Transmigrated into the cannon fodder abandoned by the actor

Charlie whispered to Gu Qingchi.

His complexion is a little pale, contrary to his strong and capable wife, he is a kind of weak character, naturally a little afraid and weak towards competition, staying in such an environment makes him breathless.

"Oh my God, the people over there, at least six out of ten I've seen in magazines, they're all famous—"

Gu Qingchi followed the direction Charlie pointed quietly, and looked over there without hesitation.

That group of people had been staring at Gu Qingchi vaguely, but now that Gu Qingchi's gaze swept over them, they all looked away and looked elsewhere.

Gu Qingchi was like a real young officer facing his superior in the army, with his hands behind his back, he leaned slightly to listen to Charlie's speech.

At this moment, he retracted his gaze and bowed his head.

"I am also a famous person, you can watch me now."

"Ok?"

Charlie subconsciously looked at Gu Qingchi.

Gu Qingchi still had that indifferent look.

He said.

"Where did you see me?"

Gu Qingchi's tone was calm and could not be rejected, but it was not aggressive. Charlie unconsciously followed Gu Qingchi's rhythm.

"On the Internet, a photo, and I saw it and thought, Oh God, this is your favorite."

"Then?"

Gu Qingchi's tone was obviously a normal inquiry, his voice remained the same as before, cold and indifferent, but it was like an order, inexplicably forceful that could not be refused.

Charlie unconsciously followed his pace and gradually calmed down.

"Then, then I tried every means to ask you to be my model. To be honest, I thought I would not succeed, but now it seems that the results are not bad."

Gu Qingchi nodded slightly.

"Then please continue to look at me, I am also a little famous."

"Oh, of course, of course, of course I will, your outfit is perfect so far."

Charlie is much better now, he started to focus on Gu Qingchi and his clothes.

Although he still looks a little anxious.

"Actually, it's okay for us to fail this time. After all, we still have a restaurant, and now we hire a store manager to take care of it. In fact, it's quite profitable."

While talking, Charlie checked Gu Qingchi from top to bottom to see if there was anything wrong.

"Ah, there's a little thread at the neckline. I'll fix that right away."

Gu Qingchi and Charlie arrived about half an hour early.

The same music was played in loop on the show stage outside, and it could be heard a little bit in the background.

Pure music, neither fast nor slow, but with a strong sense of rhythm, Gu Qingchi listened to it several times and memorized all the beats.

When Gu Qingchi walked up, his body would sway naturally. His standing and walking postures were very standard, and it looked good if he kept it the same.

Moreover, he is not a professional catwalk model who has undergone rigorous training. If he can't correct his posture after a while, he can only take shortcuts.

Besides, he is a male model, and male models are not as harsh on catwalks as female models.

Male models walk with their hips leading their legs. When walking, only the shoulders shake slightly with the walking. If the range is small, the problem is easily hidden.

Female models walk with their legs driven by their waists, and they have high requirements for the overall posture of the body, which is obvious when presented as a whole.

Then finding the rhythm of the catwalk according to different music is the key training content.

In the past few days, Gu Qingchi learned from the teacher Charlie found mainly to find the beat and how to adjust the rhythm with the music.

The person in charge called the number one by one, and the number of models decreased one by one, and some people began to feel uneasy.

Gu Qingchi was still the same as when he first came here, with his back straight, his head slightly lowered, and his hair hanging down his ears.

"number 31."

Gu Qingchi raised his head, the primary election was relatively simple, the models had their number plates pinned to their bodies, and the number plate on his waist was number 31.

The clerk who called the number led him to the front entrance.

When Gu Qingchi came on stage, the previous model was walking back, just in the middle.

It was a female model, very imposing, with a waist swinging around her body, wearing a short skirt, but with a long gauze back hem, and high heels under her feet, in addition to the usual heels, were padded up a little.

Gu Qingchi was on the right, and the female model was on the left. When the two passed by, the female model's high-heeled shoes got entangled with the hem of the gauze.

Because the shoes were raised a bit higher, it was difficult to control the center of gravity, she staggered uncontrollably and fell towards Gu Qingchi.

Gu Qingchi subconsciously stretched out his left arm and handed it over. He turned around and turned around.

Pulling the female model up, the skirt flew up. The two exchanged places, and the female model reacted quickly. She followed the turn and brought the skirt back. She and Gu Qingchi looked at each other and continued.

Gu Qingchi's expression remained unchanged, he still remembered to catch the beat of the music.

After walking the runway, when he was in front of the judges, he raised his hat slightly with his gloved hand, and kept his eyes on the camera.

It is different from the feeling that Gu Qingchi gave people in the past.

At this moment, his eyes are dangerous, and he looks like a beautiful beast, full of aggression, smooth fur and sharp teeth.

The body line is smooth, vigorous and powerful, like a taut bow, ready to go.

The camera also freezes his posture.

The initial test is not over yet, it has two links, this is the first half of it, the display of self-work, half of the people will stop here.

When the walk was over, the results came out immediately, and there was no doubt that Charlie had passed the first half of the preliminary test.

He will immediately enter the next stage with the remaining dozen or so designers.

The second half is divided into several groups. Several designers share a studio and use the materials in the studio to make a garment on the spot. The specified time is three hours, not limited to autumn and winter styles.

There are two tables in the studio, and the jury commented on their entire work process.

The models are all wearing close-fitting underwear, which is convenient for designers to fix the fabric directly on the models with pins, and make a preliminary garment.

In order not to affect the designer's work and performance, their clothes are made of very little fabric.

The models in the studio are very used to the designer's working mode.

Gu Qingchi was also informed by Charlie before, so he took off his outer clothes like everyone else at this time.

He was dressed like the other male models.

No matter what he ate, Gu Qingchi's figure has not changed much, it has always been just right, not so thin that his ribs can be seen, nor is he so strong that his muscles are knotted.

Just six-pack abs, neither exaggerated nor almost none, with smooth lines, which is the most aesthetic appearance. The mermaid line extends down and is hidden in the clothes.

The body proportions are also surprisingly good, with nine heads and long legs, standing there is conspicuous enough.

Gu Qingchi and his designer were originally in an inconspicuous corner, but at the moment where he was standing, it seemed as if the spotlight was on, and people's eyes couldn't help but look over.

Looking at it openly, it still makes people's heart pounding. Although the models present are basically dressed in the same clothes, he is particularly shocking.

Charlie is unusually focused on his work at the moment, and it's not a bad thing to get nervous sometimes.

Gu Qingchi opened his arms, and Ren Charlie measured his body with a ruler.

off the field.

A woman in suit pants, sunglasses and a suit jacket arrives with an assistant.

She looks very capable, and she acts very vigorously.

"How is it? How far have you guys progressed? Is there anything special?"

"Just the second session, Ms. Vano."

"Ah, it came just right."

Wanuo, 35 years old, is the editor-in-chief of the well-known fashion magazine TL. Since she made TL the top in the fashion industry at the age of 27, she has ruled violently in the fashion industry for eight years.

She is the pioneer and leader of the fashion industry, as well as the tyrant of the fashion industry.

She is harsh on others, and even more harsh on herself. She has been strict with herself for ten years, no matter her figure or anything.

It seems that any show can only be qualified after her affirmation. She is a frequent visitor to all top fashion weeks, the target of all big brands competing to please, and the vane of the fashion industry.

When such a queen arrives, the person in charge of selection immediately comes out to greet her.

"Oh ma'am, what can I do for you?"

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to take a look, these little guys' works are crude and full of terrible elements, but occasionally they are very funny."

Domestically, at 05:30 in the morning.

Xie Luyu tied a rope around the little raccoon's neck, put on the mask and hat, and led the little raccoon out the door, just like walking a dog.

Little Beaver Flower almost hopped, almost wagging its tail.

Xie Luyu's exposed eyes were covered with dark circles.

While walking, he educated it in bits and pieces.

"You know how to torment me every day. Didn't you sleep in the big bed in my bedroom? I've already cut the land and paid compensation, so we can't get along well. Can the parent-child relationship be better?"

In the distance ahead, someone could be vaguely seen coming with a dog. Xie Luyu held the rope in one hand, and picked up the little raccoon with the other hand, and put it into his arms.

Xie Luyu was wearing a big fluffy coat, and Xiao Lihua could see a small head when he buckled it into his arms.

Little Lihua let him hold her, and curled up a ball obediently.

"You'll be good if I take you out. Do you think you're a cat? Whose cat is more noisy than Erha."

Xie Luyu laughed as he spoke.

"Well, it's thanks to you for making trouble with me, and making trouble with your own father will make you ignore you for three days."

Xie Luyu yawned.

"Let's go, we both came out so early, let's go and see if we can pick something good for your father."

Just two steps away, someone stopped him, and the other party wanted to grab Xie Luyu's arm.

"Hello, Mr. Xie."

Xie Luyu broke away and took two steps back vigilantly.

"Hey, what are you doing, don't move, how did you sneak into the community? Go, if you don't go, I'll call the security."

Xie Luyu has encountered illegitimate students and paparazzi countless times, and there is almost a process to deal with this kind of thing.

The man was a little frightened by such a warning, and apologized with a smile on his face.

"It's not mine, I'm not malicious."

As he spoke, he was about to move forward, but Xie Luyu stopped him.

"Hey hey, stand back, what do you want to do so close? Do you think you are an underground party? If you don't accept private work, if you want to break the news, you will blow it up. Contact my agent for a film appointment and sign it. I can't take pictures now. See you later."

The man seemed to be shocked, and stopped moving forward.

"No, no, I was entrusted by someone to bring you a message."

"I'm not interested in any news. I've been doing well recently. I'm rushing to walk the cat. Can you stop wasting my time?"

Xie Luyu was about to leave as soon as he said that. He was tall, and his height in the [-]s was quite intimidating.

The man was in a hurry.

"Then you're fine, you're a big shot, but it's troublesome for you to be a good friend, and you don't want a future?"