My husband is a little bad !

Xi Luoqing think is also, ready to wait for Xu zhirou to come on stage, she can see more clearly before making a decision.

The model's time on the stage is very short. Xu zhirou has only been waiting for a short time to be on the stage. She takes a deep breath and thinks that she is wearing Xi Luoqing's clothes. She is going to be as popular as Xi Luoqing. She can't help but smile on her face.

As soon as Xu zhirou walked into the light, Xi Luoqing was surprised, "she really wears my clothes..."

Lynn is also surprised, squint at Xu zhirou carefully, eyes full of disgust and ridicule, "who is this woman, want to go crazy?"

"Let's go back and have a look, or you won't have to wear any clothes later." Lynn jumps out of the stands and takes Xi Luoqing's hand to go.

Xi Luoqing at this time also laughed and joked, "don't worry, anyway, when she ends up, you can take off to wear for me."

Lynn ruthlessly white her one eye, he for his own fame, at the expense of other people's interests have always had no good feeling, just want to continue to satirize Xu zhirou a few words, heard a commotion from the front desk.

Xi Luoqing was stunned and looked at the front desk. Suddenly, some people were screaming and running. The audience at the bottom made a noise. They looked worried, angry and annoyed.

"What's going on?" Xi Luoqing was at a loss and heard someone shouting "call an ambulance!" "Stop the press conference

Terminate the press conference? Lynn frowned and directly lifted the curtain behind the stage and walked onto the T-shaped platform to see what happened. Anyway, no matter what happened, the press conference could not be held any more. In his capacity, it was not too much to go on the T-stage to see what happened. Xi Luoqing saw this and quickly followed up.

Several models gathered around the edge of the runway, kneeling on the ground, anxiously looking down, and mumbling "are you ok?" "How miserable..." Like that. Even at this time, they still maintain an extremely elegant posture, looking straight at Lynn's white eyes and white eyes, trying to get rid of all these artificial women.

And he did. Xi Luoqing followed him and went into the gap to look down. Then he covered his mouth in surprise.

Xu zhirou, the model wearing her clothes, who they were discussing just now, curled up under the catwalk with her legs in her arms. Blood was seeping out from her feet. People surrounded her. The director and deputy director were all around her. There were people playing 120 on the periphery, and some handed over gauze to stop bleeding.

The cameramen nearby didn't expect such a change in a press conference. All of them were around to shoot Xu zhirou. The concave models didn't leave immediately after seeing the photographer's face. Instead, they pretended to be anxious to comfort Xu zhirou.

"What's going on?" Lynn asked a model next to her. The model happened to be walking behind Xu zhirou. When she heard the gold medal agent's question, she said honestly, "in fact, I'm not very clear. Xu zhirou walked in front of me. At the beginning, she was ok, but suddenly she walked, and her foot sprained from the more than one meter high T-stage. At first, I thought she was acting, but when I went to the edge, I saw her There was bleeding under the feet, and And then I couldn't help screaming... "

Lynn and Xi Luoqing take a look at each other's eyes, and they are shocked. There is obviously something wrong with the shoes, but originally, Xu zhirou should not be the one who has been hit

Soon, only models, agents and organizers were left on the scene of the huge conference. Lynn and Xi Luoqing stepped aside and watched the development of the situation in silence.

After 120, Xu zhirou, with tears on her face, was rushed to the ambulance. Xi Luoqing and Lynn looked at each other, and then she was taken away from the scene by the organizer.

Xu zhirou's incident caused a great sensation on the Internet. Knowing that Xi Luoqing would attend, many fans of Xi Luoqing were paying attention to the clothing conference. As a result, the news that Xu zhirou fell off the T-stage was unexpectedly revealed. The high-definition video of the media has not passed the audit, and the small video taken by hand has been flying all over the sky.

However, even if it is a mobile phone video, the process of Xu zhirou's fall can be seen clearly. Strangely, no one pushed her at all, but she fell down with bleeding feet. No matter how people feel about Xu zhirou, normal people will sympathize with her. Xu zhirou's microblog has never flooded into so many people, and they pray for Xu zhirou And constantly put pressure on local police microblogs to find out who is behind the scenes.

Xu zhirou let the doctor bandage, fingers constantly flying across the mobile phone screen, she never knew that the fire was such a feeling, micro blog comments to tens of thousands of growth, all the blessing and praise poured to her, whether it is fans or not, are gentle comfort her, let her take good care of the wound.

Looking at it, Xu zhirou bent the corner of her mouth. She skillfully points into Xi Luoqing's microblog, and wants to see how many comments and forwards Xi Luoqing usually has. Xi Luoqing has not played microblog for a long time. The last self portrait was a month ago. The comments below are at least five times as much as she is now, and dozens of times before she did not fall.Xu zhirou bit her teeth, holding the fingertip of the mobile phone, turning white, "Xi Luoqing, why do you always block in front of me?"

She angrily put the mobile phone aside. After the doctor bandaged her up, she told her to leave. Xu zhirou had no agent. At the moment, all the people around her were from the organizer. Her family members had not arrived yet when they received the phone call. They were all around her to comfort her. There were small nurses at the door who wanted to see the latest gossip and were polite by the security guards Please leave.

When Xu zhirou was sent to the hospital with tears on her face, some people were already taking pictures. Xu zhirou didn't care about her when she was not angry. The organizer was a famous big company in the circle. At that time, she could sell a discriminating material against low-class models to the media at that time. She could make a steady profit by withdrawing news. Everyone knew this well, so she was not only a paparazzi who mixed into the hospital, Or doctors and nurses, they all took pictures with their mobile phones.

Standing on the side of the hospital bed, the chief director looked at Xu zhirou, who was holding a mobile phone. She thought that someone on the Internet said that she was upset by her hype. She sighed, pulled a stool and sat down and said, "Miss Xu, we have carefully examined your shoes and found that there is a hidden compartment in it. You have been stabbed by nails in the dark grid. We will definitely investigate this matter, Please wait patiently