Yun Fei wears wavy curly hair, shoulder length, and the tip of the hair hangs just at his collarbone. He has a good figure, and his one-shoulder T-shirt looks like a catwalk model. Below his slender and fair neck, there is an obvious collarbone that can accumulate water, and further down, there is a sexy sternum.
Since the boy has no breasts, the dress is just right. His lower body is a pair of ripped jeans, and the location of the holes is handled very skillfully. In addition, the boy's legs are thin, and he has achieved a very good effect without PS.
This perfect model effect made Su Qin unexpected.
She suddenly remembered that the editor-in-chief of "VOGUE" once broke the news about a model in his autobiography. I don't know when the beauty of "skinny" became popular in the industry. In order to make themselves look more photogenic and get better opportunities, some female models are almost insulated from food and make themselves as thin as skeletons. What if they are really hungry
Eat tissues. The tissues swell in the stomach, which can give some feeling of fullness.
Thinking of these, Su Qin couldn't help feeling sorry for Yun Fei's figure. Boys generally have thinner legs than girls, and boys in adolescence are almost all sorghum stalks that eat meat and don't grow meat. Yunfei is no exception.
A mature old man like Li Chuan, who has been exercising all the year round, has flesh in his clothes, and looks thin in clothes, with no lack of pectoral and abdominal muscles. At Yun Fei's age, his body has no extra muscles except for being thin.
Even though he has been doing farm work in the countryside all year round, his skin is not as wheat-colored as a farmer's, and his skin is still very fair.
Su Qin is very envious of the kind of people who don't get fat no matter how much they eat, and don't get tanned no matter how much they tan.
Yun Fei stood for a while, then asked her with a dark face, "No filming? I took off my clothes."
"Shoot, shoot, wait for me." Su Qin began to fiddle with the camera. After adjusting the equipment, he asked Yun Fei to stand where the white cloth was hung.
Yun Fei stood over obediently, posing according to Su Qin's posture.
The boy was born with a cold temperament, even if he didn't show his face, his body posture showed a very cold look.
It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when Su Qin and Yun Fei finished taking photos. Mo Zongyang learned from the driver that the two were still upstairs and did not come down, so he mustered up the courage to knock on the door, intending to have a good talk with his son.
Even though Yun Fei was able to get married in the mountain village at his age before, he has already left that kind of life after all. When he returned to the big city, he should live according to the rules in the city.
At the age of sixteen, you should go to school well, not fall in love with a female classmate.
Mo Zongyang put himself in his shoes, he and Yunqin also fell in love at the age of sixteen, but at that time they just held hands and never spent the night together.
He thought, could it be that he thought too much? Son and female classmate, maybe just doing homework together all night? Or talk about something? Is he thinking too much from an adult perspective? Overthinking things?
Mo Zongyang really struggled more and more, and finally bought lunch for the two children downstairs, and decided to knock on the door.
The door opened quickly, and when he saw his son in women's clothing and a wig posing in the corner, Monk Zhang Er was even more puzzled.
He understood, these two children are playing house games
Seeing his father standing at the door, Yun Fei quickly pulled off his wig and called out "Dad".
Mo Zongyang stood at the door with his lunch in his hand. He looked at the piles of clothes inside and the women's clothes on his son. He was taken aback for a moment before he picked up the lunch in his hand and said to the two children, "Son, listen to Uncle Liu!" Said, you haven't come downstairs since last night, Dad is afraid that you will be hungry, so he came to bring you food."
"Uncle Liu" is the driver who waited downstairs all night.
After a busy day, Yunfei was really hungry.
Su Qin took the lunch box from Mo Zongyang's hand, collected the clothes scraps at the door, and cleared a way for him to come in: "Uncle Mo, come in and sit down."
Yun Fei didn't go home all night last night. Su Qin, as an "adult", would of course think about things from Mo Zongyang's point of view.
In order not to let Mo Zongyang misunderstand the relationship between her and Yun Fei, while tidying up the seat for Mo Zongyang, he said: "Uncle Mo, I'm sorry, Yun Fei helped me tidy up my clothes last night, and I couldn't come back Home, are you all worried? Uncle Mo, you are really blessed to have such a helpful son as Feifei, no, he helped me all night last night, and he has stayed here as a model for me today."
Sitting on the bed, Mo Zongyang was taken aback for another moment. Looking at the sensible little girl in front of him, he suddenly felt that he was really thinking too much.
He knew about the situation of this little girl. She was kicked out of the house by her parents to work part-time. She worked in a clothing store to earn tuition fees, and she was admitted to Yunzhong by her own efforts. It was precisely because he appreciated her strength that Mo Zongyang agreed to his son playing with her.
Hearing what the girl said, Mo Zongyang suddenly felt that he was a bit "judging the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain".
He glanced at the clothes in the whole room and the waste materials all over the floor, and asked, "Xiao Su, did you change these clothes? Really capable."
"Children from poor families are in charge of their families early and come out to support themselves. This skill is still necessary. Without Yun Fei's help, I would not be able to complete such a large amount by myself," Su Qin clasped his hands together and said gratefully: "Thank you Uncle Mo gave birth to such a helpful son."
Yun Fei on the side darkened his face and let out a "hum".
He was not stupid, of course he knew that Susu was flattering him and telling his father that the relationship between the two was innocent.
Yunfei was very unhappy, first took off the denim skirt, and then began to undress.
Mo Zongyang caught a glimpse of his son taking off his clothes from the corner of his eye, and stopped him, "Son, stop, what are you doing?"
Yun Fei had already lifted up his T-shirt, revealing his narrow waist and thin chest. Hearing this, he paused, "Take off your clothes."
"Go, go, go to the bathroom to take off. How can a man show his chest in front of a girl? Remember, you can't do it in the future, you know?" Mo Zongyang educated his son in a fatherly tone.
"I'm a boy."
The bathroom was in the corridor outside, Yun Fei twitched impatiently, walked out of the door with a face of reluctance, and walked towards the bathroom.
After dinner, Mo Zongyang took Yun Fei and left.
After getting in the car, he also tried to instill in his son the idea that "you can't spend the night at a female classmate's house in the future".
Yun Fei felt very annoying listening to his father babbling, turned on the mp4, put on the earplugs and started listening to music, turned his head to the window, his legs were shaking like a rebellious teenager.
Mo Zongyang looked sideways at his son, thinking that his son at this moment is just a rebellious boy
The car nearly hit a woman as it backed out of a parking space.
The driver slammed on the brakes, and Yun Fei leaned forward suddenly, hitting his forehead on the car seat. Mo Zongyang was also hit on the head, but he felt sorry for his son first, and asked Yun Fei if he was okay.
Yun Fei shook his head, looking at the woman standing outside the car who kept apologizing and bowing to them.
This woman has white hair on her temples and looks very old, but her eyebrows and eyes look like a person.
While rubbing his son's head, Mo Zongyang told the driver: "Old Liu, get out of the car and ask if you hit someone else's aunt."
The driver got out of the car and asked about it, and the other party said it was all right, so they drove away.
It wasn't until the car drove onto the elevated road that Yun Fei remembered who that woman's eyebrows and eyes looked like.
—Su Qin.
Su Qin sorted out all the photos, packed the clothes separately, placed them all over the room, and started making pictures.
For nearly fifty model pictures, she first made a "batch processing" function of one-click color correction, and then began to refine one by one.
She cut off all the parts above Yunfei's throat, leaving only the boy's collarbone and curly hair ends. After PS processing, the low-quality curly hair became realistic, and the boy's clothes were repaired to look like a large magazine.
The proportion of the boy's legs to the body is good, so there is no need to be ruthless to pierce, just a little repair and you're done, and the ascetic "female" model was born out of nowhere.
Su Qin put these photos into a folder, uploaded them to Taobao, and then put out the slogan "55 yuan for the audience", and also revised the copywriting.
"Hello, dear customers. I am customer service Susu. The store will start a 55 yuan event at 24 o'clock in the evening. Clothes, pants and other items are 55 yuan. You can rest assured that the quality and style are absolutely the same as the model pictures. .
Regular customers probably know why the clothes in the small shop are so cheap. The boss went bankrupt and ran away owing several months of wages. Susu’s family also had a younger brother who was waiting for money to go to school, so he took these clothes as deductions. The original price of the clothes is hundreds of branded goods, and Susu 55 yuan is listed for sale. Susu is looking for a new job during the day and cannot be online 24 hours a day. I will reply to everyone at night. Thank you for your support. "
When the customers saw the upper body pictures of the models in the clothes, they all thought it was good, and they all thought that the clothes in the store were indeed big names as Su Qin said.
After all, if it is not a big name, how can there be such a high-quality model picture? This kind of model picture is a big brand at first glance!
No matter what era, women's desire to shop will be incited by the so-called huge discounts.
With such a big discount, old customers and new customers are eager to move, recharge money online, and wait until twelve o'clock in the evening.
There are nearly 50 sets of 100 items. In fact, Su Qin is ready for a protracted battle. She felt that these stocks would have to be sold for a month no matter what, and it was possible that they could not be sold out in a month.
And in this month, she can concentrate on altering the remaining 200 pieces of clothing, and spend more time and energy on altering some high-quality items.
Su Qin didn't go to work today, the proprietress made two phone calls to complain to her that there were too many customers in the store, and told her to go back to work in the store tomorrow.
Su Qin said ok, he must go back to the store tomorrow to help sell clothes.
It's not even night yet, and guests have already come to her to ask her if it is possible to start the "All 55" event earlier? Su Qin said no, since it is an activity, you have to follow the rules of the activity, so as to have a sense of excitement.
It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when Su Qin finished his work, and when he got up together, his back hurt and his neck hurt.
She lamented that she actually started to have symptoms of cervical spondylosis at a "young age". It seems that she still needs to pay attention to exercise. She can't play and ruin her body while making money, otherwise the loss outweighs the gain.
At six o'clock in the evening, Su Qin was resting in bed when he heard Grandma Liu's voice outside the door.
"I see you've been standing in the corridor all afternoon, who are you looking for?"
"I... I... just stand for a while."
"Who are you from Su Qin, right? This girl has been at home today, try knocking on the door." Before Wang Lin could knock on the door, Grandma Liu shouted inside: "Su Su, someone is looking for you, at home ?"
When Su Qin heard the voice outside, he had a clue in his heart, thinking that Wang Lin might have found it.
Last time she stuffed money and a note into Wang Lin's apron, and also left her address. She was not afraid that Wang Lin would stick to her like a dog's skin plaster. She knew this woman, and she had been centered on her husband for too long. The more she hated her husband, the more she felt indebted to her daughter.
Either she won't come to Su Qin and continue to live with humiliation. Or she has made up her mind to leave her husband, and then takes a look at her daughter with a debt to her.
Now that Wang Lin came over and stood outside the door for another afternoon, she probably decided to leave her husband Su Zhengguo.
Su Qin opened the door and saw a woman with gray temples and bruises around her eyes and lips, feeling distressed. Wang Lin is only in her thirties, but she already has white hair, and looks like a woman in her forties and fifties.
"Come in." Su Qin made way for him sideways and let her in.
Wang Lin entered her room, looked at the clothes in the room, and sat down on an empty seat beside the bed.
Su Qin poured her a glass of water, sat down next to her, raised her hand to lift the hair around her ear, and found a striking scar under her ear.
She sighed: "That man beat you?"
In Su Qin's heart at this moment, Su Zhengguo is no longer qualified to be a father and husband.
Wang Lin nodded, sighed and said, "During dinner last night, I proposed a divorce to your father. He became furious and not only disagreed, but also beat me. Susu, you are right, there is no way to live this life again. After going down, I plan to come out to work, whether it's washing dishes and serving dishes, I won't let myself starve to death. He doesn't agree to divorce, so I will move out."
"It's troublesome for you to delay the divorce like this. Even if you sue, it will take a process." Su Qin was silent for a while, and began to think of a way for his mother.
After about fifteen minutes, she said: "Well, I will find someone to make a fake cancer diagnosis certificate for you. You will stay with me for a week first. After a week, you will go home with the diagnosis certificate and tell him , you don’t want a divorce, and you have cancer. Seeing that you have cancer, he will definitely try to divorce you. "
Wang Lin asked: "Is this feasible? But what if he doesn't leave?"
"That means he still has a conscience. But, Mom, you know better than me what kind of person he is. You don't have to lie to yourself. If he finds out that you have cancer, even if you don't ask for a divorce, he will find an excuse to talk to you." You are divorced."
In her previous life, Wang Lin's breast cancer was caused by anger. If she divorced earlier in this life, she might not have that disease.
After all, she is the biological mother, and she is also a poor person. Even for the sake of the other party's October pregnancy and giving birth to her, Su Qin can't ignore her.
Wang Lin temporarily stayed here with Su Qin.
In the evening, Wang Lin took the initiative to go out to buy vegetables, planning to cook a delicious meal for her daughter.
She was not willing to spend the one thousand yuan that her daughter gave her. Although she had no backbone, she also had brains. When she left home, she only left Su Zhengguo one thousand yuan in cash, and took away the family's passbook and household registration booklet.
Although there is not much money in the family passbook, it is enough for her and her daughter's living expenses for the past few months.
For dinner, Wang Lin fried five-spice pork liver, twice-cooked pork, and stewed a pot of white radish and old duck soup.
The pork liver is very tender, fresh and delicious, and the sauce is rich. The twice-cooked pork is stir-fried with watercress, and even the noodles inside are delicious. With these two dishes, Su Qin ate five bowls of rice and drank three more bowls of old duck soup.
She put down the bowls and chopsticks, held her belly against the white wall, and hiccupped, very satisfied.
Su Qin dropped the bowl and chopsticks and ran to the computer, continuing to chat with customers. There are still three hours until 12:00, and more and more customers come to urge her to start the activity early.
Wang Lin glanced at her daughter who was busy in front of the computer, and wanted to ask her where the computer came from, but she swallowed the words again.
She silently got up to clean up the dishes.
Coming out of the balcony, Wang Lin felt that she had nothing to do, so she neatly stacked the clothes on the floor, making the originally messy room look more spacious.
The daughter sat in front of the computer until twelve o'clock in the morning, and she accompanied her until twelve o'clock.
When Su Qin finished his work and got up to wash and go to bed, he found that the messy room had been completely new and tidy. Even the clothes she randomly threw in the simple closet were neatly folded by Wang Lin.
Wang Lin sat on the bed and helped her sew her satchel.
The Mickey patch on Su Qin's satchel was a little degummed, so Wang Lin took the needle and thread and sewed it up for her one by one. After all, Wang Lin is a housewife, and her workmanship is good. The stitches are neat and tidy, as if pressed by a machine.
Su Qin went to wash his face and came back. His mother was still awake, so he asked her, "Why are you still awake?"
As she asked, she went to bed, and turned off the light, and the room fell into darkness.
In the darkness, Wang Lin sighed, "Susu, do you hate your mother?"
"Hate it." Su Qin turned over, put his hand on his mother, and patted: "But I understand you. Okay, go to sleep, good night."
The daughter beside the pillow fell asleep, but Wang Lin was already in tears.
She made up her mind to leave that devil. Instead of handing over the rest of her life to that irresponsible man, she might as well take care of her daughter who was pregnant in October.
In the next week, when Wang Lin was not looking for a job, she would cook for her daughter, pack her clothes and send them to the post.
Su Qin thought it would take a month to sell all the clothes, but they were all sold out within three days.
There are nearly fifty sets and one hundred items, but there is not one left.
This is much better than what Su Qin first imagined. The postage of the product is borne by the customer, and many customers will choose to buy more in order to save more money.
In just three days, Chen Meixin earned an extra 5,500 yuan, distributed 1,650 yuan to Su Qin, and another 3,850 yuan.
This batch of clothes could not be sold and was intended to be donated, but Su Qin sold them for an extra sum of money. Of course, Chen Meixin couldn't think of leaving.
After the Taobao store opened, she didn't take care of it at all. It was all established and managed by Su Qin. Chen Meixin lay down and collected the money, even feeling a little embarrassed.
The single product of "55 yuan for the audience" is gone, but other products in the store are still on sale. The reputation of the Taobao store has improved, and many new customers have come to their store to buy clothes.
In order to gain favor with customers, Su Qin would put a handwritten letter into the package every time he delivered an order.
"Dear customer, hello~ I am Susu from Yunyi Clothes, thank you for supporting my Taobao store. The original intention of doing this Taobao store is just to sell goods. But many old customers think that Susu's matching vision That's right, so I encourage Susu to keep the Taobao store going.
In order not to disappoint everyone, Susu will match you with better styles in the future, and the quality of the clothes will be strictly checked for you. Please rest assured that Susu will not let the adults suffer. The profit of the small shop is meager, please don’t bargain, otherwise Susu and her mother will really drink the northwest wind, thank you~”
At the end of the letter, Su Qin will draw a "kiss" emoji to show off his cuteness.
The customers who received this letter thought that the owner Susu was very kind, the clothes she matched were good-looking, and the person was so cute. They left a good impression on her and this Taobao store.
Two weeks later, Su Qin's scumbag father and Wang Lin divorced.
The couple have no real estate, and there is only 1,500 yuan in the passbook, so there is no theory of dividing the family property. A few days after the divorce, Su Zhengguo took his son and disappeared for a few days, fearing that his ex-wife, who was suffering from cancer, would rely on him and ask him for money.
Su Qin had already guessed that this would be the result. Wang Lin cried all night because of this incident.
When Su Qin got up the next day, he saw his mother who was about to go out to find a job with red and swollen eyes, and stopped her: "Mom, don't look for a job for now."
When Wang Lin heard this, there were tears in her eyes, and she was about to cry again: "Mom doesn't go out to work, who will support you after you go to school?"
Su Qin pulled her to sit down at the dining table, turned on the computer, and said to her: "From today on, I will teach you how to use the computer, and you will help me manage the Taobao store in the future. Make a lot of money without leaving your home.”
Wang Lin was dubious: "Is there such a good thing?"
Su Qin directly opened the backstage of Taobao and gave her the sales volume of the previous days: "Mom, look, these are the products I sold in the past two weeks, and I can get a 30% commission for each order. You can count it." Count, how much money did I earn?"
The author has something to say: It's a pity that I'm not an international supermodel. In the future, Feifei's support group will be called... non-mainstream