Mo Xichun couldn't believe her ears: "Are you sure?"
Mo Beiyan no longer had the patience to continue watching, he stood up and turned away, leaving a group of judges staring at each other.
Mo Xichun opened his mouth wide, and felt that her brother's world was indeed illusory, and it was difficult for ordinary people to understand!
However, in terms of figure, no matter how good Bai Qingyu's other conditions are and how perfect the typhoon is, her figure alone will not allow her to enter the semi-finals.
Otherwise, this game will be pricked on the backbone and scolded for being tricky.
After thinking about it, Mo Xichun reluctantly crossed the number eighty-fifth in his own books!
Song Qingyu actually didn't have much confidence that she could pass this re-election. After all, she had mixed up in this circle, and she knew how cruel the rules of this circle were.
You can look a little uglier, and maybe you can get through with a good relationship. But figure is a hardware requirement, and there is no way to accommodate it.
However, she cherishes every second on the stage, which is also the beginning of her re-entry on the runway after rebirth, so she must be a good herself, even if she can't pass, she can make an impression on people in the circle.
When she succeeds in shaping her shape again, let others remember her at a glance!
After returning to the backstage, hearing the person in charge said that the result would be out a month later, Song Qingyu quickly changed back to his clothes and left the stadium.
Waiting for the bus at the bus stop at the intersection, she was a little anxious after waiting for a long time without a bus.
She came out on leave, fearing that she would be in trouble if she was late to school.
A distinguished Rolls Royce stopped on the bus, Song Qingyu heard the people in front whispering: "Oh my God, Rolls Royce!"
"Rolls-Royce driver, what do you stop at the bus stop?"
"That's right, the bus is coming soon, and the rich can't stand in the way!"
Song Qingyu didn't care about everything, but didn't expect the phone to ring.
She took it out to see that it turned out to be Mo Beiyan's.
He pressed the answer suspiciously, and the other party had only two cold words: "Get in the car!"
Song Qingyu was taken aback, then she passed the crowd and looked at Rolls-Royce. She was very tall and easily discovered that the license plate number was Mo Beiyan!
The bus came and kept honking the horn. Mo Beiyan urged: "What are you doing in a daze?"
Song Qingyu didn't think too much, subconsciously hung up the phone and squeezed forward, opened the passenger's door and got into the car.
The car quickly left the bus stop, Song Qingyu was a little confused: "Aren't you on the judges' seat?"
"Did you see me?" Mo Beiyan looked at the road ahead, feeling a little surprised.
Generally speaking, the lighting on the stage is high, it is easy for the people below to see the above, and it is difficult for the people on the stage to see the people underneath.
Song Qingyu curled his lips and smiled, without speaking.
With Mo Beiyan's kingly aura, it's hard not to notice him.
When she was a model, she usually didn't pay attention to who was on the podium, but then she needed to manage too many relationships for Shen Qiaoyin as an agent, and she cared very much about it.
So after he came out, he subconsciously went to see who was on the judges' bench. At first glance, he saw Mo Beiyan's unmatched handsome face.
What's more eye-catching than the value of the face is the aura!
"You can't make it through the second round." Mo Beiyan announced her result lightly, as if saying that the weather was pretty good today.
Song Qingyu was taken aback, then raised her eyebrows, smiled faintly, and said, "I know."
This straightforward attitude made Mo Beiyan a little surprised: "You seem to be very open-minded?"
"Otherwise, will you let me go through the back door when you find you? Don't let me go, you can open the back door for me if I cry in front of you?" Song Qingyu chuckled.
Neither her eyes nor her smile looked like a sixteen-year-old young girl in season. It's not like a very fat girl who has heard of inferiority complex.
Mo Beiyan did not answer her question, and subconsciously asked something he cared about: "What have you experienced?"
What have you experienced before that...
Vicissitudes
Song Qingyu didn't expect him to ask such a question. She was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "I died once, do you believe it?"
She was telling the truth again.
However, Mo Beiyan still felt that she was just a metaphor.
Many people use death once to describe a very tragic experience. He intuitively believes that this should be the case in Bai Qingyu, and said: "So your thinking now is different from before?"
Song Qingyu turned to look out of the car window, and was silent for a while.
When Mo Beiyan couldn't answer, she said quietly: "There are differences, and there are more determined ideas."
For some reason, the coldness in her tone made Mo Beiyan feel distressed for a moment.
It's like going through a very desperate thing to have such a performance!
People always know how to regret after losing, and only after “dead” do they cherish everything they have more and understand what they want!
"What is a firmer idea?" he asked lightly.
Song Qingyu turned his head, looked outside the front glass, and said: "I must stand on the top, create a second Song Qingyu, and even... surpass her!"
The first Song Qingyu was herself. Although she was perfect in height, measurements, and weight at that time, she still felt that she was not standing at a height enough, and she fell.
it is a pity.
But now, she is living a whole life again, and the body she has acquired happens to be the material in this respect. How can she not cherish the hard-won opportunity
"Heh!" Mo Beiyan wanted to say that she was talking big, but reason told him that she would definitely do it if she said so, she was not too far ahead!
It is not enough to tell from her hard work, but from the results of her exercise, it can be seen how familiar she is with modeling!
Familiar... It's not like a novice, but a senior model who has been in the business for a long time!
"Why, do you look down on me?" Song Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled: "It doesn't matter. In two or three months, I will definitely be able to sign a contract with a brokerage company."
Mo Beiyan suddenly thought of his purpose of coming to her: "If you can really control your physical condition to the level of a perfect model within three months, why don't I give you an olive branch first?"
Song Qingyu raised his eyebrows: "You just told me that I was brushed!"
She is not stupid, she knows how deep the water in this line is.
Mo Beiyan wanted to take corners and drag her to the model company under the group. At the beginning, she focused on Lu Li. Although she knew better than the Lu family, she was reluctant to leave Lu Li.
Therefore, she rejected him back then.
The man in front of him is a natural businessman. It is not an exaggeration to say that he can eat people without spitting out bones in the mall. If it is not profitable on her, he will never throw this olive branch!
As for the re-election of the model contest, she was brushed. He knew for the first time that he obviously did something in it.
But, now he said to hand her an olive branch