After persuading for a long time, Mo Feifei still couldn't stop crying, Su Lian had no choice but to let her 'play', and when she was depressed, she suddenly heard that Mo Feifei's name had been called on the other side of the interview, she glanced at her friend who was still crying in embarrassment, and finally gritted her teeth and walked forward firmly.

"You're Mo Feifei."

"Yes."

"Don't you have any other clothes?"

"Nope."

"I'm sure I'm going to get in like this."

In a flash, go forward or go backward.

A decision is enough to change her life, Su Lian didn't know at that time that her decision would make her fade from a chrysalis to a butterfly, but if she stopped, it would make those who wanted to see her jokes laugh even more proudly.

Since she was a child, she has always been a laughing stock, even if she was brought back to the Su family, she was never recognized by her family, and now, she has nothing left, except for this strength full of guts. What's so scary? The most embarrassing appearance, she has encountered too many times, and not much more this time.

Looking back, smiling slightly, Su Lian looked at Mo Feifei's eyes, firm and persistent: "I'm sure." ”

If she used the name Su Lian today, she might really give up, but she was Mo Feifei, so no matter how bad it was, she must not tarnish her friend's name.

For the sake of friendship, this time, she decided to go all out.

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Standing with her breath, her face was different from the usual calmness and calmness.

There were no fancy clothes, no delicate makeup, all she had was roses borrowed from the front desk lady, and the fluttering soft hairband tied to the flowers. The long hair that was originally tied up was now draped over her shoulders and gently attached to her back.

Her pointed chin was slightly raised, and her originally misty eyes were clear at the moment.

Without too much introduction, without the support of words, when the music started, Su Lian's hand moved with his heart, waving the flower branches, and the person was already flying away.

Launch, body dance.

When the long hair like a waterfall swirls and pauses as she moves undulatingly. The black texture, as smooth as a ribbon, hovers over her shoulders, setting off her petite face like a flower.

Dotting, jumping, bright yellow ribbons, swirling in circles, like sound waves, pushing away, encircling her long hair, fan-like unfolding, swaying, and then continuing to fly. Soaring, leaping again, her hair flying, with the vitality of youth, she spins, dances again, stands alone with one foot, points to the sky with one foot, and makes the long hair like a ribbon of ink dance into a circle with her movements.

Jumping, spun, dancing, spinning.

360 degrees, 180 degrees, every posture, she is precise in place, waist-length long hair, with her powerful movements, rhythmically dancing, silky smooth, silky soft. The bright yellow hairband, with the movement of the flower branches, sometimes circled, sometimes pushed away like a wave, but no matter how she moved, the bright yellow hairband, as if it had long eyes, always wrapped around her side, like a string of crystals decorated on black brocade.

A classic song of Canon, a beautiful elf that jumps, long black hair like a waterfall, with the leap of the last movement, Su Lian slowly swirled around, let the long hair dance out of the last POSS, she waved the flower branch and gradually lost her strength, when the bright yellow hairband gradually fell around her, her red lips smiled, and her light eyes were as cold as a star.

Standing still, gasping, Su Lian's eyes were level, missing the eyes around her that were either amazed or shocked, and bravely looked directly at the interviewer in the middle, she knew that she did not have an absolute advantage, but, at this moment, she had proven herself.

So now, she's waiting, waiting for his results.