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Perhaps, after she has been reincarnation, what she has learned can be called almighty?

Mu Xue gasped and led the number plate to trot and leaned against the wall with pentagonal transparent glass, finally relieved.

She glanced at the number 90 in her hand and secretly whispered. She had no chance of being selected in this selection. Now that she saw her number so backward, she suddenly lost her breath.

As soon as a person relaxes, his momentum will naturally languish, and it will appear that the whole person is very lacking in spirit and bowing.

The assistant lady on the side shook her head when she saw it, and another one who didn't pay attention to the image, could you relax without going into the interview?

It should be noted that the most important thing for a model is its temperament. You can look beautiful, but when you stand in front of the public, your back must be straight, so that the momentum will be emitted from the inside out.

Otherwise, this kind of bow-waisted look would be very inspiring at first glance, and if she chose a model, she would not choose this.

But she just thought about it, she was just a little assistant, she would not interfere more in the future of these models.

After Mu Xuexie was out of breath, she began to look around. When she saw that she was standing quietly not far away, she looked at Su Kui, who was passing by the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and her eyes flashed.

Unexpectedly, she was really guessed. This woman came to participate in the sea election.

She pursed her lips, feeling pressure again, and thumped her head in annoyance, exhaling. She secretly chewed her teeth to cheer herself up.

"Come on! Mu Xue, you can do it! You can ..."

At the end of hypnosis, even she could not lie to herself. Looking at the models in front of her who are not worse than her, and their appearance is also beautiful, she asked herself, does she really have a chance?

Will it be her turn?

All over the country, only twelve people can stand out in the end!

The girls are still coming up one after another. When they receive their number plates, they can not help but sigh heavily.

Su Kui listened in silence, standing by the window and not talking.

Many girls are whispering together in groups of three or five, but she, as if she is out of step with the whole environment, has formed a vacuum zone around her, and no one is close.

Miss Assistant has been looking at her for a long time, because if a person's appearance is exceptionally outstanding, and his temperament is very unique, then it is actually very simple to get the attention of others.

Undoubtedly, Su Kui is such a person.

Miss Assistant couldn't tell how different her temperament was, but she felt that she saw a lot of things from her, which were very complicated but extremely harmonious.

Lonely, indifferent, gentle, melancholic, but the crowd dared not come close.

It's hard to imagine that so many different temperaments actually appeared on one person at the same time. They are different, but they are mutually compatible and incredible.

The assistant shoved her glasses and saw that another girl came out of her head in frustration. Presumably, she was scolded by the picky producer.

She sighed and shouted according to the record in her hand: "No. 89, it's your turn!"

Upon hearing the sound, Su Kui suddenly recovered from his delusion, rubbing his stiff shoulders and slowly walked over.

is her!

The assistant's eyes widened slightly, her attitude became milder in an instant, and even when Su Kui nodded her thanks, she smiled back.