Mo Yu complained in her heart. No one had told her that model training was so difficult!
Everyone was persevering. Mo Yu was too embarrassed to give up and could only grit her teeth and persevere.
After a while, she finally heard Yu Tu's voice. "Alright, take a break. We'll start warming up later and officially start class."
Mo Yu carefully took off the book and cup on her head and instantly collapsed to the ground.
She had been motionless in that position for twenty minutes just now. Now, there was not a single part of her body that was not sore. Mo Yu almost wanted to give up.
It was too hard to be a model, forget it.
"You, you, and you. The three of you can pack up and leave."
Before Mo Yu could speak, she saw Yu Tu gently kick the legs of the three girls with the tip of her foot, indicating for them to leave. The three girls' faces instantly turned pale, and they stood up in a panic to apologize.
