Reborn in the 1980s: As a supermodel, I dominate the fashion world

After Bai Sitian said this, she quickly took Tian Xiaojuan's hand and pulled away.

The doors to the toilet cubicles were opened one after another.

Several models walked out angrily, and they met at the sink.

Several people who were originally competitors stood on a united front.

"Is what they say true?" A model asked proactively.

"I don't think it's fake! I heard there are a lot of tricks in this kind of competition."

"What should I do?"

"I'm going to go back and discuss it with the team anyway, and we'll see what happens when the results come out." Some people had an ambiguous attitude and spoke very vaguely.

"Actually, we know who has the best conditions. If the scores are announced and the ones with the best conditions are also eliminated, then there must be something wrong."

"I don't care. Even if you lose, you have to accept it with all your heart. If you are doing secret operations, you might as well make trouble with him." A girl said viciously, then turned around and walked out.

Others also left one after another.

At this time, Bai Sitian and Tian Xiaojuan were sitting on a sofa that could see the door of the toilet.

The two of them saw people entering the women's restroom one after another.

Just scored twice and played out the plot again.

Repeating this four or five times, they ensured that the message had been spread effectively.

Then I went back to the room and changed my clothes again.

Just as they were about to go out, Wang Gang called the room and asked them to go to the conference room for a meeting.

When the two people rushed to the conference room, they found that the room was already noisy.

The interview scores were posted on the wall in the conference room, and they were sorted by score.

A girl shouted: "There is something fishy, ​​there is definitely something wrong! How can my score be so low?"

This voice resonated with everyone, and others shouted.

"unfair!"

"The score is wrong!"

Bai Sitian squeezed her way to the results list, and looked at the bottom of the list first.

really!

She is ranked in the bottom ten.

The other members of the Zhengda Model Team also finished at the bottom.

Bai Sitian looked ahead, and the number one person was Zhang Tianmei, the pillar of the model team.

——Wang Yafei.

Wang Yafei's conditions are indeed very good, and Bai Sitian also admits this.

But she felt that she was no worse than Wang Yafei. They had different styles, so at most they were evenly matched.

But judging from the scores, there is a 70-point difference between the two.

Is this reasonable? !

Bai Sitian wanted to discuss with Wang Gang what to do.

When she turned around, she saw that Su Yan's face was flushed, the tip of her nose was red, and she looked like she was crying.

Zhang Tianmei looked at Su Yan with schadenfreude from a distance. All her team members were promoted and they were celebrating.

Bai Sitian squeezed out from the crowd, held Su Yan's hand, and asked softly: "Sister Su, what's wrong with you?"

"I...I, I'm sorry for you. It was me who caused everyone trouble. If it weren't for my relationship with Zhang Tianmei, you would definitely be promoted!"

The girls from the main team saw the coach crying and gathered around her.

No one blamed her, everyone comforted her.

Wang Gang patted Su Yan on the shoulder and expressed comfort, "It's not your fault. The other model teams have also suffered. The main reason is that some people are operating behind the scenes!"

"Yes, someone is operating behind the scenes, and we don't accept it!" A person from an unknown team next to him followed Wang Gang's words.

Someone took the lead, and others followed suit.

"We ask the organizing committee to speak out!"

"unfair!"

"Let's go expose it to the media!"

"Okay! Expose it to the media!"

……

This was so serious that many people started making a fuss.

Everyone walked to the organizing committee office together, shouting as they walked.

Wang Gang didn't expect that his casual words would have such an effect.

It seems that the rumors spread by Bai Sitian and others have been successfully fermented.

Let's all follow the big team to see what happens next.

Even Zhang Tianmei went.

Hearing that it was going to be exposed to the media, the organizing committee hurriedly sent a middle-aged man with a big belly to explain.

A model: Some of your judges are showing favoritism, giving high scores to their own relatives and deliberately lowering the scores for others.

The middle-aged man with a big belly shouted angrily: "You are so presumptuous, why are you talking nonsense! What is your name? I will let the fashion industry ban you!"

This was a naked threat. At such a time of intense public sentiment, it did not play the role of suppressing public anger, but instead intensified the contradictions.

A model in the crowd took off her high heels and smashed them into the face of the middle-aged man with a big belly.

Wang Gang was squeezed by others and had reached the side of the pot-bellied man. When he saw something flying towards him, he subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

The shoe fell to the ground.

The pot-bellied man glanced at Wang Gang gratefully.

Wang Gang saw that doing things like this was impulsive, had no rules, and was ineffective.

If the hotel calls the police later and the police arrest all the models, then it would be unreasonable.

He stood between the pot-bellied man and the models, blocking the advancing crowd.

The models were originally thin and weak, but they were temporarily stopped by him.

"Be quiet for a moment, everyone, listen to me." Wang Gang shouted.

The noise gradually died down, and Wang Gang wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He looked around, "I am the captain of the Zhengda Model Team. All my team members were eliminated after the interview. I also think there is something wrong with the results. But smashing up and making trouble is not the correct way to solve the problem. We pursue a peaceful solution, right? ?”

Someone around responded: "Yes!"

"Okay, what demands does our model team have? We can discuss it with the organizing committee."

The pot-bellied man felt relieved after hearing Wang Gang's suggestion.

If he hadn't been here, I would have been beaten by these models today.

Being emboldened by the crowd, someone shouted in the crowd, "Re-interview!"

The pot-bellied man immediately retorted: "That's impossible. One of the judges has left, and now everyone is gone. It will take more energy to invite them back!"

The middle-aged female judge who had peeked through the door just now saw that the dispute had subsided, opened the door with a bang and walked out.

She shouted angrily: "You are not good enough, yet you are still here spitting on others."

"It's you! You deliberately gave other models low scores!" a girl shouted in a high voice.

The middle-aged female judge pointed at the tip of the girl's nose: "Based on your conditions, I advise you to go back and find a factory to work as soon as possible! The fashion industry is not something that any country bumpkin can get involved in."

"And you, your scores are low because you are so rubbish! Look at how ugly you are, how can you be so embarrassed to participate in the competition?"

She makes mean taunts to all the girls around her.

Zhang Tianmei's palms were sweaty.

Her sister has always been the president of the Model Association.

Being in a high position, she usually despises girls from small places, and this time she even insulted them in person.

She is really brave and is not afraid of being beaten by the crowd.

It would be terrible if someone really found out that she had indeed gone through the back door and manipulated the results of the competition.

The models are all impulsive young people, and hearing such words is like pouring water into a frying pan.

Fry the pan!