Reborn Queen Fan

Lin Yimo's appearance was beyond Tang Yu's expectation, but thanks to him, Tang Yu finally got rid of the group of reporters.

It's just that Tang Yu didn't expect that even if he had nothing to say, these reporters would still have a way to get something out and publish it.

Seeing that Mark brought back the gossip magazine called gossipgirl, Tang Yu just wanted to scold him for watching too many bloody American dramas.

The key is that Mark also told him that this is just one of them. Except for those very formal fashion magazines, almost all magazines have news about Tang Yu, but the content is similar.

According to Mark, this is still the one he thinks is better written.

Not bad...not a bad ball, the content of this entire article, except for his name, is there anything else that is good.

Tang Yu threw the magazine into the trash can under Mark's distressed expression. This kind of thing is still out of sight.

He picked up the bag on the side and prepared to go to class. Once these reports came out, his life would definitely not be peaceful. He was already prepared to meet those messy eyes.

However, these preparations were instantly shattered to pieces when he was "hijacked" to a familiar villa halfway.

Is he coming to this house a little too frequently recently?

Tang Yu sighed inwardly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, said hello to Albert, and followed him to someone's study with ease.

However, Tang Yu didn't expect that there was another person in the study room this time. Tang Yu looked at the other person's surprised eyes and smiled inwardly. He could make the incomparable editor-in-chief of ELLE show such an expression. It's a worthwhile trip.

The classification system of the New York Model School is different from that of ordinary schools. There is a strict hierarchy here. It has nothing to do with your wealth. Everything depends on your strength.

It's not like a school, it's more like an entertainment company's system. Every quarter, according to the ranking of comprehensive strength, the best will enter Class A, and the weakest will enter Class F.According to the law of priority, students in class A will naturally have more opportunities.

Of course, these exams are not just for you to write and write. In addition to basic skills, there is also a special exam.The topics of each season are different, and the test is to test the overall quality of being a model. Sometimes it is just a simple hard photo shoot, and sometimes it will let you walk on stage in all kinds of strange occasions.

And your result is decided by the five judges of the season, they not only have the school tutors, but also celebrities in the fashion circle.

And Tang Yu met Amanda, the editor-in-chief of ELLE, in a test.With sharp eyes and unreserved speech, this well-maintained lady who is over [-] years old used sharp words to judge that a "slim" oriental like Tang Yu was not suitable to stay in the New York fashion circle before Tang Yu started the test.

Of course, in the end Tang Yu still used his strength to shut him up, but his venomous comments made Tang Yu firmly remember them in his mind.

But one thing the lady said was right, his physique was indeed a blemish at this time.

So this Mr. Harris has taken a fancy to himself.Tang Yu was puzzled, and greeted Harris, "Hello, Mr. Harris."

The blond-haired nobleman only gave himself a frozen look. Tang Yu watched the other party frown slightly when he looked at him, and subconsciously glanced at himself.

His suit will not have to be sacrificed again.Tang Yu thought with some trepidation.

But he didn't dare to say anything. The two big men in front of him were obviously talking about something. Although it seemed that it was only the one-sided impassionedness of the Amanda lady, Tang Yu still consciously stood aside and waited for the end of the conversation between the two.

But soon Amanda turned and gave him an angry look, because Harris had given his simple and clear order to the lady in her twenties, to leave.

Tang Yu shrugged, this had nothing to do with him at all, why did this lady put the blame on him.

However, the fashion editor-in-chief who has been in the workplace for decades is obviously different from a small role like Tang Yu, and he did not leave immediately under the ice-like eyes of Harris.

Although the lady stood up, she still had a sincere look on her face, "Mr. Harris, we sincerely invite you to this vogue dinner, and your arrival will definitely make our party flourish." Piper shines." After speaking, he took out an invitation letter from the new clutch bag studded with sequins.

He left gracefully, but Tang Yu didn't miss the vicious look the lady threw at him again.

The corners of Tang Yu's mouth opened in an arc, completely immune to her eyes.Instead, he nodded politely to the lady.Inviting Ludwig Harris to the end-of-year dinner is no less difficult than asking a commoner to go to Russia to build a nuclear bomb and contribute to the country.

So it is understandable for this lady to be angry. The smile on the corner of Tang Yu's mouth still maintains a certain curvature, but there is a bit of imperceptible malice in that indifferent smile. Yes, he is a little gloating.

Although Tang Yu was calm and peaceful, he also held grudges.

However, his smile soon froze in a certain frozen line of sight.

Harris still didn't speak, and Tang Yu didn't know how to speak after saying hello.

Albert always appeared when Tang Yu felt extremely embarrassed, and what made Tang Yu even more happy was that this capable butler did not appear this time pushing a dining cart full of food.

But when Tang Yu saw the big box following him, a bad feeling came to his heart.

This very familiar box, Tang Yu remembered that there was also one in his dormitory, and it has been "offered" in the cleanest part of the dormitory.

Seeing Albert handing over the box to her with a smile on her face, Tang Yu suddenly realized that maybe she had to sacrifice more than just a piece of clothing this time.