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"I'm a beauty pageant, what do you mean? Must it be a mess?" Zhou Qi put down the scissors and walked straight to the few people, like a Pacific policeman, wanting to uphold the so-called justice and morality here.

Seeing that Zhou Qi wanted to accuse them, Lin Xiaoxi folded her arms to block Zhou Qi, and said coldly, "What do you mean? Is it our fault for making this place a mess?"

"Hmph! Whoever is excited is the one!" Zhou Qi was smarter than Qin Qiao and the others, and would not directly point out the names of Ye Weiwei and Lin Xiaoxi.

Lin Xiaoxi was going to get angry, but finally received the reminder from Ye Weiwei's gaze, nodded and said: "Yes, whoever is excited is the one who is excited, we have nothing to be excited about, we are going to make clothes to participate in the competition, not like some people want to be beasts !"

"Hey, Lin Xiaoxi, you are going too far, who are you calling a beast!" Qin Qiao's eyes turned red, and she went up to grab Lin Xiaoxi's wrist, her soft face became distorted, showing anger.

Lin Xiaoxi pulled out her hand, not wanting to have too much contact with Qin Qiao, but Qin Qiao continued to grab her wrist as if relying on her.

The two were entangled like this, and they came to Ye Weiwei's table unknowingly.

Ye Weiwei was designing the pattern for ironing. The ironing machine was placed on the table, and the silver ironing surface was still steaming, looking extremely hot.

Qin Qiao glanced at the ironing machine, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she came up with a bad idea. She pushed Lin Xiaoxi and said maliciously, "Hit it, let's see who is the best!"

"Whoever wants to fight you, we are competing!" Lin Xiaoxi folded her arms, not wanting to pay attention to Qin Qiao.

And Qin Qiao glanced at Ye Weiwei, then continued to push Lin Xiaoxi.

This time she used more strength, Lin Xiaoxi's body touched the handle of the ironing machine, and the ironing machine that had just stood still wobbled and rolled towards Ye Weiwei.

Ye Weiwei did not expect this ironing opportunity to come.

Accidentally, the ironing machine touched the back of her hand.

"Hiss..." Ye Weiwei let out a soft hiss, and quickly withdrew her hand.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaoxi rushed over to look at Ye Weiwei, "What's wrong? Weiwei, are your hands okay?"

Ye Weiwei's hand was behind her back, and she kept rubbing the back of her hand with the other hand.

When the ironing machine was just touched, it was really hot, as if the back of the hand had been scalded.But the moment she took it back, there was no pain on the back of her hand.

At this moment, she rubbed her burned hand with the other hand, and she felt like a snake shed its skin.

She rubbed it quickly, even if Lin Xiaoxi was asking, she just smiled and replied: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much."

"I clearly saw that thing hit you, let me see, if it doesn't work, let's ask for leave first. It's okay for your strength to be admitted to the finals, and your body is more important!" Lin Xiaoxi was always worried.

Ye Weiwei had already rubbed off the layer of skin on the back of her hand. After making sure that the back of her hand was fine, she stretched it out and showed it to Lin Xiaoxi, "Here, is there any problem?"

Lin Xiaoxi held Ye Weiwei's hands and checked carefully, but she really didn't see any problems.

"Obviously I ran into you..." Lin Xiaoxi frowned, but then laughed again, "It's best if there's nothing wrong, if nothing happens, I can rest assured."

"Yes, don't worry, I'm fine." Ye Weiwei nodded and smiled.

But Qin Qiao didn't understand. She had calculated in her heart just now, and she was sure that the ironing machine could touch Ye Weiwei, but how could it be all right?