Before he could think about it, An Ziqi stepped down.

Once backstage, Xia Xing ran over to pull her and said happily, "Ziqi, you are amazing, you are now the highest score on the court."

An Ziqi smiled, "I was a speculation, come on, you can also do it."

"It doesn't matter what his opportunism is, he can get scores." Xia Xing said with a smile, thinking about it and frowning, "However, how could Bai Xin'er give you such a high score so kindly, what does she want to do?"

An Ziqi shook her head, "I don't know, it's almost time for you to play, don't think so much."

The two chatted for a while, before Xia Xing came on the court, some uneasy confession, "You pay more attention."

She was afraid that Lin Kelan would happen again last time.

An Ziqi nodded to make her feel relieved, and waited for her to change her makeup and clothes after she played, preparing for the next dress show.

After a while, Xia Xing stepped off the stage to greet her, and when she saw that there was nothing wrong with her, she was relieved, and then she was dragged to the other side to change her look.

After An Ziqi finished the styling, she got up to the side to make room for others.

The stylist who sculpt An Ziqi moved forward calmly, just stepping on the corner of An Ziqi's skirt.

As soon as An Ziqi took a step forward, she heard a "stab" and the back of her skirt was torn apart.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't see your skirt."

When the stylist saw this, he was busy apologizing.

Suddenly attracted the attention of many people around. An Ziqi had got the highest score before, which had already made some people jealous. At this moment, seeing her dress being trampled on, she couldn't help but gloat on the sidelines.

An Ziqi's face was ugly, and she hurriedly turned around to check the damage to the dress.

The skirt behind the entire skirt was torn a large piece, and only a small part was connected to the skirt. This dress was equivalent to being completely destroyed.

Xia Xing also hurried over. After seeing the skirt, he turned to the stylist and said angrily, "How do you do things?"

The stylist's eyes turned red when he was yelled, and he kept apologizing with tears.

Those around who were gloating and condemning them.

"What are you doing so fiercely? They didn't mean it."

"Yes."

...

An Ziqi held the Xia Xing who was about to speak, "Now is not the time to be held accountable, the most urgent thing is how to participate in the next dress show."

The skirt is so damaged that it is obviously impossible to repair it.

"Or, you wear my dress first." Xia Xing thought for a while and said.

An Ziqi shook her head. Each of their dresses was tailor-made by the designer according to their looks, figure, and temperament, which can highlight their personal characteristics to the greatest extent, so everyone's dresses are unique.

Moreover, if she wears Xia Xing Xing's dress first, she will not say whether it is appropriate or not, it will definitely affect Xia Xing's results. She can't be so selfish.

"Let's find out if there are any extra dresses." Xia Xing took An Ziqi to the clothing department.

But I was told by the person in charge of the dress that the number of dresses was just right, and there was no extra.

An Ziqi tried to calm herself down, her mind turned quickly, and a layer of fine sweat came out on her forehead, but no matter what kind of thought seemed inappropriate, if she couldn't find a solution, it meant she could only Give up this game.