C14 Selftaking Photos

The other contestants all gritted their teeth in jealousy when they saw this. Who was Tina? She was a model born from the Vissini family! She could actually participate in Shirley's street photography. That honor was no less than winning an Oscar!

Helen was already having a hard time filming, and when she saw the dazzling state of Shirley, she was even more at a loss.

"Hey, Helen, raise your head. Remember, you're a superstar now!" The photographer shouted.

Helen clenched her fists so hard that her clothes were about to shatter. She tried her best to raise her head, but her body was so stiff that she couldn't even walk.

"Take it easy! Imagine yourself as a Hollywood big shot, sweeping goods in Times Square without blinking. Bring out your aura!" Tina shouted and held her forehead with one hand for a long time. She rushed to Helen and said, "Hen Helen, tell me, what are you afraid of? Confidence, confidence, do you understand?! Look at Shirley, I want her aura of holding everything! I won't learn from her!"

Helen almost cried out in grief.

"Teacher, my, my clothes are not as good as Shhirley's... Her clothes are more fashionable than mine... I, I don't dare to show off wearing this..."

"Do you mean that if you wear that outfit, you'll be able to shoot well?"

Helen lowered her head and did not answer, but it could be considered as a tacit agreement.

Tina rubbed her head in pain and waved her hand after a while.

"Shirley, come over here for a moment. You and Helen will take a photo of the two of you together."

Shirley raised her eyebrows and said in a disdainful tone, "Her clothes are too ugly. I don't want to wear them."

As if she had been struck by lightning, Helen's body trembled and she almost fell to the ground.

Tina felt even more headache. "Shirley, your photo just now was already perfect. Be good and bring Helen along. Everyone can finish early."

Hearing Tina's words, Shirley did not refute her. After all, this was the Supermodel Competition and Tina had always been the teacher that she respected the most.

Not long after, Shirley and Helen finished changing their clothes. When they walked out together, the first thing everyone saw was Shirley.

The originally bloated light brown coat was pulled over her shoulders. The buttons on the coat were intentionally placed in a different position, revealing her long neck and exquisite collarbones.

She did not wear the wide jeans that Helen had worn. Instead, she directly pulled it up and covered her white thighs with the hem of the coat. Her belt was tied up in a knot and was placed at her waist, highlighting her slim waist. Her black shoes pulled her legs even longer. From head to tail, her sex appeal was suffocating.

"Oh my god, is this still the same outfit that Helen wore just now? Shirley, are you sure you didn't change into another outfit?" Tina said in disbelief.

Everyone present was completely stunned. Was this really the tattered clothes that Helen had worn just now? In Tina's words, this outfit could be worn at the Paris Fashion Week!

"Crack crack! Crack crack!" The cameraman was already crazily taking pictures.

Shirley casually raised her eyes and a sharp gaze instantly killed the camera.

"Oh... My heart was shot through by you!" The cameraman screamed in an exaggerated manner.

Shirley smirked and instantly turned into a seductive aura.

"Crack crack!" The camera shutter did not stop. It was as if she was flirting with the camera, causing every single camera to be unable to extricate themselves from her charm.