shocking thing, especially in the remote small cities of Northeast China, where no girl dared to show her shoulders.

This evening gown was shown by Hu Xing; she had already changed into it, but she looked very uneasy.

"Hu Xing, you're beautiful, it's alright." Qin Xiaoyu walked over, patted her hand, and comforted her.

With Tang Fengqin opening the show and Hu Xing closing it, the grand show came to a perfect end; no mishaps were allowed.

"Director Qin, should we add a scarf? It's too revealing like this," a designer muttered, concerned.

"Adding a scarf would affect the overall effect," Xu Xiaoqing shook her head.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid," Hu Xing said, mustering her courage. Qin Xiaoyu patted her hand; her fingertips were icy cold, she was still scared.

"You shameless thing! Don't you want to get married?" A woman barged in through the door. She was tall and strong, and you could tell from her face that this was Hu Xing's face more than ten years later. The woman was Hu Xing's mother.

"Sister Hu, don't get agitated. This is a fashion show, nothing shameful," Qin Xiaoyu quickly stepped in to calm things down.

"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't listen to your nonsense, why don't you go out and show your bare chest at a fashion show? If my daughter does this, people will talk about our family behind our backs! How can we face anyone now?" Hu Xing's mother patted Hu Xing twice and pulled her to change her clothes.

"Please don't get agitated. When Hu Xing signed up, I already explained the requirements for the model team. Today's fashion is all custom-made to fit each person. She's the tallest, and no one else can wear her size. If she doesn't go out, the performance won't be complete!" Qin Xiaoyu was a perfectionist, and the thought of everyone working so hard for so long, only to have their best work not be able to go on stage, made her extremely anxious.

"How about this, add some decorations to the shoulders, not an off-the-shoulder style, is that alright?" Xu Xiaoqing was also anxious and could only resort to this last resort.

“Anyway, my daughter can’t go out like this. Please give her an extra jacket.”

Hu Xing's mother knew that the model team paid well, and that she could earn a month's salary from this event. She didn't want the money she had in hand to slip away, and she also wanted to save face.

She looked at it and saw that this dress, apart from exposing the shoulders, covered the entire length of the skirt to the feet, making it more conservative than others. There was clearly enough fabric, so why didn't they add a piece of fabric on the shoulders? What a waste!

She grabbed a jacket and put it on Hu Xing, hurriedly buttoning it up with two buttons.

The music started playing, and the models walked out one by one in the rehearsed order.

"You can't wear a jacket!" Xu Xiaoqing said sadly. Just then, Hu Xing's mother raised her hand and pushed Hu Xing out.

Qin Xiaoyu tried to stop it, but it was too late. She closed her eyes in frustration; this was the last thing she wanted to see.

But what's the uproar outside the venue?

She rushed to the edge of the curtain and froze.

Hu Xing is quite something. She had already unbuttoned her jacket when she walked onto the stage, and when she turned around for her first appearance, she gracefully took off her jacket and held it in her hand.

The people in the audience were stunned, their mouths agape.

"She's showing off her broad shoulders," someone said timidly, and the audience immediately responded, with murmurs rising in discussion.

Hu Xing simply flipped her hand and threw her jacket off the stage with an air of dominance.

"Ah!" came another exclamation.

If Tang Fengqin's opening was elegant and beautiful, Hu Xing's was domineering, more like a declaration.

Suddenly the music changed, and heavy metal crashed down like thunder, leaving the audience stunned. Hu Xing had already found her perfect form; head held high, she walked forward with impeccable stage presence.

The female workers were stunned. They suddenly realized that this was a scene they only saw on television, and that it was so close to their lives.

This was a test of her beliefs, and Qin Xiaoyu knew she had achieved her goal.

Starting tonight, the female workers at Riyue Garments will be different from those in other garment factories. They know that they too can create dreams, and they will succeed.

This provides the best guidance for the development of Riyue Apparel.

Suddenly, a few flashes of light went off from the direction of the entrance. Qin Xiaoyu looked over and saw an unfamiliar face—not Wang Lei. She frowned; this was an internal performance at the factory, not open to the public.

The central platform was where the lights were most concentrated, and everyone was crowding towards the center, making the entrance very dark, which is why his position was exposed.

Qin Xiaoyu squeezed her way toward the person taking the photo, but the crowd was impenetrable. By the time she finally reached the door after much effort, it was only slightly ajar, and the person taking the photo was long gone.

As soon as the performance ended, Qin Xiaoyu instructed the female workers to leave the stage, while the models remained behind the curtain. Discipline was paramount at large events; a stampede would be disastrous.

Everyone watched with reluctance, chatting as they walked away. After a while, almost everyone had left, leaving behind a mess of sunflower seed shells and benches. The logistics staff began to clean up.

"You brat, are you trying to get yourself killed?!" Hu Xing's mother came back to life and pounced on Hu Xing, throwing a tantrum.

"Mom, I'm a model, this is a legitimate job!" Hu Xing was stubborn and refused to back down even after being hit a few times.

"Sister Hu, let's talk." Qin Xiaoyu wasn't strong enough, so Xu Xiaoqing helped her drag Hu Xing's mother aside. The model team members were already preparing to go back to their dorms to remove their makeup and rest. Qin Xiaoyu gave a wink, and Hu Xing quickly followed the team.

"Director Qin, I have five sons and only one daughter. It would be a lie to say I'm not biased. With you making such a scene, my daughter's reputation is probably ruined. What do you suggest we do?" Hu Xing's mother wiped away her tears.

"Sister Hu, have you ever been to Shanghai?"

"Shanghai? No." Hu Xing's mother was taken aback by the question and forgot to cry.

Have you been to Guangzhou?

"No."

"Hongkong?"

Where is Hong Kong?

“Look at that TV series, Huo Yuanjia, isn’t it made in Hong Kong?” Xu Xiaoqing said with a smile.

“Then we definitely can’t go, the travel expenses would be enormous.” Hu Xing’s mother rolled her eyes at Xu Xiaoqing.

“Your daughter will visit these places in the future.”