[Rebirth] The winner of supermodel life

Su Gan was impatient to listen to his hesitation, and interrupted directly: "I don't care what you want to do, stay away from me in the future!"

"Why!" Although Han Yue was afraid of Su Gan, who was staring at him like this, he was really puzzled, and asked bravely, "Why did you cheat me so much money? Is it just this attitude? Could it be you?" Hatred of the rich?"

"I really hate the rich!" Unable to tell the reason, this made Su Gan feel angry, and he slammed Han Yue against the stone wall. He punched Han Yue in the face with a fierce look on his face, "So, A child from a rich family, let’s get acquainted in the future.”

He doesn't mind offending Han Yue, as long as Han Yue doesn't suspect that what happened that night was related to him or Li Qianhyuk, he doesn't have to worry about anything else.

Loosening his collar, Su Qian watched him slide down the wall coldly, and left as quickly as if he was afraid of getting something dirty.

In the evening they went straight back to Paris.

Throwing a small pile of miscellaneous things bought in Gold's shop on the bed, Su Qian listened to Lemon telling him about tomorrow's itinerary while undressing.

He couldn't make it to the finals of "Dazzling Youth", and the company finally decided to let Wei Ran go alone.He will stay in Paris for another two days to participate in the selection of two previously scheduled 15 autumn and winter fashion week brand models, and then return to China.

It's the end of October, just in time for the 10 spring and summer series of Beijing International Fashion Week.Wearing a comfortable and close-fitting white sweater with a large open collar and black slacks, Su Gan pushed the toad mirror on the bridge of his nose and stepped on the land of Beijing.

The sky was a little gray, as if it was covered with a hood, so I couldn't see clearly.

Some fans got the news and formed a group to pick him up at the airport.Su Qian didn't know about this, and was taken aback when he reached the exit.The scale wasn't that big, but the cards raised above his head and the excited screams still caught him off guard.

"Kyle! Welcome to Beijing!"

When Su Qian was carrying the suitcase and was about to pass by with a paralyzed face, the group of girls roared in unison as if they had made an agreement suddenly, which made Su Gan unsteady on his feet and almost tripped over his left foot and fell to the ground with his right foot.

There was a burst of good-natured laughter from the people around, mixed with worried voices such as "be careful".

Su Qian couldn't hold back his face, and most of the big-name Queen Faner who had been brewing had disappeared.

"Sugan! Happy birthday!"

Another yell in unison, Su Qian stopped and looked at the group of people, his eyes under the sunglasses flickered slightly.

"I bought this at the bar," a short-haired girl came out, holding a black-gray cardboard bag, with a sincere and excited expression on her face, "It may not be a big deal to you, but we carefully selected it. Take it."

Su Qian didn't move, his reaction was too cold in the eyes of others.

But this group of people all knew about his twitchy temper, and they didn't find it too embarrassing.Booing and yelling, hurry up and stop being arrogant, the short-haired girl blinked at Su Gan, and stretched her hand forward again.

Lemon poked Su Gan on the back, signaling him to pick up quickly.In such a public place, not to mention fans can't hold it, it doesn't affect him well.

Glancing at the group of people, Su Qian took the bag with one hand, and a charming smile that they were familiar with appeared on his lips: "Thank you, concubines!"

"Ahhh!!!"

The sudden scream could knock down the roof, Su Qian switched the bag to the hand carrying the suitcase, and waved at them: "Let's go."

"Grandpa, go!" A girl shouted behind him, causing Su Qian to slightly curl the corners of her lips.

Why did you think they were annoying before, but didn't realize they were so cute?

After rushing to the hotel where he was staying, Su Qian went downstairs after tidying up, and saw someone he was familiar with in the lobby.

"Su Gan!" Shen Xie saw him at a glance, and waved lightly at him, her movements were very casual, but there was a bit of intimacy that others could not enjoy.

"Hi!" He patted Shen Xie on the shoulder very brotherly, Su Qian put down his hand, and looked at Wei Ran who was opposite the two, "How are you doing recently?"

"It's okay," Wei Ran smiled at him, "The IMM product catalog has been finalized, and many shows have been scheduled. How about you? How was the shooting in Paris?"

"good."

Su Gan snapped his fingers, while Shen Xie noticed his empty wrist, her eyes dimmed.

After chatting casually for a few more words, a group of them were led by their respective leaders to where they were going.

Although Su Qian didn't show up in the final match, he knew that the champion was Liu Xin.Shen Xie is the third runner-up, and they are also the runner-up Zhou Wen. The person in charge is Alian, the ace manager. This time, he is bringing them to see the world and see if they can get a good show.

Su Qian and Wei Ran are two rising stars, under Youth's intentional or unintentional publicity, they are currently considered well-known in the domestic fashion circle. In the interviews of major shows, the pass rate is much higher than others.

After running for two or three days as if rushing to the field, Su Qian has already accepted four medium-sized shows.

Interview, try on clothes, make-up photos, rehearsal, make-up, performance, makeup removal, another interview, try on clothes...

A series of jobs went down like a waterfall of tens of meters, and there was no time for Su Gan to catch his breath.

"Kyle!" Lemon's voice came, causing Su Gan to cover his ears annoyedly, "Wake up! Tang's interview time is coming!"

"Ah!" Waking up from the violent shaking of the Lemon, Su Qian yelled at the ceiling angrily, "Why so early again!"

"My ancestors," this sentence has become Lemon's mantra in just a few days. He threw the clothes in his hand on Su Gan who was a chicken coop. Where are the shoes, "Get up! The car is already waiting below."

After 10 minutes, Su Qian transformed himself from a sloppy bedridden man into a cool punk man, yawned and sat in the car, rejecting the bread that Lemon offered.

"At least eat something, otherwise you won't even have the time to drink water when you get busy."

The sky outside was still blue and gray, and there was a chill in the air, and it was chilly even if the windows were opened a little.

"No appetite," Su Qian leaned back on the chair half-closed, his low voice was heavy with sleepiness, "Stop talking, let me sleep a little longer."

After mumbling, without waiting for the manager beside him to react, he just fell asleep on a crooked side.

Lemon looked at the shadow under Su Qian's eyes, moved lightly, and found a blanket to cover him.

I didn’t go to bed until one o’clock last night, and I kept trying on costumes for a men’s wear show tonight. It was past two o’clock when I got back, and I’ve slept for less than four hours now. Su Qian lost his temper, but he didn’t say let go Do, which makes Lemon appreciate him.

When they arrived at Tang's store in the 798 Art District, Lemon woke up Su Gan, found water for him and made a cup of coffee, and asked him to touch up his makeup while drinking.

Tony didn't wake up either, there was less nonsense, and the little brush was just doing the work.

Surrounded by interviewees, the room was crowded for a while.The bitter warm liquid went down to the stomach, which washed away a lot of drowsiness. After drinking, Su Gan threw the cup aside, lazily sweeping at the models beside him.

Seeing this, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.Most of the models are alone, doing their own things with their mobile phones or makeup boxes. Only a few of them have people around them, but they are also at the level of assistants.No one in the audience was like him, always following his agent and makeup artist by his side.

It's too weird.

But he didn't have time to think about it, because the interview started.

A group of people divided into male and female groups were invited into a large empty warehouse.

The designer of the brand Tang is Don Tang, who interviewed Wei Ran and Su Qian at Youth half a year ago.At that time, he immediately fell in love with Su Qian who was especially suitable for the "Monster" he designed, so he greeted Lemon on the eve of the fashion show.

He also reminded him of the punk style clothes, and he needs to review the male model again in a similar style.

Only the tin warehouse with a few lights above the head suddenly sounded a strong rhythm of drums, and the people who came to the interview had already been divided into several rows, stepping forward wave by wave.

Su Gan rubbed his face and pulled himself together. When he saw the people in the front row turned back, he raised his gaze and took a step forward.

His own aura is very close to the punk motorcycle style, and the mention of it at the corner of his mouth is even more evil.

Stepping a little too far, a little arrogant and unrestrained, Su Qian looked at the designer in the middle and walked over casually.

Positioning, posing, turning around, and walking, Su Gan has done a good job in these aspects.During this period of time, he took on a lot of jobs, gained some experience, and became more comfortable with changing styles.

Much better than he was on tape the day he signed.

It is no longer a Kyle in that dead frame, but a living Su Gan, who will change his shape with the frame.Especially the shooting at the beach in Marseille, although he was forced to do it in the end, he did it and he was very happy.

After the interview, Don decided on the people below and took them to the locker room.

The dressing room is upstairs, where the clothes to be displayed in this show are neatly stacked.Let the two assistants take these models to try on clothes and take pictures for numbering, while he himself led Su Qian into the office inside.

Open the door, there is only one piece of clothing inside, which is his favorite - "Monster"!

At 15:30 in the afternoon, the first workshop of 751DPARK.

The lights above the show stage suddenly turned on, and the spotlights turned in all directions opened their eyes and examined the strange and crazy room under their feet.

The surrounding walls were splashed with colorful paint, thick and weird.The largest wall is shrouded in shadow, and when the wind blows up the curtain, it can't always reveal its true face.

The ground is covered with various patterns of graffiti, among which a single dark red eye is the most conspicuous.A neon-yellow line ran along the long, circular runway, ending behind the black cloth.

Huh...

An epic and deep hum came from midair, low and solemn, and light hit the black curtain, constantly devouring the remaining darkness above.The tone gradually became higher, and the chanting continued like an opera, just like the immortal soul in the castle telling its own sorrow.

The gap between the thick black curtains keeps getting bigger, strong drums are played, thump, thud, thud, the light moves its body as if it has its own consciousness, and puts its sight on the side full of one-eyed girl under the wall.

The crooning continued, but the drumming became more intense.At the moment when the light shines brightly, the people on the show stage moved.

Men and women wearing all kinds of punk and dark clothing came out and moved slowly along the fluorescent yellow line.Exaggerated accessories, heavy makeup, and individual clothing, they seem to come out of those eyes on the wall, so weird and distorted, but with an eye-catching beauty.

The sound of the music faded, and the last person on the stage walked into the curtain. The show was empty, as if the curtain was about to end.The curtain slowly closed, and just as some people in the audience wondered if something went wrong, the music stopped again.

The curtain stopped stiffly in the middle, as if it had been forcibly stopped by someone.The venue was so quiet that even the low hum of the air conditioner could be heard. Just when most people thought it was a real problem, a burst of strong drum beats came out smoothly, and the sound was so loud that the venue trembled slightly.

As if being pulled by an invisible hand, the curtain twisted and slid quickly to both sides, and the spotlight illuminated the wall full of eyes, pushing "Monster" to the eyes of everyone.

Stepping onto the yellow line with graceful but dangerous steps, the male model was like a real monster, exuding a bloodthirsty aura.A silver iron chain was looped around his slender neck, and iron nails, keys, and a large lock were fixed on it, like a sealed spell, suppressing him from turning over.

Devil horns grew out of his black and gray clothes, standing abruptly on his shoulder bones, and an even more irregular piece of white was ripped out of the middle of the irregular short-sleeved top, where the ferocious white teeth and big evil eyes were torn out. The hole that came out was longing for the world, and the cylindrical sleeves were like a gust of angry wind, violently tearing at the body that sealed him.

The trousers look ordinary, but as long as you walk around, two thin lights will reflect from the specially tailored fabric, just like the devil's slender chopstick legs.

With cold eyes, he walked to the center of the show, and the light illuminated the black sequins at the end of his long and narrow eyes, and the reflected light revealed the sly gaze of the monster.

Dragging the chain behind him and turning back, people watched him leave in astonishment. For a moment, they had the urge to hold the chain in their hands to subdue him...

Under the stage, Han Yue watched the chain disappear behind the curtain with dark eyes, his hands clenched tightly.

The author has something to say: Han Yue: I must capture Su Gan!make a fist!

Su Qian: Hmph.

Li Qianhyuk: Nima!What's the matter with you!I am his real card and the only attack!