138: C138 Fu Sihan's Lips Are Red and Swollen

C138 Fu Sihan's Lips Are Red and Swollen

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Wanwan was surprised that he did not ask her to help him solve the problem.

But this kind of thing, of course, she would not take the initiative to bring it up.

She quickly pretended that she did not know anything and hypnotized herself to sleep. Anyway, he would not touch her again.

The woman's breathing gradually became uniform and long.

Fu Sihan touched the back of his waist. A moist liquid seeped out of the gauze.

The wound split open.

He tiptoed to get up, took the medicine box, and went into the bathroom. He looked at the mirror and bandaged the wound.

Fu Sihan looked at himself in the mirror. His lips were red and swollen.

He touched his lips and licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue. He could still feel the sweetness.

The only downside was...

...

Fu Sihan was looking forward to his injuries getting better.

There were a total of 20 contestants in the finals of Top Road. The finals were divided into three rounds, and they were divided into three periods.

The model competition was not popular among the many talent shows in the country. Compared to the singing, dancing, and the group competition, it could be said to be "cool." Most of the people who paid attention to it came from the fashion industry.

Many directors and model agencies would choose new people from these programs.

When Wanwan arrived at the backstage of Program Set, many unfriendly gazes were cast at her.

"Sister Zhang, you're here! “

"She doesn't look like much. Shen Jie actually said that she has unlimited potential and can't be compared to our Sister Zhang at all!"

"There, the woman in the black floral skirt is there!"

...

The black floral skirt?

Wanwan looked at her own clothes. Wasn't it herself?

Not far away on the sofa sat a female model with delicate facial features. She had long golden wavy hair. Her skin was the standard Asian yellow skin. She sat with her legs crossed. Her long and straight legs were exposed. It could be seen that her figure was very well-proportioned. It was even taller than Yan Wanwan.

A few female models were standing around and talking to her. The only person sitting beside her was Yan Mengrou.

"Sister Zhang, she was in the limelight when she was the autumn show model. Many outsiders said that she might be the champion of this year's Top Road." Yan Mengrou whispered in Zhang Wenji's ear, fanning the flames.

Even the news that Shen Jie thought highly of Yan Wanwan was also spread by her.

Zhang Wenji, a second-rate model in the country, had made a name for herself at a young age. If it had not been for the big mistake in her acting last year and the two scandals that followed, she would have long become a top model.

Among the twenty people who were nominated, Zhang Wenji was undoubtedly the one with the biggest position and the most reputation.

Zhang Wenji and Yan Mengrou had known each other for more than a year. Zhang Wenji was also considered to be from a second generation, but she was far from being comparable to the current Yan Mengrou. This was also the reason why Zhang Wenji was willing to be on equal footing with Yan Mengrou, this Third-tier model.

Zhang Wenji sneered and asked Yan Wanwan with a face full of arrogance, "You are Yan Wanwan?"

"I am Miss Zhang. Hello." Wanwan knew her.

Zhang Wenji stood up and walked closer to Yan Wanwan. She was almost five centimeters taller than Yan Wanwan. She sized Yan Wanwan up and revealed a look of disdain.

"With this height, she can be the model of the domestic train station. Sigh, if you want to compete with me... you still have to work hard!" After Zhang Wenji finished speaking, she turned around and left as if Yan Wanwan was trash that was not worth looking at.

Yan Mengrou looked at Yan Wanwan mockingly and caught up with Zhang Wenji. The two of them seemed to have started to chat.

The other female models sized Yan Wanwan up and down and it was obvious that they chose to isolate Yan Wanwan.

Among these people, Zhang Wenji had the highest position in the industry. After Yan Mengrou hooked up with the Gu family, her background was the strongest.

Pursuing the flames to support the power, pursuing benefits and avoiding harm was the choice of most people.

Wanwan was not surprised. Yan Mengrou did not like her and would definitely send maids to isolate her. It was not the first time.

The place where there were many women was the battlefield, let alone the competition.

From the beginning of the first change of clothes, it was already silent smoke. As soon as the dress was taken out, a group of people flocked over and left a strange Siberia cloak for Yan Wanwan who did not know about it.

"Wanwan, don't you know? We rely on ourselves to snatch the gown for the first round of the competition. First come first serve!" Yan Mengrou came out to explain. She was holding a long skirt made of feathers, which was full of immortal Qi.

The staff saw Yan Wanwan's confused face and said impatiently, "This is the improvement segment proposed by the Yan Group's investors yesterday. We have informed the managers of the models. Don't you know?"

Yan Mengrou explained "kindly," and said, "She doesn't have a manager or a management company."

At the last minute, Yan Mengrou was the one who wanted the "snatching" clothing to be released by her family. Naturally, she could arrange for people to not inform Yan Wanwan of this news.

"So it turns out to be a wild model. But a wild model being able to enter the finals should be content." The staff member immediately revealed a look of disdain. This kind of person was usually just a round trip and would be eliminated in this round.

He then looked at her beautiful dress. It was a fluffy mink coat that looked like a bear's coat, and below it was a Scotland dress. The most terrifying thing was that she actually wore a hat with the same color of mink fur that looked like a cap on her head.

She looked like a beggar, and no one knew which designer she was working on.

She was dead for sure!

Other models' outfits were either outstanding or mediocre, but compared to Yan Wanwan's, they were all very normal.

Zhang Wenji walked past Yan Wanwan with her beautiful hair and gave her a mocking smile, as if a queen was looking at an ant.

Wanwan originally had some good impression of passers-by because of Zhang Wenji's professionalism, but now she decisively turned black.

A hypocritical woman!

All the contestants were waiting to see Yan Wanwan's good show.

It was a competition. Eliminating an opponent meant that he had one more chance of winning.

Everyone was nervous about their appearance, thinking about what kind of pose they would use to display the style of their clothing.

Just as they were about to leave the T-shaped stage, someone suddenly cried out in alarm.

The others looked over and saw Yan Wanwan. They were shocked to the extreme -

The Siberia style and the Scotland style perfectly combined. In the big cloak, the Scotland dress was elegant and noble. Under his feet was a pair of black boots that were as thick as deer skin. It was classical and mysterious. The big cloak added a strong heroic spirit to her. She didn't look embarrassed at all when she wore the mud-covered hat on her head. She only looked wild and aggressive.

In addition to the dark makeup, the cloak was separated when she walked. It perfectly showed Yan Wanwan's waist, which was as small as an ant.

This is... Where is the beggar uniform that we agreed on?2

... Why is it that she doesn't feel awkward at all when she wears it? Instead, it gives her a sense of superiority?

In comparison, why were these normal clothes worn by them as low as counterfeits on some treasure?

Yan Mengrou was indignant but it was also expected. She pretended to laugh at Zhang Wenji beside her and said, "Wanwan has been like this since she was young and deliberately gave people the impression that she was useless and that she was going to lose. Actually she knew very well and planned to give her opponent a fatal blow at the last moment!"

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