Leila trains hard at school every day, and when she returns home, she asks her aunt to cook some light and low-calorie food to keep fit. What she hears the most is the World Model Contest next spring.

She was a little eager to move in her heart, but a rookie like her with no experience, didn't know if she could get a ranking, let alone reach the finals.

Of course, this was what Leila thought when she first arrived in Paris.

She is the hardest-working girl among the girls who train, and she is also the most savvy and the most beautiful on camera. Maybe she is born to eat this bowl of rice. The teacher who taught her strongly recommends her to participate in this competition. If she can get the top three If she is famous, then her future modeling career will start a brilliant one.

With the teacher's encouragement, Leila signed up without hesitation.

There are still five months left before returning to China. In a blink of an eye, Leila has been studying here for 7 months. Seeing that the competition will be held next month, Leila is extremely nervous. Every day, apart from the training school and the apartment, two places , she has no entertainment life at all, and she completely abandoned it. Because of the high-intensity training, her ankles and ankles are painful every day. She has to soak in hot water to sleep at night, and it is also necessary to apply medicine. But gradually, she stopped talking to He Ming about these things, and their relationship had reached a precarious state, as if it would break anytime.

On this day, Leila was staying at school as usual, when she suddenly received a call from her aunt at home, saying that her father had come over.

"Sir, please come in." Aunt Syria seldom saw her boss benefactor, and she only met a few times in the past six months.

After Quan Zhilong came in, he sat down in the living room and looked at the apartment. It was well tidied and clean, and it smelled like home, Leila.

"Sir, would you like something to drink?"

"Ah, a glass of water is enough, thank you." Quan Zhilong said politely, this time he came to Paris, he did not tell Leila in advance, the purpose was to give her a surprise, and he also knew that Leila has been under a lot of psychological pressure recently, because It was about the competition, so no matter what, he had to take the time to come over to see her and cheer her on.

"Hi, Daddy!" Leila opened the door and returned home, she was very pleasantly surprised, closed the door, and threw herself on Quan Zhilong. Perhaps in the eyes of the nanny, the relationship between the father and daughter was really good, but she I would never have guessed it, just two years ago, when Leila first went to Korea, she had that little stinky face.

"Look at you, you've become so thin." Quan Zhilong looked at his daughter's appearance with bitterness in his heart.

"I can't help it." Leila got up from him and sat on the sofa beside him, "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came here?"

"I don't want to surprise you."

"Sir, you haven't eaten yet. You guys are chatting. I'll go to the kitchen to make dinner."

"That big sister, no need, I will take Leila out to eat later."

The father and daughter were walking on the streets of Paris at night. Leila, who was wearing high heels, was half a head taller than Quan Zhilong. Well, as a father, he had mixed feelings in his heart. It seemed that even a little bit of dignity for a man... Thinking of this, Quan Zhilong secretly raised his chest again.

"What are you going to eat?" Leila asked suddenly.

"I know there is a Korean restaurant nearby. You haven't eaten there for a long time, right?" Quan Zhilong said, looking at the map on the navigation with his mobile phone.

The two walked into a Korean restaurant, the owner was unexpectedly Korean, pointed at Quan Zhilong and said excitedly, "I know you, I know you."

Not surprisingly, there are almost no Koreans who do not know Kwon Ji-ryong.

The two found a seat by the window and sat down, ordered food, and waited.

Quan Zhilong suddenly mentioned the next month's competition, "Are you nervous?"

Leila shook her head and nodded again, "Nervous, very nervous, really nervous."

"What's the general schedule like?" Quan Zhilong asked again.

"It seems that I heard that the competition area is divided according to the country and region, and the international competition will be held after the winner is selected..."

"What about you, are you representing the United States or South Korea?"

Leila took a sip of water, "Isn't it strange for people from South Korea... who have American citizenship to participate in the Korean competition?"

Quan Zhilong shook his head and said solemnly, "It's not strange, what's strange, if anyone tells you it's strange, just say, my father is Korean, why can't I compete in the Korean area."

Leila burst out laughing.

"Actually, I came to see you this time because I was afraid that you would be nervous and to cheer you up. Your father and I have held concerts in many countries and regions in the world. At first, we were also very nervous, but later we became very nervous. Be normal, everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as you take this step, and take this step bravely, it will be fine."

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