A group of models with long legs trained in the same room, and the spectacle was breathtaking. At this moment, Lin Qingqing was in such an environment, but she was neither surprised nor spectacular, but just bored and noisy.

It is said that where women are concentrated, there must be noise, and there is some truth in this. Listening to the noise in his ears, Lin Qingqing felt that his head was about to explode.

These models selected from various divisions across the country are almost all one in a million, and they have nothing to say about their figure and appearance. But because of this, they have a kind of arrogance that ordinary people don't have.

The so-called arrogance is probably what it means. I always feel that I am much better than others, so I don't take others seriously.

A bunch of women are talking about who has a better figure and who has a better look. Lin Qingqing was reluctant to participate in it, so he naturally became the bystander who was left out in the cold.

"Everyone, be quiet!" A stern-sounding voice rang out, and all eyes were focused on the woman in the middle of the crowd in a black close-fitting yoga suit.

The corners of her eyes are already slightly wrinkled, and her cheeks are slightly freckled, but her back is very straight, and her slender legs and bumpy figure still make people can't take their eyes off it.

Looking at the woman with an appreciative gaze, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Probably only people who have practiced temperament since childhood can do this, and they don't have to do anything, just standing there quietly is enough to make people marvel.

Just as Lin Qingqing was quietly admiring this woman, this woman also walked through the crowd and set his eyes on her. "You." She stretched out her hand and pointed at Lin Qing.

For a moment, everyone's eyes followed the direction she was pointing. Almost subconsciously, Lin Qingqing was a little flustered. "What? What's the matter? She asked pretending to be calm.

"Would you like to be the leader of this training camp?" As she said this, the woman walked over to her. "Assist me in intensive training, the benefit is that the audition will add 30 points." She threw an olive branch at Lin Qingqing.

As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar. I have to say that the audition plus 30 points is indeed quite an attractive condition.

In the 100-point draft system, Lin Qingqing had a 30-point foundation before the game, which means winning at the starting line.

Before she could hesitate to come out, the women who were arguing with each other just now unexpectedly united. "Teacher, why did you let her be the team leader? She doesn't have any extraordinary skills. Someone shouted a rebuke.

"That's it, she's just here, why give her the opportunity, it's not fair!" Someone chimed in.

"She looks average, and her figure is even more average, teacher, you won't give her the green light!" More and more people are agreeing.

In an instant, the voices of opposition came and went, almost drowning Lin Qingqing. This is not the first time she has experienced this kind of battle, since when she was still working in European, those women have been quite critical of her.

Now the familiar scene is reappeared, but just a bunch of different people. She watched coldly as the group of women kept shelling at her, but she was just expressionless, as if nothing happened.

"What's your name?" The teacher still didn't care, just asked her.

After a slight pause, she turned her head and replied, "Lin Qingqing." "Three simple words, without any superfluous repetition.

Nodding to her, the teacher then asked her, "Do you have anything to say about their objections?" Even if it was just a gentle attachment movement, the teacher still did it extremely elegantly.

"Nope." Lin Qingqing continued to shake his head. "Whoever is the team leader, they will oppose it. In that case, why should I find trouble for myself? She explained.

For women's jealousy, Lin Qingqing has long experienced it. Whoever is chosen today, another bunch of people will inevitably speak out against it. In that case, why should she sit in the right seat and waste her feelings.

"Okay, that group leader is ......" Before the word could be spoken, the teacher's words were interrupted.

"Teacher." An unusually cold woman's voice rang out, interrupting the women's babbling. "I'm going to be the team leader."

Even among a bunch of models, Wei Ya's height is still outstanding. She is 1.8 meters tall, if it weren't for the fact that a pair of legs are really good-looking, she wouldn't be able to be a model.

The royal sister temperament on her body seems to have taken away the ability to hold the whole audience, and at this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on her, and no one has objected.

Looking at Wei Ya, Lin Qingqing didn't seem surprised. She robbed other people's championships, and Wei Ya naturally wanted to hold a grudge. This time it's the team leader again, and I don't know how deep the grievances between the two people will be.

"Lin Qingqing, let's compare." Wei Ya unceremoniously gave a war letter to Lin Qingqing.

Offered to fight, this is the first time the teacher has met. "OK, step and performance, you rely on your professionalism to win."

In fact, for Lin Qingqing of the Buddhist department, she didn't want to fight for the position of team leader at all. If Wei Ya wants, she just gives it to her. But at the moment, being so mixed with the teacher, if she doesn't accept it, won't it seem like she's cowardly?

Lin Qingqing, who was speechless, was finally driven to the shelves, she stood beside Wei Ya, with a thick dictionary on her head and a pair of ten-centimeter high heels on her feet.

"OK, move on." The teacher said as he stepped back and looked at the two people in front of him. "Look in the mirror and imagine the spotlight shining on you at this moment."

Fortunately, this room is large enough, walking side by side with Wei Ya, Lin Qingqing can completely ignore the people around him. Otherwise, with Wei Ya's height and stability, she will be under pressure no matter how she gets.

"Looks." The teacher reminded. "Your eyes are too direct to communicate with the audience." She pointed at Wei Ya and said.

Wei Ya, who has always done her own thing, naturally ignored the teacher. She still walked on her own, as if she hadn't heard.

Shaking his head helplessly, the teacher then said to them: "Combine movements, cross your waist and turn around and throw away your coat." "This is the basic combination of the model's steps.

After receiving the order, as soon as Lin Qingqing turned around, he felt the resistance under his feet. Immediately afterward, even the person with the book fell straight to the floor.

The knee slammed against the wooden floor with a thud, and the ankle, which had not fully recovered, felt a pain again, and the teacher and Wei Ya hurriedly surrounded him. "I'm sorry, I just tripped over you." She raised her eyebrows, and the provocation in her eyes was obvious.

There can be no doubt that she did it on purpose. Lin Qingqing covered his legs, and the expression on his face became very gloomy. "Whether it's careless, you know it in your heart." She replied angrily.