I'm in the modeling circle

Chapter 235 Follow-up to the Terrorist Attack ([-])

Feeling the man's hot lips pressed up quickly, the lips and tongue were entangled, and the hand on the chin gently stroked Mu Sheng's face, and gradually moved to the slender neck.

It seems that she wants to get closer, and the distance between her and the girl is more intimate. The girl with her eyes closed seems to feel the uneasiness and panic in the man's heart.

Mu Sheng couldn't help raising her head slightly, and slowly responded to the man's kiss, a rare initiative, with a sense of comfort.

The passionate kiss between the two attracted the envious gazes of many onlookers, handsome men and beautiful women, intimate movements, and an atmosphere that could not be penetrated by the side, especially with the destroyed show stage behind, which brought a sense of contrast.

This scene was photographed by a photographer who rushed over from elsewhere, and it became the headlines and photos of tomorrow's major newspapers.

But now Mu Sheng and Lin Zixuan didn't care so much. The two of them were short of breath and slowly let go, but the man still held Mu Sheng tightly with his hands, and looked at the girl tightly, not for a moment. Dare to look away, it can be seen that what happened just now really scared him.

Mu Sheng raised her eyes to look at the man, reached out to help him wipe the sweat from his forehead, one hand was soon soaked, and said softly, "I'm fine, you can see if I'm in good shape."

Lin Zixuan pursed his lips tightly, couldn't help leaning closer, and every time he hit Mu Sheng's forehead, eye corners, and pear dimples, it was a bit gentle and cautious.

"Are you two close enough?" A familiar female voice suddenly came from behind Mu Sheng, it was Ruth's voice.

Mu Sheng paused, gently pushed the man's chest, and took his hand sideways, the man clenched a little bit, increasing the strength without losing the gentleness.

Mu Sheng didn't answer the question, but her face was a little red, "Luth, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm just worried about you." Ruth averted her eyes when the two were kissing, and found an unbroken stool to sit down and put on her high heels.

After waiting for a long time, the two people still hadn't let go. Seeing that the media reporters by the door had started pouring in, Ruth stood up to remind the two people.

"Fortunately, we found out quickly." Speaking of this, Mu Sheng couldn't help but frowned, obviously she went to the security room to remind the police and security personnel, why did the truck still appear?
This is also the question that Ai Rui wants to ask David, a question that has existed since he saw the license plate number of the truck.

"I" David's hair was a bit disheveled at this time, and he couldn't hide the panic on his face. He said or not. At this moment, he was full of entanglements. He was the only one who went to interrogate the driver, whether the driver bribed He, and no one knows, if he doesn't speak, will he
However, the person leaning against the wall at the corner suddenly spoke up, "If you say something, you can still deal with it according to your discretion. If you continue to hide it, everything will be revealed when we interrogate the driver."

Several other people in the security room followed the voice and found that it was actually Vic, who usually had no sense of presence, speaking.

At this time, David seemed to have been hit hard by something, his feet went limp, and he slumped on the chair immediately, with a look of despair on his face, "I confess."

As for the follow-up, Mu Sheng still learned from the news reports in the next few days.

The driver of the truck that got out of control was a fashion designer who was fired by DH. It is said that he worked in this brand for five years, but he was always bullied because of his skin color.

Even the clothing drawings he designed were plagiarized and slandered, because he was a black man, a refugee who escaped from a war-torn country, and the clothing he designed could not have such creativity.

He remembered that when he was kicked out by DH that day, none of the colleagues who had been with him stepped forward to support him, nor sent him off, nor gave him a word of comfort, not even a word.

Standing alone at the door of the company, the evening sun fell on him, looking at the continuous flow of traffic in front of him, suddenly a big yellow truck stepped into his eyes, and an idea came to his mind.

In this way, three different schemes were carefully planned, with the purpose of stealing the big yellow truck, parking it near the DH fashion show location, and heading towards the runway a few minutes after the fashion show started.

Because, such a rubbish clothing brand should be destroyed!

After reading the newspaper that reported the cause and effect, Mu Sheng felt somewhat complicated. The truck driver's experience really made people feel sympathetic and pitiful.

But this is not an excuse for him to do such a crazy thing, and if there is no reminder from her, maybe this fashion week will be as tragic as the previous life.

Mu Sheng gently put down the newspaper, then turned around and asked Nie Qing, "Will the fashion show be held in the next two days?"

Because of this terrorist attack, the fashion show for the last two days was stopped by the police, and it could not be held until the situation was investigated clearly, so Mu Sheng also rested at home for several days.

"The notice just sent over there will be held next Monday." Nie Qing was checking the news on the Internet on his computer.

As soon as the truck driver's motivation was announced today, many people discussed it on the Internet. The topic of "anti-racial discrimination" was brought up by netizens again. The public service film made by Mu Sheng and the others was also widely forwarded by netizens.

Even the French FFC station announced that it will rebroadcast tonight at 7:[-] p.m., as if trying to avoid the recurrence of similar incidents.

"By the way, what did the police station call you to do yesterday?" Nie Qing suddenly remembered something. He heard Yan Xiaoli report that Mu Sheng was called to the police station yesterday. He must have asked about the DH show.

Mu Sheng lowered her black eyes, and said in a somewhat casual tone, "It's just a routine question."

Only yesterday, when she said that she accidentally found the stolen truck and went directly to the security room to report, the policeman named Vic suddenly spoke.

"Why are you rushing to report to us instead of waiting for the fashion show to finish?"

Accompanied by this question was Vic's sharp and probing eyes, Mu Sheng's black eyelashes couldn't help trembling, and Vic stared at the expression on her face, which was what he didn't want to understand .

The girl smiled suddenly, her voice was a little brisk, as if she couldn't feel the pressure from Vic.

"Because I have a show after I finished DH, I have to rush to leave, and I finished my styling very early that day, I ran over to report to you after checking the time, who knew that no matter how fast I ran back, I would still be caught Someone scolded me." The last sentence also contained a bit of complaint.

Vic looked a little relieved, but he didn't expect it to be because of this reason.

He checked Mu Sheng's show schedule, and it was indeed the case, and with the driver's explanation, it really had nothing to do with the oriental girl in front of him.

Hearing this, Nie Qing put this matter behind her and continued to follow up on the next thing, "Then prepare well."

Mu Sheng responded, without any worries, she won applause in these fashion shows.

Not only that, she was loved by the French people because of the performance of this terrorist attack, and even received an award flag from the Paris Police Department.

But Mu Sheng is more distressed at this time because this incident has brought her another sweet distress.

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