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Today is June 14th. There are only two days left before the sea election. The selection will last for a month. After twelve players from all over the country are selected, the first recording will begin.

Jiang Lai has some advantages in terms of geography. She is from the Imperial City. Although she lives in a very old community, the place to start recording with the future supermodel program group is the Imperial City.

Two days later.

AG China's Imperial Capital subsidiary, Su Kui today wore a linen shirt with a naked long skirt, a black and waist curly hair scattered on his shoulders, looking up at the 18-story company building in front of the eyes, squinting against the hot sun Peach blossom eyes.

Su Kwai stumbled abruptly after being hit by someone behind him, almost didn't fall.

"Sorry, sorry, are you okay?" A stack of apologetic words came from a girl.

Su Kui turned her head and saw that the girl who bent down and apologized in front of her was about two centimeters shorter than her. She wore a white shirt and sky blue jeans. Although she did not stand out, she looked extremely young and beautiful.

She was carrying a backpack and her eyebrows were slightly faint, but for the modeling world, appearance was not important, the important thing was whether the temperament and figure could reflect the value of the clothes she showed.

Listening to this person's apology lightly, Su Kui's beautiful eyebrows were raised, and her eyes looked at her coldly, and she suddenly asked, "Are you?"

"Eh?" Mu Xue blinked, and she stood up to find that the woman in front of her was taller than her. The skirt on her looked extremely tasteful, and her appearance surprised her heart. Although she was a little puzzled about this person's question, she thought about it and said truthfully: "Hello, my name is Mu Xue. Are you also here to participate in the selection?"

In Yu Guangzhong, she saw her thin jade fingertips pinching a thin invitation card with a painted log, and then asked.

Ignoring her hand reaching out, Su Kui raised Yang's delicate chin indispensably, with a slight "um" sound, and then turned around, the skirt corner drawn an elegant arc, unhurriedly toward the company door Approached.

Mu Xue was stunned. She looked at the slender figure that had walked far away, and then looked at her embarrassed hand stopped in the air, silently withdrew her hand, and muttered muttered, "Well, what! So rude! She has sincerely apologized, what kind of temper this man is playing, it is enough!

She shook her wrist and glanced at her watch. The hour hand was already pointing at seven o'clock. The dark road was bad, and she quickly hurried in and rushed in.

The security guard at Su Kuichong's entrance showed the invitation card, and after verification, he was let in.

She placed a sign at a distance along the hall, without the guidance of the lady at the front desk, she found the sea election site on the third floor.

There is no shortage of hardworking people in this world, so Su Kui stepped out of the elevator and could see the empty and bright corridor at first glance, already waiting for many girls bustling.

No one was holding a number card in his hand. Su Kui saw it. He asked the assistant lady to pick up a number card, No. 89, which was not too forward, but not backward.

The scene before him seemed familiar, Su Kui pursed her lips, and her cold eyes were slightly dyed with a smile. The last time was for the selection of the script role, and this time, it was to become an international supermodel.