Reborn Queen Fan

In the end, Tang En still did not agree to Tang Yu's request, but he gave him the contact information of the Harris family.

Before leaving, the doctor who had always been unserious told him that it would be better not to do this.

However, Tang Yu always felt that something would happen with this suitcase of clothes. When he dialed the phone, he got in touch with Albert. Been keeping them for a while.

But Tang Yu didn't expect that in just a few days, something completely unexpected happened to him.

Gossip always spreads unexpectedly fast in the fashion circle. Unbeknownst to Tang Yu, the photo of him dragging that big box will soon appear on the cover of a famous gossip magazine, together with the old photo of Harris.

The courses of the modeling school are not as interesting as ordinary people imagine. Apart from the most basic walking and standing posture training, there are countless miscellaneous courses.

What Tang Yu hates the most is the basic dance training class, although he has successfully overcome this difficulty with the help of Lin Yimo.

But at this moment, Tang Yu looked at himself in the mirror who was gnashing his teeth due to the pain of leg pressure, and still couldn't help wanting to scold the sky, why must his body be soft enough to be a model, and he didn't want to dance ballet.

Well, the thought of being a professional model should never be in your head.

Beads of sweat were dripping on Tang Yu's forehead, and his face was grim, but he still pressed his body down hard.

"Ms. Tang Yu, you're making headlines." Just as Tang Yu was sweating in the training room, Mark rushed in suddenly and gave Tang Yu a heavy blow.

"Ah." Although Tang Yu had a good upbringing, he couldn't help but let out a scream.

Have you ever seen the painful expressions of those whose legs were forced down? If you have, you must know how painful it is.

Tang Yu gently rubbed her deeply tortured leg while looking at Mark with a dark face.

He had better have something important to do, otherwise, Tang Yu turned his ankle secretly, and his kick was quite strong.

"Tang Yumei, you know Ludwig Harris, the emperor of fashion, and you didn't even tell us. You see, it's already on the headlines of Vanity Fair."

"What did you say?" Although she was still immersed in the pain in her leg, Tang Yu still heard a few key words from Mark's quick machine-gun glance, what did he know Ludwig Harris , what other headlines.

"Show me." Snatching the magazine from Mark's hand, Tang Yu looked at the big cover. She was the one who dragged the box to find Tang En that day, and there was a photo in the lower right corner of the cover. It's not big, but it can be recognized at a glance. The protagonist of the photo is Ludwig Harris, and there is a box next to him, which is exactly the same as the one he is dragging in his hand.