Chapter 31

Many people around couldn't help laughing.

"That's right. I don't know what I think of that dress, which is worn by short people, with short legs and boots?"

"I guess she didn't realize she had short legs at all?"

"No way? What do you look like? Don't you have any points in your heart? Say she is like a frog, or lift her, in fact, that leg is not only short, but also very thick, looking like a toad

"Even if you match your clothes like this, this kind of person can be a fashion designer?"

Listening to these gossips, Zuo Xiaoqing trembled with anger.

The meaning of Luo Chenxi's words clearly means that she has short legs, and that any designer knows it. Isn't it ironic that her professional level is not enough, and that she doesn't even know this kind of common sense?

However, Luo Chenxi didn't name her. If she wanted to tear her up, she would be in the right place.

Think of her in order to please the high-level SL group, specially spent a huge sum of money to buy such a set of SL spring latest style suit, now, the money is smashed in the water, do not say, but also self defeating, dressed up as a frog!

The judges of the competition will think that she is not professional when they see her dress like this.

Zuo Xiaoqing has nowhere to vent her anger. She just kicks Luo Chenxi's chair and wants to push her to the ground.

However, Luo Chenxi is a taekwondo expert. As soon as she sees her feet, she jumps up quickly.

"Zuo Xiaoqing, be careful when you walk! Damaged the table and chair of SL group, I don't know if it will affect the competition results? "

As soon as she stood up, everyone was in a daze.

Luo Chenxi has a tall figure of 175, a head higher than Zuo Xiaoqing, and a pair of long legs that are against the sky are slender and straight. The proportion of her figure is extremely good, even compared with the popular supermodel, she is not inferior.

Zuo Xiaoqing stood beside her, with a thick waist and short legs.

They look like a combination of Swan and toad.

The contrast is too sharp.

This scene is more than embarrassment, it is the scene of a car accident.

Zuo Xiaoqing has lost such a big man, and she can't think of anything else. She just wants to beat Luo Chenxi.

Just then, the door of the conference room suddenly opened.

"What's the matter? Why is it so noisy? "

The participants were quiet when they saw the SL staff show up.

"It seems that you are all ready. Now, the person who called the name will go to the interview next door with me, and the others will continue to wait. Please keep quiet. "

Then he called the name of one of the designers and took them out.

After the staff left, Zuo Xiaoqing finally remembered the purpose of her coming here, glared at Luo Chenxi and returned to her seat.

The speed of the interview is much faster than people think.

The first designer to go in came back a few minutes later with a face of disheartened.

The next few people were similar.

"Twelve, star, please follow me."

Luo Chenxi picked up the information bag and followed the staff into the next big meeting room.

In front of the conference room, there were several tables and seven or eight judges sitting.

There are several designers in charge of SL.

A middle-aged man with a moustache took Luo Chenxi's information and looked at it. He immediately frowned, "what are you I graduated from Haicheng fine arts school. How come I haven't heard of this school? "