Chapter Ninety-One: Compare her to the open

Ling Tanxue took the microphone handed over by the host, paused for a moment, and then said: "Hello everyone, I am Ling Tanxue, designing clothes has always been my dream, I have cherished a dream for ten years, I can stand here today, I am very excited, I am also very grateful, I am grateful to Mo Shixia for giving me this opportunity, so that I can be seen by more people, I believe that I will strive to become an excellent fashion designer, I also believe that the clothes I design will be liked by more people, if you are also one of those who like me, Then I hope everyone votes for me, I'm Ling Tanxue. ”

After Ling Tanxue finished speaking, several judges on the judges' bench applauded.

As soon as the judges led, many people at the scene applauded.

Ling Tanxue raised her bow, and the moment she bowed, as soon as her brain went down, she felt a dizziness and stomach pain......

She gritted her teeth and bowed for a long time before she straightened up.

The host said: "Thank you very much Miss Ling for bringing us such a pleasing design, friends who like Miss Ling, please edit the short ......"

Ling Tanxue stepped aside, and the host introduced the other two designers.

Ling Tanxue stood under the light, her face was a little pale, she kept silently reciting in her heart, stomach, stomach, you have to persevere, you have to persevere, it will be over soon.

The three designers introduced nearly 20 minutes, the host's skills are still enough, 30 minutes, the voting is closed, and the on-site voting results will come out.

"The voting results are already in my hands, guess who will be our champion?"

"Ling Tanxue!" Someone in the audience shouted.

This voice was a little familiar, Ling Tanxue looked over, looked for it, and found her.

It was Zhang Xiaoman, Zhang Xiaoman happily waved to her in the crowd, and there were several other colleagues standing beside her, everyone was there, and they all came to cheer her on.

Ling Tanxue looked at everyone and laughed movingly.

At this moment, Ding Min, who was standing in the background and had changed into clothes, was wearing jewelry in front of the mirror.

Sun Chengcheng stood beside him, with a look of grievance, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Minmin, this kind of thing can be faked by mobile phone voting, if you talk to Mr. Mo, Ling Tanxue will definitely not be the champion......"

"Is she a champion or not, and what does it have to do with me? This show is the world of ink, and it is the finale of my Ding Min's last walk, not her Ling Tanxue's show. Ding Min said confidently.

"That's true, but let that woman win the championship, then...... In the future, she and Mr. Mo will have more opportunities to get in touch. Sun Chengcheng said in a low voice, his eyes rolling, a little treacherous.

Ding Min put on the earrings, turned her head to look at Sun Chengcheng, her eyes were very vicious, and she warned with a cold face: "If you don't want to mix, just continue." ”

Sun Chengcheng was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that what she said didn't make her target Ling Tanxue, but suffered herself, her temper was really difficult to grasp, one by one.

She immediately said with a smiling face: "Don't say it, don't say it." ”

Ding Min turned his head to look at himself in the mirror, raised his chin arrogantly, and said, "On the catwalk, a hundred Ling Tanxue can't compare to me at all." ”

When it comes to walking the catwalk, she is not afraid at all, rather than letting her see the light, it is better to compare her to her openly.

Everyone will see that she Ding Min is a hundred times better than Ling Tanxue.