Although Wei Ya was still a little unhappy, the position of team leader was still given to Lin Qingqing. When training with the models, she could clearly feel the hostility from Wei Ya.

Of course, everyone here has a deep or shallow hostility towards her, but it is just because of the teacher's face, it is not good to have a seizure in person.

"Everyone, head, neck, torso in a straight line, perpendicular to the ground, against the wall or mirror, stay still for 15-20 minutes." Lin Qingqing gave the order.

Even though she didn't want to be the so-called team leader much, now that she has this opportunity, it doesn't seem like a twist anymore.

This is the basic training program for all models, and it is equivalent to a warm-up before walking the runway. Although Lin Qingqing has not practiced since she was a child, she has gained a lot in nearly a month of devil training.

Not everyone wants to do basic movements, just as not everyone wants to listen to her dictate. "Can you teach something informative? Come up and do the basics, don't all of us have received formal training? Someone said disdainfully.

Showing a disapproving smile, Lin Qingqing looked at her and said, "The so-called foundation is practiced. Since you want to walk the stage, basic steps are necessary. She said word by word.

In fact, as early as when she was just conducting the training camp, she had already observed everyone in detail. Although these people have all practiced and are considered stable in their steps, they are too impetuous, and their foundation is not solid.

"Hear clearly, everyone is starting to practice the foundation now." The teacher gave the order, and no one dared to say anything anymore.

Seeing those people standing still looking at the wall, Lin Qingqing was not idle, and she herself silently walked to the side and stood up with her back against the wall.

Even though she is now working as a team leader, she needs more practice herself. What's more, these people are not convinced at all, if she has no ability at all, how can she serve the public?

The phone rang suddenly in the quiet room, the teacher picked up the phone, then made a gesture to Lin Qingqing, and walked out with a serious face.

As soon as the teacher left, the men immediately relaxed. They looked lazy, and even sat down directly on the cushions.

"It's not time yet, get up." Lin Qingqing walked up to one of the girls and said.

The man gave her an angry look, a look of disdain on his face. "Do you really take yourself seriously? Take the chicken feathers as an arrow! ”

"I'm going to talk about it." Lin Qingqing bit every word very hard, and it seemed that he was really angry.

These people don't care if she's really angry or not, they only know their own interests. Everyone gathers here, and no one thinks this is a kind of fate, they only know competition.

originally had an opinion on Lin Qingqing, but at this moment she had to go online. The girl stood up from the mat with a straight face, then pointed at Lin Qingqing and said, "Didn't you just rely on means to enter the national audition?" What a! ”

The girl's voice was not small, and her words echoed in the empty room, hitting Lin Qingqing's eardrums over and over again.

Before Lin Qingqing could respond to this sentence, a chill came from above her head. Columns of water ran down her long hair, and the mat beneath her feet was wet.

Looking back, it was not surprising that it was Wei Ya. The initiator of this incident also waved the cup in his hand at Lin Qingqing very proudly, and then had a deliberate expression. "I'm sorry, my hand slipped." She said with a smile.

If it's a person with a bun personality, it doesn't matter, but Lin Qingqing is not a person who can endure it. In the long years of the past, the only person she could rely on was herself. So she knew that if she didn't protect herself, no one would stand up and protect her.

Calmly flicking his wet hair, Lin Qingqing walked towards the rest area. Just when everyone thought she was running away, no one noticed that she actually walked back again.

"Pay you back." When he splashed the water in the cup on Wei Ya, Lin Qingqing was very calm. She has long been afraid of nothing, and the disappointment of these people has long accumulated to a critical value, but now it has exploded.

Obviously, the glass of water that Lin Qingqing spilled was something Wei Ya didn't expect at all. She didn't dodge, she didn't use her hands to move it, she just let the glass of water drip down her body.

For a moment, Lin Qingqing and Wei Ya stood opposite each other, like two statues. They looked at each other with an extremely cold gaze, as if they were looking at something disgusting.

The women around also formed a circle, no one persuaded peace, and no one came up to hold Lin Qingqing or Wei Ya. These people can't wait to see the two of them fight, that's really fun.

After standing for a whole minute, Lin Qingqing turned around and left first. She knew very well in her heart that she couldn't and couldn't rush up like a shrew and grab Wei Ya's hair and start fighting.

The adult world is complex, not love-hate, and it's not black and white. A lot of times, they have to think about the benefits, they have to think about the impact, they have to think about a bunch of messy things.

Because of this, Lin Qingqing felt particularly tired. She was so disappointed here, she just wanted to go back to S City now, and she just wanted to lie in Ou Yuanlan's arms and cry for a while.

The assistant who was waiting in the lounge outside saw Lin Qingqing coming out, so he hurriedly followed. "Sister Qingqing, the training camp is over?" She asked, confused.

There was no response, so she hurriedly walked a few steps in front of Lin Qingqing. "Sister Qingqing, what's wrong with you?" Finally, she found Lin Qingqing's reddish eyes.

snatched the bag from her hand, Lin Qingqing pinned his head to the side and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired." She replied quickly, then headed for the elevator.

It wasn't until he returned to the room and closed the door, facing the cold air, that Lin Qingqing could take off his disguise. She slowly slid down against the door until she was seated on the floor.

After hesitating for a moment, she still picked up her mobile phone and dialed Ou Yuanlan's number. "Hey, it's me." She said as she swallowed her sadness.

"Well, what's wrong?" Ou Yuanlan naturally knew that it was Lin Qingqing, and he was originally puzzled about how she could call at this point in time, but when he heard her voice being slightly nasal, he sensed that something was wrong.

Raising his head and forcing the tears back, Lin Qingqing pretended to be relaxed. "It's okay, it's just...... I miss you a little. She suddenly changed her words and said.

Indeed, she really thinks about Ou Yuanlan so much. She missed his hugs, and the days when she didn't have to worry about anything as long as she was there. It seems that after someone has become her safe haven, she is no longer used to facing sadness alone.