Chapter 6 The Eye-Catching An Xiaowan

Powder room.

A row of five garments was pushed in from the outside.

An Xiaowan raised her eyes and was taken aback.

The five sets of clothes are the most expensive and the most dazzling in this show, but the problem is, they are either huge wings, or metal inlaid with gemstones!

"Weight..." She looked at the label next to the clothes, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"This is all Huo Shao's instructions." Assistant Luo Te still had a kind smile on his face, "I wish you an amazing audience."

amazing? I'm afraid it's a deliberate embarrassment.

But that's good too, making things difficult for her also shows that she has a certain amount of weight in Huo Shen's eyes!

An Xiaowan smiled wryly.

As a model, in addition to maintaining your figure and practicing walking, fitness and physical fitness are also very important courses.

The seemingly gorgeous and cool clothes on the show are often extremely heavy, and ordinary women can't move their backs.

Not to mention light walking steps.

You know, An Xiaowan has quit the modeling industry for more than a year.

One year, whether it is long or not, is not short.

But enough to set her stamina back.

Assistant Luo asked meaningfully: "Is there a problem?"

Five sets of such heavy clothes came down one after another, and the average model couldn't stand it. Huo Shen obviously made it difficult on purpose, and he was probably just waiting for her to bow her head and admit her mistake.

An Xiaowan narrowed her eyes, curled her lips into a chuckle, "No problem."

Dead, or alive?

She chooses to live!

And it's a radiant job!

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The whole show was busy.

In the VIP auditorium area, An Xue and Huo Shen were far apart, sitting in the two best seats, but they had completely different expressions.

Huo Shen crossed his legs in a lazy posture.

As for An Xue, her complexion was ashen, as if she had eaten a stone.

Instead of replacing An Xiaowan, she was given a chance to open and close! How can this make her not hate!

Show, opening, ambient lights dimmed.

Music, play.

On the stage covered with broken diamonds, there was a bright light, and amidst the sound of music, a tall and slim figure slowly walked out from the entrance.

It's An Xiaowan.

Huo Shen's long and narrow eyes were pitch black, and his idle gaze immediately focused on her.

Her pair of proud long legs are straight and slender, and her ruby-studded underwear is shining. Behind her, a pair of wings are like icy edges condensed with flames, hot and cold entangled, bringing a strange beauty!

She stepped on high heels, with a faintly elegant smile on her face, and she walked with extraordinary momentum, lightness and elegance.

"What a perfect crossover!" Someone behind An Xue whispered.

I saw that An Xiaowan's body was steady, but her legs were graceful and perfect in using difficult steps!

In recent years, the model circle has almost broken down. The era of the gods in the fashion circle has long since passed away. Nowadays, there are more non-professional commercial models, Internet celebrity models, etc. No matter whether it is other models or An Xue, they are rarely used. The difficulty is extremely high. , It is extremely difficult to walk well on the runway.

Not to mention the perfect crossover.

But An Xiaowan, she did it!

Huo Shen narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were deep.

An Xue gritted her teeth, and tightly clenched her hands into fists by her side.

A show, forty minutes.

An Xiaowan played a total of five times. The heavy clothes and hasty changes made her unable to breathe. By the time she got to the third set, she was already covered in sweat.

The crystal clear sweat covered her smooth skin, but it brought another kind of beauty.

By the fourth set, the fatigue in her eyes could no longer be concealed.

Huo Shen looked at it, frowning slightly.

Assistant Luo Te looked at Huo Shen's expression, leaned over and asked, "Mr. Huo, do you need to change An Xiaowan's wings to be heavier?"

But Huo Shen ordered in a cold voice: "If she can't hold on, let another model walk for her." After a pause, he snorted coldly: "Don't ruin my show."