A Crazy Night Novel

None of them understood the meaning of those words.

Selena knew she had achieved her goal when she saw the confused looks on their faces. “I want each of you to pick one out of these seven random strangers and help them discover their true selves.”

So, those people behind her are our models? Those black rags are covering their bodies entirely, so we can’t even see their faces, let alone their figures! What if we end up picking a model with an unpleasant body shape? That could easily cost us the competition! This is way too risky!

With that in mind, Margaret decided to speak her mind even if it would sound offensive. “This isn’t very fair, Ms. Selena. We’re designers, so we should design clothes that look unique and contemporary instead of giving random strangers makeovers.”

We went to prestigious schools and spent day and night in tailor rooms so that our designs would become famous all over the world! How could they judge our capabilities using random strangers they picked off the street? This is unfair to us!

“That’s right! Could you please change the theme, Ms. Selena? Maybe make it a retro theme or something?” Nancy added.

The rest of the designers agreed with Margaret and Nancy.

These people might not even know how to do a catwalk, which would render our designs completely useless! There’s no point in working hard to make the best outfit if the model can’t bring out the best in it! How could Ms. Selena toy with us like this? Could it be that she has secretly selected a good–looking model for Christina to help her win?

The mere thought of that was enough to put a displeased frown on their faces.

However, Selena showed no intention of changing her mind. “The competition is about to begin. Those of you who do not wish to participate in it may leave now!”

The designers were stunned by her decision to stand firm.

Having overcome so many difficult obstacles just to get into the finals, there was no way they would give up so easily.

to them with a box and said, “To ensure that the process is fair for everyone, we will have

the very least, no

the box. Upon examining her card, she saw it had the number seven

the rules of the competition, the other designers followed suit and hoped that they would get a

ones to draw lots from the box. The model numbers

assigned to a model each, they walked up to

the black cloth on her model after a brief moment of hesitation, only to

like a homeless person than a random stranger from the streets! Her clothes are tattered, and her fingernails have turned purple from the

terrifying that some of the designers screamed upon seeing her. One of the designers‘ legs gave out beneath her, causing

the f*ck? She looks so scary!” Nancy exclaimed in terror and crawled backward on

their twenties. The clothes they had on were filthy and tattered. Some of

different from beggars on the streets with their worn–out clothes and filthy appearance. In fact, they looked so dirty that one would feel soiled simply by breathing the same air as them. Due to their being homeless, they had long since gotten used to people viewing them with disgust. Even so, seeing the look of fear and disgust in the designers‘ eyes still made

those who had experienced such treatment

out of their wits and

at how

get us another batch of

her face clouded over. “What are you girls saying, huh? Do you really think I wouldn’t have the models

designers all fell silent

the shower. As for the clothes, we wanted to keep them on the models so that you girls could understand the models better. You have four hours to give them a complete makeover. The competition has begun, and it will not stop for

protest any

of the room