The requirements aren't high; all that's needed is for these girls to walk without falling or acting wildly, and to naturally exude their aura.
After all, this isn't the Victoria's Secret election.
Ye Wanying brought out a total of five designs this time. Excluding the children's version, she brought all the designs. It was just right that the twenty people were divided into four groups. After the previous group changed out of their clothes, the next group would change into them and continue.
I didn't expect so many students to sign up, otherwise I wouldn't have only brought out five designs.
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The first group consists of Li Hong, Guan Lin, Li Na, Song Jiao, and Zhou Mingjun.
The five girls changed their clothes in the next office and came back quickly.
In the classroom, all the female students exclaimed in amazement when they saw the clothes and skirts worn by the five people: "Wow, those skirts are so pretty, I want one!"
“I think that puffy one looks nice; wearing it would make you feel like a princess.”
"They're all so beautiful! What am I supposed to do if I want them all?"
"Haha, what can we do? Buy it!"
The female classmate really liked it, and she actually nodded and agreed: "Buy it, I'll definitely buy it, I'll buy them all!"
Ye Wanying had been observing everyone's emotions, so she took in all their amazement, liking, and praise. It was good that this had the desired effect; it seemed that everyone was accepting it.
Those five female students were also walking the runway for the first time, so they were quite reserved and a bit awkward.
Ye Wanying couldn't help but remind you, "You can't be this nervous. You're already nervous with all your classmates here. What will you do when you face many more strangers? So relax, don't be nervous, and take it easy. Just treat these people like ordinary radishes and cabbages."
If radishes and cabbages were all like this, wouldn't they all become sentient beings?
However, this reassurance did have some effect. All five people were noticeably less tense than before, and after relaxing, the appearance was finally acceptable.
Of the five, only two showed a certain flair; the other three were too stiff.
Three names were crossed out on the list.
Naturally, none of the classmates noticed any of this, but the two men next to them saw it all. Zhang Kui's eyes once again flashed with admiration for Ye Wanying, making his secretary feel a chill.
Boss, Miss Ye is a married woman. Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up by Commander Gao for doing this?
Clearly, the boss couldn't hear what the secretary was thinking; his gaze remained fixed intently on the woman beside him.
An outstanding woman deserves everyone's admiration!
Whether she's married or not!
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Ye Wanying wasn't unaware of the intense gaze, but she couldn't discern anything else in it besides admiration. This made it difficult for her to speak.
If someone appreciates you, it means they recognize your abilities.
Being overly sentimental is not good.
This is a huge asset, hold on tight and be prepared to make a mistake!
Fortunately, the four groups of models did not take too long, finishing in less than twenty minutes.
Eight people were also circled.
The secretary stood up, holding the list:
"Well, first of all, I would like to say thank you to all the students for your enthusiastic participation. You have given us such a wonderful performance. All the students performed very well."
papapa... the sound of slapping.
"However, we only have eight spots available. So, after two rounds of selection, we have chosen eight outstanding female students. Of course, this does not mean that the other students are not outstanding. It's just that your excellence lies more in other areas. So, I regret to inform you that we have taken up your time."
P.S.: Some people say it's wordy, and others say it's off-topic. I finally got a second male lead, and you're not giving him a chance?
Or did you fall in love with him directly?
Is that possible?
The article states that Mr. Zhang is also a person of status!
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