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Many people around couldn't help laughing.

"That's right. Short people have short legs in that dress, and they have that kind of boots. I don't know what you think?"

"I guess she didn't realize that her legs were short, right?"

"Isn't it possible? I don't know what I look like? I said she looked like a frog, but I still praised her. In fact, the legs are not only short, but also very thick, which looks like a toad!"

"Even the clothes on my body are matched like this, can such a person be a costume designer?"

Listening to these gossips, Zuo Xiaoqing trembled with anger.

The meaning of Luo Chenxi's words clearly means that she has short legs, and that any designer knows it. Isn't that a mockery of her lack of professionalism? Doesn't she even know this kind of common sense that everyone knows?

However, Luo Chenxi didn't name her. If she really jumped out to tear her up, she would really be seated.

I thought that in order to please the senior management of the SL Group, she deliberately bought such a whole set of SL's latest spring suits with a huge sum of money. Now, even if the money is in the water, she is self-defeating and pretends to be a frog!

The judges of the competition saw her dressed like this, and they would definitely think she was not professional enough.

Zuo Xiaoqing had nowhere to vent her anger, so she kicked the chair where Luo Chenxi was sitting, trying to push her to the ground.

However, Luo Chenxi is a master of Taekwondo, and immediately jumped up quickly when she saw her kick.

"Zuo Xiaoqing, be careful when you walk! You crashed the tables and chairs of the SL Group. I wonder if it will affect the results of the competition?"

When she stood up, everyone's eyes lit up.

Luo Chenxi has a tall body of 175, a head taller than Zuo Xiaoqing, and a pair of long legs that are against the sky. The body proportions are extremely good, even when compared with the popular supermodels, they are not inferior.

Zuo Xiaoqing stood beside her, her waist and legs shorter and thicker.

The two really looked like a combination of a swan and a toad.

The contrast is too sharp.

This scene was more than embarrassing, it was the scene of a car accident.

Zuo Xiaoqing had lost such a big person, and could no longer take care of the others, she wanted to beat Luo Chenxi.

At this moment, the door of the meeting room suddenly opened.

"What's the matter? Why is it so noisy?"

Seeing the SL staff appear, the contestants are quiet.

"It seems that you are all ready. Now, the person who clicked the name will go to the next door interview with me, and the others will continue to wait. Please keep quiet."

With that said, he called one of the designers' name and took someone out.

After the staff left, Zuo Xiaoqing finally remembered her purpose of coming here, gave Luo Chenxi a stern look, and returned to her seat.

The interview speed is much faster than most people think.

The first designer to enter, came back in a few minutes, with a look of ashes.

The next few people were similar.

"On the twelfth, stars, please come with me."

Luo Chenxi picked up the information bag, followed the staff, and walked into the large conference room next door.

In front of the conference room, there were several tables and seven or eight judges.

Several of them are the master designers of SL.

A middle-aged man with a mustache picked up Luo Chenxi's information and looked at it, and immediately frowned, "What are you... You graduated from Haicheng Art School, what school, why haven't I heard of it? "