Rebirth of a Supermodel

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If the front door is still in front of the door, the two people are blocked.

One party was still screaming, and the other side was angered and slammed back. After the sudden appearance of this slightly chilly question, both sides were stunned and then subconsciously turned to look at the people.

When he saw the arrival, the fat king was the first to respond. He originally wanted to roar a "blocking what blocked, he didn't understand it by himself." But when he found out that the other party was actually making a choice, he turned the anger on his face into a smile and then surprised. : "Mr. Xi! You are really here, Mr. Xi!"

Xi choose to wear a monochrome black windbreaker today, cut and generous, simple design, he stood on the steps and looked down at the king, seemingly did not notice the other party's hospitality, but asked directly: "Is there something?"

This cold attitude did not make the king retreat. Instead, it sticks like a dog skin plaster: "Mr. Xi, I told your agent last month, do you remember?"

In the industry, Wang is indeed a well-known photographer, and often has a line of magazines to find him to take photos inside. Compared with Roger, he is indeed experienced and highly qualified, but there are no one hundred and fifty photographers in the industry like him. If you look at the world, it is even more numerous.

So after hearing the words of the king, he gently glanced at him and then turned to look at his agent: "Have he called you?"

The Sven man with glasses thought for a moment and asked, "You are... the king?"

Wang immediately nodded with excitement: "Yes, I am Wang. I used to introduce Mr. Wei, but last time our communication seemed to be not very pleasant, so I heard that Mr. Xi will go to Ruo Shang today. I want to see if I can come across this..."

His voice just fell, and he chose to look at him. The eyes were so cold that it seemed to be the king's watch, so that he couldn't help but feel cold. In the next second, I only listened calmly to the tone of the seat: "Mr. Wang, I don't think I want to dive and regulate."

Xi Xuan deliberately added accent on the words "hidden rules", so that everyone present was suddenly in the same place.

In addition to Ding Bo, the agent who sneered at the side of the party, whether it was Wang Zhu, Wu Yuzhen, Liu Gan, Zhu Wei, Luo Ge... they did not understand what it was just said. Only the Ming dynasty squinted his lips and eyes, and his eyes swept back and forth over the selection and the king.

As if he had noticed the sight of the metaphor, he chose to look at him and then he coughed and recovered his sight.

After a long while, the king also returned to God. He said a little hard to say: "Seat... Mr. Xi, I want to talk to you about the cooperation in the next quarter. I don't know what you mean... ”

The choice is calm: "literally."

Wang Zhu: "..."

After a while, it felt as if some people’s anxious eyes were concentrated on themselves. The king couldn’t help but ask another question: “Is it really only a hidden rule...”

"Wait a minute," Dingbo, who was laughing at the side, suddenly interrupted: "Mr. Wang, this guy just didn't say it, he didn't want to sneak up on you?" Seeing the king looking at himself in a sleepy look Dingbo explained with a smile: "I didn't have been shouting there before, saying that as long as the rules are hidden, give them a chance for children? Oh no, in your mouth, this is a hidden rule, but this is mutual benefit. !"

Until now, everyone except the Ming Yu finally understood what it meant by the choice of the shocked speech.

The king had just eaten the tofu and couldn’t make it straight, but he kept yelling there. There is no need to say more about the vocabulary. I have always been there to emphasize that "three-line small models like you, follow me to keep you savory and spicy, and we are mutually beneficial!"

Thinking of this, Wang has changed his face and turned into a dish. Ding Bo is a little sneer, and then he pretends to be a good man to play round: "Mr. Wang, would you like me to help you and the guys? After all, your photography level is good in the industry, you can barely Take a photo, cooperation is also possible..."

"No cooperation."

The indifferent and dull voice of the man interrupted Ding Bo’s words. I saw that under the moonlight of the Chinese, the beautiful face of Xi’s beauty seemed to reflect a layer of shining glow. He sneered at the king. Glanced at it, then opened his lips: "He is too ugly, I don't pretend to rule him."

Simile:"……"

Ding Bo: "........."

Everyone: "........................"

Does he look good, do you really have to rule him? ! Dare to pay attention to the image! Under the public, ah! ! !

The voice of the public chose to ignore nature. After dropping this sentence, he did not look at the king’s eyes that had been red-eyed and humiliated.

Do not doubt, if the people in front of us are not making choices, the king will have to rush forward and use force to let the other party know what is "too ugly."

However, this person is a choice.

If Wang said that he was using his own name to oppress the idiom, constantly humiliating and scolding them to make them angry, now, Xia chooses to humiliate the king, and does not need to move out his name, he just needs to stand there. It is enough to make Wang dare not reply a word.

Since you want to press people by identity? Then be prepared to be suppressed by others!

It’s the Virgin to complain about it, and it’s the right way to return to the teeth!

Even if he was humiliated by the election, then the king did not dare to say a word, but instead made a way to the side. His obese pig's face was low and dead, as if he couldn't wait to get into the seam.

Xi Xing stepped and walked in front, and even Yu Guang was too lazy to give alms to the king. He only paused a little while walking through the simile, then turned his head and looked at him, then gently decapitated, in the crowd. When I didn't respond, I stepped up again.

In Dingbo, when he walked to the side of Wang, he suddenly stopped and whispered, "We never cooperate with people who only think about the unspoken rules. Mr. Wang, do you understand? "And then I will grow up."

These two people came silent, and they went so fast, leaving only the sullen Wang, the confused people and the thoughtful metaphor.

Already on this part, the king never dared to say anything more. He took his own person and hurried away. Zhu Wei is resentful looking at the back of the king, and hates in his heart: I have always kept a distance from the king, and it is impossible for the paparazzi to take any useful photos! The opportunity to come is so easy, it is so destroyed! ! !

In addition to Zhu Wei, others walked toward the parking lot while whispering the shameless king. Walking and walking, the simile gradually slowed down and came to Zhu Wei, who was walking in the end of the crowd.

"Zhu Wei."

Suddenly I heard my name, Zhu Weiyi, and as soon as he looked up, he fell into the deep scorpion of the youth. Somehow, my heart snorted, and Zhu Wei’s heart had a bad feeling.

I saw this delicate teenager who looked at him with a smile and said: "I have seen such a joke. There was a butcher who killed someone in the middle of the night, so he thought, I will not give it to the next door neighbor. Ok! So he moved the body to the next door, but waited for an autopsy and concluded: 'This is the butcher!' You said, this butcher is not stupid, obviously has so many loopholes, I have also committed crimes, I don’t want to protect myself, but I still want to frame others?"

Zhu Wei’s face was white and he didn’t know how to answer it.

As the emperor seems to have not seen Zhu Wei's pale face, he continues to say with emotion: "Everyone is not easy to live in this circle, many people are still on the line, and many people are already glamorous. I have seen many Different upper methods, I did not want to expose some of the means of the past three, but my rule is, as long as you do not commit me, I will not commit you." Dunton, the metaphor of the lips is more splendid Points, he smiled and looked at Zhu Wei: "What do you think, Zhu Wei?"

Zhu Wei nodded and stammered: "Well, um..."

"And cherish it."

After dropping this sentence, Ming Yu accelerated the pace and walked to Zhao Rui's side, leaving only Zhu Wei with a pale face.

Zhu Weibai looked up and looked at the teenager in front, only to see that Ming Yu was listening to Zhao Rui, and he smiled helplessly. The beautiful face made him look like a pure and harmless flower, but at this moment Zhu Wei completely understood -

This boy is definitely not a little white lotus!

Just now he was threatening himself and told himself that he already knew that he had climbed the vice master's bed and beat the upper hand. If he wanted, he could also grasp the evidence.

This is a threat! This is a red|naked threat!

Zhu Wei pinched his fingers and looked down at the undulating gravel road. Slowly, he finally let go of his fist and thoroughly saw through it: he probably shouldn't always think about suppressing this boy from the beginning. Just like the other person said, you don't commit me, I don't make you...

Here, Zhu Wei completely sees someone's "true face" and never dares to think about oppressing someone.

On the other side, another person is sitting in the back seat of the driver's seat, calmly and calmly looking at the scenery that is constantly flying backwards out of the window. The twilight is deep and I don't know what to think.

Ding Bo looked up and saw a choice from the rearview mirror, then smiled: "What do you think about today to help the group of newcomers? You are not so kind, choose."

After a long while, when Ding Bo thought that he could not get the response from the other party, he said with a quiet tone: "Do I have help?"

Ding Bo raised his eyebrows: "You didn't?"

Xi choose calmly and glanced at his own agent, and then said: "It is that pig is too ugly, unsightly."

Ding Bo: "............... people are called Wang."

"Oh, Wang pig."

Ding Bo: ".........................................."

After a long while, Ding Bo couldn’t help but ask: "Let’s talk about it. Do you see a small newcomer who looks good to help? The little model looks good. It seems to be a bit familiar."

"No."

"Haha, haven't you noticed a small model in the group? It's really a loss, it's really good, and it's not inferior to the Chaos!"

"Shut up, drive."

"You haven't seen the little beauty still blaming me?... I said, I will tell you what you think about today, to help them... feed, choose, talk, choose?"

"Fell asleep."

Ding Bo: "..............."

Then what are you special about is talking in your sleep! ! ! !