Seeing her dreaming again, Ye Qingxin couldn't help pouring cold water on her: "When you wrestle, the people below will also laugh at you."
"" Dou Wei'er clutched her chest, as if in grief, "It's rare for me to be so positive, can you say a few words of encouragement?"
Ye Qingxin glanced at the dozens of young young models who were rehearsing on the runway, and said to Dou Weier: "I just want to tell you that there is nothing in this world that can be easily obtained without paying a price. Look at them, the steps are light and confident, noble and glamorous, the spotlight is on them, and they are attracting attention. You can know how much the feet in their shoes have suffered."
Dou Weier curled her lips, "I'll just talk casually, look at you, why are you so serious."
Ye Qingxin looked at Dou Weier helplessly, and said, "How do I know that you are talking casually, or you really have this intention, just like when you said you wanted to act, didn't you really go for an audition after you finished talking? I can't stop you."
"I'm not trying to control you and prevent you from doing what you want to do. I'm just advising you from the perspective of a friend. Before doing anything, you must first consider all aspects of the factors. If you make up your mind to do it, you have to do enough homework before starting. Don't think about it all at once."
Probably due to her personality, or her experience, Ye Qingxin pays attention to safety in everything. Before doing anything, she must think clearly about the cause and effect. Unlike Dou Weier, who thinks of something, she does it immediately, and never looks back.
If you use age as an example, Ye Qingxin must be a conservative in her fifties or sixties, a bit rigid and rigid, while Dou Weier is an innovative school in her 18s, daring to take risks, a bit careless and free and easy.
In fact, sometimes Ye Qingxin is quite envious of Dou Weier's temperament, she can't bear too many burdens, and forgets bad things quickly.
After ten o'clock, the person in charge arranged for the models to walk around the stage wearing the clothes to be displayed, and arranged the order of appearance of the clothes during the competition.
As one of the two major gimmicks of this costume competition, i naturally had to be the finale, and Ye Qingxin's work was arranged at the end.
In general fashion shows, considering the cost, it is impossible for the number of models to be equal to the number of fashions. Most of the time, one model has to wear more than two pieces of clothing. This time, Liangyan invited forty-nine small models with high professional quality, plus i, a total of 50 models. Each sample has a model, which shows that Liangyan attaches great importance to this competition.
The four models assigned to Ye Qingxin were very kind. Ye Qingxin told them what she wanted, and they all accepted it with a smile, without any airs.
But among Dou Weier's five models, three of them had a condescending and indifferent attitude towards people, and Dou Weier was so angry that she scratched the wall.
After the rehearsal was over, Ye Qingxin and Dou Weier packed up their samples and went out for dinner.
Just after coming out of the stadium, Ye Qingxin received a call from Jing Boyuan, asking if she had eaten.
Ye Qingxin said: "The rehearsal is just over, and I'm about to eat, have you eaten yet?"
But Jing Boyuan said: "I saw you, come here." Immediately afterwards, two whistles came from not far away.
Ye Qingxin searched for the sound and saw Jing Boyuan's white Land Rover.
A long shadow came out of the car. The man was wearing a dark blue shirt, black trousers, and a brown-black sliding buckle belt around his waist. The hem of the shirt was tucked into the belt. He was tall, tall, confident, steady and dignified. He was holding a mobile phone in one hand and looking over with the other in his pocket. The charm of a mature man was silently revealed from his gestures, attracting the eyes of the opposite sex within a radius of 500 meters.
Dou Weier curled her lips, envy in her eyes, but only envy, "What, you want to leave me to have a private meeting with a man again? I don't know the place here, don't you feel guilty?"
Dou Weier is indeed unfamiliar with the vicinity of the stadium.
Ye Qingxin pulled her towards the white Land Rover, "Then I will reluctantly pick you up today."
Dou Weier smiled, flirting with Ye Qingxin, "Your sister is so beautiful, you don't have to worry about her seducing your big boss."
Ye Qingxin looked Dou Weier up and down with appreciating eyes, and said with a sneer, "It's just you"
"Hey, what kind of eyes do you have?" Dou Wei'er refused to accept, "No matter what you say, my sister also needs to have a figure and appearance."
Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on the eye-catching man not far away, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe him."
Dou Wei'er didn't understand the meaning of these words at first, but when she walked up to Jing Boyuan, she realized that Ye Qingxin meant: Even if she wanted to seduce, Jing Boyuan would not take the bait.
Well, although this is true, Dou Weier was still hurt by Ye Qingxin's sharp and straightforward words.
In particular, when Jing Boyuan carefully helped Ye Qingxin pull the car door and fasten her seat belt, Dou Weier really wanted to turn around and leave for a moment, not wanting to see these two show affection and abuse her as a single dog.
"Wei'er, get in the car, what are you doing?" Ye Qingxin poked her head out and asked Dou Weier with a smile, her brows and eyes were filled with the expression of a happy and shy little girl.
Dou Weier struggled for a while, then got into the back seat.
The car drove away from the stadium.
Jing Boyuan drove very steadily, and the speed was neither too fast nor too slow.
As the co-pilot, Ye Qingxin stared at Jing Boyuan's face with a sideways smile. The little girl's eyes were full of undisguised joy and liking. Such a straightforward gaze made it impossible for a man to ignore it.
"How's the rehearsal going?" he asked, his face blank.
Probably because there were outsiders, Jing Boyuan held his hands on the steering wheel peacefully, and he didn't make those ambiguous and frivolous actions like when the two were alone.
This man is always serious and serious in front of outsiders, but he is really not serious when he is facing Ye Qingxin.
Ye Qingxin rested her elbows on the lower edge of the car window, resting her chin on her palms, with a smile on her lips all the time, "I'm only responsible for helping the models put on my clothes, and I don't do anything else."
Suddenly thinking that she was lucky to work with i, she asked: "Do you know that international supermodel i who is known as the most beautiful oriental face?"
Without waiting for Jing Boyuan to answer, she continued directly: "This fashion design contest invited her to come. Not long ago, the person in charge of the venue drew lots to decide whose sample clothes she would wear. Guess what happened?"
"You won the lottery." Jing Boyuan answered without haste.
Ye Qingxin was slightly taken aback, "How do you know?"
Jing Boyuan said lightly, "If you didn't win, you wouldn't ask this question."
Ye Qingxin smiled: "I really didn't expect that the clothes I designed and produced for the first time would have the honor of wearing them on a supermodel. It's quite a surprise."
Jing Boyuan didn't speak again, but his expression was thoughtful, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Dou Weier tried her best to be a transparent person sitting in the corner of the back seat.
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bsp;Jing Boyuan took the two of them to a nearby hotel for lunch. During the whole process, Dou Weier felt like a small piece of black mud in a handful of white snow, both obtrusive and redundant.
From time to time, she was abused by Jing Boyuan's meticulous and considerate, hindered by Jing Boyuan's strong aura, she dared not say anything, she swore that she never felt that the time for a meal was so difficult.
After eating, Jing Boyuan sent them back to the stadium. It was half past twelve, and there was still an hour and a half before the game.
Checking the time on the navigator, Jing Boyuan was about to speak when his cell phone vibrated.
After answering, after listening to the words over there, he replied seriously: "Take them to the reception room to wait for me, and come right away."
After closing the line, he said to Ye Qingxin: "I have something to do, just do my best in the competition, and don't be too demanding on the result."
It means, tell Ye Qingxin not to put too much pressure on herself, how will the result go with the flow
Ye Qingxin smiled and nodded, "Yes."
In fact, she didn't have to be first and second.
After getting out of the car and watching the white Land Rover Juechen leave, Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered that she didn't ask Jing Boyuan if he could come over at two o'clock. She wanted to make a call, but she took out her mobile phone and was just about to dial. After thinking about it, she decided to give up. He was already busy, and he answered several work calls during the meal, so why bother him.
Ye Qingxin lowered her head thoughtfully while holding her mobile phone, and Dou Weier also looked at the shadow of the car disappearing in the distance in a daze.
She thought about the conversation Jing Boyuan had with her when Ye Qingxin went to the bathroom at the dinner table:
He said, "Pay more attention to dim sum in the afternoon."
Dou Weier subconsciously asked: "Why?"
Jing Boyuan: "Everyone is jealous, so it's always right to be careful."
He said this sentence vaguely, but Dou Weier understood, he was talking about i, and he was afraid that other contestants would do something out of jealousy.
Dou Weier asked jokingly: "Then you are not afraid that I will be jealous in case I make things go smoothly or make trouble?"
She remembered that Jing Boyuan's eyes at that time were so dark and calm that it made one's heart shudder, and the curve of the corners of his lips was thin and cold. He said: "So, if she gets hurt, I will blame you."
A very gentle sentence made Dou Weier feel unprecedented shock and oppression.
Dou Weier came back to her senses, looked at Ye Qingxin's fair and beautiful side face, and had to envy again that Ye Qingxin was silently protected by a man like this.
She could even guess why Jing Boyuan told her, but didn't warn Ye Qingxin directly, probably because she was worried that Ye Qingxin would think wildly and have psychological burdens, so she threw all these burdens and pressures on her, a poor and innocent outsider.
When the two returned to the backstage, the models were intensively putting on makeup and styling. Some designers finally confirmed that their outfits were correct, and some looked at them repeatedly with explanation scripts in their hands, chanting words.
I don't know if it's Ye Qingxin's illusion, she feels that when she comes in from herself, the eyes of other designers always fall on her intentionally or unintentionally.
Several times she made eye contact with one of them, and that person looked away in a panic.
Ye Qingxin was suspicious, but when she checked the second piece of clothing and found something strange, she understood.
Qing is not guilty at all, but pregnant with Bi is guilty.
Luck can sometimes bring not only good luck, but also jealousy from others.
Ye Qingxin smiled. In fact, this situation was foreseen when she was called lucky by the person in charge.
Take out the sewing kit from the carry bag, and re-sew the place where the stitches were maliciously picked off.
Looking at the designer who was dodging his gaze before, the designer's eyes had changed from panic to unwillingness, and he even gave Ye Qingxin a vicious stare.
Seeing Ye Qingxin taking the needle, Dou Weier asked her, "What's wrong?"
Ye Qingxin replied casually: "There is a place where the sewing is not firm, I will sew it again, so as not to make the model embarrassing on stage later."
After a while, Ye Qingxin discovered that three places had been tampered with, but they were just small tricks that did not constitute a threat.
It's just a little strange. There are special staff in the backstage to watch over her. They are afraid of this kind of situation. I don't know how those designers tampered with her sample clothes without anyone noticing.
It was almost one o'clock.
The person in charge who was in charge of drawing lots brought a tall and beautiful girl over. Without his introduction, everyone who came from the backstage immediately recognized who the girl was.
Known as the most beautiful oriental face of the international supermodel, i, everyone in the fashion circle knows, everyone knows.
The person in charge said: "I don't need to introduce, I believe everyone knows our Miss I, there is still an hour, everyone prepare well, that you"
He pointed at Ye Qingxin, and waved at her again, impatiently, "Come here, Miss I will leave it to you."
The person in charge spoke of Miss I in a respectful tone.
Ye Qingxin put down the things in her hand, walked over to me and smiled slightly, "Hello, my name is Ye Qingxin."
I have a tall head, slender limbs, a perfect waist curve, a standard model figure, beautiful facial features with oriental characteristics, light makeup, a long plain dress, and ten centimeter high heels, noble and glamorous.
Ye Qingxin looked at the internationally famous model in front of her calmly, she would be lying if she said she wasn't excited, but she didn't show too fluctuating emotions, her eyes were slightly bent, her smile was decent, neither alienated nor overly enthusiastic.
I was expressionless, without even looking at Ye Qingxin, she walked straight to an empty dressing table, and invisibly distanced herself from other people.
The dressing table was reserved for her alone, and the makeup artist who came with her helped her make up and style her.
The assistant behind her asked: "Which one shall we wear?"
She is also the queen's makeup artist, and she is also accompanied by an assistant. The style of an international supermodel is different, and she looks very famous.
Ye Qingxin felt that this i might not be a good person to get along with, so she didn't move any further, and directly pulled the clothes on the bust over, "This one."
The assistant wrinkled his nose in distaste, "Oh my God, what is this? It's earthy and vulgar. How can it be worn on our body? It's a disgrace. Change one for another."
Ye Qingxin: ""
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