Chapter 159 This stage, her home field
Gong Jiu was stunned for half a second, looking over, Jun Gu put the earphones around the phone a few times with a calm expression.
Then, put it in the pocket.
"..."
Brows were drawn together inexplicably, and Gong Jiu's silent fingertips touched the tip of his nose.
Why did she feel that the person next to her suddenly seemed angry?
She tilted her head slightly, and when she looked from this direction, she could only see the cold profile of the man.
Tut.
This person is really unpredictable...
Gong Jiu retracted his eyes silently, and exhaled slowly.
Whether it is a live show or a live group arena, it is equally boring to Gong Jiuhan.
It looks similar to everything.
So he folded his hands obediently, raised his eyes and perfunctorily looked at the stage.
In the ears are the non-stop words of the commentator, occasionally excited, and occasionally sighed.
The whole morning was a battle between NY and Xiaolong. Before this game, NY won one game, one game less than Xiaolong.
"We can see that NY Zhang Yuewen took away a point with a straight punch... Another kick, the timing of this side kick is very good..."
"That's right, Xiaolong Li Ning seems to be in a bad state, always locked... Alas, Li Ning locked the opponent's feet, but his head was completely exposed..."
"Zhang Yuewen attacked very quickly. Li Ning realized that he was at a disadvantage and gave up this melee fight...but it's still a pity, he lost several points..."
"..."
The situation is gradually heating up.
Watching the competition area from the stage, ET players stared at the ring seriously without blinking their eyes, for fear of missing a wonderful moment.
On the other hand, Gong Jiuhan staggered and dozed off.
This boring game really didn't arouse her any interest.
So she turned her head: "Brother...I'll go back to the waiting room first."
Before anyone could reply after saying hello, she got up, walked around the back with a slightly lowered body, and quickly disappeared on the field.
Jun Gu looked at the back that disappeared from sight, rubbed his fingers, and finally put the things in his hands back.
Compared with the free fighting competition in the stadium, the NAS Moxiu catwalk is relatively quieter.
Some of the models on the T stage are charming and moving, some are fresh and elegant, while off the stage, photographers are interspersed with each other to take pictures.
The flashes hit people's faces one after another.
Except for the occasional exclamation, the rest are scattered discussions.
Backstage.
At this moment, her stylist is styling her.
"Sister Na, you want lemonade."
Assistant Xiao Liu ran in, inserted the water into the straw and handed it to Ouyang Na who was scrolling Weibo with her face down.
"Thank you for my cute little assistant."
Raised her face and gave Xiao Liu a magnificent smile, she took the lemonade.
Xiao Liu blushed as she stared at the smile, and scratched the back of her head in embarrassment.
Her Sister Na's face is really awesome, and she loves to smile at her all the time.
After taking a sip, Ouyang Na put the water on the table and looked up at the stylist in the mirror: "Please move faster."
"OK."
The stylist responded, and the movements of his hands accelerated.
There were quite a few models who were putting on makeup in the background, and quite a few came back to change their clothes at the moment, and it was a bit noisy for a while.
After the styling was done, Ouyang Na sat and waited for a few minutes before it was her turn to play.
The moment he appeared on camera, many people present gasped in amazement.
Ouyang Na, who stepped onto the stage, was shining with noble light all over her body.
The star-blue gradient body-fitting dress outlines her beautiful figure, and the facial features with mixed-race characteristics are only lightly covered with a light makeup, but they are also exquisite enough to make people sigh.
The eye movement is the supreme holiness and nobility.
"This is really a perfect carving from heaven!"
Someone sighed.
The model circle doesn’t pay much attention to whether a person’s facial features are exquisite enough or not. As long as your height and stature are up to standard, you can walk on the runway without panic, and your movements are standard and temperamental, then you can become a model.
But there is no denying it.
Among the supermodels invited today, Ouyang Na is the best in both appearance and strength.
Even in the entire model circle, Ouyang Na's appearance is unrivaled.
"It really deserves to be the 'stunning girl' among supermodels!"
The photographers couldn't help sighing, almost all the lights gathered at the moment she appeared.
All the models that I photographed before became sad after Ouyang Na's appearance.
Keep your eyes straight and move your feet lightly.
Ouyang Na looked straight ahead, walking forward calmly and calmly.
Stop, put your eyes down, lift your eyelids, and exude elegance from the inside out.
Now, this stage is her home field.
No way, sir, no one has come to be active~
Everyone, please accept the update~
(end of this chapter)