After chatting with Wu Mei for a while, Mingyu went to change her clothes first.

Although this autumn fashion show of "Pei Feng" is a ready-to-wear show, there will inevitably be some size problems, so some simple modifications are needed to be made to the clothing at some time. For example, after Ming Si changed his two sets of clothes, he noticed that the sleeves were actually a little shorter.

After Wu Mei and her assistant measured some body sizes, they found that Mingyu's height had exceeded 183cm, so the set of clothes that "Pei Feng" chose for him was a little shorter. When the assistant went to get the new ready-to-wear clothes, Wu Mei joked: "Xiao Yu, why has your muse's official website not been updated for more than half a year? We thought you were still 181."

Upon hearing this, Mingyu smiled and explained it with a reason, but Zhao Rui lowered his head a little embarrassedly.

In the past six months, why has the information on the Muse's official website not been modified?

The big reason is that his agent has neglected!

As a model who is still in the growth stage, the physical data of the simile should be measured every three months. However, for the past six months, the original owner has been obsessed with Cheng Su's affairs. Not to mention measuring data, even the most basic work is often messed up.

After taking two more clothes that fitted from Wu Mei, Mingyu and Zhao Rui walked towards the studio together.

For any brand of clothing launch conference, fashion shows are their home court and need to be taken seriously, but before the fashion show begins, they also have to take a set of hard photos of each model's outfit, and after the fashion show is over, they will be placed on the official website for everyone to watch and choose.

The beauty is beautiful but not vulgar, the evil but not feminine. This just right smoky makeup makes the boy's already delicate facial features look more three-dimensional and profound. When he appeared in the camera in a leather jacket mixed with gray and black, the photographer kept applauding in surprise and took a lot of photos.

In front of the camera, the simile was like a fish in water, and it was easy to put on various shapes for the photographer to choose. He changed his movements very quickly, almost as the shutter sounded twice, and he changed one. He saw the female staff member on the side dumbfounded: "If I had such a fast speed to concave shapes, it would be like a selfie queen..."

——This is the professional quality of a supermodel.

In this fashion show, Mingyu has to show three sets of clothes. The first set is the leather jacket I just photographed, the second set is a more casual denim suit, and the third set is a slim-fitting gray-blue windbreaker.

Whether it is a fashionable and avant-garde leather jacket, a young and youthful denim, or even a mature windbreaker that looks mature, this young man is very good at it. When he looks at the camera, his sometimes ostentatious, sometimes frivolous, sometimes brilliant, sometimes deep, made the photographer praise it. He waited until the next model came to take a photo, and he left.

So, in Zhao Rui's words, "No, we will go to the company to remeasure the data tomorrow and change the official website's information." Mingyu nodded in laughter and cry, indicating that he would definitely go to the data tomorrow.

What they didn't know was that just as they walked towards the dressing room, a handsome and handsome man frowned and looked at them for a while, but he didn't move. In the end, a little assistant couldn't help but run up and asked, "Brother Cheng, what are you watching? Our mission today is over, it's time to leave."

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and a hint of confusion appeared on Cheng Su's handsome face. Then he turned to his assistant and asked, "Xiao Li, did you see Mingyu taking a photo just now? Do you think he seems to have changed somewhere?"

Xiao Li was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head and said, "Nothing has changed. It seems that he is more beautiful? Brother Cheng, Mingxiu is still young after all, and now he still has the possibility of growing again, so it is normal for him to grow taller and bigger."

Hearing this, Cheng Su shook his head gently and said nothing more.

After all, the assistant is too young and has insufficient eyesight and knowledge. The simile in front of him is definitely not something that can be described as a simple "growth" or "growth". The boy had a faint invisible aura. Although Cheng Su was indescribable, he vaguely realized that the boy who always pestered him and followed him seemed to have changed.

Thinking of this, Cheng Su sneered, turned around without saying a word and left the studio.

So what if the simile changes?

It's better not to bother him!

The road is facing the sky, go one side!

There has been an old saying in China since ancient times: Mantis stalks cicadas, and the oriole is behind.

Cheng Su thought he had noticed something, but he didn't know that when he turned around and left, the young man who was originally talking to his agent with a faint smile turned his eyes quietly and glanced at him, curled the corners of his lips.

Cheng Su was just observing the appearance of the simile taking hard photos. Could it be that there is no simile?

The original owner only had special treatment at the beginning and coldly watched later, and there was not much information about Cheng Su's work performance. So when Cheng Su was taking a photo just now, Ming Yu quietly took a few more glances.

Cheng Su is the most well-known model this time. Even compared with the other three first-line models, he has absolute say. The set of hard photos he took this time will be placed on the homepage of the official website of "Pei Feng" and will be placed as a large picture for a full month.

It has to be admitted that the first-line Chinese models in this world are much better than those in Ming Xi’s previous life.

For example, when Cheng Su was sitting among the rocks of props, he had his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his demeanor and his spiritual energy, it was no wonder that he became the most popular first-line model in recent years.

Thinking of this, Mingyu narrowed her eyes slightly and murmured to herself: "As long as you give you time, can you squeeze into the ranks of supermodels..."

"Hey, what did you say just now?"

"It's nothing, Brother Zhao, please continue to talk about our itinerary tomorrow."

"Oh, then we will go to the company tomorrow morning to do the measurement data, and wait for the afternoon..."

Yes, Cheng Su has the ability to become a supermodel! Even if he can't be the top one, he can definitely squeeze into the world supermodel rankings. What this man lacks is opportunity, so he tricked the opportunity from the original owner and made him today.

This world is indeed the prey of the weak. The 14-year-old original owner was tricked by Cheng Su. The three years of youth after that were like flowing water, flowing by, and there was no chance to become a river or a sea. In the end, he chose to kill himself.

Survive in nature and survive the fittest!

Yes, there is nothing wrong with this!

Then Cheng Su, you must bear it: you once eliminated the weak, and now there are strong people to eliminate you.

Why do you want to take you to the next level and become a supermodel?

Walking out of the "Pei Feng" studio, Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head and looked at the blue sky in autumn, and raised the corner of her mouth: Even if his death was not caused directly by you, the harm you brought to him in the past three years has never stopped. How can you truly avenge? That is to let you also experience such pain and despair!

"Xiao Yu... your expression is weird?"

Suddenly hearing Zhao Rui's words, Mingyu was slightly stunned, and then subconsciously turned around and asked, "What?"

Zhao Rui couldn't help but shrink his neck. He rubbed the hairs standing up on his arms and said embarrassedly: "Why did you smile at the sky just now? You are so weird and strange. Have you been under too much pressure recently and have neurasthenia? This is not possible. Otherwise, we will just go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow afternoon, so don't get tired of you!"

"..." After a moment of silence, Mingyu couldn't help but say, "Brother Zhao, I'm smiling confidently."

Zhao Rui looked "You are funny, you have never read a book before", and waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Come on, you clearly had the expression of "I'm killing you in minutes" just now! I'm almost scared you!"

Metaphor: “…………………”

You explained his smile that fascinated thousands of girls in his previous life as this!

Believe it or not, he will kill you in minutes!!!

Fortunately, Mingyu was not so naive that he was so angry that he gave his agent a blowjob, so poor Zhao Rui didn't know that, fortunately, his young model had a pretty good temper. If he had changed to a man with a stinky tongue, he would have been so vicious that he would have wanted to find a crack in the ground!

And what is the man with a stinky tongue doing now?

"I just heard that you changed the contract of Mingxiu to second-tier or above! You really have vision, Xi Ze. Who would have thought that this little guy would jump up in a few days. I think at his speed, I'm afraid there will be a big leap in a year."

The sunset slowly sank into the western mountain. It shines the last ray of rays of clouds through the clouds on the imperial capital, illuminating the towering Muse Building. The man standing in an office on the top floor was answering the phone while fiddling with the potted plants on the transparent glass platform as he seemed bored.

That poor little green leaf, under the man's fierce hand, put his little head together.

"I just changed it casually. You're thinking too much, Shen Xiang."

Upon hearing this, Shen Xiang, director of the Public Relations Department of Muse, smiled disdainfully: "I want to believe you, my IQ should be similar to Zhao Rui. Mingyu doesn't know whether that kid is good or bad in Zhao Rui's hands, why don't I help him change his agent?"

Hearing this, Xi Ze's movements suddenly stopped. After pondering for a while, he whispered: "No need to change his agent. Zhao Rui's intuition is very good, and his connections are OK."

"Okay, okay, anyway, with Awei here, Zhao Rui's IQ will not be able to lose his little model even if he goes offline."

"You can give him an assistant." After a pause, a faint light flashed in Xi Ze's deep eyes, "Arrang Luo Ru to him."

Suddenly hearing this, Shen Xiang stood up from his seat in shock and said in disbelief: "Are you wrong, boss! That's Luo Ru! Luo Ru's methods are very good, and they are also the best performer among intern agents. You ask her to be a third-tier... Well, it's the second-tier, the assistant of a second-tier model? Even if you are a sensible guy, don't be so crazy. That simile is not your muse, why are you so kind to him?!"

In the spacious and bright office, when the last bit of sunset completely disappeared under the horizon, only the dark blue clouds remained in the sky, struggling to tell the beauty of the sun.

The handsome and elegant man calmly raised his steps and walked to his table to sit down. A faint light flashed in his eyes. Xi Ze asked calmly, "Who told you that he is not my muse?"

Chen Xiang: “…………………”

"Be good, go and assign Luo Ru to him tomorrow."

Chen Xiang: "………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Xi Ze raised his eyebrows: "Is Luo Ru something?"

Chen Xiang: "@#$@#%@##%!!!"

At this point, Chen Xiang knew that it was impossible to convince the man to change his mind. Fortunately, Luo Ru was just a good intern agent, so it was good to ask her to start with an assistant first. So after saying a few more words, Chen Xiang planned to hang up the phone and continue to deal with the matter at hand.

However, just before he hung up the phone, Chen Xiang couldn't help asking: "You have really found the muse you have been looking for for so many years?"

Upon hearing this, Xi Ze was slightly stunned and sighed for a long time: "It can't be considered to be found. I have never seen his performance on the show. Perhaps his aura and temperament are not the person I want to look for, but they are the closest to those years."

Not every designer can find his own muse, but they have been looking for that person all their lives.

That person is their source of inspiration and the limit of beauty they pursue in this life.

At the first glance when Xi Ze saw Ming Si, he decided that this person might be his muse. This is not love, but an appreciation beyond any emotion. But everything is just "maybe". Even if the appearance is more consistent, if this person cannot show the feeling he needs on the show, it is just a substitute closest to the muse.
Chapter completed!