After the hard photo shoot, everyone went back to the supermodel house for the night. The next day will be when the results will be announced. I'm sitting on a couch in the living room and I can hear the people around me who also didn't get the beds tossing and turning. I think even the 16 people who sleep in the comfortable beds will have insomnia. Bar.
Tomorrow's elimination will determine whether they will remain in the game, and it will be seen as a huge irony if the person currently sleeping in the bed is eliminated.
Chris's eyes were refracted by the moonlight coming in through the glass door of the living room like a wolf in the forest, and I looked at him, and then fell asleep as he stared at me.
Waking up the next morning, the models were informed that there would be another show tonight, and this one would be a challenge. The elimination of America's Next Top Model is based on three factors, the judges' evaluation of the hard photos, the score of the challenge, and social media voting.
Because the results are announced in the evening, there is suffocation pressure in the supermodel house all day long. I lay on the couch and looked at the book I bought before entering the supermodel house.
"High IQ crime?" Chris came over from the kitchen with twice the coffee, and placed a cup on the coffee table in front of me. "The books you read are very strange. There are also psychology-related books in your luggage yesterday. What is your major at Stanford University?"
I put down my book, took a sip of the coffee he brought, and said, "Department of psychology, I thought you knew. I majored in Criminal Minds, and I took a criminology course at Eastside University while I was waiting for the results in New York. I bought this book out of sudden interest."
Chris blinked his eyes blankly, and even his sharp brows and deep outline made him look like a bad boy.
Just as Chris and I were chatting about his homeless experience, Jamie, who was disliked by Alice, came over to join us. In order to integrate into the circle of female models, Nina is chatting with the girls in the garden at this time.
When I introduced the book about where the most amazing criminal of the twentieth century saw Neil Caffrey appear, the sun began to set again. Maybe this time I should go to the city center again and find the nearest bookstore and buy another book. This time, I have to buy thicker ones, otherwise I will spend a day doing nothing, and half of the books have already been read.
After coming out of the mental hospital where Brian had been locked up for more than ten years, I hadn't had such a leisurely and comfortable life for two years. I am busy working in various places of work every day, and I am even a little uncomfortable for a while.
The models got on the bus under the arrangement of the staff, and the bus took everyone to an unknown destination. Everyone on the bus discussed with each other who would be eliminated and how much chance they had to stay.
Chris opened his mouth nervously and wanted to say something, but was choked by my sealing action. Jamie, who had been with us all day, saw that I didn't want to talk, and because I couldn't talk to Chris, he turned around and joined Marvin's brotherhood.
Soon the bus stopped in front of a luxurious hotel. The hotel is a Roman-style building that is very balanced. There is a built T-stage show on the right side of the hotel. The long banners hanging on the walls of the building are more than ten meters high. Conspicuous Guess logo.
This is a catwalk for the Guess brand. After the models stood in front of the runway, Taylor stepped out from behind the runway curtain. The girls screamed, and the boys also booed and heated up the atmosphere according to the staff's shooting requirements.
"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, everyone!" Taylor walked towards us with open arms. "Are you ready for the first season of America's Next Top Model?"
After a shriek, she began to speak the most familiar line before the elimination, "I bet you must be wondering what the prize will be for the champion. First, the spread of the famous magazine Nylon. Second, with Next Modeling agency signing. Last, but by no means the lightest prize, a $100,000 contract with Guess."
When I heard the last item, I couldn't help but be surprised. The advertising contract with Guess was something I hadn't thought of before, as this contract carries more weight than all of the final rewards in previous quarters. By becoming a dedicated model for Guess, you have entered the top ranks of models.
Taylor continued, after videotaping the excited expressions of the female models: "Come on, you're going to a Guess fashion show. However, there are only sixteen spots backstage."
The models screamed and cheered excitedly in the first sentence, but fell silent for a moment when the second sentence fell. The pressure was on everyone's head.
"If that's not scary enough," Taylor smiled and turned around and stretched out his hand, "The president of Guess will watch the show in person." As he spoke, a slightly chubby middle-aged man walked out of the backstage.
He doesn't look very conspicuous, but his worth can be seen from the price of his clothes. He followed up on Taylor's remarks, but I noticed that when he cited Guess models, he was referring to female models. I know that if there is no accident in this supermodel contest, the female model will still win the championship.
I felt a little unwilling to realize this, but even if I couldn't make any changes to this situation, I wouldn't stop my challenge because of it. The championship prize includes a contract with Guess, and Guess naturally needs to see the model in person, so I'm not surprised.
I can even predict that in the final round of the championship, Guess's official opinion is the key to directly determining the outcome.
Therefore, all I can do now is to seize the opportunity and play my best strength in front of this decision maker. President Guess left the stage after the opening remarks, and Taylor began to announce the names of those who advanced.
"The first name I'm going to call is," Tyler paused here before shouting, "Alyssa!"
Alyssa is said to be a wealthy girl from a middle-of-the-road family. She has nothing to do with traditional Germanic people. Her deep eyebrows and previous modeling experience gave her her first pass.
Then, "Mike." It is impossible for the ice cream man discovered by Taylor to not be among the sixteen people. Regardless of his modeling skills, at least his strong facial features are full of masculinity, and his strong and tall figure is similar to Rob's. where Rob is black and Mike is Jewish.
"Rena." Miss Black Beauty Pageant. "Ashton..." "Alice..."
After two familiar names, "Dan." A male model who was also mixed black and white, one of Marvin's brotherhood was added to the name. Compared with Ashton's facial features, Dan's face is more square, and the facial features are more masculine.
"Nina..." "Brian..." I was called by name when we were halfway through. I patted Chris who had been holding my shoulders soothingly, walked over to Tyler and hugged Nina and Alice who were already standing there.
"Gianna." This girl has no sense of existence, but she has a different look from the narrow and long face of ordinary female models. Her jawbone is wide and square cheeks, which makes her very unique in the photoshoot.
"Marvin." Marvin's popularity was as high as ever, and most of his brothers still cheered him even though they were still under pressure.
"Shelley." Another black woman, the difference from Rena is that her facial features are more tense than Rena's small and delicate.
"Jamie." My Christian lamb came to me with a thankful face, and of course he didn't forget to ask Alice for a hug first.
"Bianca." A girl of Jewish descent can easily find her from other female models at a glance.
"Phil." A strong man with a big beard and thick chest hair but unexpectedly soft eyes. He is not a traditional model. It is estimated that he will be the howl made by this show. Because in the audience of the show, there will always be people who like lush body hair.
It was the last person's turn, and he still hadn't handed in Chris' name. Chris had an anxiety attack, and he put his hand to his mouth and bit his fingertips again. I looked around at the remaining male models and felt relieved.
Chris is the most potential male model in my opinion among the remaining people, and his story has been specially recorded by the camera, so much energy was spent on him, I don't believe the American supermodel would give up him so soon. .
"Conan Ni." It can be said that Conan Ni is my favorite appearance among female models. She has Cuban descent and always presents an elegant temperament in hard photos. The only question is whether she can manage other temperament styles.
After the last few seconds of silence, "Chris." The quota for eight men and eight women ended.
When Chris heard his name, his eyes instantly widened, and I even had the illusion that his pupils shrank a little. He put down his hands and covered his face with his hands and walked slowly to me. I had no choice but to hold the head of this little wolf, which had just been stimulated mentally, in my arms, and stroked his back to soothe his emotions.
Marvin's brother company only got in two people, Dan and Phil, so when Chris' name was called, the atmosphere was a little awkward. Marvin stepped up to say goodbye to his lost friend. Chris was obviously in a dark mood. Although his face was cold, the corners of his raised mouth and his curved eyebrows could still be seen from the gaps between his fingers covering his face.
I don't know when Chris has been opposed to Marvin, and Marvin has some contacts with me, so whenever Marvin appears by my side, he will follow me for a moment. Even with a different starting point, I still thought I saw another Jamie.
Childish possessiveness. Although it is naive, it is also very understandable. The only person who can talk to him in the supermodel room, except for the gentle and good girl Nina, is only me, and I am still a man who will not cause everyone to jeer.
After the promotion quota was announced, there was no time for everyone to breathe, and Taylor immediately announced the content of the challenge.
"The end of the runway is at my feet," Tyler pointed to the carpet with the Guess logo under his feet, "but it's the beginning..." Tyler turned and raised his hand to point to the top of the dozen-story building, with The banner of the Guess logo continued to the roof of the building.
The girls screamed, and when they saw the demonstrators face down and walk down at a 90-degree angle to the wall, the calm boy couldn't help but scream.
Chris grew up and looked at the demonstration of the staff in surprise. I have never done anything like this before, and now I can only hope that when I am dropped on the coercion like a bait and walk down, Do not move too rigidly.
Nina's first reaction was to ask a question that all female models are concerned about, "Are we going to walk down in high heels?"
Looking at the pleading eyes of all the girls, Taylor said without hesitation: "Yes, female models need to wear high heels."
It looks like girls are taking over the fashion world while also adding a level of difficulty to themselves. High heels, make-up, long hair, but boys never have to pay attention to these.
In the dressing room, makeup artists applied light makeup to the models, with each model wearing Guess's latest season's clothing on the bed and a denim jacket over it. Because it started to rain lightly outside, we were asked to take off our jackets after we walked from the roof to the ground, and finally showed our clothes on the runway on the flat ground.
Unfortunately, Nina and I got the first group. The rain had turned into a torrential downpour, the temperature had dropped so fast, and my hands and feet were starting to stiffen. When I stood on the top of the building, the audience downstairs looked down from this height with transparent umbrellas like glass bottles arranged neatly one by one.
The judges were divided into two groups. Taylor, Norma, and Jonathan watched the video of the catwalk on the roof shot vertically in front of the monitor on the roof. It's like a normal catwalk scene. The other group, Rob and Andy, was on the ground with President Guess to see the overall effect from a normal viewing angle.
When the staff told me that the safety line was fastened, Nina and I stood on the edge of the roof. When you stand in that position, even if your body tells you it is safe, looking at the height of the depth will still give people the illusion that taking a step is the abyss.
I put my feet halfway over the edge and I began to lean slowly towards the vertical when I heard a scream from Nina on my left.