Reborn in the 1980s: As a supermodel, I dominate the fashion world

Su Yan felt a little embarrassed and subconsciously covered her face.

Secretly wiped away the tears hanging in the corners of my eyes.

Then, she took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and said with a smile: "While everyone is happy today, I will tell you about my experience."

As soon as the girls heard this, they immediately gathered around Su Yan excitedly.

Bai Sitian held her cheek with her hands expectantly, ready to listen.

In 1979, Su Yan's mother died of illness, and at the age of 16, she went to the imperial capital alone to join her aunt.

At that time, she was sitting on the train, full of beautiful longings for the future.

However, when she finally found her aunt's house, she found that her aunt's house was crowded with several other families in a dilapidated courtyard house, and their life was not well-off.

Since Su Yan was not qualified to work in a factory, he could only find a job as a scrubber in a bathhouse.

In those years, the average salary of residents in Imperial City was about 40 yuan, while Su Yan's income was only 20 yuan and 5 cents.

Every day, she shuttles in the steaming water mist and does not see the sun all day long, making her skin extremely white and delicate.

Aunts in the alley often praise her for her beautiful skin.

In this way, Su Yan worked there for more than a year.

When she wasn't at work, she often wandered around the most prosperous Xidan intersection in the imperial capital, as if only there she could temporarily escape her fate.

One day, a large number of people gathered in front of Xidan shopping mall. People were standing around on three floors inside and three outside to watch something.

Su Yan also squeezed in curiously to see what was going on.

A fat aunt next to her bumped into her, and the plastic bag she was holding fell to the ground. Several white buns rolled out of the plastic bag.

She was going to buy this for her aunt and her family.

Before Su Yan could get angry, a foreigner came over with a microphone to interview her.

It turned out that this was a German TV station recording a program, and it was them who were watching. The white steamed buns that Su Yan fell out of were captured by the cameraman.

The female reporter explained in German: "Now in China, people's lives have been greatly improved. You see, ordinary people can eat white steamed buns like this."

The cameraman pointed the camera at Su Yan. The reporter asked her through an interpreter: "What do you do?"

"I'm a bather." This profession is not very prestigious, Su Yan blushed.

The reporter asked again: "Then why did you buy so many steamed buns?"

Su Yan told the truth: "I bought it for my family."

When asked, "Do you think your family will be able to eat so many white steamed buns often in the future?"

Su Yan replied firmly: "Absolutely."

After the interview ended, the crowd dispersed. When Su Yan was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by a lady.

This lady looks Chinese at first glance, but her dress is a little different - she is wearing a red top, a green belt and floral shoes.

Su Yan murmured in his heart, is this woman a little mentally disturbed?

But if you look closely, she behaves elegantly and doesn't look like a problem person at all.

The lady said: "I am preparing a fashion model team composed of Chinese people. Your figure is very good, are you willing to be a fashion model?"

Su Yan had never heard of what a model was, and the lady explained it to her in detail. With Su Yan's knowledge at the time, it was impossible for her to understand.

Su Yan guessed that he was just like an actor, but there was one sentence she heard in her heart: "The figure is good."

Is she in good shape?

Growing up, Su Yan was like a monster in the eyes of people around him.

He is too tall, his legs are too long, his chest is bulging, his neck is slender, and his head is too small.

She has always struggled with being different.

Someone actually complimented her on her good figure. This was the first time someone recognized her.

So Su Yan adjusted her shift time, and at 6:00 the next night, she came to the Imperial Hotel.

When she entered, she was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

The people going in and out were wearing exquisite and fashionable clothes, but she was only wearing a washed-out blue cloth dress, which made her feel a little ashamed of herself.

When she mustered up the courage to go to the second floor, she was shocked again.

A room full of handsome men and beautiful women, each exuding confidence and charm, made Su Yan feel like the ugliest one.

Female models walked lightly on the carpet wearing high heels. Su Yan looked straight at her. It was the first time she knew that there was such a beautiful person in the world.

And their coach turned out to be a handsome foreign guy with blond hair and blue eyes.

The coach's name is Frank. He is 1 meters tall. He is wearing a light blue sweater, leather shoes of the same color, and white pants and jacket.

Against the backdrop of the monotonous and boring clothes worn by Chinese people at that time, Frank's outfit looked extremely handsome and chic.

From that moment on, Su Yan made up his mind to become like them.

After get off work every day, Su Yan always rushes to training without even bothering to have dinner.

The daily training time is from 6:30 to 9:00. Although there is no tuition fee, there is no income during the training period.

The coach once told them that to master the skills of model walking, they need to practice walking for at least 100 miles.

There was no money to be made and it was very boring. Many people quit midway.

After learning that Su Yan joined the model team, the bathhouse believed that she "pursued a bourgeois lifestyle and should undergo transformation" and sent her to work in a brick factory in the suburbs.

Su Yan sets out at four in the morning every day, wearing a torn cotton jacket to work in the howling wind. Nine hours later, he takes an hour and a half bus back to the city for training.

But she still persevered!

In 1981, the first fashion show performed by Chinese models was held, and Su Yan was one of the models.

This performance was of epoch-making significance. Not only did the Chinese media pay close attention to it, but the Ministry of Textiles also invited many foreign media to come and film it.

Su Yan clearly remembers that the performance was held at the National Culture Palace.

Because the fashions are shipped from abroad and the sizes are cut according to the figures of European models, the clothes appear to be too wide for Chinese models.

However, foreign designers made temporary modifications backstage to make the clothes closer to the figures of Chinese models.

Su Yan will always remember the moment she took the stage. The coach pushed her out and the lights suddenly came on, and she panicked.

However, the audience began to applaud, which made her suddenly realize that everyone liked her, so what did she have to be afraid of?

It was dark under the stage, and she walked forward against the flashing lights, feeling like stars were shining in a trance.

When she reached the end of the overpass, she couldn't help but shed tears. She stood there for nearly a minute, enjoying the glory and happiness of this moment.

When Su Yan said this, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Lin Miao sincerely sighed: "Coach, you are really amazing. From today on, I declare that you are my idol."

The girls around laughed.

Su Yan also came back to her senses. She looked at everyone and said seriously: "If you have the opportunity to meet my coach, you will be able to feel that the gap between China and foreign countries in fashion is huge. We as What models can do is to display clothes well and let more people pay attention to the fashion industry. Our country should not become a desert in the world's fashion industry."

When Bai Sitian heard these words, she felt moved in her heart.

She came back 35 years later, and of course she knew that what Su Yan said was correct. This was wisdom that had been refined over time.

This lunch lasted two hours.

After that, everyone went to Zhengda Shopping Mall together.

Zhou Mi had left his photography equipment in the office of Zhengda Mall, so he went back with everyone.

Everyone was chatting and laughing all the way, and they just arrived at the entrance of the shopping mall. Brother Fu, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed over and held Wang Gang's hand tightly.