In fact, in the show of high-end clothing brands, the number of models is also a standard for measuring big brands.

According to industry rules, models usually have to change clothes several times during the spring and summer show show of hundreds of sets of clothing at a time, so even if there are more than thirty or fifty models, the entire replacement process is like a war. When other companions change new clothes during their playing time, they have to accept the design assistant to adjust the style of the clothing to ensure that they are the best posture after wearing them. Some makeup artists also need to coordinate their hairstyles and dress up. Therefore, it is not surprising that some models wearing only underwear are leaking in spring at any time.

However, Chanel's show was quite strange this time, and it was divided into four sections for the first time, with three rests in the middle, especially the second time, just like the NBA's intermission, so the time to change clothes was abundant, but what's more special is that there are many models, with hundreds of people. Most non-first-line models only need to appear once, and they have been wearing that outfit. Only a few of the most popular ones have only appeared two or three times. Like Pova, who has changed different costumes twice in the first half, now only needs to sit by the dressing table and wait for the final group appearance to end. This shows her current status and is already a top-notch position in the Paris modeling industry. This is not surprising. Ukrainian beauties have always been favored by the three major shows, just like Natasha's figure... Well, the height skeleton is fine, and the body shape may not meet the mainstream standards in Paris.

Given that she was so beautiful and sexy the day before, Natasha was dressed very conservative today, with jeans and white text T-shirts, a thick striped plaid shirt on her outside, and high-top sneakers on her feet. She dressed up very simple and casually. It was the style that Fang Lingying liked when she went shopping together in the afternoon. Natasha tried it and thought it was good, so she bought a set. It looked absolutely loose and fresh on weekdays, but in Chanel's show that emphasizes gorgeousness, it looked particularly dazzling, a bit simple and shabby, and it was not fashionable at all.

The clothes must be matched with the environment. If this outfit appears in a simple style show, it will definitely be a trendy person. So Pova, who turned her head, slid her eyes to the back of Natasha. In order to match Mou Chenfei's Michelin restaurant level, Buck still wore a crisp silver-gray shirt and casual pants, but a crutch underarm offset all the demeanor. Perhaps only a silly girl like Mou Chenfei would ignore the annoying things on her lover.

Pova, who stood up, held a slender cigarette on her fingers. She jumped over and hugged Natasha enthusiastically, and then pushed away with some clever move: "You... are still fiddling with those things about playing guns and sticks?"

Before Natasha could tell the change in emotions, she still wanted to hug her friends: "Yes, I came to Paris before the New Year to find you who hopes to help you with some bodyguard work."

Pova looked at Buck with a smile and looked at him squintedly: "I heard that you asked my uncle for my address. I went to New York to attend Fashion Week at that time. I only returned to Europe after the Oscars last week."

Natasha praised him: "Really? You finally achieved your dream! We said together when we were a child..."

Pova interrupted her without hesitation: "I'm very tight on time, I really want to thank you. If you hadn't taken this man away from me, I might have been a wild model in Kharkov who had accomplished nothing. Now, just like you, when the country is broken and comes out as a refugee and wanders everywhere, he... has become a disabled person? This is your choice? I congratulate you!"

The joy on Natasha's face froze. Buck stood awkwardly a little awkwardly. If he hadn't returned to the country by a misfortune, he had achieved his achievements today after several battles and stayed in Ukraine, he might have accomplished nothing. Although Pova's words were a bit harsh, he was right, not to mention that this was his ex-girlfriend, and he was also one of the mentors who taught him to become a man. So in his heart, he was still embarrassed to meet him. Who knew that Natasha and the others had discussed so many tricks behind their backs.

Originally, Ye Mingjing suggested bringing her phone and turning it on and broadcasting it live. Natasha said that the three of them must have spoken Ukrainian when they met, and they didn't understand it. Now she is really glad that she didn't turn on the phone: "Pova, we are friends, why are you..."

Pova smiled in a very decent manner, holding her left hand in her chest and holding her right elbow holding her cigarette, very ladylike: "Not a friend, since you hooked my boyfriend's soul away at my birthday party, you have never been a friend. You forgot that I immediately left Kharkov and went out to find a job in Western Europe? Don't you know that whenever I was struggling in the past few years, I told myself to show you guys and girls that you must stand out?!"

Natasha was completely stunned, covering her mouth with her hands and looked at Pova with some disbelief. She didn't know what to say. The blonde girl obviously had been holding her breath for a long time: "Now I see that I'm red and have a status, I want to cling to me? When I hurt me, where are you when I struggle?" The face that was originally cold on the show was twisted, and the more beautiful the face was twisted, the more ugly it became: "What do you mean when you still bring this coward to see me? I plan to dress him up and stuff it again? Then I have to ask my boyfriend whether he agrees or not, and I have to thank you again, so that I can meet my current boyfriend. The rich Russians can bring me yachts, helicopters, and party lifestyle. What about you? You can only take care of your children at home, and watch yourself gradually become fatter and mediocre? And also, your little face like a loli, becomes more and more bloated, right?"

Natasha's tears came out, all gathered in her eyes. She couldn't tell whether she was wronged or disappointed. She could only open her eyes and keep her face from covering more water so that the tears would not flow out. Many makeup artists, fashion designers and models around her are now gathered to point fingers. Of course, the couple with contempt on her face, and the one who was very despised was the villain of Pova's hard work and success.

It doesn't matter when Buck described his couple as a dog-like man and a woman in the first half. At that time, he was ignorant and was considered a love affair. Although it was easy to say goodbye, he finally broke up. However, the second half rose to attack. He frowned and stretched out his hand to hold Natasha: "Okay! Pova, we didn't mean to beg you, but I saw you on the show just now and came to the backstage to talk to you about the past and say hello."

But he underestimated how terrible a woman’s hatred was. Pova pointed the cigarette butt frivolously at Buck: "Don’t say it so nicely. I don’t know what you are? When I lied to women, I was so sweet and diligent. Now I saw that the wind was wrong, so I quickly left it cleared me. You will be the life of seeking food under a woman’s skirt for the rest of your life!"

Well, this kind of man is the most common in the fashion industry. The models and makeup artists around him were simply laughing in empathy.

Natasha, who heard her husband being humiliated, was only angry at this time. She might not have caused an emotional outburst when scolded her. Her eyes turned red suddenly. Pova also knew her and sneered: "What? Do you want to get angry at me? Or do you act coquettishly at me? You know how to steal a man at the age of thirteen or fourteen..."

A feminine roar from behind interrupted the even more unpleasant words: "What are you doing! The third game will begin soon. Don't you know the meaning of this show to me?!"

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts, and even Bova immediately threw away the cigarette and stepped on the soles of her shoes. She snorted and turned around, and several high and low figures appeared at the door of a messy dressing room!

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Chapter completed!