The first four models appeared, but everyone's reaction was mediocre. Jiang Hua was the fifth one. She wore a black suspender belt with a navel exposed, tight black shorts underneath, and a suit jacket of the same color. .

It looks beautiful and cool, and suits her look and figure perfectly.

As soon as she appeared, people screamed, "Wow, Mo Lan Qingyi has such cool clothes this season."

"It looks good, it looks good. When it comes new, I will definitely buy one to wear when I go clubbing at night. It looks so good."

The audience below cheered.

Jiang Hua's lips curled up slightly, this was the effect she wanted.

She walked more carefully and took off her suit jacket midway and threw it over her shoulders. This action was so cool that she fascinated many fans.

"That's so cool. This dress suits this model so well."

"I'm a fan, I'm a fan. What's this model's name? I've decided to be a fan of her. I like this kind of handsome and cool person."

……

Jiang Hua listened to the screams from the audience and slightly curved her lips. She knew that she had succeeded. She had just seen it backstage. The four people in front of them were on the catwalk, but there was no such excitement down there.

Basically, she was recording videos or taking photos. Only when she came out did she scream like this.

If nothing else, her performance should be the best today, right?

She should be able to get a wave of fans today.

She walked backstage.

After sitting down, the assistant handed her a glass of water, "Sister Jiang Hua, drink water."

Jiang Hua took the water and took a sip, then went backstage to watch. She wanted to pay attention to other people's situations.

Two more people came out from behind, but their reactions were still mediocre.

Jiang Hua was happy, but at this moment, he heard everyone below shouting, "Nina, Nina, Nina..."

When Jiang Hua looked up, she saw a swing floating above her head and reaching the center of the stage. Sitting on it was the outsider in the finale dress.

Jiang Hua's assistant exclaimed: "Wow, it's actually a seated show. Is this used to distinguish the finale show from an ordinary show? Others use walking, but she uses sitting?"

Jiang Hua sneered: "She's quite smart. She knew she couldn't walk on the catwalk, so she found another way. There was no need to walk. But how could she show off this dress while sitting like this? Everyone came to see the fashion show, not Come and see her act weak."

She held the water bottle and drank the water leisurely while watching Cheng Yinian sit on the swing and slowly fall.

Cheng Yinian knew that there was a gap between her height and the model, and this sample dress was not made according to her figure. If she walked out directly, it would have no visual impact on the audience below, and it was too long. She'll probably step on the hem of her skirt.

Even because of the shortcomings of her figure and ill-fitting, the dress would not look so good-looking, and their finale show would be completely ruined.

Therefore, she chose to appear on a swing. Firstly, she avoided the embarrassment of stepping on the hem of her skirt and falling. Secondly, she also prevented people from comparing her with other models.

In fact, she didn't want to sit on the swing. It felt very rustic. It seemed that many years ago, when singing songs, many singers would wear angel wings, sit on the swing, slowly float down, and think of themselves as Like an angel.

Cheng Yinian used to feel embarrassed when she watched such a program on TV.

But today she had to do such an embarrassing thing, because there was no other equipment here, so she could only sit on the swing frame.

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