Reborn Queen Fan

There is always time to adjust the show clothes. There is no staff in the fairly empty space, and the manager also temporarily exited the door because of confidentiality.

I don't know who started it first, but there was a chattering sound from a group of models in the originally quiet space.

"Is that the yellow ghost? It's so small that it looks like it's malnourished."

"That's right, that's right, even if a short model looks so weak, how dare she go on the catwalk?"

"fu*k, it's unlucky that such a person can also be a model."

"Looking at his woman-like face, you can tell that he is an Israeli servant. Isn't there a newspaper report that he is the new favorite of Duke Harris."

"It's really disgusting..."

Just a few young models gathered together, pointing at Tang Yu.Those with senior qualifications and experience in the world would naturally not participate in this kind of thing, but they looked at Tang Yu as if they were watching a joke.

Everyone knows how clean the fashion circle is in such a large area.It's just that as long as good things don't happen to me, they are all behind the scenes and dirty.Everyone here looked at Tang Yu with jealousy in their hearts.

But these people's words are getting worse and worse. Tang Yu is a determined person. After changing his clothes, he stands in front of the mirror and tidies himself up. It's just that the smile that was always hanging on his face can't be seen at all. arrive.

No matter how tolerant people are, there is always a bottom line in their hearts. What Tang Yu hates the most is that people say that he has no strength, and he serves others with sex.Even when he was with Lin Yimo, he never said that he would use Lin Yimo's relationship to pick up a show or something.

Different from this time, Tang Yu at that time only stood on Leslie Lin's show after three years of hard work.

"Okay, have you all changed your clothes yet?" The shrill female voice broke through the more and more contemptuous whispers.

A female staff member with awl-like high heels walked in, and her eyes with smoky eye makeup scanned everyone sharply.

"Mr. Leslie is already waiting in the next room, please prepare to try to leave."

"Hmph, when I try to leave, I want to see what kind of strength he has." Following the woman out of the room, several models deliberately bumped Tang Yu's shoulder.

Inside the spacious room is a simple catwalk, where Lin Yimo is standing with a smile.

"Then please start."

There was no extra politeness, the music started after Lin Yimo's voice fell, there was no specific order, the staff just randomly lined up the models according to their height before entering the door.

Tang Yu stood in the fifth place, completely ignoring the intentional or unintentional pushing of the two European models in front of him and behind him, and he kept making self-suggestions in his heart.Lin Yimo is the pain that he must take off, even if the wound is bleeding, it must be uprooted.

Soon it was Tang Yu's order. The nervousness and anxiety disappeared at the moment when she stood on the catwalk. The only thing she wanted was to show off her clothes and have a good show.

Tang Yu is dedicated, no matter how many balls of wool entangled in his mind before going on stage, once he walks on stage, he is just a professional model without personal emotions.