The happy daily life of routine sea king

Qian Xiaoqiao is very much looking forward to this event: "This event is sponsored by Hongyan Pavilion, and several designers involved in the development of new series have been invited to participate. It seems that the reactions of all parties in the event will also be included in the scope of investigation. "

"Mr. Ling, I think the models appointed by Hongyan Pavilion are not as good as you. I hope you and Xiyi can accept the invitation. I will pay the appearance fee according to the market price."

"The scale of this clothing exhibition is very large, and I believe it will also be good for your development."

Ling Yugui was moved by the words, but he is not a professional model after all: "Miss Qian, I am happy to help, but I don't know anything about catwalks, so it won't be a waste of help, right?"

"Don't worry, keep the standard in your video, I will find you a teacher to practice your steps, it will be absolutely fine."

She said so, Ling Yugui still has nothing to say: "That's fine, thank you, Miss Qian."

The Guofeng Clothing Exhibition will be held in ten days, that is, on November [-]st. Qian Xiaoqiao is very efficient. After discussing this day, he made an appointment with the teacher for a practice time for the two of them.

After several days of devil training, Ling Yugui was exhausted physically and mentally.

Taking care of live broadcasting, shooting videos, editing videos, and training, it is normal to be tired.

Tiredness is purely due to the teacher's double standards.

To Xiyi, this professional who is said to have directed many model contest champions and has done many costume drama etiquette guides is basically full of praise all the time.

He even expressed his intention to recommend a crew or a big economic company that he could get to know.

After Xiyi resolutely refused, he mentioned it several times, and the look in his eyes revealed love all the time.

If the teacher wasn't a fast-running uncle with a wife and daughter, Ling Yu would have thought he had fallen in love with Xiyi.

With a perfect role model by his side, one can imagine the treatment Ling Yugui received.

His small problems of walking with his chest in his chest and swollen feet were corrected by his teacher over and over again, and he occupied the top of the prestige step list every day.

Xue Yao even wondered if he used a walker.

Under all kinds of torture, Ling Yu looked left and right, and finally it was time to go to the fashion show.

What Qian Xiaoqiao said was not an exaggeration. The Guofeng Clothing Exhibition was held in the "Wanchao Garden", a very famous garden attraction in the capital.

When the two met Qian Xiaoqiao over there, the garden was already full of people, and at a glance, there were many black heads.

The catwalk will not start until tomorrow morning, today is to familiarize yourself with the venue and rehearse.

Qian Xiaoqiao was pushing two big boxes by herself, and her petite figure seemed to be under a heavy burden. After asking, she found out that the assistant who came with her had a bad stomach last night and is still in the hospital today.

They helped carry things, and under Qian Xiaoqiao's leadership, Ling Yugui met Qian Xiaoqiao's "opponents" for the first time.

Except for a female designer who was dressed in an exotic style, everyone else looked much older than Qian Xiaoqiao.

A man in a suit and leather shoes came out from behind them and frowned at Qian Xiaoqiao: "Are they the two models you mentioned?"

He was only in his early forties, but his face was greasy, his eyes wandered, and he opened his mouth with yellow and black old cigarette teeth, which made Ling Yugui feel a little sick to his stomach.

Qian Xiaoqiao nodded slightly, introduced Ling Yugui and Xi Yi, and said to them, "This is the Vice President of Hongyan Pavilion, President Zeng."

It turned out to be the big sponsor, Ling Yugui suppressed his nausea, and adjusted his expression: "Mr. Zeng!"

Mr. Zeng didn't even look at him, and continued: "Miss Qian, I heard that these two are network anchors, and they are not well-known. This catwalk is not for everyone. I advise you not to just Look at the appearance."

He shrugged and changed the subject:

"But it's too late to change people now. Miss Qian, you and I both understand the importance of this show. I hope these two... non-professionals can surprise us, or maybe you are already planning to give up. If That's it, I'm sorry."

Ling Yugui was stunned, and couldn't help but look at Qian Xiaoqiao.

Mr. Zeng doesn't seem to deal with her very much, but it's too embarrassing to say that in front of other competitors.

Sure enough, the rest of the designers showed subtle expressions on their faces.

After Mr. Zeng finished speaking, he left, and most of the others dispersed. A handsome, exaggeratedly thin man walked up to Qian Xiaoqiao, and comforted Qian Xiaoqiao in a slow voice:

"Don't pay too much attention to what Mr. Zeng said, what will happen in the end, you should speak according to your ability."

"Thanks, how are you getting ready?"

"That's it, by the way, where did you find these two handsome guys!"

"Haha, let me introduce you, this is Wen Jiahan, who is also the designer of Hongyan Pavilion."

Wen Jiahan shook hands with the two enthusiastically, his charming little eyes almost flew out.

Most of the flowers are flying towards Xi Yi, so obvious that a blind person can see his little thoughts.

Ling Yugui kept smiling politely, rolling his eyes in his heart.

Not only because of his covetousness towards Xiyi, but also because of his inexplicable ardor towards Qian Xiaoqiao.

Judging from Qian Xiaoqiao's reaction, the two were not very familiar with each other.

Mr. Zeng has considerable decision-making power in choosing a brand designer, and he has so clearly shown his disdain for Qian Xiaoqiao.

As one of the selected designers, instead of alienating Qian Xiaoqiao, Wen Jiahan approached Qian Xiaoqiao, which is completely unreasonable.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

However, he has not done anything that is harmful to the few people so far, and it is hard for Ling Yugui to say anything.

Several people chatted for a while, then went to prepare for the rehearsal.

Because it wasn't a formal appearance, the two didn't plan to put on makeup, so they tried on the clothes and headgear they brought. It took a lot of time for such a simple preparation.

They were scheduled to appear in the middle of the show, and they thought they would be rushed, but Ling Yugui didn't hear the staff calling them for a long time.

While waiting in the afternoon, Qian Xiaoqiao saw that a manufacturer in the back row had finished rehearsing, and finally couldn't wait to ask, only to find that the staff had missed them.

After some negotiations, they were ranked last to play. Although the time was disrupted, they still had to go up and try.

After an unknown period of time, the music suddenly stopped.