Counterattack Guide of the Female Cannon Fodder

Saturday is the busiest day of the whole show.

In the dressing room, the contestants are busy putting on the designed clothes for the models, as well as matching various accessories, if they don’t fit well, they will need to make temporary changes. Everyone kept running in the dressing room where the space is not too big.

Moreover, since the men's clothing was exhibited this time, the entire dressing room was occupied by tall and muscular male models, and hormones were overflowing.

Even an old driver like Elena can't stand it, let alone Wei An looks at someone who is a little timid.

Even if the male models don't need more elaborate modification like the female models, but in that atmosphere, it seems to be more difficult than any previous issue.

Su Li stepped on the stool and put on various ornate hats and headdresses for the male models under her, while explaining to them the key points of clothes that need to be displayed when walking on the stage.

After a turbulent morning, it was finally time to officially take the stage.

However, something went wrong at this time.

Wei An's clothes are retro style, and the focus is on the belt, but her belt is missing one.

Backstage host Mark ran over and shouted in an exaggerated tone: "Oh my God, Wei An is really unfortunate. Your dress without a belt is like a little pitiful coming out of a refugee cave!"

Wei An pushed Mark away and calmly said: "Look again, I've counted it before I set off, there are eight in total."

Hearing this, Mark exclaimed again: "Is it accidentally dropped? Hurry up and look for it!"

Su Li's seat is far away from Wei An, and she doesn't plan to join in the fun at this time. After all, the place where there is a heroine will not be calm.

However, her stay away from trouble does not mean that trouble will stay away from her.

"God, I seem to have seen a belt of your style!" Irina's sharp voice sounded.

"Where?" Wei An hurriedly took her arm.

"It's in Wen Qian's makeup cabinet! I just saw it when I went to her in the morning!"

There were cameras all around, and Jelena's words seemed to be deliberately spoken out loud.

Su Li frowned slightly, just about to open her makeup cabinet, Wei An had already rushed through the crowd.

Lying quietly in the dressing cabinet was the belt belonging to Wei An.

People get both stolen goods.

Wei An's eyes turned red all of a sudden, she was just about to say something, but Su Li interrupted.

"I wasn't the first to come to the dressing room in the morning. I didn't go to your place. Someone must see it. So, did anyone see?" Su Li's eyes scanned the surroundings, which was just a trick.

The people around shook their heads, Wei An opened her mouth and collected her tears.

"I didn't go to your place, why is your belt here with me? So someone went to your place and came to me again. Then let us think, who are these people?" Su Li leaned against the makeup cabinet Today, she is wearing the same series of gorgeous menswear from the Middle Ages as the male models. She looks heroic and sharp.

"Our host Mark, Irina, who is like a butterfly, and Allison who likes to get in front of John." Su Li's mouth picked up, with a hint of meaning in her tone.

As a result, everyone looked at Jelena who had just spoken first.

"It's not me!" Elena exclaimed, pointing at Su Li angrily, "Wen Qian, you jian woman! Female cousin! You framed me!"

Su Li shrugged, "There are so many cameras here, I think whoever started it must have taken them."

"Wen Qian is right!" Mark squeezed in. "It's almost time for the catwalk. Don't be affected!"