My ex-husband was in so much pain after I left

"Xiao Li, help this model to rest."

Yan Jiuli drove the man away, and by the way asked his assistant to help the restless model down.

"No, I'm fine."

The model shook her head and grabbed Yan Jiuli's skirt with both hands.

"Please, let me play, I'm sure I can. If I screw up this show, the modeling agency will fire me and pay a large amount of liquidated damages."

The model shook her head, her eyes full of fear.

"That way, I won't be able to support my mother."

Her tears rolled down like pearls, and because she hadn't set her makeup yet, she cried out her original makeup in an instant.

She hastily pulled two tissue papers, tried her best to suck away her tears, raised her head, choked up and said, "Please, I really can! Don't drive me away."

"Don't worry." Yan Jiuli grabbed her hand and comforted her softly: "What's going on?"

"Because... because of my mother, who was originally the nanny of Jane's family... accidentally got me."

The model cried and said: "But Mrs. Jane couldn't tolerate us, so she kicked us out of Jane's house. But...she often finds people to trouble us. My mother worked hard to raise me."

"But she worked too hard. She suffered from kidney disease in the past two years, and the treatment cost a lot of money. I haven't finished college yet, so I can't make money, so I can only find a modeling agency."

"Fortunately, I am in good shape, so I can barely support my mother's medical expenses."

"But I don't know why, Ms. Jane actually came here... She liked to bully me since she was a child. So just now... I know my reaction is a little bit big."

"I know everything is my fault, but, I, I can't lose this job, Miss Shirley, please give me this chance!"

"I really can't afford to lose this job."

Yan Jiuli patted her hand, signaling her to be calm.

At this time, Xiao Tuoran, who was holding the clothes, rushed over: "What happened?"

"This model's mood is not very stable." Yan Jiuli frowned: "I don't think she can go on stage."

"What should I do?"

Xiao Tuoran immediately screamed: "We only have two spare models!"

"I can do it!" The model also cried and begged.

"Don't worry, I won't let you lose this job, and I will let Lu Corporation hire you for a long time." Yan Jiuli comforted: "However, this show is the key to the competition, and I can't let it have the slightest flaw. "

"You're hurt and emotionally unstable, so you'd better rest."

"Let Xiao Li take you to the infirmary, okay?"

The injured girl finally nodded and followed the assistant.

"Xiao Jiu, in this way, we will lose one model! What should we do?" Xiao Tuoran frowned more and more tightly: "Without one model, your whole show will become incomplete!"

"Next, we invite Ms. BELL, a newly talented designer from Country F, to show us her work."

Outside, it was the second-to-last contestant's turn.

In less than half an hour, it will be their turn.

"Otherwise, I'll wear the first outfit first, and then I'll change into the last outfit after I get off." The heroic-looking model who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke.

"Anyway, my original shape is also the first to appear."

"No, it's too late." Xiao Tuoran shook his head and denied, "Besides, all the models must appear in the end, so it can be regarded as a complete ending."

"you're right."

Yan Jiuli nodded.

"Thank you for your idea, but you are just a model, it's enough to walk your own show well, and leave the rest to us."

Yan Jiuli pressed her on the makeup chair, and said to the makeup artist: "Just follow the makeup I just showed you, and style her. Be fast, we will be on stage soon."

The makeup artist nodded and immediately began to change the makeup.

Yan Jiuli sat on another makeup chair, quickly thinking about countermeasures.

At the front desk, Jian Xiaobei wore gorgeous Lolita-style clothing, which aroused rounds of applause.

Countless people's gazes were fixed on the big trailing tails of the models on the field, the complicated layers of skirts, and the gorgeous gold-woven fabrics that shone with golden light.

All show the beauty of the combination of traditional clothing and modern fashion.

In fact, with the rise of national style culture, this kind of traditional clothing that incorporates Western art is not uncommon in the market.

However, it is this show that can so exquisitely integrate the arts of the East and the West that truly interprets the essence of it.

"After watching this performance, the others are just floating clouds."

One of the judges whispered to the other judge.

"Who says it's not, this Jane's...is not simple."

"I heard that she just came back from country F, and she's still that proud student. I think she is the champion this time."

When another judge heard the discussion between the two, he also came over and spoke in a low voice.

"This show, seeing it now, really is this idea, which is the most touching."

"What's rare is that this Miss Jian's family is only in her early twenties, and her future is limitless."

"Worth ten!"

"Me too...very..."

"Are you giving ten points now?"

An old man with a white beard and dressed in a Tang suit stroked his beard and said, "There is another contestant after this. Aren't you afraid that you will draw conclusions prematurely and run out of room in the end?"

"Hey, after reading this Miss Jane's work, I don't believe there are other works that can surpass it."

"Yes, in terms of workmanship, technology, design concept, and stage effects, this is definitely the best in the audience!"

Everyone was chattering, as if they had already confirmed the champion of this competition.

The old man shook his head: "However, this competition is a national style competition after all. Although Miss Jian's design concept is good, it has lost the most traditional flavor."

"Rong Lao, I'm not talking about you, your thinking shouldn't be so old-fashioned, you should be more avant-garde."

"Fashion is the best as long as it looks good and its concept conforms to the trend of modern people. As for what is conservative, traditional...it's all P."

Several people laughed and showed ten signs one after another.

There was loud applause again.

The old man known as Rong Lao stroked his beard helplessly, and showed a nine point nine sign.

The host exaggeratedly congratulated Jian Xiaobei who was beside her.

"Wow, it's almost a perfect score! It seems that the champion of this competition, Ms. BELL, is bound to win."

"I can't say that. Although my score is higher than the previous players, there is still a player who didn't show it."

"We still give her a chance to show her best work, don't we?"

Jian Xiaobei smiled, but her heart was extremely sarcastic——

Yan Jiuli, you can't even find a model, why are you fighting with me?

The host, however, regarded Jian Xiaobei as modest, and said nothing more, but said loudly: "Then, let's invite the last contestant, Ms. Shirley's work!"