Billions of cute babies: The wealthy wife ran away again

At this moment, Xia Ying, who had always been proud of herself, finally felt the pressure.

After all, she had never paid attention to this group of contestants before.

And now...

After greeting No. 18, Qi Yan walked directly to Xu Qingzhi's side and sat down.Xu Qingzhi smiled lightly and said, "Very powerful."

"That's right, don't you look at who I am?" Qi Yan's tone was full of pride, "So you'd better not let me down, at least stay in this round, right?"

Seeing the arrogant appearance, Xu Qingzhi nodded her head.

Xia Ying stared at the two people who were talking, and even though she couldn't hear their conversation, she could still feel the joy and relaxation of their atmosphere.

Obviously, there was no tension at all.

Xia Ying clenched her fists unconsciously: Are these two so confident in themselves?Are you not afraid of being compared?

At this time, No. 5, who had been sitting quietly beside him, slowly opened his mouth: "No. 25... Our opponent is so powerful, will we lose..."

"Shut up." Xia Ying's face darkened, and she quickly looked around. Fortunately, the camera didn't shoot here, but focused on Qi Yan.

She lowered her voice, "What do you mean? Do you think I'm not as good as them? Are you trying to boost others' ambition or find fault?"

Number 5: "That's not what I meant..."

"Okay, anyway, I am so popular, I will definitely win the game." Xia Ying said.

She didn't seem to care, but only she knew the anxiety in her heart.

For this design, she didn't take any opinion from No. 5, she came completely according to her own ideas...

If the score of the work is not good, doesn't it mean that she lost to them?

No, Xia Ying didn't want to admit it.

Even if she really loses, she will only lose to Qi Yan, who has the honor of number 18, like Xu Qingzhi... How could she not be able to compare with this layman.

As if she had a feeling for her, it was Xu Qingzhi and Liu Liuliu's turn soon.

Hearing his number, Liu Liuliu inevitably became nervous.

Xu Qingzhi squeezed her hand: "It's okay."

Liu Liuliu blinked at her, and nodded under the woman's gentle and firm gaze.

The two stepped onto the stage. When they saw them, the guest who had always been a taciturn guest, the cheongsam master An Lao, actually said: "I heard before that there was a combination of cheongsams among the contestants. If I didn't I remember wrong, it should be you, right?"

Elder An's appearance was kind, but under his serious expression, his voice was a little bit lower.

Xu Qingzhi nodded: "Yes."

Seeing the contestant's calm face, Mr. An, who was originally stern, chuckled softly: "Young people nowadays are really getting bolder, but I like it very much."

"After all, there are talented people from generation to generation, and the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. An old bone like me will sooner or later be compared by young people."

Mr. An touched the stubble on his chin: "I just don't know, could this person be you?"

This question is a test of the emotional intelligence of the contestants. If they do not answer well, they will be scolded.

Xu Qingzhi said indifferently: "No matter who it is, it can't replace Senior An."

Mr. An looked at her in surprise, and smiled even wider: "Very well, the young man has the demeanor of my youth!"

"I just hope your work won't disappoint me."

After the conversation between the two, the lights also dimmed, except for the floor lamp on the catwalk stage which was like daytime.

Under the attention of all the people, a model wearing a designer dress came out from the backstage.