"But I think we should start the assessment, because outside, there are more angels waiting anxiously."
"What a kind child." Serena made a gesture, "Then let's start, take a step and take a look."
Su Kui nodded, returned to the door, closed his eyes, and the moment he opened it, the surrounding area became quiet for a moment. As if she was the shining spot, people's eyes moved with her movement.
Her rhythm is very steady, and every step gives a very elegant feeling. This feeling will definitely be a kind of visual enjoyment when wearing a haute couture catwalk.
There were two foreigners and *** faces.
Serena and Lin Wu have just spoken. The other man looks older. He has long hair, is ponytailed, and wears a small black top hat. His eyes are sharp, like lasers. To hit Su Kui's body is to penetrate her entire body.
However, Su Kui still maintained a steady pace, and didn't even mess with his breathing. She walked slowly to the desk, spinning gracefully, and the hem of her skirt traversed a flower-like curve, repeated it, and then stood still.
Relaxed and walked back.
Everyone did not speak, but it is undeniable that Su Kui saw appreciation from Lin Wu and Serena.
And the other man, Shao Yingwei, was more serious than that.
He has been watching all this quietly, turning the signature pen in his hand, his eyes sharp, for a long while, in a depressed atmosphere, he suddenly spoke, lifted his chin, and said in a semi-commanding tone: "Take off your shirt!"
"God! David, isn't this a bit too much? You will scare her!" Serena is very fond of Su Kui, and she knows that Chinese girls are not very open, so she cried out worriedly.
Hearing this, Shao Yingwei kept his eyes away, dropped the signature pen, leaned against the back of the chair with his arms folded, and replied faintly: "The most basic and professional thing for a model is to obey orders. If you are afraid of exposure, then don't be a model!"
He was right, Serena was blocked by his screaming words. I had to shut up and looked at Su Kui with a worried look.
In fact, David should admire this girl very much. That's why he said so much. When the girls came in before, the one he said most was out!
When a model is on the catwalk, his body is equivalent to a pair of inanimate clothes hangers, which exist only to display goods. Compared with those plastic models in shopping malls, there is no difference in essence.
Because each designer has a different personality and a different design concept. In many cases, models do not wear bra on catwalks, and underwear catwalks are displayed in the public.
Nothing to worry about—
Su Kui lowered his eyes and thought a lot for a moment, and in Shao Yingwei's aggressive gaze, he raised his hands and unlocked his buttons one by one.
He took off his linen shirt calmly, standing in the middle of the room with only a white lace bra on his upper body.
August Partridge, who had never said a word, narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes swept between her drooping eyebrows, and suddenly he smiled thinly.
"It's so beautiful..." The voice was Serena. Lin Wu has been a model for many years and has been in Europe and the United States. He is very open-minded. Although he did not speak, he nodded in admiration.
Shao Yingwei's expression slowed down a bit, and there was no eroticism in his eyes when he looked at Su Kui. He was simply estimating the value of a commodity.