Rebirth of a Supermodel

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The 38th and 39th floors of the Muse Building are part of the company's Forms Instrumentation Department. In a dressing room on the 39th floor, the lighting is bright and the room is neat and tidy. It is obvious that it has a very careful owner, and the simile also deliberately glances at the famous brand at the door before entering the door.

Muse's chief stylist, Zhou Weizhuo.

"I personally think that your current style is too feminine. It is a good thing to have personality, but your personality is not enough to make you qualified for other images, or it is difficult to be competent." After Zhou Weizhuo entered the house, he let the simile sit. Before the makeup mirror, the ring chest looked at him and said, "Do you have any idea?"

When I went out, Ming Yu deliberately took care of the long hair, which made him look a little less female. But I have to say that the original Lord's appearance is indeed partial to feminine, so that if the good appearance is not suppressed by a certain gas field, it will only be suppressed by the appearance.

After thinking about it, Ming Yu said: "Can Zhou Jie help me cut my hair? I want to be more capable."

Wen Yan, Zhou Weizhuo raised an eyebrow: "OK?"

The Ming Yu smiled and smacked the lips, and definitely decapitated: "Well, sure."

Since it has already been decided, Zhou Weizhuo will start to move. As the chief stylist of Muse, it is reasonable to say that Zhou Weizhao will not help the small model such as Ming Yu to design, but at this moment, she is holding a flat cut and a tooth cut to care for this handsome young boy.

I saw that the long hair that was originally shoulder-length was cut in half by the scissors "card eraser". When the layered hair was completely cut, a delicate and beautiful face was revealed.

For people with a good appearance, longer hair can block the defects of the face and make it look better. But when cutting hair, Zhou Weizhuo repeated more than once: "What do you say you have to keep such a long hair? Is there a woven scarf?"

Although this is the case, but after waiting for the hair to be cut, looking at his work, Zhou Weizhuo became the first person to hold on. In the face of such a beautiful young man, she could not hide the stunning look in her eyes.

A long time ago, when Ming Yu had just debuted, Zhou Weizhuo once commented on this face: enough enchanting.

At that time, the simile was just a 14-year-old child, but it already had the appearance of different ordinary people. Now, after three years, suppose that someone has let Zhou Weizhuo come back for another evaluation, then she can only say: I don’t know. How to describe.

Although appearance does not represent all, body and temperament are essential elements of supermodel, but looking at the entire fashion circle, it is really less than five people who can compare with this face. Zhou Weizhuo secretly thought that if this young boy could have more momentum, he must...

Zhou Weizhuo’s voice suddenly stopped.

I saw that the young man who was sitting on the ground did not know when he had stood up. The height of 181 did not make it look burly. On the contrary, it was very straightforward and straightforward. When I was sitting, I didn't feel it, but when the Mingyu stood up, a sharp and sharp momentum passed straight through the light-colored scorpions.

The dazzling lights in the room are reflected in the clear, clean eyes of the teenager, reflecting the variegated light.

When Zhao Rui stepped forward and yelled "How is it, how is the hair cut?", he just said half of his words and slowly squatted in the scorpion.

When Ming Yu was just discovered by the company, Zhao Rui took a lot of effort to sign him into his own. Not for the other, for this face and the height of 175 at the age of 14, Zhao Rui is very confident that this person will become a big device!

After the matter is not mentioned, Zhao Rui can only say that it is really making people. Having a good face, but does not mean that there is a temperament and heart that can be compared with it, so he can only watch the Ming Yu half-low and low in the circle mixed, and live happily.

And now...

"Why don't you talk?" Qingyue's good voice rang in the empty room, as if it had formed an echo, and the Mingyu smiled and said: "Is my style a bit bad? I think it's really good. Thank you. You, Sister Zhou, you have a pair of clever hands."

The respectful but unflattering attitude of the teenager made Zhou Weizhuo slowly wake up from the state of disappointment. She even waved: "It's very good, very good, that simile, you will wear it like this in the future, don't wear the previous ones. Clothes. Although the clothes...the amount... is not bad, but now it is more suitable for you."

Wen Yan, Ming Yu Ren Jun can not help but say: "OK, Sister Zhou."

Obviously, Zhou Weizhuo is also a person who was shocked by the original "extraordinary" aesthetic.

After Zhou Weizhuo licked a few words about the future styling, Ming Yu and Zhao Rui left the dressing room together. Before leaving the house, Zhou Weizhuo could not help but ask: "Mingyu, you are today...it seems to be different from before?"

Ming Yu turned to the blind man for a moment, smiled and asked: "Zhou Jie, we last seen it is already half a year ago?"

Zhou Weizhuo beheaded: "Well, it has been more than half a year."

Listening to this, the smile of the younger lips is more splendid, saying: "So... Zhou Jie, I haven't seen you for so long, I have grown up."

Such a light smile, but Zhou Weizhuo for a long time, when she returned to God, only to find that there is only one person left in the quiet dressing room. Zhou Weizhuo’s mouth was pumping, and he said without a word: “Be only 17 years old, grow up and grow up, kid!”

Although it was said in the mouth, Zhou Weizhuo could not help but redden his cheeks and coughed twice. Zhou Weizhuo, who is already in her 30s and has seen countless beautiful people, does not admit that she was captured by the smile of the little boy.

This is definitely not just a matter of appearance, but because the similes have just had a restrained and calm temperament, as if they have experienced countless wind and rain twists and turns, and the infinite beauty is hidden under the shape of the outfit, which makes people can't help themselves. The ground stared at the past.

While letting the assistants pick up things, Zhou Weizhuo recalled the completely different similes. She gently decapitated and finally said with a sigh: "It seems that Zhao Rui has to be busy later."

......

Zhou Weizhuo is amazing like this, not to mention the other staff of Muse. On the way from Ming Yu and Zhao Rui from the dressing room to the elevator, many makeup artists, assistants and models were surprised to see the handsome young man, and some even couldn’t return to God for a long time.

At this moment, it seems that some people have used the clever hands to make up for the little flaws of the past, so that the jade can fully show its demeanor.

Of course, the Muse is not lacking in beauty, but the most beautiful group is always busy in the world, rarely appear in the company. Now it’s hard to see a look like this, so don’t hurry to appreciate it?

People are visual animals, appreciate beauty, no mistakes.

"Small... Xiao Chen, who is that person?"

"Hey?!!! You don't even know? He is a metaphor, a model of our company."

"Ah? He is also a model? Is he a model for a new contract? How have I never seen him before?"

"No, Ming has signed the contract very early. You don't even know, then I will tell you slowly..."

......

After getting on the bus, Ming Yu was wearing a seat belt while listening to Zhao Rui’s swallowing and asking: "That... Ming Yu, are you really irritated today? Feeling and the past really... It’s really different.”

Zhao Rui can't describe what it feels. He can only say that when he saw the first sight of the simile today, he felt that this boy seemed to change a lot. When Zhou Weizhuo cut the long hair and refreshed, the teenager suddenly became more outstanding.

Where does Zhao Rui know that when Mingyu received his call in the hospital and learned that he had to change his style in the afternoon, how grateful he was. I don’t see you. How many people have changed their image and made a new way out?

So when I first saw Zhao Rui, the Ming Yu also slightly converges on the momentum. After completely changing the shape, I will completely reveal my own style without reservation.

Thinking this way, Ming Yu did not care to give the pot to Zhou Weizhuo who was not here: "I didn't get any stimulation, just wanted to open it. As for me, it was different from the past... It was Zhou Jie who helped me change my style. Ah, of course not the same as before. Zhao Ge, don’t you think so?”

Wen Yan, Zhao Rui a sigh, then smiled and nodded: "Well, yes, it makes sense, A Wei's hand is really good."

Zhou Weizhuo who is not here:...

She just changed her shape and not a facelift! ! How can it be so amazing? ! ! !

Fortunately, the original owner used to be close to Cheng Su alone, and this person did not care much about him. Therefore, Zhao Rui did not find the abnormality of the simile, only when he was really "seeing Cheng Su’s magazine interview" and "changing Under the double stimulation of "modeling", it has become the mature and restrained appearance of today.

- How good is this, work well, let's eat spicy and spicy afterwards!

When the Mingyu was sent to the apartment downstairs, Zhao Rui smiled and reminded: "Mingyu, don't forget to take a photo of the magazine tomorrow. Would you like to get up early and get ready to know? Although it is just a fashion model, it is always a second-line magazine. You are Wear this body today, rest well this evening, I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

Ming Yu smiled and dagger: "Good."

After getting a positive reply from the teenager, the mood was even better. After Zhao Rui and Ming Yu said goodbye, they left the car with a bang. What he didn't know was that he carefully noticed the simile of taking a good rest, but did not fall asleep after the grooming, but found a thick magazine.

"Tomorrow... is it going to shoot you?"

After reading the magazine very quickly, after a brief analysis of the style and content of the magazine, the metaphor was extinguished and the lamp officially fell asleep. And when the next day, when he really came to the headquarters of "Time Entertainment", he still slammed and squatted.