Rebirth of a Supermodel

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Although it is a restroom, the environment here is rare and rare.

When I opened the door, I saw a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows. The glass was wiped neatly and cleanly, and I could clearly see the lush bamboo forest outside the window. There are only two compartments for convenient use. The four sides are all solid and solid, the design is simple and generous, and the door handles are all reflective and bright metallic.

The lights in the bathroom are hidden in the interior of the wall, in line with the overall clean and elegant style.

Under this bright light, even if there is a sudden more person in the room, the man who is washing his hands is still gazing at his fingers carefully, carefully cleaning every corner, and even a little bit of light is not given to sudden change. The simile that comes.

In the autumn, the weather was a bit cold, although the air-conditioner was opened in the hall, but the simile of the door panel felt a bit cool and...hey. He didn't know what to do, because at the moment he came in, a strong and aggressive gas field locked him tightly.

In the case of such a pre-emptive strike, even if it is a simile, you must consider your own behavior.

After waiting for about a minute, in the roar of the water, a low-pitched sound sounded: "Do you want to wash your hands?"

The voice was indifferent and cold, as if it was just a question. However, since the other party took the initiative to break the silence, the simile was calm, and he smiled slightly. "No, thank you." The boyish voice calmly calms, the smile is gentle and not narrow, and the advancing and retreating is appropriate.

Hearing this voice, the man lifted his voice quietly, and looked at the metaphor through the mirror. But this eye made him suddenly slammed, and it took him three full seconds to regain his sight and continue to look down at his fingers.

"The people outside seem to be gone."

The other party said it was very calm, but the simile was very convinced: "Thank you for reminding me, then I will go first."

In response to the simile, as always, the sound of the water, the man did not say a word. Then Ming Yu turned and turned the door handle. After taking a half step to open the door, he suddenly stopped, then turned and snorted, and smiled: "I am bothering you today, Mr. Xi."

The movement of the hand-washing hand was stagnation, and then he looked up again and looked at the handsome young man from the mirror.

Xi choose to raise a brow: "Do you know me?"

Ming Yu raised his lips and smiled and said: "Yes, Mr. Xi, I know you."

Under the bright and dim light, due to drinking, the teenager's cheeks are red, the skin is powdery, and Yan Rong is attractive.

The choice was dark, and after a while he asked: "What is your name?"

"Simile."

The movement of the cleaning suddenly stagnate, and the narrow and cold scorpion was slightly enlarged, and the strange look flashed from the bottom of the eye. At this time, Ming Yu had already said goodbye and closed the door and left the bathroom. He did not deliberately look at the expression of the choice, and naturally did not know how surprised he was when he said the name "metaphor".

Walking in the bright and elegant corridor, the breeze felt the cool breeze blowing from the window on the other side of the corridor, and the faint wine finally dissipated. He did not hurry to walk to the box, but he began to think about it.

Choose.

This name is the first name that Ming Yu has just touched when he touched the world of fashion.

As the world's largest supermodel company, Muse Model Agency has more than a dozen world-class supermodels. A sister He Chaoman, the global female supermodel ranked second; a brother Luocheng, the global male supermodel ranked fourth. There are also more than 20 models in the first line, dozens of second-line models and so on.

In addition to models, Muse also worked with many top designers and named many excellent design studios.

It can be said that Muse is the biggest giant in the global fashion circle, and its turmoil is enough to cause an earthquake in the fashion circle.

However, in this, Xi Xing is a somewhat strange existence.

Although he is a supermodel of Muse, he is also a shareholder of Muse; his studio has a relationship with Muse, but his brand has no connection with Muse. So even if everyone thinks that Xi is a supermodel of Muse, they have not compared Xisuo with Luocheng.

Not wanting to compare, but not comparing.

Of course, for the simile, he knows that the initial reason of the "Xi Xing" person has nothing to do with Muse, just because he wants to know: Who is the world's male supermodel ranked first?

And this well-deserved first person is naturally a choice.

Ming Yu admitted that when he searched for information on Xi'an on the Internet, he looked at the photo and said that "this face is really good." However, supermodels don't just look at the face. In the past, the similes have also seen supermodels of different looks, but when the other side walks up the show and faces the camera, it is powerful and unforgettable.

Today, he finally saw the world's first supermodel.

As extraordinary as he imagined, standing there is like being separated from everything around him, forming a unique field. It is conceivable that when this person walks on the stage, he is a noble and elegant emperor.

Thinking this way, the metaphor is like a feeling of blood burning in my heart.

Defeat such a person - think about it with a little excitement.

......

Of course, then, the current Mingyu does not say that it defeats the world's supermodel ranking first. He has not officially become a supermodel... Oh, no, even a line model and a second-line model are not considered, probably only Three-line small model.

With the excitement of drinking, Ming Yu returned to the box, at this moment, Zhu Wei has already sat back in his position. He saw the simile, the darkness was dark, and then he smiled and asked, "Where have you been, Mingyu."

The Ming Yu casually passed Zhu Wei to the past, and he did not pay much attention to him.

What Ming Yu did not see was that when he turned around, Zhu Wei bit his teeth and glanced at him with a gaze.

These two days can be said to be the most painful two days of Zhu Wei's life. Since he and the deputy editor of "Time Entertainment Fashion" hooked up, Zhu Wei's road can be said to be smooth sailing, although he is still only a second-line model. But he believes that he will be a first-line model or even a supermodel in the future!

However, when Zhu Wei continued to suppress the small model that could not be pleasing to the eye, he kicked a piece of iron. Zhu Wei is not a model that has not suppressed Muse, but a small model like Ming Yu, the Muse does not have a thousand and hundreds, and will not care.

But what he never imagined this time is that the development of the matter will actually reach the point where the Muse is angry, even his old companion, the deputy editor of "The Entertainment of the Times" also slandered him for a long time, with thoughts The meaning of severing relations with him.

The original good future looks like it is coming to an end!

How can Zhu Wei not hate? !

So he just learned from the editor-in-chief last week that a well-known photographer in the industry will come to the Ruoshan Hall today. This photographer is very high-level and famous, and his name is matched with his name.

If you don't like beautiful women, you like to look like a feminine and beautiful teenager.

Therefore, Zhu Wei deliberately asked someone to make an appointment for a box, and then deliberately introduced everyone here. This whole day of pleading is to gain the trust of the simile. As long as you take the opportunity to let the lascivious photographer see the simile, he will naturally make some moves on the simile. At this time, Zhu Wei bought and concealed. The paparazzi near the clubhouse can take photos and collect evidence.

Zhu Wei did not worry that the photographer would not be interested in the Ming Yu, although he did not want to admit it, but in his heart has always been the default: this teenager is indeed the best of the four of them.

Therefore, Zhu Wei self-righteously calculated all the things, and successfully let everyone come to Ruo Shang. However, he did not count all the calculations. The simile seemed to have no trust at all, and even prevented him!

Damn, obviously the photographer is in the box not far away, why the Ming Yu does not believe him! ! !

The feeling of struggle and hatred continued until the end of the dinner. The time was not early. Even if Zhu Wei tried to persuade, everyone decided to return to the emperor earlier and stayed in the eastern suburbs. At this time, Zhu Wei can only listen to everyone's opinions and do not talk much. With the "plan failure", he is not willing to go outside the hall with everyone.

But this time, the goddess of fate has magically ignored Zhu Wei!

When a group of people were about to walk to the main entrance of the club, Zhu Wei heard a familiar voice from the ear! He looked back in surprise and immediately saw the **** photographer with the brain full of fat! ! !

Heaven helps me, and Heaven helps me too! ! !

At this moment, the simile is talking to Liu Gan, but his attention has always been placed on Zhu Wei. Ming Yu has long believed that Zhu Wei’s actions today must be conspiring, so when he saw Zhu Wei suddenly surprised and looked at a certain direction, the Ming Yu also followed his gaze.

An obese drunk man?

Is there anything different about this person?

Just as the simile was still thinking, he suddenly saw that the fat man also found himself. At the moment of seeing himself, the man blinked and excitedly swallowed his mouth. A kind of red|naked naked* and greed shot from those small eyes, so that the Ming Yu could not help but frown.

The next second, the photographer couldn't wait to rush over and hurriedly said, "Oh, this is not Ronaldinho! For a long time, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you here? Are you taking pictures? Who are you, introduce me to me? Get to know!"

The dirty wine spurted out of the man's mouth, and the smell was dirty and unbearable.

Today, Roger, who is in charge of photography, is also disgusted to see this person, but he has to bear the temper and say: "Ah, this is not a king brother! We are here to take pictures of "Character", you are also coming to view the scene. ?"

Rogge quickly gave Liu Gan and Ming Yu a look and indicated that they would leave early.

Others don't know, Roger, who is also a photographer, naturally knows that this obese king is a famous ghost! He likes to look good on beautiful male models, especially the type of simile and Liu Gan. Wang Dang is a lot of ruin!

This color ghost home is a bit of money, but also a bit of background, as long as it is not a first-line model, he dare to touch!

Received Rogge's suggestion, Liu Gan is still unknown, but the simile is very quick to react. He quickly pulled Liu Gan and planned to leave, but he just said "We are a little anxious, go first", and the fat man immediately ran over to stop their way.

The fascinating eyes slowly swept through the body of Ming Yu and Liu Gan. This kind of sight was mixed with bright colors. I wanted to have the clothes in front of me, so that Liu Gan felt touched from time to time. Arm.

Drinking some wine today, Wang’s brain is even more unconscious. He suddenly sees two of the best beauty, and he is so excited that he will stand up, as if he has seen a beautiful night.

Hey, this little beauty... looks good, it is the type he likes!

As for the one next to it... it is the best! ! !

Among the people Wang has seen, except for the ones he can't touch, this beauty is the first!

If this is for three people to play together...

Thinking of this, Wang couldn't help but swallow his mouth and said: "Small...children, are you models?"

Liu Gan certainly understands what is happening now. He hates the earth: "No!"

This kind of stubborn appearance makes the king more excited. He even said: "Well, no, are you interested in being a model? I will take a few photos of "Mo Shang" next week, my friend Weeks are also going to open a show. Are you interested?"

As he said, the fat man couldn't help but reach out and wanted to touch Liu Gan's hand, but he was stopped by the simile.

Under the bright and bright moonlight, the handsome and beautiful young boy stopped in front of Liu Gan’s body. He smiled slightly, but the twilight looked coldly at the fat man in front of him. He said calmly: "Mr. Wang, we are afraid There is no interest in your business, we still have something to do, one step ahead."

Wang looked at the light: a little spicy pepper ~! Also want to welcome the rejection!

"Oh, don't say that, I am a friend with Ronaldinho. Everyone knows it! Children, what is your name..."

As he said, Wang Wang tried to grasp the hand of Ming Yu while he reached out and let Zhao Rui endure it. ! Zhao Rui took the king's salty pig hand before he took it.

Once the hand was moved, the scene suddenly became screaming, and the snoring sound was heard, and the dirty words spoken from the king's mouth were even more filthy and unsightly!

However, how long, if the service staff also came to persuade, but the drunken fat man managed so much, he still refused to insist on a statement, refused to put a few people to go.

The scene was confusing and it was difficult to mediate.

On outstretched groping want to touch simile when Zhao Rui angry at this fat could bear, just hands ready to punch this fat meal, all of a sudden we heard a low alcohol sweet voice sounded from the sidelines.

The sound was cold and indifferent, and the hot atmosphere on the field cooled down to zero.

"Blocked here, don't you go?"