"Didn't we agree that her number would be placed later in the queue?" Gao Daxiong said angrily.
"They promised us, but I don't know what happened. They're right in front of us. Isn't this a trap?" It was Zhu Xu who spoke.
It seems they discovered the sorting had been changed.
Qin Xiaoyu turned around and walked back. She suddenly remembered that if Sister Su really helped them steal the design drawings, she might go even further. Now that she wasn't afraid of alerting her, it was better to be on guard, in case Sister Su used some tricks.
Gao Daxiong is in the competition after them. If they go on stage first, Gao Daxiong will be the one who plagiarizes. They are the ones who can't show their faces, because they're afraid they'll come up with another trick.
Qin Xiaoyu returned to her room to find only the four girls there. A Lei had gone out to buy juice, and Fei Jie and Su Jie were nowhere to be found.
"Where is Sister Su?"
"She just went out. Do you want me to go find her?" Da Ya and her friends were chatting happily with models from another agency. They were all young people and colleagues, exchanging experiences. When they saw Qin Xiaoyu come in with a strange expression, they quickly asked.
"No need to look anymore." Qin Xiaoyu walked to the clothes rack, raised her hand to tidy up, and found that all three sets were still there, untouched. It was a false alarm.
Now it's just a matter of time before it's her turn to go on stage. No matter how capable Gao Daxiong is, he can't get ahead of her.
Qin Xiaoyu smiled coldly, but the thought of Su Jie's betrayal still stung her heart.
Why does something always go wrong whenever she trusts someone?
Preparations began for number 138. Qin Xiaoyu and Daya helped pull back the curtains. Their models quickly changed into their costumes and went to the side of the stage to prepare.
Below are the clothes from Riyue. Qin Xiaoyu arranged for Hu Xing and the others to change.
"Oh my god!" Hu Xing exclaimed. Qin Xiaoyu stared in surprise at the wedding dress in Director Fei's hand. The skirt was flared out? What was going on?
"It's over, she's been up to something!" Director Fei's legs went weak.
The horse-face skirt under the wedding dress was completely unstitched. Because it was layered, it wasn't noticeable when it was hanging, but as soon as the model took a step, her two long legs were completely exposed, which was quite embarrassing.
"Quick, find the money and sew it up!" Qin Xiaoyu hurriedly went back to turn over the ball of thread, but another voice in her heart told her that it was too late.
"Number 139, get ready!" they were already urging from outside.
Daya and Dazhuang changed their clothes and stood at the door, anxiously waiting for Qin Xiaoyu's instructions.
"Number 139, three outfits are coming out, hurry up and get ready." There was another urging from outside.
"Little Fish, just go out like this. You can't just go out with two outfits, or it will be considered a forfeit!" Director Fei was going all out.
"Me?" A Lei was dressed smartly, but his clothes weren't original creations of Sun Moon Clothing.
"This won't do either, the dress doesn't have a label." Qin Xiaoyu looked at herself and panicked. She was showing her pregnant belly and was wearing a specially made maternity dress without a label.
“I remember we had tape in our box?” Hu Xing thought of a solution.
"Can the tape really stick properly? It'll crack if you take a big step, and then it'll be a huge embarrassment..." Qin Xiaoyu pulled at her hair in anguish.
They did have two rolls of medical tape, but the adhesive was so weak that it would come undone with the slightest force.
"Number 139, get ready to go on stage; number 140, get ready..." came the call from outside again.
Qin Xiaoyu peeked out and saw, not far away, the mannequins Gao Daxiong had brought, dressed in the exact same clothes as her, waiting at the door. It was remarkable how well they imitated her; it was almost indistinguishable.
Gao Daxiong looked at him with disdain.
Qin Xiaoyu really wanted to go up and tear their clothes off. Is there any fairness in this world?
Why did she put in so much effort, only to let these petty people gain power?
The door opened, and Hu Xing, dressed in her wedding gown, walked out gracefully.
"Hu Xing?" Qin Xiaoyu asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, I'll walk well." Hu Xing didn't dare to turn her head even once, and moved straight forward, step by step, steadily.
Qin Xiaoyu was in a state of turmoil, and could only follow behind her, accompanying her to the edge of the stage.
The music started, and it was Hu Xing's turn to go on stage. Qin Xiaoyu's heart clenched.
The two girls in front, Da Ya and Da Zhuang, walked the runway like models, quick and decisive, with a powerful stage presence. However, the applause wasn't very enthusiastic, probably because their aesthetic sense was limited.
Everyone understands that it is beautiful, but no one dares to show their appreciation.
Especially Daya's outfit is so sexy and a bit avant-garde.
When Hu Xing came out, the audience fell even more silent.
That night, even the most unprofessional model walked the runway like a cat, but this lady is from a respectable family, isn't she? She's taking one step at a time.
The audience erupted in uproar.
But soon someone discovered the beauty of the wedding dress.
Having just been bombarded with too many bizarre and outlandish fashions, the wedding dress worn by Myolie Wu evokes a sense of respect for tradition.
The beautiful woman approached gracefully, her skirt shimmering beneath, exuding an ethereal aura, as if she were radiating light.
She walked to the front of the stage, opened her arms, and slowly spun around. The hair ornaments on her head were crystal clear, so dazzling that one dared not look directly at them.
Her elegant gait, imbued with a strong Chinese style, gave her an air of supreme authority as she walked the lap.
Compared to wedding dresses, all other fashion styles pale in comparison and cannot be surpassed.
When Hu Xing walked behind the curtain, the applause from the audience was still thunderous. She was supposed to go back for a curtain call. But she simply didn't have the courage anymore, and Qin Xiaoyu wouldn't let her take that risk.
They continued to move step by step toward the changing room, but number 140, who had been called in the corridor, was nowhere to be seen.
Qin Xiaoyu knew that this feud was now set in stone, and even if Gao Daxiong didn't hold a grudge, she wouldn't let him off the hook.
For the rest of the time, the competition on stage continued, while in the locker room, Director Fei worked diligently, finally managing to stitch the wedding dress so that it wouldn't tear halfway through.
Therefore, when Hu Xing went on stage to receive the award, she walked with a normal gait.
"Was the gait you took during your performance a model's walk?" the reporter asked Hu Xing, very perceptive.
"Yes, that's a uniquely Chinese model's walk. We'll walk like that when we go abroad, to Paris Fashion Week," Qin Xiaoyu said proudly.
My aunt was still very concerned about this matter and even called from abroad to inquire. After hearing A-Lei's account of being framed, my aunt actually breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that my uncle's help the night before was really just out of affection for A-Lei, and my aunt didn't believe the so-called solid evidence.
The group returned to their lodgings, but Sister Su was nowhere to be found.
"Where could she have gone? Did she buy a ticket and go back by herself? She was perfectly fine, how could she..." Director Fei was so angry he gritted his teeth.
Qin Xiaoyu made a phone call to Guangzhou and went directly to Xu Jingye. He needed to know about Su Ju's matter.
Xu Jingye listened to the phone in silence, and finally just said "I understand".
Qin Xiaoyu could tell that he had suffered a great blow.
Stealing the design drafts not only betrayed Riyue Apparel, but also Xu Jingye, who was injured in the process.
Following the competition is a nationwide trade fair. Qin Xiaoyu is well-prepared, and factories from all over the country are already bringing their products to Beijing.
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