1001 Having a Feeling of Exaltation Upon Fulfillmen (1/2)
Lin Wanwan could actually laugh at this moment. ”If Mr. Robert believes me, why don't you let me try?”
Robert-Marcon didn't understand what she meant, but he still nodded.
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At the show, big shots in the fashion industry and modeling circle were seated by the sides of the runway. They were now discussing excitedly who the finale model would be.
The group of invited reporters was equally lively.
A certain reporter from Country L said arrogantly and sarcastically, ”I heard that there are only two or three Asians who were qualified to walk this runway. Country L and Country A each have one model. Only your Xia country doesn't have any. I really don't know why you're filming here. Get off work early and head home!”
The other reporters let out gloating laughter.
A few reporters from Xia country turned pale.
Even if the model from Country L was the worst of this lot, she was at least qualified to walk the runway.
As fashion reporters, they had seen too many similar situations. Even if they felt grieved and humiliated in their hearts, they couldn't quibble with the facts.
At this moment, a beam of light lit up the dark runway.
Finally, the finale model was about to appear.
All the noise had disappeared. Everyone stared intently at the entrance.
Below the stage, Vivian's lips evoked a fierce arc.
Lin Wanwan, I would see how you'll end up this time around!
Under the light, a figure slowly appeared.
The barefooted woman wore a long black dress. The dress was cut into the shape of a tassel. With her long, messy, and curly black hair and smoky makeup that wasn't considered too thick, she exuded the sexy, degraded charm of a fallen angel on earth.
Compared to a model with an average height of 1.7 meters and above, she was only 1.68 meters. However, she could display the atmosphere similar to one with a height of 2.8 meters!
”Hiss…”
The sounds of people sucking in cold breaths of air were endless. The different faces carried with them a similar shock.