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What are you doing here?

Lin Xia Hua lightly coughed to hide her burning face. She lowered her head, not daring to meet Mingjiang's eyes. She said in a small voice, "Then I'll start measuring. Don't move recklessly."

The wide shoulders and arms were all very easy to handle. When it came to the chest area, Lin Xia Hua felt that she had received the greatest challenge. To measure the standard, Ming Jiang had to maintain a level position with both hands, and she needed to use both arms to circle Ming Jiang's chest.

To put it bluntly, it was just a hug.

Lin Xia Hua hesitated for a long time as she stretched out her hands to dodge, but she didn't know how.

"Hey, it's tiring to hold it up like this." Ming Jiang laughed out loud. Wasn't this woman being a bit too shy?

"Ah?" "Oh okay." Lin Xia Hua shook her head, shaking off all the distracting thoughts as she gathered up her courage to stretch out her hand.

Mingjiang's chest was very broad, while Lin Xiashua was very short. Surrounding him like this, the tip of her nose almost touched Mingjiang's chest.

A strange atmosphere permeated between the two of them.

Finally, they had finished measuring their body. In this cool autumn night, both of them were covered in sweat.

After sitting down for a while, Mingjiang got up and said goodbye. He agreed to try it on after the new sample clothes were made.

Mingjiang was indeed a professional model. Both his performance and adaptability to clothes were pretty good. In order to compete, Lin Xia-hua had designed seven sets of manuscripts with different styles. Each set of Mingjiang perfectly demonstrated their connotations.

Very soon, tomorrow would be the day of the competition. Lin Xia-hua was tossing and turning in her bed, unable to fall asleep, so she sent Mingjiang a short message: "I'm so nervous."

A reply from the other side: I am here.

Lin Xia Hua held the phone with a warm feeling in her heart, and gradually fell asleep as well.

The next day, Lin Xia woke up early, washed her face and rinsed her mouth. She picked a pair of simple white shirt and jeans, climbed on her sneakers and left the room. According to her experience, in this kind of competition's primary stage, the physical strength of the contestants was simply torturous.

Ming Jiang was already waiting for her at the door. The two of them smiled at each other. After a few days of interaction, they had a bit of mutual understanding.

Because of time constraints, McLean couldn't get to the Linghua competition in person, but he'd already sent a car downstairs to take them to the tournament.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the arena. Lin Xia Hua was inwardly speechless. The organizers were truly powerful. If they could use Hundred Shun Merchant Shop as their venue, they must have a great background.

Lin Xiayuan got off the car with Ming Jiang. Without showing any signs of fear, she walked towards the arena in large strides.

There was a reception at the door, after verifying Lin Xiafua's identity, he was about to lead her into the contestant waiting area when a female voice suddenly came from behind, "Yo, I want to see who this is."

When Lin Xia Hua heard this voice, she could not help but feel disgusted. She asked Ming Jiang to leave first, then she turned back to Lin Peaches and said, "It's me, what are you doing here?"

"What am I here for?" "I'm a special guest invited here, why are you here?" To sweep the floor? "

"Well, that's how Mr. McLean taught you to come to the contest? As a designer, if you don't even care about your dressing, what face do you have to design clothes for others? " Lin myrtle was extremely sarcastic.

"Then the designer you understand is really shallow. No wonder you can't even get Mr. McLean's favor." Lin Xia and Hua confronted each other.

Lin Peaches' face slightly changed, but quickly calmed down again. "So what? You have to run around behind your poor work to get the approval of the judges, and I can sit on it and admire your pitiful appearance. "

At this time, the receptionist who sent Ginger in had already returned. Linjia Kou was rendered speechless by Lin Xia Hua's words. Seeing the receptionist was like seeing a savior, she pointed at Lin Xia Hua and said, "Are there no rules for such a big competition? Her clothes are disheveled and she's wearing poor clothes. How can I let her go in and make the tournament dark? "

The reception was a bit awkward. One was a specially invited guest, and the other was a serious contestant. He didn't want to offend any of them.

Lin Xia Hua shot a glance at Nutmeg, but didn't say anything. She just strode into the hall.

The receptionist didn't dare to stop him.

Lin Peaches stood at the door with a gloomy face. She only put on a sweet smile when Xu Yimo appeared behind her.

"What are you doing standing here?" Xu Zimo asked.

"I saw my little sister and wanted to say a few words to her, but …" Lin Gumo sighed softly.

Xu Zimo patted her shoulder comfortingly, then walked into the hall with the others.

Lin Xia was like a fish in water in this competition. Except for the two people in the stands opposite her, who occasionally made her feel uncomfortable, everything else was perfect.

No matter what you said, Linjia Nutmei was just a special 'guest', and with Zhu Yi Mo sitting behind her, she would definitely not give Lin Xiayuan any trouble.

Lin Xia Hua's path to the top six went without a hitch.

At this stage, the content of the competition changed. It no longer allowed the contestants to compete by relying on their own works, but rather allowed the judges to give a unified proposition, allowing everyone to freely perform.

This tested the designer's ability to understand, innovate and write quickly. The amount of time needed to create and add to the production was a week, which was quite stressful.

All the contestants were arranged to live in the adjacent rooms, with Lin Xia Hua's and Ming Jiang's rooms.

After Mingjiang finished his supper, he passed by Lin Xia Hua's room and found the door was still open. The door didn't seem to be locked, so he walked up to it and gently pushed it open.

Lin Xiashua was so engrossed in reading that he didn't even notice that someone had entered the house.

Ming Jiu'er's heart jumped. She quietly walked behind her and suddenly shouted loudly.

Lin Xia Hua was especially focused, and was suddenly frightened. With a scream, she threw away her brush and jumped up.

She tripped over a chair and fell backward, her balance unsteady.

Instead of the pain she had expected, she fell into a warm embrace, only to see Mingjiang's apologetic smile.

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so scared." Ming Jiang hugged Princess Lin Xia Hua in her arms, her tone slowly filled with guilt.

"Hey, how old are you to be playing with this!" Lin Xia Hua was a little angry, for a moment she didn't notice that she was still in Mingjiang's arms.

"It won't happen again. Don't be angry." Mingjiang apologized profusely.