The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

"Little Zhi'er, come here and I'll measure your measurements," Tang Chacha muttered in a low voice, "I always feel that the data you gave me is not accurate."

The fashion designer's eyes are also quite vicious, and he said, "The measurements you gave me are not accurate."

Su Nanzhi: "...After all, they are all from last year."

The waistline is thinner, but the bust is bigger than she imagined.

But with such a figure, there are not many similar ones in the entertainment industry.

"Do you still have the vest line?" Tang Chacha was startled, and stretched out her hand again, "You're already like this, who has no conscience to force you to exercise?"

Tang Chacha's impression of Su Xiaozhi'er was probably that she was a little sister who could sleep more than fifteen hours a day.

The title of "Sleeping God on Earth" is not an exaggeration.

"How's your health recently? Are you okay?" Tang Chacha's impression of Su Nanzhi was still on the sick side.

On the eve of graduation a few years ago, Tang Chacha did hide in a mountain village to find inspiration, and then one day when she went out to collect scenery, she met a little girl in plain clothes by the river.

With those bright eyes, that skin, and that small appearance, Tang Chacha immediately went to invite the other party to be her 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. Tang Chacha found out that the little girl was quite pitiful after she got to know her.

After that, Tang Chacha often visited the house to find the little girl to play with.

Then, she found that the little girl was not so pitiful anymore, because once she found out that the little girl was doing questions that were impossible for junior high school students, and Tang Chacha, who was about to graduate from university at that time, couldn't understand the questions, Yes, I don't understand.

Although the results in the culture class were not very good, but in this comparison, it is much more obvious. The difference in IQ is admirable.

Forget it, the little girl probably doesn't want to be a model.

This was Tang Chacha's thoughts at the time—but now she regrets it!

With this face, this expression, and the proportions of this figure, it is very fragrant to be a model, even if it is an amateur, it is still sought after by many people.

"Zhi'er, come here, my sister has a few sets of clothes that suit you very well, come and try them all, and see which one you like?" Tang Chacha pulled Su Nanzhi into the field of her own design products.

There are one evening dress after another inside, exquisite and luxurious.

Su Nanzhi finally knew that Sister Chacha had indeed 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, there's no need to..."

She didn't finish her sentence either.

"Little Zhi'er, my sister has not been able to find anyone to try on these dresses for me recently, so you can do me a favor and try them on, how about I choose a suitable evening dress for you later?"

Listening to Tang Chacha's words, Su Nanzhi suddenly had the illusion that she had joined some illegal pyramid scheme.

People were still reacting slowly, but Tang Chacha had already skillfully removed one of the evening dresses from the fake model.

"Come on, Zhi'er, try a few more sets, and my sister will choose the most suitable one for you." Tang Chacha didn't finish her sentence enough, and added at the end, "I believe in my sister's vision, I am a professional in aesthetics. "

Su Nanzhi: "..."

You are professional like a human trafficker.