"No. 18! No. 18!

Zhuang gently looked up at the number plate in front of him, and then quickly took it and clamped it on his waist.

"Are you so nervous?" Fang Jing touched his hair, then took out his small mirror, wiped the powder again, and asked.

Their first set of clothes was uniformly distributed by the company, and the specifications of the clothes were the same, but the difference was the size.

Zhuang looked Fang Jing up and down lightly, and then looked at himself, if he was a man, I am afraid he would never look at himself. Fang Jing is tall, and she is already 1.7 meters tall without high heels.

The front is convex and backward, and the waist is even more slender, which makes all men have blood boiling. Fortunately, she is the 9th, otherwise she would not have been able to visit again before and after herself.

"This kind of beauty pageant is all fake, and in the end it still needs the voice of the audience, so you don't have to worry about it at all. Fang Jing lowered his voice and said.

"What do you mean?" Zhuang looked at Fang Jing's appearance lightly, confused.

"Do you really not understand, or are you lucky enough to get mixed up until now?" Fang Jing looked up at Zhuang lightly: "Turnout, what is the audience turnout? As long as people are arranged, I am afraid that there will be no high votes? Don't tell me that you don't rely on others at all?"

Zhuang lightly looked dazed, arranging people? I don't have it at all, it was Gu Yanbin who arranged everything for me, so I successfully entered the top 20, I don't know anything else, and I haven't thought about it?

"I see you, let's pack up and go home early!" Fang Jing looked at Zhuang lightly with an idiot look, said a word, and then turned around to read the manuscript by himself.

The pageant began.

The judges are the three most well-known poisonous tongues now, and I don't know what Huo Shi'an has in mind. Generally speaking, it will be arranged for a poisonous tongue, a professional, and a softer woman. But this time it was the same arrangement as the international competition.

I didn't even know about the beauty pageants in advance, so after seeing it, the atmosphere suddenly became a little tense. Even Fang Jing put away her casual expression and began to frown slightly.

As the sound of music ended, the host began to officially announce the start of the pageant.

Zhuang gently tidied up his clothes, and then slowly walked out with the team.

The contestants were lined up in two columns, and then walked slowly past the judges with catwalks, giving them familiar faces.

Zhuang lightly called him nervous, and then suddenly felt that his high heels were full of sweat, very slippery, and he almost took off his feet, staggered two steps, and then continued to control the shoes under his feet.

Suddenly, the scene was a little incomprehensible, and almost everyone was talking about Zhuang Qing's helplessness, and even heard a voice below: "This woman has no grace at all, and she can't even walk well." How did you get to the top 20?"

Suddenly, Zhuang lightly wanted to find a hole in the ground and bury himself. It's really embarrassing! I would have discussed it with Gu Yanbin to see if I could let Ding Rong participate! At least in terms of height, she can also have a certain advantage, right?

However, what Zhuang Qingqing didn't expect was that when he returned to the backstage, waiting for his scolding was not over.

All the contestants looked at themselves with hatred, as if they had robbed them of something from before. Although he didn't speak, his eyes were sharp. What does that mean? I almost fell, there must be no threat to them, why do I have to fight against myself?

"Hmph! deliberately making something ugly to get the eye is really despicable!" one of the contestants finally couldn't help but speak.

I?deliberately?Zhuang pointed lightly to his nose, trying to say something, but he didn't say it. Isn't this Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror, not a person inside and out?

Forget it, anyway, I'm just here to work, and I'm not interested in that beauty pageant at all, so whatever they say.

"Hmph, it was Mr. Zhou last time, and Manager Gu always talked to each other, and it had a relationship when they looked at it, what a disgusting woman!"

Bear it! I bear it! Zhuang said silently in his heart, and then he could not look at their faces.

"Okay, okay, are you bothered, if you have time, you might as well go and read the manuscript!" Fang Jing finally spoke.

All the pageants suddenly fell silent, and then went to read the manuscript on their own.

Zhuang looked up at Fang Jing gently, walked in front of her gently, and looked up at her: "Thank you!"

"Thank you, you're despicable if you did it on purpose, but I know you're not that smart. Since you want to be my stepping stone, let's hurry up and take care of it!" After finishing speaking, Fang Jing raised his head, then stepped to the side and began to read the manuscript quietly.

The race is on.

Player No. 1, Player No. 2 have slowly gone out.

When I went out, I had confidence and a smile on my face, and when I came back, I had a flat face. Thinking that it must have been yelled at by the judges.

Zhuang looked at them lightly, and for the first time, he felt that the beauty pageant, which looked glamorous and full of darkness, also needed to have absolute psychological quality to participate!

Number eighteen!

Zhuang lightly heard his number clearly, although this is to go to the guillotine, but for Zhuang Qingqing, there is no reason not to go!

Zhuang walked out slowly, and suddenly the light hit her body, making her eyes close for a while, and she always took pictures of others by herself, so she knew how much courage it took to face the camera.

I knew I should have rubbed some more powder just now!

"Contestant No. 18, Zhuang Qingqing, is ready to give your speech. A black-faced male judge said.

Zhuang nodded slightly, then raised his voice, which immediately drew a chuckle.

The manuscript was written by Zhuang Qingqing himself, in fact, he didn't put a lot of thought into it, and the content was very ordinary, just to explain his enthusiasm for the pursuit of his dreams.

In just three minutes, Zhuang finished the work lightly, then bowed to the audience, and began to wait for the judges with a little anxiety.

"I'm curious, your dream is not to be an actor, not to be a singer, but to be a journalist. Then why did you come to the pageant?" asked the female judge.

Zhuang was stunned for a moment, he didn't think of the problem here, isn't this reporting his family? What a fool!

"Journalists, don't you need a lot of life experience to be able to get closer to the roles of various interviews, and know what they think, so that you can have better reports!" Zhuang said lightly immediately, and then said with a smile again.

"I think the article is very good and professional. But your presence on the stage is too weak, and I prefer your stumbling in front of you to almost wrestle in comparison. Whether it's a means or not, at least you've caught my eye. If you're a journalist, you're probably pretty good enough, but as a beauty pageant, I think you still need to hone your skills. "The black-faced judges have said it.

Then the three judges looked at the list in their hands and gave the scores.

Zhuang exhaled lightly and secretly, finally ended one game, and there were still two more games, and his task was over! Maybe he brushed himself off in the first game, so he didn't have to prepare, didn't he?

When it came time to start looking at the scores, Zhuang Qing was easier than any player, and he needed to brush down three, maybe he was one of them, and he had already worked hard anyway, didn't he?

The result was beyond her expectations, and her score actually ranked in the top three! Could it be that this is also Gu Yanbin's method of Manager Gu, who sent herself to the top three?

Looking at the three eliminated players hanging their heads and crying with sad faces, Zhuang Qing was really a little upset, if it weren't for himself, maybe one of them would have a chance to enter the next round.

"Looking like people who have no brains, how can they write such an article, and they are all fools when they are judges!" Fang Jing suddenly said beside Zhuang Qingqing.

"Huh?" Zhuang looked up at Fang Jing slightly, not understanding what she meant.

"Their articles are all ghostwritten, although they are memorized and memorized, even I can see it, let alone the reviewers? Zhuang Qingqing, the more you go to the back, the more you are my opponent, I am very optimistic about you, because there are not many people who can be my opponent!" Fang Jing finished speaking, and left.

Is my opponent joking? She is just lucky at best! Or is it the help of Manager Gu!

Huo Lingfeng's office.

"Yes. Well, just do it. No problem!" Huo Lingfeng nodded, then tapped on the keyboard and turned off the video call.

"Ling Feng!" Suddenly, Yu Wenhao didn't even bother to knock on the door from the door, and broke in directly.

"What's wrong?" Huo Lingfeng looked at Yu Wenhao's appearance with a puzzled expression, this guy would never be so flustered?

"Have you watched this year's Huo's investment beauty pageant?" Yu Wenhao asked pantingly, he rushed up directly.

"Beauty pageant? I wasn't interested in that a few years ago!" Huo Lingfeng smiled, "What? Who do you fancie? Let the old man arrange it for you! Although he can't get used to me, he is still very interested in you, didn't he come to you to join the Huo family a few years ago?"

"So you know about this!" Yu Wenhao was stunned for a moment, and said casually: "No! No! I'm not here to say this, you know how I can be separated from you, everyone is of the same mind!"

"Don't say that, okay, think I'm GAY! Say, what the hell is going on?" Huo Lingfeng waved his hand.

"You'll know when you look at it. After finishing speaking, Yu Wenhao directly used Huo Lingfeng's computer to connect to the Internet, and then played a video directly to Huo Lingfeng.

Zhuang Qingqing's accidental stumbling on the computer was particularly eye-catching, which made Huo Lingfeng laugh involuntarily.

Then followed by her speech, the more Huo Lingfeng listened to it, the more he felt that there was a problem. Suddenly got up: "This is a live broadcast?"

"Yes, you just found out now?" Yu Wenhao glanced at Huo Lingfeng: "Mrs. Huo is rehearsing what kind of pole dance in the Huo family every day." ”