Chen Mingye's position is arranged closest to the T stage, but it is not directly in front, but on the right side of the T stage. When models appear on the stage, they always walk to the left.
When Li Jinyuan walked out, he did not notice Zhong Yuhuan and his party, but looked towards the place reserved by the company in advance.
At a glance, there was no one there.
Li Jinyuan immediately stopped looking.
It is a routine operation of this brand to select a certain proportion of Chinese models. The female models are okay, but there are very few Chinese male models who can be selected and have passable professional skills. Most of them cannot cater to the Chinese market, nor can they satisfy foreign aesthetics.
Just when everyone felt a lack of interest and even felt sleepy, Li Jinyuan slowly walked into their sight.
Everyone's eyes were caught in an instant.
Zhong Yuhuan was also a little surprised.
She has seen this brand's catwalk before. From the clothes to the models, it can be said that she has a serious misunderstanding of Chinese style. The bright red and green colors are like the farmhouse aesthetics during Qianlong's lifetime. And models often have squinted eyes, high cheekbones, and flattened facial features... Every time it is reported in China, it is a disaster for the eyes.
The clothing design this time is not too outstanding, but at least it finally captures a bit of Chinese style, and the tailoring of the clothes is also very decent. No more weird collars and hems.
Li Jinyuan has a tall and straight figure, and when he wears clothes, he looks even more elegant and relaxed, with a hint of calmness.
His facial features were probably shadowed, and they looked deeper and more mature, with a bit more of the edges and sharpness of a mature man, and his aura was overwhelming.
The audience in the stands almost unanimously held their breath.
Waiting until Li Jinyuan settled down, he turned back and walked back. Everyone's eyes were still following him.
At this time, Li Jinyuan finally saw the figures of Zhong Yuhuan and others.
The expression on his face changed significantly in an instant. After turning his back on most of the audience, Li Jinyuan slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly at Zhong Yuhuan under the catwalk.
Zhong Yuhuan couldn't help but smile at him and mouthed: "That's great!"
Li Jinyuan slowly approached and then passed by Zhong Yuhuan.
After walking past, Li Jinyuan's smile disappeared, and his eyes even lowered.
Finally, his figure completely disappeared from the catwalk.
The audience felt disappointed almost at the same moment, and the models that appeared next could no longer arouse their interest.
Li Jinyuan walked backstage.
Other staff and models were still busy, so of course he had to change his clothes and sit down to slowly remove his makeup.
By the time Li Jinyuan took off his makeup and washed his face, the show was almost over. The models returned to the backstage one after another, and the backstage became noisy.
Wei Jie also came in.
"That's great! That's great! You are really suitable for standing on the stage. All eyes are on you...and you can still welcome it all peacefully!" Wei Jie stepped forward and chattered non-stop. He said, seeing that Li Jinyuan remained silent for a long time, he paused and said dryly: "Miss Zhong didn't come today, so you don't have to feel disappointed... maybe she was delayed on the way back... "
"No." Li Jinyuan suddenly spoke. He said, "She is here, sitting under the stage, and I saw her." If you listen carefully, you can hear the hidden joy in his tone.
Wei Jie was stunned: "Are you here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a staff member coming in. As he walked in, he said, "Mr. Chen, this is the model's backstage."
In the noisy backstage where English, Italian, and French were mixed, the broken Chinese was particularly noticeable.
Li Jinyuan turned around and looked over, and saw Chen Mingye followed by Zhong Yuhuan, and of course Huo Chengming, who came in together.
The staff separated the models to make way for them.
Zhong Yuhuan's steps soon turned into a trot, and he was in front of Li Jinyuan in a blink of an eye. Li Jinyuan instinctively opened his arms, and then Zhong Yuhuan withdrew the hand hidden behind his back and stuffed a large bouquet of flowers into Li Jinyuan's arms: "The first show is great! It's great!"
You can go backstage and send flowers.
Zhong Yuhuan's behavior immediately attracted the attention of other models. They all looked over with surprised and envious eyes.
Li Jinyuan hugged the flower and was stunned for a second, and then couldn't help laughing: "Thank you Huanhuan."
Especially when he felt the eyes from around him, Li Jinyuan became even more happy.
No matter how much they envy them, they can't get it.
There are many flowers in the world, but there is only one Zhong Yuhuan.
Chen Mingye smiled and said: "Is it done? Let's go then. We have to have a celebration banquet, right?"
Zhong Yuhuan said, "I'm treating you."
Chen Mingye patted her on the head: "Come on? I'm a kid, why do you treat me? Let's go."
Li Jinyuan nodded: "Let's go, Mr. Chen has worked hard today."
His facial features are much softer now than on the catwalk. He suddenly lost all his aggressiveness and looked like a gentle and elegant little prince.
Everyone turned around and walked out together.
The brand also gave them some souvenirs for them to take with them before leaving.
When they got in the car, Li Jinyuan was still holding Hua firmly in his arms.
Zhong Yuhuan turned to look at Wei Jie: "Brother Wei, why don't we come too?"
"That's so embarrassing..."
Li Jinyuan whispered: "Brother Wei has been working hard these days."
Wei Jie immediately smiled and drove behind.
Chen Mingye called and made a reservation at a high-end Chinese restaurant, which is quite famous here. When they arrived at the store and everyone sat down together, Zhong Yuhuan took out a gift and gave one to Li Jinyuan: "If you perform so well, you must receive a gift."
Li Jinyuan smiled helplessly.
He knew that she still regarded herself as a sister, and then treated him as a brother.
Li Jinyuan opened the gift box and saw a brooch inside. It was simple in shape but full of design.
"Those who work in this field seem to pay great attention to fashion sense. Not only in terms of dressing, but also in details. The selection of cuffs, brooches, and ties will be a bonus. I forgot which book I saw it in. Zhong Yu smiled happily and reached out to get some water, but Huo Chengming pressed the back of her hand faster and poured her a cup of hot tea.
Zhong Yuhuan took a sip and whispered to Huo Chengming, "The tea here doesn't taste good."
Huo Chengming also responded to her in a low voice: "I'll make you some tea at home when I get back."
Zhong Yuhuan nodded.
She doesn't like drinking coffee, and most of the time she drinks tea to refresh herself at school.
After hearing what Zhong Yuhuan said, Wei Jie on the other end clapped his hands and said, "Yes, Miss Zhong is right."
Of course, Li Jinyuan also understood that this gift was not bought casually, but specially selected.
This shows that she did not rush back from Cornwall in a hurry, but came back early, but did not tell him... was it to surprise him
Li Jinyuan lowered his head and put away the box silently, with a softer look on his face.
When Wei Jie saw this, he smiled and said, "What a coincidence. As soon as Mr. Li got the money, he also bought a gift for Miss Zhong."
Li Jinyuan suddenly raised his head and glanced at Wei Jie.
Wei Jie was stunned by this glance, and then he realized, yes, why is he so stupid? Shouldn't it be Li Jinyuan himself who should say this? Why is he a big mouth? But after the words were spoken, Wei Jie could only cry without tears.
Zhong Yuhuan knew that Li Jinyuan was going to buy something for her as early as the phone call, so she wasn't surprised now.
She smiled and said, "Let's unpack it when we get home."
"Yeah." Li Jinyuan responded.
After Zhong Yuhuan finished speaking, he took out another box and gave it to Wei Jie: "Thank you for taking care of it, Brother Wei."
This is not an expensive gift, just some Chinese pastries that have been vacuum-sealed.
Wei Jie has been abroad for many years, but his parents are both in China. He has been hanging around for so many years, and his career has just started to pick up, so he rarely returns to China. When I see domestic food now, my feelings are certainly different.
Wei Jie held the box, his eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise: "Thank you, Miss Zhong. I didn't expect that Miss Zhong is still thinking about me. Thank you..."
After Zhong Yuhuan handed out the gifts, he said, "Okay, let's eat."
"Well, eat, you must be hungry." Chen Mingye said with a smile.
Everyone moved their chopsticks together, and the atmosphere was great for a while.
It should be said that before, Wei Jie only took a fancy to Li Jinyuan's potential, and also saw Chen Mingye and others following Li Jinyuan, so he counted on signing him to make a comeback.
After that, Wei Jie's dedication to Li Jinyuan became more sincere.
Videos and photos from the day of the show were quickly posted online by major media outlets.
As a brand that has always attracted domestic attention, the photos and videos of the show have of course been reprinted and translated by some domestic media. Zhong Yuhuan doesn't know what the response will be in China.
But abroad, Li Jinyuan's oriental face and temperament quickly stood out.
The most direct manifestation is that after Thanksgiving, when they returned to school, someone actually shouted and marveled at Li Jinyuan, and then took out a book and asked him to sign it.
Whether it's some Chinese studying abroad or local white students.
But as his fame increased, Li Jinyuan also had more work to do. Boarding schools lack a certain degree of freedom and are not allowed to leave school at will except during holidays.
The question was before me, whether to choose a job, change to a school with more freedom, or stay here.
Of course Zhong Yuhuan would not interfere with Li Jinyuan's choice.
She was on the phone with Zhong Chi.
Zhong Chi probably felt that it was too unkind to let Zhong Yuhuan ignore him for several months, so he took the initiative to call him.
"I've asked my secretary to send you the money. If it's not enough, tell me. Mr. Chen has taken good care of you, so you should be grateful. Choose expensive gifts. Don't let people say that my Zhong family has no rules." Zhong Chi Say it over there.
Zhong Yuhuan heard a tired tone on the phone. She smiled and asked, "How is Xu Ying doing at Murphy Middle School? How about sending him abroad as well?"
Zhong Chi said calmly: "You know how to care about your brother. He is doing well in school and is not suitable for sending him abroad for the time being. Let's wait for two years."
Zhong Yu laughed happily and said, "Well, I adapted well in school. I also won several scholarships, although the money was not much."
Foreign high schools always have all kinds of strange competitions and scientific research projects, and there are also many opportunities to win scholarships and project funds.
"That's right, keep it up." Zhong Chi was still happy. In this circle, there are many young rich second generations who can't study or do business, but they are good at spending money. Zhong Yuhuan actually made him look good.
Wait until you hang up the phone.
Zhong Chi looked at the person in front of him.
In front of them were Xu Yushan, Xu Yunhui and Xu Ying. Xu Yushan stood nervously aside, while Xu Yunhui had a calm look on his face. Only Xu Ying, with a gloomy expression, stared at Zhong Chi and said angrily: "I told you, I want to go back to No. 13 Middle School! This place, this place is not suitable for me at all, they look down on me at all!"
"Who would look down on you? If you had the ability, who would look down on you?" Zhong Chi said sternly.
Comparing the previous call with the current situation, Zhong Chi felt even more angry.
He was disappointed in his heart.
After all, Xu Yunhui is only suitable to be a mistress.
He thought she could carry her out and get on the stage, and it wouldn't matter if she straightened up.
But in fact, she can't even teach children well!
The author has something to say: Good afternoon~ Today’s villain brother has no name.