The competition is in progress, what should she do if she has a stomachache?
People have three urgent needs, and we can't let him really poop at the competition.
Seeing Lin Yazhi like this, my stomach hurt so badly that cold sweat started to appear on my forehead.
The teacher turned around and quickly asked the judges for instructions: "Student No. 30, I will take you to the toilet."
"Okay, thank you!" Lin Yazhi covered her stomach in pain and followed the teacher away.
Jiang Manyue glanced at her table. There seemed to be nothing but a few pieces of cloth.
I really don’t know what this woman is doing, but my design is the most important thing at the moment.
After a while, Lin Yazhi came back from the bathroom.
He seemed to be in high spirits and busier than before.
"Da Da Da!" The sounds of sewing machines came one after another, and soon the designated design and production time was up.
The teacher walked to the center of the field and announced, "Dear contestants, time is up."
"All students present please bring your designed clothes and models to the dressing room."
Jiang Manyue then stood up and looked around with satisfaction holding the finished clothes.
Everyone seems confident; the real battle is about to begin.
Seeing that everyone had gone to the locker room, she looked down at the time on her watch.
It's already three o'clock, and Qin Zhenbei hasn't come yet?
Seeing that everyone was going to the locker room to change clothes, it might be too late if we delay any further.
Lin Yazhi watched her looking at the door anxiously, and suddenly felt proud.
"Hey, sister, who are you waiting for?"
"Could it be that the model you were looking for hasn't arrived yet? If you miss it, you will be disqualified from the competition."
"You've been embroidering for so long, it will be troublesome if you can't even go on stage."
This shows how much he wants to see a good show, he even hopes that she can't go on stage.
"Shut up!" Jiang Manyue glanced at her coldly: "You are less than 1.6 meters tall even when you stand on tiptoe."
"Even if I got on stage, I couldn't see it. I couldn't even touch the male model's knees when I jumped."
"You, what did you say? I'm 1.6 meters tall." Lin Yazhi was so angry that she broke down.
Isn't this just a mockery of her? Being short is her weakness.
158 cm is not considered short among lesbians of that era. Whenever someone asks her about her height, she says she is 1.6 meters tall.
It’s okay for ordinary people, but if you become a model, you will definitely be a dwarf.
Hearing this, several models around her looked at her and covered their mouths and laughed.
Lin Yazhi was wearing seven or eight centimeters high heels, which made her half a head shorter than others.
"Humph!" Lin Yazhi was furious: "What are you so proud of? You don't even have a model."
"Full moon!" A familiar voice was heard at this time, and a tall figure came quickly.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man appear.
"Wow!" An exclamation was heard instantly at the scene.
With broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, his handsome and cool appearance attracted everyone's attention.
Qin Zhenbei was wearing a white shirt, which highlighted his superior figure to the fullest.
The security guard brought Qin Zhenbei to the competition venue, almost jogging.
"Sorry, I was a bit busy so I'm late. Did you miss it?"
"No!" Jiang Manyue nodded, and saw that he relaxed completely.
Even those professional models instantly looked inferior when standing next to him.
Especially Zhao Chunlei, although he was only 1.8 meters tall, he looked like a rookie at this moment.
No, it's more like a fragile boiled chicken.
Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw him and they were amazed: "Who is this person?"
"Is this gay also a model? His body proportions are so good, aren't they?"
"Yeah, there are male models this tall in our school, how come I've never seen one before."
"Classmate, where did you invite this model from?"
Many people began to ask questions, which made Qin Zhenbei a little overwhelmed.
Jiang Manyue couldn't help laughing: "Yes, I invited him from home!"
"Ah? So it's a family member." Several senior students immediately understood what he meant.
"This figure is simply too good, taller than those in the modeling class at our school."
Lin Yazhi looked at Qin Zhenbei and her whole face changed color instantly.
"Brother Zhenbei, why are you here?"
Qin Zhenbei replied coldly: "Of course I am here to be a model for Man Yue."
Lin Yazhi wanted to bite her teeth to pieces, she had clearly invited him but was rejected on the spot.
Now that Jiang Manyue asked him to come, he actually came willingly.
We should be hypocritical in life. Love and hate are obvious immediately.
"What's the hurry?" She was dissatisfied, still feeling unbalanced: "The design competition is not about models."
"This is a competition of whose design ability is better. You will lose to me soon."
This confident statement made everyone look at her with doubt.
A first-year student actually spoke such nonsense, but Jiang Manyue just looked at her coldly and didn't care.
All the contestants changed their clothes and it was finally time for the crucial moment of the final presentation and evaluation.
Standing backstage, you can hear the judges giving scores from time to time.
"9.6 points, 9.4 points, 9.5 points!"
The final score of senior student No. 14 Huang Lingling was very good, and her design concept was also very good.
So far, she has the highest score in the entire competition.
As expected of last year’s champion, he is really amazing. Some people around him have already started to talk nervously.
"This time Director Zhao is coming to our school to recruit three students. Not everyone can get into a state-owned garment factory."
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