Shadow Bride

According to the standards of the modeling industry, 178 is a good height among female models, while 175 can only be regarded as ordinary. Su Xingqi has always shown herself as 178, but now she has been dismantled, how can she not become angry? What made her even more embarrassed was still behind, when she heard Su Xingyu's clear voice: "Is it 178 or 175, I'll know it by measuring it on the spot, host, can you?"

The last sentence is to ask the host.

The host smiled and said: "Of course it can. A tape measure will be delivered after a while."

This is the headquarters of the Edge Group. Even if there is no tape measure at the final, it is not difficult to ask the Administration Department to borrow it. In fact, as soon as Su Xingyu's voice fell, there were already on-site staff members who went to the administration department.

Su Xingqi’s gorgeous face suddenly changed color, and she checked her height on the spot.

She gritted her teeth secretly, revealing an extremely humiliating look, and said to the host: "I'm not in check! This is an insult to me!"

Although this reason is far-fetched, it really makes sense. The host is not good at forcing her, so he can only persuade: "Since everyone has doubts, Miss Su Xingqi, you can verify it. Isn't it okay to clear your grievances?"

The question is where did she get wronged?

Su Xingqi knew very well that her height was indeed falsely reported by 3 centimeters, and it was impossible to verify it at all! She even appeared to be deeply humiliated, and was bitten to death: "Any cat or dog suspects me, do I have to test it? A joke!"

She spoke firmly, but in the audience under the stage, everyone thought otherwise.

"Don't dare to test it, I'm afraid it's a guilty conscience."

"There must be a ghost."

Someone rolled their hands into a trumpet and shouted to the stage: "Check it out, check it out, you are not afraid of the shadow crooked!"

"That's right! You still don't have a ghost in your heart, why don't you dare!" More and more people roared.

Seeing that the scene was about to become messy, Su Xingyu tilted his head slightly: "Don't want to check? That's okay. I can check my height when the tape measure arrives. I am 162 and I am 5 cm high heels. Now I am on the same stage as Su Xingqi. Come on. Everyone, look back and measure her grid lines and scales. Can't you calculate her height?"

This trick is...too bad!

In the webcast room, many people praised: "Su Xingyu is so witty!"

"Quickly go for the quantity, go for the quantity!"

Someone who really has something to do drew a scale on the spot, and calculated the result based on the height of the two on the same stage: "Su Xingqi is indeed 175 in height, not 178 at all!"

"The scale is too rough, isn't it accurate to a centimeter?" Some people doubted.

"Not accurate enough! This baby is a graduate of surveying and mapping!" Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon among netizens.

Regardless of whether the philanthropist actually graduated from surveying and mapping, there are never a few netizens who watch the excitement and are not too troubled. The story about Su Xingqi’s height will soon spread from ten to ten, and a few minutes later, people who are paying attention to the finals. Everyone knew the news that Su Xingqi's height was cheating. The host also saw the report sent back from the webcast. She decisively said to Su Xingyu: "If Su Xingqi's height is really fake, how does it affect this photo?"

The implication was that it almost concluded that Su Xingqi was cheating.

Su Xingqi's face is ugly: "I didn't cheat!"

The host calmly: "Don't be nervous, Miss Su Xingqi, I mean if."

But everyone could hear that the host didn't believe her at all. Su Xingqi was helpless, her heart was like boiling oil, and she watched as her disguise was peeled off layer by layer, but she was helpless.

Su Xingyu pointed to the photo and asked the host: "Look, does the person in the photo look like the height of 175?"

The host did not have as good eyesight as her, so he looked carefully and laughed: "I can't tell the difference of a few centimeters accurately, but Miss Su Xingqi in the photo does look taller than the real person on the stage."

Many spectators on and off the field also discovered this problem, and the discussion became louder again.

Su Xingqi was furious: "That's because I was wearing a high-waisted long skirt! There is a visual stretch effect!"

"Really?" Su Xingyu asked in a cleverly rhetorical way, **** like a god, accurately positioning the trunk in the photo, "This tree has a knot at this location. Everyone knows where the photo was taken, Clover Coffee. In the small outdoor garden of the hall, you can measure the height of the tree on the spot, and compare Su Xingqi's height to know if it is an optical illusion."

Measuring the height of a tree is not something that can be done on the spot. Su Xingqi still insisted: "You are slander!"

Su Xingyu ignored her and continued: "Su Xingqi, your actual height is 175, the official announcement is 178, but according to the photo, I’m afraid there are 183. This means that the part under your dress that is covered by the table and chairs is a cushion. I have deliberately raised myself to match the angle of the light, and deliberately created the effect of'Golden Winged Angel'. What is it if it is not a pose?"

There was another uproar in the auditorium, and even the host was surprised: "There is something on the soles of the feet? That's really a pose! It's against the rules of the competition! Su Xingqi, you are not a photographer. You can push when Lin Luna edits the picture later. I don’t know, but you have something on the soles of your feet. You can’t be ignorant! In the photo, you are just receiving a cup of tea from the waiter. Someone will believe it!"

"That's right, that's right!" The noise in the audience rose louder, "It's just a pose!"

"It turned out to be a posing, too shameless!"

"I didn't!" Su Xingqi still refuses to admit it, but her language is pale and hard to get off.

Beside her, the photographer Lin Luna's eyes flashed with hatred, and she bravely stood up: "Yes, this photo is indeed a pose. In order to reach the required height, Su Xingqi deliberately put a few pads under her feet. The book! Those books are still in my house. At that time, there was mud in the outdoor garden. The book was stained with mud marks on the soles of her shoes. If you don’t believe me, you can ask the people from the Edge Group to come home with me now and take those books. Take it out for comparison!"

Su Xingyu smiled: "Well, Su Xingqi's size is 36 yards, and the shoes are not famous brands. If you compare the shoes that Su Xingqi usually wears according to the texture of the soles, it will definitely match."

Su Xingqi screamed: "Extremely absurd! Lin Luna, it's obviously you cheated, I don't know anything! Don't put things on my head!"

Lin Luna looked at her fiercely: "My photographer's lifetime reputation has been ruined by you. Do you want to push me all the gangsters? Beautiful thinking! If it weren't for you, why would I be good? I rushed over from City H to participate in such a small competition. With my current status as Lin Luna in the photography industry, I am guilty? You said you would win by any means!"