My Weibo Page is Able to Tell Fortunes

Chapter 90: Favorite 23,000 plus more

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Of course, you must not ask.

Shen Yuanye already felt that Jiang Pan had already had a little suspicion. If he showed his flaws again, even if he never knew what he could see on Weibo, he would know that she was using Weibo to tell fortunes.

To reveal such a secret to an outsider, unless she is a fool.

Seeing Jiang Pan staring at her with burning eyes, Shen Yuanye cleared his throat and said, "Officer Jiang has a strong sense of professionalism from his appearance, and is also very good at dealing with people. What you use."

In fact, this is very simple to see.

Jiang Pan is not an ordinary person at first glance, he is destined to be a natural leader, a master of others, Shen Yuanye can tell from his habits that his background must be extraordinary.

There was a moment of silence on the other side.

After a long time, Jiang Pan said, "You know that's not what I want to hear."

Of course Shen Yuanye knew, but she would not say it out and slap her in the face. She pretended to be helpless and said: "Officer Jiang, the timing is different and the results are different. Judging by your complexion and eyebrows, you will be very smooth recently. "

Jiang Pan raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"

Shen Yuanye stopped talking nonsense and drank his coffee on his own.

It is said that people with thin lips are fickle. She didn't know if this sentence was true.

It is not so simple to count a person's life. Cheng Feiqiong didn't teach her such content when he taught her. If she asked, she would probably be reprimanded.

Shen Yuanye said: "Officer Jiang, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

If she stayed any longer, she felt like she was going to lose her skin.

Jiang Pan is not an ordinary person, and she is not a master of hiding and lying. If she talks too much, she will be exposed sooner or later, and it will be bad at that time.

"Okay." Jiang Pan nodded.

Shen Yuanye pouted, and was about to leave the money for the coffee when the man in front of her paid the bill, so she had no choice but to withdraw her hand.

Jiang Pan is still a gentleman.

***

On Wednesday, Shen Yuanye was called to the company by Liu Li.

Liu Li warned: "This fashion show is for you to practice your skills. You must not mess it up, otherwise you will have to reconsider the candidates for the New York Fashion Week."

Even a small fashion show can go wrong, even if Zhang Wentao and Li Mengran from the company secretly support it, it is useless. New York Fashion Week will inevitably change candidates.

Shen Yuanye smiled and said, "Sister Li, don't worry!"

She knew before that the practical exercise that Liu Li said to her was to participate in a small designer's catwalk, and she also prepared for it for a while.

Liu Li was very satisfied with her confident appearance.

This designer is only slightly famous in China, and he was able to hold his own fashion show because of the support of the company he works for.

Naturally, Zhou Lu was not there for the catwalk model.

"In this case, let's go. It starts at six o'clock in the evening. Now we have to go to the rehearsal." Liu Li hurriedly took her out of the company.

The location of the fashion show is an hour away from the company.

When Shen Yuanye arrived, there were already many people inside, all of them were models with graceful figures, and they were very eye-catching when they gathered together

As soon as she came, his eyes rested on her if there was nothing.

Shen Yuanye naturally felt some hostile gazes easily.

For such a situation, she had expected it, after all, this is basically a situation in the circle, and it cannot be avoided at all.

Mere hostility is not bad, and sometimes it is even worse to have endless means.

Shen Yuanye walked to the corner of the lounge, pulled up a chair and sat down, and those gazes moved away a lot.

When she was seated, a girl beside her smiled and said, "Hi, my name is Qiu Ling."

Shen Yuanye glanced at her, "Shen Yuanye."

Qiu Ling said bluntly, "Yuan Ye, you are much taller than me."

She is 1.72 meters tall, and she usually thinks she is tall when she sees actresses and singers who are 1.6 meters or more in the company, but now Shen Yuanye is 6 centimeters taller than her.

The concept of six centimeters is not that simple.

Because there is no makeup now, Shen Yuanye can easily see Qiu Ling's bare face, and habitually analyzes her face.

Qiu Ling's bags under her eyes are full, but she has no fine lines. Such girls have a relatively simple personality, tend to be impulsive, and have no defense against others. Her face is rosy and shiny, which shows that her mind is not bad.

Shen Yuanye smiled at her, "You're fine too."

Qiu Ling smiled and said, "Yes, I'm not short either."

After chatting for a while, a group of models in the waiting room will go on stage one by one for rehearsal. As for the clothes and makeup, they are all free, as long as they act typhoon.

Shen Yuanye was arranged in the back.

For a small fashion show, the order is not that important, and she didn't care too much.

But other people are different. They usually do some small activities. They are very concerned about this formal fashion show and hope to get a good result.

The rehearsal process is not difficult, and it can be done in a few hours.

In the past few hours, Shen Yuanye and Qiu Ling have also become familiar with each other. Sure enough, they are similar in appearance, and Qiu Ling's personality is relatively simple.

When it was over, it was already past four o'clock, and Shen Yuanye was also dragged by Qiu Ling to have dinner outside, but neither of them ate much.

At six o'clock, preparations for the fashion show began.

The order of Shen Yuanye's coming on stage is still behind, so the makeup artist gave priority to preparing for others, and she was also happy and leisurely.

Qiu Ling was seven or eight places ahead of her.

"The clothes are torn..."

Qiu Ling's murmur was not loud, but Shen Yuanye who was next to her heard it clearly, and immediately turned her head to look at the clothes in her hands.

The dress was bright in color, and the ripped part was at the waist on the back. It wasn't very obvious when you held it in your hand, but once you put it on, you could definitely see it.

What's more, the model had to walk back by herself, if Qiu Ling turned around like this, it might be over by then.

The people around didn't seem to notice this, but Shen Yuanye immediately took the clothes and went to the bathroom, "Follow me."

The quietness of the bathroom is completely different from that of the lounge.

Qiu Ling followed her, and she was so anxious to cry after realizing it, "Yuan Ye, what should I do?"

If she reported it to the designer, her quota would probably be crossed out directly. When the time came, not only would she not be on stage, but she might also be responsible for the loss of the clothes.

"Don't cry, don't be discovered by other people." Shen Yuanye has a good impression of her.

She took Qiu Ling's clothes and reached out to touch the broken opening. The quality of the skirt was very good, and it didn't seem like she could break it by herself.

More like someone shot.

Sure enough, there are a lot of selfishness in the modeling industry. Shen Yuanye knew about it before, but she hadn't met her in real life, and today was the first time.

Shen Yuanye said: "Go and see if there is a needle."

"Yeah!" Qiu Ling seemed to regard her as the backbone, and ran out, rummaging in the lounge, tears were about to fall.

The models in the rest room didn't care about her, they were all arranging their makeup and clothes.

After failing to find the needle and thread for a while, Qiu Ling ran back to the bathroom, "No... no, I didn't find the needle and thread... What should I do now? Go out and buy needles and threads?"

There are no small shops here at all!

Shen Yuanye's head hurts, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Go and get the scissors from the lounge, and be quiet."

Qiu Ling quickly brought the scissors.

Shen Yuanye poked a small hole on both sides of the tear in the clothes, cut off the clothes Qiu Ling was wearing now, pulled out a few silk threads, and tied them up.

Although the crack is gone, if you look closely, you can definitely see the broken place.

Shen Yuanye let out a breath, "Just make do with it, you're going to be on stage soon, so put it on first, and walk a little bit later, the thread is not strong."

It's not a big fashion show, and even if there are reporters, they won't pay too much attention to the details of a piece of clothing.

What's more, the color of this dress is very bright, and when the time comes, it will be marked by the lights at the scene, so maybe others won't be able to see it at all.

Shen Yuanye warned again: "You must pay attention when you wear it."

Qiu Ling took the clothes happily, and hugged Shen Yuanye, "Thank you so much, Yuanye! I will treat you to a big meal after the end!"

Someone shouted over there, and she turned around and ran away.

Shen Yuanye just helped out casually because Qiu Ling had a better temper. Besides, she didn't want to see a person who framed someone because of a little thing succeed.

The fashion show starts in half an hour.

Qiu Ling was very nervous when she took the stage, but fortunately, she did not make any mistakes because of her professionalism, and she was safe and sound until the end of the runway.

When she turned around, her heart suddenly lifted.

She saw with her own eyes that Shen Yuanye had just used a few threads to tie the broken place together, if it collapsed at this moment, everything would be over.

After returning to the stage, Qiu Ling couldn't wait to enter the lounge and looked behind her.

The clothes didn't fall apart.

Qiu Ling's complexion suddenly eased, and she slumped on the chair, feeling as if she had experienced life and death for the first time.

If there is no Shen Yuanye today, her first show will be over.

No one wants a mannequin whose clothes are going to be torn.

Shen Yuanye was still behind a group of people, and there were more than a dozen models in front of her. Each model took about two minutes to walk, and it took nearly half an hour to reach her.

There was not much noise outside just now, which means it should be fine.

She simply took out her mobile phone and found Qiu Ling's weibo.

Although nothing seemed to happen just now, she still wanted to know who the person who did it was. Maybe Qiu Ling's Weibo would give a hint.

In this way, even if you encounter it in the future, you can be vigilant.

The matter of Qiu Ling also reminded her that at New York Fashion Week, she must basically not know people from all kinds of countries. Once there is something wrong with the clothes, she will not be able to go around.

Shen Yuanye's face condensed a little, and he clicked on Quietly Follow.

Soon, Qiu Ling's message appeared in front of her.