The waistcoat has fallen off all the way, and behind the beautiful face is the trumpet

After flying for nearly ten hours, Jiang Yun and his party finally arrived in City B of Country F. They returned to the hotel to pack up. It was already past three in the morning and past ten in the morning in China.

Ye Sheng called her grandparents to report that they were safe, and then called Pei Chuyuan.

Pei Chuyuan knew that she was very tired, so he urged her to rest first without saying a few words.

Ye Sheng was indeed tired, so he hung up the phone, took a hot bath and went to sleep.

After a good sleep, it was already noon.

Jiang Yun and the others just happened to knock on the door, so they went down to have lunch together and walked around the area in the afternoon.

B City is indeed a romantic city. Strolling through the streets of B City, you will find everything from ancient churches and palaces to modern skyscrapers and art museums. The unique architecture is very attractive.

A group of people walked around and took a lot of photos, and finally bought some things and returned to the hotel.

After resting until the next day, a group of people arrived at the show rehearsal.

The participants this time are all internationally renowned designers from all over the world, and the models are all international supermodels.

During rehearsal, I met another group of models.

Everyone knows the main show of that group, world supermodel Alina.

Even if she is wearing private clothes, she still has a strong aura.

Seeing Jiang Yun and others coming in, she turned around and looked at the models behind Jiang Yun.

"Hey Cassie, are these your models?"

Jiang Yun smiled and said, "Yes."

Alina glanced casually, and there were old acquaintances among them, who were her losers in the supermodel competition.

“Who is your main show?”

Jiang Yun looked at Ye Sheng: "Her."

"God, are you kidding me!" Alina looked at Ye Sheng in disbelief.

She thought Ye Sheng was here to see the show, but she didn't expect that it was actually a catwalk show or the main show.

In the opinion of Alina, who is 171 and 179 in height, Ye Sheng is completely unqualified to host a show. What’s more, it’s not just the height issue, but also aura, temperament, performance, photogenicity, etc. She doesn’t see it at all in Ye Sheng.

The only saving grace is that Ye Sheng's face is very beautiful, but the model's face does not need to be so beautiful. Too beautiful is not good. People focus all on the face and ignore the product display.

Moreover, Ye Sheng is a completely new face, she has never seen her in an international fashion show.

"Cassie, you rejected me and just found someone like this... aren't you afraid of ruining your brand?"

The smile on Jiang Yun's face disappeared and she said seriously: "I reject you just because my design needs Asian faces. I only look at the suitability and nothing else when selecting people."

Alina looked at Ye Sheng in surprise and suddenly said: "I remembered that she was the brand spokesperson you chose. I said she is somewhat familiar, but Cassie, your taste this time is really not that good."

Ye Sheng stepped forward with a smile: "What do you think, it's too early to draw a conclusion now. Aunt Jiang, let's go, it's our turn."

Alina sneered and turned away.

Jiang Yun was afraid that Alina's words just now would affect Ye Sheng, so she whispered: "Ignore her, she is getting more and more arrogant now. I have worked with her twice before and found that she has a bad habit of changing designs without authorization, so I didn't We cooperated. This time she took the initiative to contact me. Firstly, she didn’t want to cooperate with her. Secondly, the design really didn’t match her image, so she rejected it. She was using this as a pre-game psychological warfare. Don’t let her influence you.”

Ye Sheng nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not that fragile."

After the rehearsal, everyone went back to the hotel to recharge their batteries and wait for tomorrow's decisive battle.

When Ye Sheng returned to the hotel room, her cell phone rang. It was Xia Tian.

Ye Sheng answered the phone: "Xia Tian, ​​how can you call me? International long distance calls are not cheap."

"The matter is urgent and I can't control it so much. Shengsheng, now netizens know that you went to the catwalk and the comments are not very good. Do you want me to deal with it?"

"No, if it needs to be dealt with, Tianxing will have already taken action, don't worry."

"But what is said on the Internet is really not nice. Also, did you know that Qi Luo is going to the show?"

"I don't know about this, but it doesn't matter to me whether she wants to watch the show or not. It should be 11 o'clock in the evening in China now. Go to bed quickly. It'll be fine."

"Okay, then I wish you good luck in the game tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Sheng logged onto Weibo.

No wonder Xia Tian is anxious, what netizens say is really not nice.

But being hacked so many times, it’s nothing.

Ye Sheng looked through the comments and saw that Heizi's words were always the same. Only when Ai Ye went too far would he come forward to fight back.

"Wasn't Ye Sheng working on some animation a while ago? Why did he go to become a model again? Is it pornographic?"

"It's like a mountain apart. Ye Sheng, an actor, goes on a catwalk and then hosts a show. Oh my god, what do the people in charge of Yunye think?"

"Why is a rich girl working so hard?"

"It's probably the capitalist's child who wants to play, but Yunye can't do anything about it."

"I actually have to compete with international supermodel Alina. Alas, you can imagine the result."

"Isn't Ye Sheng unpopular here? She works so hard, she walks in the show, and Qi Luo sits in the audience to watch the show."

"Are the people upstairs not guilty? Ye Sheng is the only child of the Ye family. Qi Luo was only adopted by the Qi family, and the Qi family adopted two children. She also has an adopted brother. Who said that? Is the show more noble than the catwalk?"

"It's just that you didn't see Ye Sheng's birthday party. Grandpa's intention is very obvious. From now on, Lan Shi will definitely be handed over to Ye Sheng."

"Don't draw conclusions so early, Ye Sheng will not do anything that you are not sure of."

"Every time something happens to Ye Sheng, Heizi starts to badmouth her. I thank you for paying so much attention to my Shengsheng. Don't be embarrassed when the time comes."

"That's what I say, but is it too overestimating for an outsider to compare with a supermodel?"

"Do you know what a supermodel face is? Does Ye Sheng's face have anything to do with a model?"

"We won't know until the end of the competition whether we can win. Have you forgotten that you were slapped in the face by Shengsheng before?"

"..."

Ye Sheng touched his face, and it seemed that it did not have the sharp edges and corners of a supermodel.

Ye Sheng stood up and practiced her steps in front of the mirror in the room.

She practiced in her room all afternoon, and after dinner, she started practicing again.

After taking a shower, she lay on the bed and forced herself to go to bed early, otherwise her lack of energy tomorrow would affect the game.

I lay in bed tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep.

When I was irritated, my phone vibrated with a buzzing sound.

It was a video call from Pei Chuyuan.

Ye Sheng picked up the video.

Pei Chuyuan, who was wearing a suit and leather tie, made a video call to her in his office.

Pei Chuyuan's low-magnetic voice came: "What are you doing?"

"getting ready to sleep."

Ye Sheng was lying on the bed, wearing a white cotton pajamas, looking at the screen with his eyes wide open, with a faint smile on his face.

Her hair was scattered on the pillow, a little less cold than usual, and very soft and cute.

Pei Chuyuan's voice couldn't help but soften a little: "The competition is tomorrow, are you nervous?"

It would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous. Although Aunt Jiang said this show didn't mean anything, since she agreed to do the show, she didn't want any accidents to happen.

It doesn't matter if he loses the game, I just hope there won't be any accident, otherwise Yunye will be affected.

Moreover, after looking at the domestic controversies online, I feel more or less stressed.

"A little nervous." Ye Sheng said honestly.

"Can't sleep?"

"Ah."

"Relax and don't think about anything. Bedtime stories help you fall asleep. What do you want to hear? I'll tell you."

"You do not have to work?"

"It's okay. I'll take care of things after you fall asleep."

"I've never heard of a bedtime story. You can tell it as you like."

"Okay then, cover yourself with the quilt and turn off the light."

Ye Sheng turned off the headlights, leaving only a small light on. In a strange environment, she used to leave a small lamp on and then cover herself with a quilt.

"Shh! The story begins. It was a very cold winter..."

His voice is deep and magnetic, like the melodious cello melody, which makes people intoxicated.

Every note penetrated the other end of the phone and hit Ye Sheng's heartstrings directly, as if he was right beside her, whispering softly.

The rhythm of his speaking is leisurely and unhurried, making people immersed in it and wanting to keep listening.

The stories he tells are not complicated or have many thrills, but they are full of warmth and love.

The story was very long and he told it very slowly.

Hearing his voice, the anxiety in her heart miraculously disappeared. Ye Sheng, who was already a little tired, began to gradually close her eyelids and relax her body. Gradually, her breathing became steady and slow.

Pei Chuyuan looked at the sleeping face on the screen, his eyes as gentle as water.

There was a smile on her face, as if she was having a sweet dream.

His heart was full of tenderness, and he kissed her forehead gently facing the screen.

"Good night."