[comprehensive] poor students

Mochizuki, whose salary was deducted inexplicably like this, let alone how sad he was, he even forgot the idea of ​​wanting to remove his makeup as soon as possible, and stood there sadly with downcast eyes. Heartbreak.

Watching this scene, Kise only felt a suffocating pain in his heart, he quickly ran to Mochizuki's side, and comforted him softly: "Little Mochizuki, don't be sad, everything that happened this time was my recklessness , has nothing to do with you, and..."

He showed his big white teeth, and encouraged: "You are not a model signed by the company, and you will not get any salary in the first place, so there is no need to be sad at all!"

full moon:……

Looking at Kise who was smiling, he felt the desire to beat someone for the first time.

Just when his fist was about to move, Kise's manager suddenly appeared in front of him, and while saving his life, he nodded and said: "The president wants to talk to you, Mochizuki, can you come?"

Hearing this, Mochizuki and Kise looked at each other, and they both saw the doubts between each other.

"Ok."

Followed the agent to the office on the fifth floor, Mochizuki saw the legendary president. He was about 30 years old, with a mustache and a shiny purple coat. She clasped her hands and sat on the back of the chair with a calm face. When she saw them enter the door, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"Yo, you are Mochizuki-kun? Thank you so much for saving Kise." The corner of the president's lips curled up, and he glanced around Mochizuki elegantly and politely, then nodded in satisfaction: "Sure enough, the appearance is very good. There is a slender beauty of a teenager, which is great."

Hearing other people's praise, Mochizuki responded reflexively: "Thank you, Mr. President is also very young and has a good temperament."

"Ah, what nonsense are you talking about~" As soon as he finished speaking, the president waved his hands as if a little shy, covered his cheeks with both hands, twisted his body and gave him a slight wink: "Mochizuki-kun's mouth is so real!" Sweet, I really want to get to know you better~" There was no trace of the elegant demeanor just now.

full moon:……

He seemed to see a fake president!

Just as he watched the hot-eyed scene in horror, the smiling manager suddenly coughed lightly, and the sharp eyes in his eyes were like hundreds of knives, aimed directly at the president.

The president, who was still immersed in his beautiful fantasy, suddenly felt his body go cold, his scalp went numb, and he straightened his posture quickly, returning to the serious persona just now.

"Hey, let's talk about your entry into the industry." The president picked up a stack of contracts from the table with a serious face, and handed them to Mochizuki, as if the perverted scene just now was just an illusion: " For part-time models of your age, we have very favorable conditions. Not only will your working hours not delay your classes, but we also strictly abide by the labor law for minors. The workload is not heavy, the salary is generous, and there is the most basic insurance. Like? Do you want to consider signing a contract?"

Mochizuki took the information in one hand, read it very carefully, and read it for about 3 minutes before he could confirm the fact that the other party was not lying. However, although this job was very suitable for him, he still had some doubts and struggles.

"I tried to participate in a photo shoot just now." He touched his chin and said in thought: "However, the performance did not satisfy the director, and I was accused of not having rich facial expressions. Is this really suitable for the job?"

"As long as you find the right style, you'll be fine." Faced with his concerns, the president chuckled, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers: "We have all kinds of models here, some are lively, some are The gentle type, and the handsome type like Kise, while you...you can choose to be cold and elegant, you just need to keep that expressionless face, it's not difficult, isn't it? "

"And we will also provide you with free training. During the training period, all lunches are free, and there are desserts, drinks and other snacks for you to choose from. The benefits are not bad, right?"

Mochizuki's eyes lit up immediately when he heard about the free training. Although the president seems unreliable, the contract clearly states that he will work with more familiar partners, and the most important thing is that the salary is also very good. Perfect, basically there is no concern to refuse.

"I agree." After thinking twice, Mochizuki nodded and agreed.

"Okay!" Seeing that he finally agreed, the corner of the president's lips curled into an unknown arc, he slapped his palm suddenly, and blinked his eyes: "Then the benefits are mutual, and we have to make some demands here."

"You have to unconditionally agree to let you try on all the clothes, and you can't have any objections, including women's clothes!" He emphasized the last word heavily.

Until then, Kise, who vaguely felt that something was wrong, suddenly realized it!

He remembered that the president was very strict in selecting people and would never take the initiative to offer olive branches, so he was particularly puzzled by the idea that the other party was eager to sign a contract with Mochizuki.

But now, everything is revealed!

Eight out of ten... The president has taken a fancy to Mochizuki's potential as a master in women's clothing!

But Xiao Mochizuki's women's clothing is really amazing. There is nothing wrong with thinking this way, but it can be understood.

But even though Mochizuki doesn't say anything, if she continues to act in women's clothing in the future, I'm afraid she won't agree...

Thinking of this, Kise couldn't help observing Mochizuki's expression apprehensively, for fear of seeing the other party's expression of dissatisfaction or rejection.

Although it was selfish, he really wanted to work with Mochizuki.

But at this moment, Mochizuki's face showed no trace of disgust. Instead, she nodded happily in agreement, so fast that one wondered if she understood the implication of the president's words.

"no problem."

"Very good." Seeing that the goal has been achieved, the president's face showed a bit of relief, and he couldn't restrain his joy immediately, twisted his body and blew him a kiss: "This way the contract is established~ Please give me your advice." Oh~ Mochizuki-chan."

Mochizuki: ... sauce?

Seeing the president let go of himself again, the shock he received was not as strong as the first time, so he just blinked his eyes in doubt, and then signed the contract under the guidance of his manager.

"We will use a one-month trial period. If there is no problem at that time, we will have a collective discussion with your guardian. Don't forget~"

Under the offensive of the president's all kinds of winks, Mochizuki returned home in a daze. It was not until he drank a glass of cold water that he calmed down and began to think about everything that happened just now.

Then he slapped his forehead suddenly.

Oops! !

Just now I felt a little led by the nose, but now I didn't find the trap in the other party's language, so I agreed in a daze, what should I do? !

He wandered anxiously in the hall, and just wanted to knock on the door of his colleague Huang Lai's room, but suddenly thought that Huang Lai was still filming in the company, so he had to give up this idea.

Um, are you going to talk to the president again?

He really really really... can't accept a little bit!

That is!Guardian sign! !

That's right, the guardian!His parents are not around, and his grandmother's generation is no longer there, and he can't find any relatives, and there is no one who can be called a guardian.

Although a junior high school student like him who lives independently can still legally apply for adoption, Mochizuki has never chosen this path, but has survived on his own. Besides, the family still owes 2 million yuan. Someone would want to adopt him.

In the past, the scenes that required some guardians to step in were all smoothly rounded up by him, so there has been no difficulty.

But what should I do now, should I just find someone to help act as a guardian? !

Mochizuki struggled for a while, but still couldn't think of a better way, so she had to pull away the desk and chair, open the schoolbag, took out a math textbook from it, and started to study slowly.

Learning makes him happy!

Since you can't think of something, don't think about it anymore, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.

he thought optimistically.

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Although he has to go to the company every week to learn the knowledge of modeling, Mochizuki's life is no different. He is still in the state of going to school and working part-time, so almost everyone does not know the fact that he is a model.

He didn't think about saying it himself, it wasn't to hide anything, he just didn't think it was necessary to say it.

"I didn't expect you to have such an interest, Atobe."

One day, Shishido, who was packing his tennis bag, accidentally knocked off Atobe's backpack, revealing a corner of the pink cover. He pulled it out curiously, and saw four large characters at a glance: "Daily Fashion". Throwing it back with disgust on his face, he shouted loudly.

"Huh? Do you have any dissatisfaction with my uncle's aesthetics?" Atobe glared at him, picked up the impurities gracefully, and popularized science for this kind of guy who is not gorgeous: "This is specially for junior high school students and high school students in China." Most of the models in the formulated fashion magazine are middle and high school students, and the prices of the products are affordable, which is very satisfying for my grandpa's gorgeous temperament."

"Tsk, what a mess, just wear sportswear." Shishido rubbed his head impatiently, unwilling to listen at all, turned around and left quickly.

A vulgar person with no taste.

Staring at his back, Atobe snorted coldly, and raised his face proudly.

"Oh, it's this magazine. It's very famous, and I always read it." Renzu who didn't know when he was standing next to him glanced at the magazine in his hand with great interest and said, "Can you lend me a look?" Trace Department?"

Finally met someone who appreciates his taste, Atobe handed it over very generously: "Of course. I haven't read it yet, so I will borrow it from you first."

"Thank you." Enduring enough to find the magazine in his hand, he flipped through it quickly: "I remember a bottle of perfume in this issue is very famous, and my sister has always wanted to buy it...Huh?"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Atobe turned his head a little suspiciously.

I saw Renzu fixed the magazine to one page, his eyes widened as if he saw something terrible, and he froze in place, not even noticing the eyes slipping off.

"What's wrong?" Atobe leaned over curiously, looked down at the magazine with great interest, and then... instantly petrified.

On the screen, a beautiful black-haired girl in a gorgeous dress bowed her head shyly, and was being kissed by a blond boy bending over the back of her hand. It looked like a dreamy scene between a prince and a princess. , and there is a big perfume logo behind it.

But that's not the point! ! !

The point is, why does the girl above look so familiar... It's not an exaggeration to see a girl who looks like Mochizuki or Mochizuki in women's clothing! ! !

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that this was Mochizuki's Atobe, and I was suddenly horrified.

No, no, how could Mochizuki show such a shy expression? He must be blind, and Mochizuki would not appear on this, right! ! !

He took a deep breath and managed to calm himself down. When he raised his eyes, he found that Renzu was looking at him delicately: "Mochizuki probably doesn't have a sister... Let's go and ask."

With this uneasiness in mind, the two called Mochizuki, who was still working as a tennis partner, and asked in a complicated manner while the other party was puzzled, pointing to the magazine: "...Mochizuki, is this you?"

Mochizuki stared at the magazine for a while, then tilted her head in doubt.

Seeing this scene, Atobe's hanging heart immediately let go. Looking at Mochizuki's confused expression, it must not be the case.

Fortunately, if he knew that Mochizuki had unknowingly become a model and unknowingly put on women's clothes, I'm afraid he would be so angry that he couldn't help but pick up his knife and slash people!

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Mochizuki replied calmly, "It's me."

Look, it really isn't...

Trace Department: ...

? ? ? ?Did he hear wrong.

He opened his eyes slightly, staring closely at Mochizuki's expression.

"Because it was the first time I saw my appearance in women's clothing, I didn't recognize it immediately." Mochizuki explained lightly, and suddenly smiled: "But it is indeed me, senior, I have become a model."

Atobe with a confused face: ...

? ? ? ?

Where is my knife! ! !

The author has something to say: Atobe: Where is my knife? !

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Ah, the Chinese New Year is more tiring, lacking motivation, and rolling around. This article is expected to end around [-] chapters, but I don’t know if my brain is enough to support it!

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荼迭扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2018-02-1618:57:21

读者“木子”,灌溉营养液+52018-02-1621:54:39

读者“faitlux”,灌溉营养液+12018-02-1616:35:54

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