CHAPTER 780: CHAPTER 780: MY SKIRT GOT STEPPED ON

After stepping on Qianxun’s dress hem, Feler’s smile brightened even more.

At this moment, Qianxun had already felt her dress’s train caught by something.

Thinking that Feler had just passed by her, her eyes turned cold, and she suddenly lifted her dress, performing an elegantly full spin midway and didn’t forget to sweep her gaze towards the camera.

It looked as though she was glowering at the audience, her deadly gaze making people exclaim they were particularly targeted.

Especially the foreign viewers, who at the moment were clutching their little hearts saying, "The charm in Su’s gaze is really overwhelming! Black eyes are truly the most mysterious eye color in the world!"

While Feler was hoping Qianxun would fall and embarrass herself, she had not expected her to resolve the situation perfectly with a twirl.

She still had to continue walking forward, naturally having no time to keep up with her, so she had to reluctantly give up.

This time, she was just lucky!

Qianxun then quickly glanced at Feler’s steps, then began to return, but the way she stepped, firm as nails, went unnoticed, was that Qianxun consciously shortened her stride and then left a deep high heel mark on the staged floor.

Want her to lose face in front of countless viewers?

Feler, you’re asking for it yourself!

Soon, Qianxun reached the backstage. Since there were no spectators on both sides of the runway, naturally no one noticed, Qianxun had at some point caused a dent in the runway.

By the time she got backstage, the planners and others looked at her with a relieved expression, "Su, you reacted so quickly just now, but what actually happened?"

"My dress was stepped on." Qianxun said indifferently, then lifted the hem of her dress off the ground.

Soon, everyone saw a small square imprint left on her dress hem.

And the person who stepped on it was without a doubt.

At the moment, the planners couldn’t help but frown slightly, "How could your dress hem get stepped on by Feler? That shouldn’t be!"

Between them was a distance, and the models all walked in straight lines, even if their dress hems overlapped, it shouldn’t have led to being stepped on.

Qianxun listened and shrugged slightly, "How would I know? You should ask Feler herself!"

Just as Qianxun finished speaking, a cry of alarm suddenly came from the backstage.

On the backstage monitor, Feler just made her way back halfway when suddenly she twisted her foot and fell clumsily to the ground.

"No no, Feler has fallen!" someone quickly said.

Hearing this, the planners immediately looked towards the screen, then their faces turned ashen.

What made them even angrier was that after Feler fell, she didn’t immediately try to get up, but rather started crying painfully on the runway. It took what felt like an age before another female model helped her up, and she then staggered towards the backstage, limping.

Upon seeing this scene, the viewers were stunned.

"Holy shit! Feler fell down! What happened? Wasn’t she walking just fine a moment ago?"

"Gosh, as a professional model, falling on the runway is just embarrassing!"

"Feler is done for now, she was down for almost forty-five seconds before being helped up, and she cried so unsightly!"

While the viewers were abuzz with discussion, Feler had already struggled her way to the backstage.