Chapter 77 Competition Results
Gu Yanhao's eyes stared straight at her steps.
This kind of walking is very familiar, he thought of Song Wuyou.
Song Wuyou just came back from the hospital and walked like this.
The models on the stage walked around the runway calmly and gracefully.
She doesn't need to do any Post, she is already in the best posture.
As soon as she appeared, An Changgong lifted his eyes from the phone and looked at the other party.
When he saw the model who appeared on the stage, he was first shocked, and then his eyes were full of surprise.
Looking at it, I couldn't help staring at it--
The model and the works on her body seem to be integrated and inseparable.
She wears this dress like a fairy who descends on clouds, and like a saint sitting on a lotus.
Beautiful, noble, dignified, calm...
Even the fairies in the TV series, the queen of the mother world, are not half as good as her.
The reporters who shot at her with long guns and short guns were all fascinated by her and forgot to press the shutter to take such a beautiful scene.
It seems that the world has lost its color, but she is the only one with a halo left in the world.
"Big sister, who is she?" Song Jiumei almost screamed.
Her voice startled Song Jiuyue, whose brain was buzzing.
The designer is worthy of being a designer. When Song Jiuyue saw this work, she immediately felt that the champion would pass her by.
The more models in the stands, the more blank her mind became, and finally something exploded and buzzed.
"How do I know who she is." Song Jiuyue glared at Song Jiumei.
They were excited, and Gu Yanhao sitting in front of them was even more excited.
His deep eyes, rolling with stormy waves, stared at the model on the stage like a torch.
His resolute face was tense, as if he was enduring something.
The woman on the stage, wouldn't it be her?
Just when the model made a half-circle around the runway and was about to go back.
Those stunned media suddenly came back to their senses, as if they had been beaten with blood, and the camera was facing her, snapping.
Even the judges under the stage looked straight.
It's not how gorgeous the dress is, but that the dress matches the model's temperament, and the model wears the dress to another realm.
Wearing a veil gives people a mysterious and anticipatory look.
Who is the other party?
How does it look?
Until the model entered the backstage, Gu Yanhao didn't take his eyes back.
When he saw the other person's back, a surprise flashed in his eyes quickly.
is her!
An Changgong turned his head, saw Gu Yanhao's rare shock, and curled his lips, revealing an unintelligible smile.
Gu Yanhao seemed to sense An Changgong's gaze, he tilted his head sharply, and looked at the other party arrogantly: "Is that work from Anmei Group?"
An Changgong smiled gracefully, and his amber phoenix eyes were cold and indifferent, "I'm looking forward to the same as you, which company will that work belong to."
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At the end of the competition, after several rounds of scoring, voting and selection, ten works were finally selected for the award ceremony.
Ten models stand in a row on the stage, and the host announces the ranking with gusto.
For the climax of the finale, like this award ceremony, it is from low ranking to high ranking.
As the ranking went from low to high, under the stage, Song Jiuyue's heart tugged fiercely.
The tense moment is getting closer.
In the end, there were only three models left on the luxurious and dreamy stage.
One was wearing a work designed by Song Jiuyue, one was wearing a work designed by Anmei Group, and the other was a model in green who shocked the audience.
Of the five works she designed, only one of them remained on the stage, and Song Jiuyue's heart clenched fiercely.
"Are you nervous?" The host's sweet voice penetrated the audience.
The audience cheered and the flashlights flashed wildly.
The host smiled sweetly: "The one announced below is the third runner-up, and the third runner-up in this costume competition is—"