Chapter 1260

Zhao Zimo slowly opened her eyes, faced the camera and smiled lightly, without speaking, but those smiling eyes seemed to be able to speak, and she blinked lightly, showing a shy daughter's gesture.

Everyone couldn't help being amazed again, they only sighed that Liang Chenyi was a good fortune.

"Being able to marry such a beautiful woman as a bride, and also a good helper in career, Mr. Liang is indeed a winner in life,"

"Yeah, the two complement each other, they are simply a match made in heaven."

"This is what love and marriage should look like!"

The voices from the audience spread to the ears of Liang Chenyi and Zhao Zimo scatteredly, and the smiles on their faces deepened a little.

And it was this kind of praise that easily made the other contestants lose confidence in an instant.

Originally, because of Liang Chenyi's three consecutive championships this year, they didn't have much confidence. The reason why they participated was to bite the bullet.

Now not only the host is biased towards Liang Chenyi in his words, but even the audience sitting in the audience are full of praise for him, so what is the need for them to compare?

The camera picked up a few more dressing rooms, but all of them saw the makeup artist giving up gestures.

Not long after, the doors of several cubicles were opened, and makeup artists and models slowly came out from inside.

They all abstained.

The host was full of regret and heartache, "Unfortunately, some contestants are currently withdrawing from the competition one after another. I hope everyone will achieve better results in the coming year."

Shen Fanxing, who was sitting under the stage, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked sideways at the audience sitting not far away who had been praising Liang Chenyi. At this moment, everyone was complacent. There was a smile that couldn't be concealed.

The camera switched to other cubicles, and the voices of those people began to sound again.

"Ah, what is this, it feels so ordinary."

"Is the eye makeup too heavy?"

"I don't think this is a bride at all, it's more like a dancing girl!"

"Ah? What is this? Why is the bride's mouth painted so red? It's not pure and beautiful at all. It feels like those dancers in Shanghai who wear heavy makeup. The makeup is old-fashioned and the foundation is thick. It's embarrassing at this level. Come to compete?"

"It's just..."

The voices of several people were not low, and Shen Fanxing could clearly feel the pause and trembling of the hands of the makeup artists on the big screen, as well as the weird expressions on the models' faces..."

Shen Fanxing narrowed his eyes slightly, then raised his eyebrows.

A pair of star pupils gradually filled with haze.

Then the camera turned to the cubicle where Ou Ximing was. The model's face was printed on the big screen. There was a bright red birthmark on her forehead. Now there was nothing to cover her. She frowned slightly, and her slender eyelashes looked like fluttering butterflies Wings, shaking unconsciously, as if caressing the heart.

Everyone couldn't look down on the look in her eyes.

The shape of that face is actually very beautiful, the size of a palm, the facial features printed on the big screen, disassembled individually, each individual is exquisite and perfect.

It's just that the only shortcoming is the conspicuous irregular red on the forehead, which ruins the beauty of the whole face.

Faced with such a face, everyone didn't know what to say for a while.

In the circle, they never use beauty or ugliness to judge a person's foundation.

Your skin and hair is from your parents!

They can comment on a makeup artist's level of makeup and even the makeup look created, but they really can't comment on a person's natural appearance.

If you really want to talk, it may be an endless topic.

This topic has almost become a taboo in the circle.

Because they know that no one is perfect, if they really want to talk about it, it is really self-inflicted humiliation.

It's just that the birthmark is really eye-catching.

"How could anyone find such a model?"

"Yeah, I really don't understand, how about zero impression points?"

"We really don't understand fashion in the eyes of artists."

The few people who had something to do were whispering in low voices. Shen Fanxing squinted his eyes slightly and stared at the camera on the stage screen. He saw Lan Xian's slender eyelashes start to tremble, and his thin lips were biting lightly, obviously affected.

And Liang Chenyi in the other cubicle couldn't help but frown when he saw the picture on the TV screen in the room.

Lan Xianxian, this ugly woman...

Isn't she lying in the hospital and it is said that she won't wake up for a long time?

Why did he appear at the competition scene again now? !

But in the next second, he sneered again.

The competition system also has a public comment of 100 people on the spot.

Even if the professional judges gave Ou Ximing a really high score, it only accounted for half of the score, and the other half was for the audience's impression score.

If he wants to win attention with an ugly girl, it depends on whether many people buy him.

What's more, if there is another live broadcast with a bad face, it will be more interesting, won't it?

With a sneer, Liang Chenyi continued to lower his head to fix Zhao Zimo's makeup, his face full of confidence and arrogance.

The camera switches to another grid.

And Lan Xianxian reached out to turn off her microphone, and said softly:

"Ou Ximing, can I really do it... If you lose the chance to win the championship because of me, I..." She really didn't know how to make up.

No one knew better than her how much Ou Ximing liked this competition.

A resistance to Liang Chenyi's suppression for so many years, a proof of his family's indifference, contempt and even disgust for him, is a proof of his own strength, a reward for Mr. kind of performance.

Show his confident and powerful side.

To let her understand that he is not the worst, what Liang Chenyi can give her, he, Ou Ximing, can also give her...

But if he fails this time, will he never be able to hold his head up in front of so many people... especially in front of Zhao Zimo...

Ou Ximing looked at him, pursing his thin lips lightly.

After a long time, he said slowly, "I'm very glad that I can participate in today's competition, and even more fortunate that today's model...is still you."

Lan Xianxian was stunned.

Eyelids trembled uncontrollably.

For a moment, I suddenly thought of this year's competition topic.

Those two words were like two shot puts, hitting her heart heavily, making her heart tremble.

He was glad that she was still his model today, but half of the reason was related to today's competition topic?

But it didn't take long for her to dismiss the idea.

how can that be possible.

In his eyes, there is probably only one perfect bride in this world, Zhao Zimo.

She is his youth, the first love.

How could this kind of ignorant and beautiful love be comparable to someone like her... who has no merits at all.

Zhao Zimo is so beautiful, not only in his eyes, she is also the goddess in most hearts.

And she...