As soon as Gao Zhengguang's words fell, the dazzling stage suddenly lit up with a rapidly changing white light, and a few seconds before the audience was almost blinded, the stage suddenly went dark again.

The sound of ticking rain and the cold sound of instruments rang out in the field.

Everyone in the venue stopped calling and talking, and the whole body and mind were on the catwalk, the main LED screen in the background lit up a little, and the high-rise buildings in gray and blue tones appeared in the picture frame by frame.

It is the imperial capital.

The camera shot down the night scene from the sky above the imperial capital, and there was a cold wind and the crackling sound of something burning from the stereo.

Rong Meijia leaned forward a little.

Gao Zhengguang's afterglow had already noticed that Rong Meijia's whole mind was attracted by this picture, and she was particularly sensitive to the sound of burning when her husband was buried in the fire.

Gao Zhengguang narrowed his eyes, what kind of fame is this Song Xing?

Looking at the screen again, the spark gradually expanded into a fire effect on the entire screen, and the whole audience could smell a burst of burnt smell, and just when the audience's emotions immediately fell into panic, the air in the stadium humidified a little......

The sound of raindrops came from the stereo again, ticking and gradually expanding.

Until...... Is it really raining in the studio?

Everyone stretched out their hands, and the air felt as if by magic, and there was a real drizzle falling in the secret space.

Uncle Yin frowned in the background: "This ...... How did Miss Song do it?"

Shi Qin smiled slightly, when did Song Xing become so naughty:

"There is a smoke spray facility on the roof of the Royal Theater, and the water comes from here. The reason why such fine water droplets appeared was because Song Xing asked me to find the staff in advance and installed a remote-controlled atomizer on each smoke spraying facility. So that when these facilities encounter smoke, they can be used as fire-fighting facilities and sprayers for rain and fog in the infield. “

Shi Qin stretched out his hand, and a drop of water fell on his fingertips.

The feeling of fire and real raindrops on the screen makes the audience feel extremely fresh.

Unexpectedly, Song Xing is a master of showmanship. Gao Zhengguang sighed in his heart.

Since all the special effects and background music are designated by the contestants, the lighting and choreography must be related to the costumes that the contestants want to show. Gao Zhengguang saw Dong Bo clapping his hands, Zhang Miao was also nodding again and again, even Jin Yingji was very curious, wanting to see what models Song Xing's gimmick was so grand, and which models could be sent to appear.

The five judges stared at the stage intently, only to see that the big screen suddenly turned into a blank sheet of paper, a white paper that began to burn from the middle.

When this huge white paper burned into ashes, a snow-white female model was sent from behind the screen by the push table.

She has a slender posture and powerful long legs, stepping on the rhythm of the bass that suddenly sounds, and moving forward domineeringly.

Among the five judges, Rong Meijia was the first to speak:

"The model is...... Song Xing himself?"

Song Xing wore a tights, her face was painted with heavy oil paint and thick black eyeliner, and her makeup with a very stage effect made her a modern and arrogant oriental woman. The tights and the cloak dozens of meters long behind her showed her proud figure and straight long legs.

Song Xing looked ahead, and the whole person was straight like a puppet hanging by a string, avoiding the roar of background music and dazzling stage special effects, but she still walked out of the domineering spirit of the main palace mother.

Like a white butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, she is indomitable on the catwalk.

Nie Wei in the background sighed in her heart, Pei Luo is worthy of being a supermodel, and Song Xing can master the essentials of model walking the runway in such a short time.

"Being a model is a bit similar to practicing martial arts, the chassis must be stable, and the body can't shake even if you wear high heels. ”

"I can't have any expression on my face, and I want a picture of my deed, and I don't care about your virtues...... Of course, you don't have to learn this, you have this expression on your face every day. ”

"The movement has to be big. Every step should be big and on time, but the shoulders and head should not move, and no other movements should be taken except for the feet. Also, here's what I've learned all my life, listen to it, when you stop in front of the catwalk for 3 seconds, you have to stare at the screen fiercely, just like you usually scare people...... Yes, yes, that's it...... Why are you more ruthless than I am?!"

Song Xing's ears kept playing these tricks that Pei Luo taught herself in the lounge, and at this moment, she Pei Luo put on her body, tried her best to take a big step, and then tried to keep her head and shoulders still, only her expression did not need to be controlled.

In Pelo's words:

"Just take this dead man's face and go on stage. ”

The front row of several big brand PR began to exchange ears.

"It turns out that Song Xing is not as tall as Pei Luo, and his figure is not worse than her. ”

"Tsk, it's a high-class face, look at this fan!"

"It's really courageous to wear your own clothes on the catwalk. ”

On the judges' bench, Zhang Miao, who has read countless people, nodded:

"As a student who came out of the University of the Arts, this body and demeanor do not suffer on the catwalk. The contours of Asians' faces are generally not clear enough, and this Song Xing also has a face as light as ink, but such a face is most suitable for makeup, and her makeup is just right. Although it is not high, it is better because the skin is cold and white, and the legs are long enough, and the proportion is better than Pei Luo. I never paid attention to the show when I watched it. “

Rong Meijia also nodded, but she knew that Song Xing was able to catch the attention of the audience, mainly because of her unruly wildness, which made the audience who were used to seeing models mechanized and patterned walk the stage feel a little smart.

In the lounge, Nie Wei pointed to the big screen and asked Pei Luo:

"You taught this?"

Pei Luo shook his head:

"I didn't teach anything, you see that her facial paralysis is very suitable for being a model, hey, I finally know why I like Song Xing so much, I really envy this natural facial paralysis face. Every time I was on stage, I had to force myself to think that I had nothing to eat in order to pretend to be a dead man...... I'm so cute and cute......"

Nie Wei sighed, so to say that......

Shi Qin's face is also very suitable for being a model!

Nie Wei wanted to ask further, but saw that Song Xing had already walked to the end of the catwalk, and there was a sound of wind in the stereo, and the chanting of a rare female voice in the heavy beat percussion music, the intermittent rhythm seemed to borrow people's heartbeats.

Dong Bo leaned forward, stared at Song Xing and frowned:

"Part of Song Sung-so...... Just she's a model?"

The other four also looked into the depths of the runway.

Song Xing has already stood at the top of the catwalk, making the final appearance, which is the so-called ending.

According to the normal rhythm, the next model should have walked to the middle of the runway at this moment, waiting for Song Xing to turn around and she stepped forward again, but why didn't there be other models walking out.

Could it be that Song Xing's costume display part, she is the only one on stage?

Rong Meijia frowned, but this outfit was just a very ordinary white tights plus a long cape, except that the texture looked high-end, there was nothing special about it.

Not to mention the embodiment of the topic of "time".

At this moment, Song Xing was only a few meters away from the judges' seat, her eyes looked at Kim Young-hee fixedly, and then she violated the secret book that Pei Luo had confessed to stay cold and expressionless. Her hand gently shook the switch the size of the perfume sac in her hand, raised her head and sneered at Kim Young-hee.

"If you want to sell fake and shoddy products to China, let the country become the next battlefield for you Kim Ying-hee to accumulate wealth, let me be pointed out by thousands of people, and then let your granddaughter succeed in ascending to the throne?