Just when Sui Xiao hesitated for a moment how to stop Song Xing, Song Xing had already quickly pasted dozens of band-aids on the inside of his skirt, and the torn skirt swung on Pei Luo's long legs, exuding indescribable beauty.

An originally dignified and gorgeous long skirt instantly became a flowing asymmetrical skirt with a slight rock 'n' roll flavor, and the folds looked natural, and it was completely impossible to see that it was processed for remedy.

The only fly in the ointment is that some of the cloth and debris are still left outside.

Seeing that his design had become a different look, Sui Xiao didn't feel good in his heart.

But even she had to admit that Song Xing's second creation did turn a ball of rags into a lively and fashionable fashion, and in comparison, the previous long skirt was even more bulky and depressing.

"There are so many pieces of cloth on the outside, it looks like a stall, where to match the catwalk. Am I a haute couture fashion show, okay?"

Sui Xiao knocked on the table hard.

Song Xing glanced back at Sui Xiao and shook his head.

The bird knows the ambition of the bird!

Expressionlessly, she pulled out a number of small bags from the other pocket of her dress, and Pelo looked at them closely, which contained various sequins, rhinestones, and bows.

No matter how calm Pei Luo was, he wanted to ask: "Do you have all these things with you?"

Song Xing nodded: "Before the fashion show starts, you never know which dress you want to change. ”

Pei Luo was thoughtful, only to see Song Xing take a bottle of glue from the dressing table, then pick out the big black sequins from the bag pile, apply glue after each sequin, and carefully stick it on the clothes, each sequins just block the rags and cloth.

Half an hour later, a sparkling short skirt was presented to everyone.

All traces of the mutilation are cleverly obscured, and the black sequins are refracted by the light to create countless points of light, as if the stars were embroidered on them.

Sui Xiao was also a little surprised, and asked Shi Qin: "You knew in advance that she had this ability?"

Shi Qin smiled with satisfaction at Song Xing, turned his head and said to Sui Xiao: "I am only responsible for handsomeness in my life, and I don't know anything else." ”

Sui Xiao gushed out in his heart that Song Xing was not lucky to be a designer, otherwise he was afraid that he would be robbed of his job.

Still sneered: "In the end, it's just adding branches and leaves to my design." ”

Those sequins are glued on, and beauty is beautiful. After a while, the viscosity of the glue will definitely fall off, and the show will be regarded as a playhouse?

Song Xing paused after hearing this, smiled slightly, and pulled Pei Luo into the locker room, isolating everyone's sight.

As soon as he entered the locker room, Pei Luo saw Song Xing pull out a few meters of iron wire, and his face was pale: "What are you going to do?"

A gleam passed from Song Xing's eyes:

"Don't move, I can't afford to pay for you and electricity for a while. ”

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Fifteen minutes later, the walkie-talkie in Sui Xiao's hand suddenly rang: "There are still three models whose turn is Pei Luo's turn." ”

Sui Xiao was anxious, and pulled Shi Qin to ask: Did they slip away from the backstage. “

Sui Xiao was about to rush to the locker room as he spoke, but saw Pei Luo walking out radiantly, looking at Sui Xiao with a disdainful look at the villain's heart: "You slipped away, we haven't slipped yet." ”

Sui Xiao's eyes fell on Pei Luo's skirt.

The chiffon skirt on the body has been transformed, and the light chiffon is like a pool of misty autumn water, rippling on Pei Luo's long legs, sparkling with Pei Luo's gestures.

Shi Qin also found that the skirt was more fluffy than before entering the dressing room, but he didn't know what Song Xing had done in the past ten minutes.

Pei Luo didn't dare to make a big move in a skirt that was almost glued together, and he was also a little nervous, looking at Song Xing almost a little dependently:

"Can this work?"

Song Xing was noncommittal and dotted his apricot blush on Pei Luo's face.

has been a girlfriend for many years, and she has long known which kind of makeup Pei Luo looks better:

"Remember what I told you in the dressing room, touch the button on your waist when you show up in front of the runway, and don't close your eyes after that, no matter how strong the flash. ”

Looking at Song Xing's determined gaze, Pei Luo suddenly felt that this obviously strange girl had a strong sense of familiarity, and the temperature in her hand passed to Pei Luo's face, making her have an inexplicable trust in Song Xing.

Song Xing sent Pei Luo to the waiting area, and the hands of the two girls were clasped tightly.

Song Xing's hands were as cold as snow, while Pei Luo's palms were full of tiny beads of sweat. An Le looked at the tall and thin backs of the two people, and his nervous breath leaked a few times.

She whispered in Song Xing's ear and asked, "Foolproof, right?"

Sui Xiao's gaze behind her was fierce, sharpening her knife and waiting for the police and Pei Luo to exit the catwalk.

Fortunately, Song Xing is still here, and she has a way to settle every desperate situation, this time it must be ......

"I can't ...... it," Song Xing sighed: "This is the first time I've transformed a skirt like this, and I don't know if those band-aids can glue the whole skirt well." If you fail, then you run out desperately, as long as they don't catch you, I will bear everything. ”

She calculated that it would take 39 steps for Pei Luo to walk out from here, and if she didn't use good footwork5, any step that was too big or the wrong rhythm might tear her skirt.

That dress can't help her long legs take too big a step!

An Le was about to cry: "But you are Song Xing, you will never be wrong......"

"I'm just a dead horse and a live horse doctor, Pei Luo is a timid person, and if I don't be so stable, she will be even more afraid. This...... Anyway, you should get ready to run. ”

Song Xing let out a long sigh.

This skirt is in tatters, God knows if Pei Luo's fiery temper can always go steadily? At this moment in her previous life, are Pei Luo's basic skills as solid as she remembers?

All variables are in Pei Luo's professionalism or not!

In the midst of An Le's worries and Song Xing's nervousness, the lights on the stage quietly changed......

The background music originally sounded by the cello was grand and low, and the gorgeous and complicated evening clothes were displayed at the end, and the ladies and ladies in the audience were already sleepy.

The penultimate model was already on the runway, the stage lights flickered rapidly, and the electric piano suddenly sounded, cutting through the silence of the catwalk.

Twelve dancers in black tutus stretched out on either side of the catwalk, stretching their arms deep into the runway as the music stopped abruptly.

The cameramen pointed their cameras at the runway, and all the spectators in the audience cheered up, realizing that the much-anticipated Pelo was about to appear.

In the rhythmic beat, the restless and strong drum beat made a fancy move, and the moment the bass stopped, Peilo stepped onto the runway with a pair of long legs.

The first to appear, Song Xingxin mentioned his throat.

If the skirt is really broken on the catwalk, it's a big deal to compensate Sui Xiao for the fabrics and design drawings in the net disk!

It's a big deal to quit with Pei Luo!

Suddenly, a deep male voice sounded behind her, and the heat hit the back of her neck:

"If it hits, you remember to run quickly...... I'll take it all on. ”