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"Little Zhi'er, come here and let me measure your measurements," Tang Chacha muttered in a low voice, "I always feel that the data you gave me is not accurate."
The costume designer¡¯s eyes were quite vicious. He said, ¡°The measurements you gave me are inaccurate.¡±
Su Nanzhi: "After all, these are the numbers from last year."
The waist is slimmer, but the bust is bigger than she expected.
But with such a figure, there are few similar ones in the entertainment industry.
"Do you still have a waistcoat line?" Tang Chacha was shocked, and stretched out his hand to slap her again, "You are like this, who has no conscience to force you to exercise?"
Tang Chacha¡¯s impression of Su Xiaozhier was that she was a little sister who could sleep for more than fifteen hours a day.
"The title of "The God of Sleep" is not an exaggeration at all.
"How is your health lately? Are you okay?" Tang Chacha's impression of Sunan Zhi was still that of a sickly person.
A few years ago, on the eve of graduation, Tang Chacha actually hid in a mountain village to find inspiration. Then one day when he went out to collect ideas, he caught his eye with a little girl wearing plain clothes by the river.
With those big, smart eyes, that skin, and that small appearance, Tang Chacha immediately started to invite the other person to be his model.
At that time, I was still thinking about how to get the little girl¡¯s parents to agree to this matter.
Later, the little girl rejected her without hesitation. Once Tang Chacha got to know her, he realized that the little girl was quite pitiful.
After that, Tang Chacha often visited the house to play with the little girl.
Then, she found that the little girl was not so pitiful, because she once found that the little girl was solving questions that could not be solved by a junior high school student. Moreover, Tang Chacha, who was about to graduate from college at the time, could not understand the questions. Yes, I can't understand.
Although the grades in cultural classes were originally not very good, when compared like this, it is much more obvious. The difference in IQ is admirable.
¡°That¡¯s all, the little girl probably doesn¡¯t want to be a model.
This was Tang Chacha¡¯s thought at that time - but she regrets it now!
With this face, this expression, and this body proportion, being a model is so exciting, even if you are an amateur, many people are looking for you.
¡°Zhi¡¯er, come here, sister, there are a few sets of clothes here that are very suitable for you, come here and try them on to see which one you like?¡± Tang Chacha pulled Su Nan Zhi into the realm of her own designed products.
There are evening gowns one after another inside, exquisite and luxurious.
Su Nanzhi finally knows that Sister Chacha has been doing well in recent years.
Tang Chacha pulled Su Nanzhi to the front of her new work.
"Sister Chacha, I just want to borrow an ordinary evening dress. It doesn't have to be so" All the bells and whistles.
She didn¡¯t finish her sentence either.
"Little Gardenia, my sister hasn't been able to find anyone to try on these dresses for me recently. Just do me a favor and try them on. How about I pick out a suitable evening dress for you later?"
Listening to Tang Chacha¡¯s words, Su Nanzhi suddenly had the illusion that she had fallen into some illegal pyramid scheme.
While people were still reacting slowly, Tang Chacha had already skillfully peeled off one of the evening dresses from the fake model.
"Come on, Gardenia, try on a few more sets, and sister will choose the most suitable one for you," Tang Chacha said. This sentence was not enough, so he added at the end, "I believe in sister's vision. I am professional in aesthetics. "
Su Nanzhi: ""
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