"Call an ambulance!" Song Huaijin shouted to the background management.

Ruoyun is already in pain. I'm still whispering I'm sorry.

Several staff members arrived and carried Ruoyun out.

Seeing that the host was about to start the curtain call, Ruoyun was sent away because of stomach cramps.

The most important costume models are gone!

Secretary Wu and Li Mingliang walked in the direction of the backstage, "Wu Kai, what are you doing here?" ”

"I have a bad feeling." Secretary Wu replied

"The host has already announced the start of the fashion show, but I always feel that something bad is going to happen at the last minute." Secretary Wu quickened his pace and rushed to the backstage to see how Ruan Yu was doing. But when I walked to the door, I found Ruoyun who had been carried out. The two of them hurriedly ran to the backstage dressing room.

Ruan Yu was in a hurry. Like thousands of ants on a hot pot, no matter what, now every model has its own task, and it is impossible to transfer a model who is qualified for this costume from anywhere, she forced herself, there is a road in front of her, but there is a wall in the way.

This wall must be broken!

"What's going on?" Li Mingliang asked.

"Ruoyun suddenly had stomach cramps and was just taken to the hospital."

"So what to do, this time the home stadium is this costume, without it, how will the apology end." The crowd was in a mess. Song Huaijin couldn't think of a way, so he stepped aside and stared at the spare outfit for emergencies.

"And spare clothing. Ruan Yu, on! ”

Right! Among the four persons in charge present, only Song Huaijin was a "girl", and now only Song Huaijin meets the requirements the only remaining conditions.

Song Huaijin turned his head and glanced at Ruan Yu.

"What?! I!? Song Huaijin's eyes widened in surprise, isn't this nonsense, the last time he wore a skirt to attend a meeting in front of people, he had completely lost his face, making it difficult for him to continue to survive in the straight male world.

Song Huaijin thought that letting him wear lipstick was already his bottom line, and he vowed not to wear a skirt again after that day, but now he asked him to wear this new embroidered outfit again. There was a strong protest in his heart.

"Why are you still stunned, change your clothes!" Ruan Yu issued a second order at Song Huaijin.

"Song Huaijin, come over here." Song Huaijin lowered his head and hurriedly pulled Ruan Yu aside.

"Are you crazy, again? Let me take the blame again? Make no mistake, I said last time that I won't wear a skirt again! Song Huaijin's heart seemed to be churning and tumbling, pulling Ruan Yu aside, revealing her grievances and reluctance between her nervous and embarrassing words.

"I don't think of you, only I feel."

"I want me to feel and listen to me."

"It's your problem." This sentence is somewhat familiar, like the president of the three in a row.

"I don't, it can't be! I'm not going to wear this outfit. Song Huaijin began to play with his face.

"Mr. Ruan! This outfit is designed by yourself, in fact, I think the most suitable person for her, or you! Wu Kai echoed on the side. I don't know if it's true or not.

"For the sake of the Ruan and Song scenes, now only you can do it! Help me. "It's like a command, it's like a plea. Song Huaijin always wanted Ruan Yu to be able to rely on him, but in fact, he knew that they were relying on each other. To tell the truth, Ruan Yu opened his mouth and begged him, whether it was going up the knife mountain or going down to the sea of fire, he was willing. Isn't it just another set of women's clothes, isn't it just going on stage again? What's the big deal! Wear it!

Song Huaijin reluctantly took down the new clothes on the shelf and walked to the dressing room.

Secretary Wu and Song Huaijin looked at each other and smiled. Li Mingliang crossed his waist and nodded with a wicked smile.

"I've never seen this girl in a dress."

Putting on his skirt, Song Huaijin walked out, this cool feeling, as if the wind was blowing up from under his skirt. For Ruan Yu, this is the second time that he has given up his face.

Ruan Yu showed a look of surprise and tears glistened with tears in her eyes.

When I designed this outfit, I never thought about what I looked like in this outfit, and my mind was always just a supper, from head to toe. It's also customized according to the appearance of a supper. But she never thought that seeing herself in front of her would be so suitable. This seems to have surpassed the realm of Ruoyun. The model was supposed to be her.

Song Huaijin didn't raise his head in embarrassment. This time it's a big mess. Even if you wear a skirt in front of Ruan Yu, you still show off your women's clothes in front of two big men, which is simply embarrassing and thrown home.

On the stage, the catwalk music has gradually reached its climax. The most anticipated new style is about to begin.

Ruan Yu nodded firmly towards Song Huaijin. You can do it!

Song Huaijin also held her skirt and nodded to Ruan Yu.

The music has reached its climax, and the host announces the curtain.

"Next, it's the finale of this conference!" The audience remembered the fierce applause.

Song Huaijin turned his head and walked in the direction of the stage.

His steps are unusually in tune, and every step and every step seems to be accurately stuck in the rhythm point. The lights of the stage hit Song Huaijin's skirt, and the exquisite embroidery patterns reflected the gorgeous mercerized light, butterflies, and flowers, all of which were lifelike. Song Huaijin crossed his waist and walked to the front of the stage.

At this moment, he seemed to see the Ruan Yu who worked hard in the studio day and night, the short-tempered but careful attitude towards work.

Song Huaijin pondered Ruan Yu's emotions and expressions. Every one of his card moves, every step, is for Ruan Yu. In his heart, it was exactly what Ruan Yu looked like in his mind. What the audience sees is what he expresses, Ruan Yu's appearance.

The audience was also shocked, but they didn't expect that the spokesperson of this costume happened to be the designer of this costume. The audience remembered thunderous applause.

Even the host was amazed by this sudden surprise. Hurriedly blocked the new lines.

"Walking towards us is none other than Ruan Yu, the costume designer who is the subject of this conference. The wind is chasing the face, the moon is on the tip of the head regretting the butterfly, and almost wants to kowtow to Xie Zhilan. It's hard to move, and I blame myself a lot, and I don't know how to forgive the beauty. It just expresses her philosophy for us, and expresses Nguyen's purest heart and most sincere apologies to all consumers. ”

Song Huaijin walked to the front of the stage and showed everyone a photo. This was followed by an elegant deep bow.

He seemed to be an audience member in the audience, looking at Ruan Yu on stage. Dazzling and dazzling.

The audience burst into applause again. He turned his head and walked away with the music.

I saw that in the audience, Chu Yunshan slowly clapped her palms. Applause with resentment,