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Many people around couldn't help snickering.

"That's right, short people wear that dress, which makes their legs look short, and it goes with that kind of boots. I don't know what you think?"

"I guess she didn't realize that she had short legs at all?"

"Impossible? Don't you have any idea what you look like? To say she looks like a frog is to praise her. In fact, her legs are not only short, but also thick. They look like toads!"

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

Hearing these gossips, Zuo Xiaoqing trembled with anger.

What Luo Chenxi said clearly meant that she had short legs, and that any designer knew about it. Isn't that a mockery of her lack of professionalism, that she didn't even know such common sense?

However, Luo Chenxi didn't name her by name. If she really jumped out and tore her up, she would really be in the right place.

Thinking that in order to please the executives of SL Group, she deliberately spent a huge sum of money to buy such a complete set of SL's latest spring suit. Now, not to mention the money wasted, she even self-defeating and dressed herself as a frog!

The judges of the competition will definitely think that she is not professional enough when they see her dressed like this.

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

However, Luo Chenxi was a master of taekwondo, and when she saw her kick, she jumped up quickly.

"Zuo Xiaoqing, be careful when you walk! You broke the table and chairs of the SL Group. I don't know if it will affect the results of the competition?"

As soon as she stood up, everyone's eyes lit up.

Luo Chenxi has a tall figure of 172, a head taller than Zuo Xiaoqing, a pair of sky-defying long legs are even more slender and straight, and her body proportions are extremely good, even compared with popular supermodels, she is not inferior.

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

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

The contrast is too stark.

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

After losing such a big man, Zuo Xiaoqing couldn't care about anything else, she just wanted to beat Luo Chenxi up.

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

"What's going on? Why is it so noisy?"

Seeing the SL staff appear, the contestants fell silent.

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

As he spoke, he called one of the designers by name and took them out.

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

The speed of the interview was much faster than everyone expected.

The first designer to go in came back a few minutes later with a disheartened face.

The next few people were similar.

"Number 12, Xingchen, please follow me."

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

In front of the meeting room, several tables were set up, and seven or eight judges were sitting there.

Several of them are SL's head designers.

A middle-aged man with a mustache took a look at Luo Chenxi's information, and immediately frowned, "What are you... Graduated from Haicheng Art School, what school is this, why haven't I heard of it? "