This season's autumn clothing provided by IN magazine was also distributed to each student the day before. Ye Yihan opened his crossbody bag and found a set of dark one-piece overalls.
The body of the clothes has no extra features. If it matches well, it can complement the clothes. Otherwise, if you wear a hat, you can become a worker repairing telephone poles on the road.
When such ordinary autumn clothes were delivered to Shi Yanyu's workbench, he showed a look of disdain, shook his head and left the clothes on the seat aside.
"It's too ugly. Don't get on my stage." He rolled his eyes and continued to squeeze the plastic clay in his hand.
Retro style when done well means reinventing fashion, but this dress will only make people feel that the style is old and the color is conservative.
Ye Yihan, who was sitting across from him and watching him carefully making clay, silently said nothing. He knew that he was now a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
Seeing his gloomy expression, Shi Yanyu simply asked him to walk around the modeling classroom to survey the situation. By the way, if the clothes were similar, he would feel more balanced.
"Wait for fifteen minutes before I finish, then wash your face and put on makeup." Shi Yanyu instructed.
"I see."
After finishing speaking, Ye Yihan stood up and left the studio.
He came to the modeling classroom. Many students had already finished their makeup and clothing. After all, there was only one hour left.
Also arriving at the end was Wei Jinyan, who was wearing an elegant fiery red dress and her hair was spray-dyed orange, giving her a sense of being reborn from the ashes.
Wei Jinyan carefully braided her bangs in front of the makeup mirror. She glanced sideways and saw Ye Yihan approaching and asked, "You haven't started getting ready yet?"
"Well, I'll be there in ten minutes."
Ye Yihan looked around and found that even if everyone's clothes were more ordinary, they still had embellishments or the style of clothes was quite popular nowadays.
In particular, the costumes of several models in MY Studio have their own highlights.
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A student sitting at the back of the classroom was wearing exactly the same clothes as him. Ye Yihan saw him clearly and found that he was the short-haired boy who had contradicted Teacher Lu before.
Without stopping, he hurried back to the studio.
"Shi Yanyu, I have already lost the entry test." Ye Yihan lay on the table dejectedly, staring at the clothes on the seat with a look of helplessness.
The finished model is placed in the tray on the countertop, with two slightly curved corners.
"What kind of losing method?" Without raising his eyes, Shi Yanyu took out the makeup box from the pottery cabinet behind him and motioned for him to wash his face.
Ye Yihan was like a frustrated ball, dragging his body to wash his face, and then came back disappointed.
"There is a student in the classroom who matches my clothes. It is obvious that they don't want me to pass the entry test." He said angrily.
Obviously Shi Yanyu was also surprised by this, but he still asked him to sit up straight, held up his bangs with a hairband, and said calmly: "It's a small problem."
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The entry test was held in the auditorium. In addition to the scoring instructor, there were also some fashion industry figures watching the show.
The lights shone everywhere and finally converged on Li Li on the T stage. She held a microphone and introduced the scoring rules.
"This entry test will be selected by voting. Each of the ten guests in the audience has one vote. Instructor Lu, the editor-in-chief of IN magazine, and myself each have ten votes. The top five contestants with the highest votes will be selected in this entry test. Become a debut student.”
After the introduction, the first twenty students in the first batch were already waiting for the start on both sides of the backstage. The background music was the emotional melody of strolling under deciduous trees in autumn.
Wei Jinyan, who is in the third batch like Ye Yihan, is No. 40, which is considered to be in a better position. She was waiting for Ye Yihan to come with her in the modeling classroom, but the first batch should have started at this time, and she had not seen him yet.
The scores for the first round will not be released until the students in the second round come on stage.
Wei Jinyan took out her mobile phone and dialed him. If he didn't come, they would be there.
"Hey Ye Yihan? Your number is four ahead of mine, why don't you come over and line up?" Wei Jinyan called and asked.
I just heard a little noisy voice coming from the other end of the phone: "Okay, I'll be there soon, you can go first, don't cut my clothes..."
The call was hung up, and Wei Jinyan put away the phone with a speechless expression.
However, the two people in the studio at this time almost got into a fight because of their disagreement. Shi Yanyu took his big golden scissors and cut off the long sleeves of Ye Yihan's clothes twice, and then divided the one-piece overalls into two pieces, divided into upper and lower garments.
This was less than two minutes after Ye Yihan answered the phone and fiddled with his hair, and his clothes completely changed.
"Don't cut my clothes, what are you doing?" Ye Yihan put down his phone and was impressed by Shi Yanyu's operation.
"Didn't you say you were wearing different clothes? Your broken rules didn't say you couldn't modify your clothes, right?" Shi Yanyu continued to trim the corners with an indifferent look.
After giving him a reminder, Ye Yihan realized that he was right. The test rules did not say that clothes could not be modified.
Soon, the simple and old one-piece overalls were transformed into a vest jacket and ankle-tied overalls under Shi Yanyu's skillful hands, and the two cuffs were hung around the waist as waist decoration.
Shi Yanyu asked him to put on his pants first, and then he turned them inside out and put on a white T for him to put on. There were ten letters L side by side printed on the middle of the clothes.
Ye Yihan put it on without paying attention. When all the dressing up was over, he asked Shi Yanyu to take a picture of him.
His black and gray clothes were stained with blood-red paint, and his makeup was evil. The realistic horns on his forehead made him look like a living devil.
"It's so ingenious that it really makes no sense for you not to become a designer." Ye Yihan exclaimed.
"I'll do it if you invest money. The premise is that you open a hamburger restaurant outside my studio that can deliver food to me 24 hours a day." Shi Yanyu didn't refuse and started joking with him.
Ye Yihan heard that he was interested and said seriously: "No problem, I will start praising you when I become famous."
Perhaps Ye Yihan's words were too naive, which made Shi Yanyu giggle. Or maybe he had heard someone say this before, and it was so true.
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The students of the second batch finished one after another, and finally it was the turn of the fifteen members of the third batch. Ye Yihan, who entered directly from the side door directly to the backstage, did not appear in the auditorium and came to the front of the team.
The lights behind the stage were dim. After saying hello to Wei Jinyan, he entered the queue and found that number 35 was a boy with inch hair.
If Shi Yanyu hadn't helped him change his clothes, then he would definitely match his clothes and probably wouldn't even get ten points.
The backstage staff spoke into the intercom, meaning they were ready to go on stage.
"Students, wait about fifteen seconds after No. 35 takes the stage, and No. 36 will take the stage, and so on. Do you understand?"
The students responded in unison: "I understand."