Rebirth of a Supermodel

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The voice just landed, and the metaphor subconsciously turned to look at it.

The tall and tall man walked freely and quickly walked to the front of several people. In the winter, the chilly wind blew the hem of the suit, and he looked down at the boy in front of him. The hair on his forehead moved with the wind, revealing a narrow scorpion.

This is the first time that Ming Yu has seen such a close encounter.

Less than half a meter away, the man used his height to crush the simile at this time, so that he had to look up to each other slightly.

That gas field has spread so unscrupulously. When this person appears somewhere, he is destined to become the master of the whole game rhythm, because you can not help but pay attention to him, and trust him, recognize his command.

Just as the first time he met with Xi Ming, he was wandering, and the other party was calm, so even the simile was suppressed by the man, and it barely resisted the situation that the situation was controlled by the other side.

However, this time, it is doomed to disappoint.

I saw that in the slightly dim light of the parking lot, just after a moment of surprise, the boy was straight and straight, and smiled lightly at him, saying: "Hello, Mr. Xi."

This voice seems to be mixed with the juvenile sound lines that the teenagers are not fully developed, but this strange feature makes the juvenile's voice line have a confusing taste, letting the scorpion choose a sly, quietly Hook the lips.

The tone of the simile is plain and casual, as if the person in front of the eyes is completely unintentional, but there are enough rituals.

Even if you are higher than me now?

But... can you suppress me?

In the bleak place, the young scorpion flashed a glimpse of it, and at the same time secretly made up his mind: work hard!

It seems that I didn't notice the confrontation between the two men. Ding Bo came out and laughed: "I just forgot to get the keys when I went downstairs, so I went up and took it again. I chose to stay in the parking lot. "Don't stop." He added: "Yes, if you want to go back, do you need me to take you on a ride?"

Wen Yan, Zhao Rui shook his head: "We are going to the Muse's artist apartment, it should not be with you all the way. I have to drive, Lao Ding, you will go."

After that, Zhao Rui also turned to look at the choice. When he found that the other party had been staring at his own small model, Zhao Rui intuitively noticed that something was wrong. Then he subconsciously went to the simile and smiled at the mat. I chose to say: "Mr. Xi, thank you for your support of the Mingyu on Weibo this afternoon. We have left beforehand, and you are careful on the road."

When the voice fell, Zhao Rui planned to leave with a metaphor: I don't know why, his keen instinct made him feel that there might be problems with staying, so it is better to leave soon.

However, when Ming Yu intends to leave with Zhao Rui, he just nodded at the table and gestured to take a step forward, but he suddenly smiled and said: "This time is very busy, can't wait, let's go first. One step." Then, in the eyes of the three mysterious figurines, Xi chooses to look at the lively agent at the side and said: "Let's go."

It seems that it is really just to fight for the simple and naive question of "Who walks first, who walks behind". When the Ming dynasty looks at the luxurious atmosphere of the European continent and rides out of the parking lot, he already does not know what to do. Describe your mood.

When I got on the bus, Zhao Rui asked curiously: "What do you mean by the last sentence of the election? What is ‘can’t wait, take a step first?’

Luo Ru interjected at the side: "I don't understand too much. It is Mr. Xi who is in a hurry. Do you want to leave quickly?"

Sitting in the back seat of the car, the beautiful boy described the little scorpion, and smiled and found the answer in his heart.

In the afternoon, I said "I am waiting for you."

"Can't wait" now?

I choose, in fact, you don't have to wait. After all, he will catch up soon.

After driving out of the parking lot, the warm but not glaring winter sun shines on the teenager's face through the light brown window. I only listen to Zhao Rui's emotion: "The atmosphere of Xi's choice is as strong as ever!" When I first entered the company, I heard that his personality is very attractive, and he can't help but trust and obey. I didn't believe it at first, but after I first saw him for the first time, I believed: the world There are such people there!"

This made the Mingyu scorpion froze and looked at Zhao Rui, who was driving in the rearview mirror. He only listened to the latter and said: "You both entered the company too late, especially Ronaldinho, you only entered the company for one year. I just came out of the training class. I chose to do a lot of big-handed moves in the past, so that the Muse high-level reshuffle. I heard Awei said that now the company’s top management has a lot of confession, such as Shen Xiang’s kid, especially Convince him..."

The car steadily drove up to the Emperor's elevated, and together with Zhao Rui's heart-warming words, disappeared into the crowded traffic.

In a black European continent that is heading in the opposite direction, the quiet and tranquil atmosphere makes people feel happy. Even Dingbo is willing to be a driver for free, and it’s not a good tune, and he doesn’t hide himself because he doesn’t. A small mood that swayed with the addition of the class.

When I waited for a traffic light, after a little song that afflicted the ear, Ding Bo seemed to ask casually: "Xi choose, the meaning of what you said just now is not normal. You really think that the simile is Is your muse?"

The man sitting behind the driver's seat was leaning back on the soft and elastic back of the chair. He lifted it with one hand and gently squeezed his temple. After a long while, he whispered a question: "Do you think it is not? ?"

"...that is your inspiration, how do I know if it is?"

"Oh, what are you curious about?"

"..."

After a while, Ding Bo was planning not to take care of the man who had smashed the man as long as he opened his mouth, and then sighed a little song. He suddenly sighed and said: "He should be the person I am looking for." "A pause, Xi Xuan added: "The possibility of ninety-nine."

Ding Boyi: "Nine-nine?"

The seats were calmly lifted, and the dark, dark scorpion flashed a glimmer of dark light: "Well, ninety-nine."

Ding Bo said without words: "This is still ninety-nine? We are busy working overtime so hard, you have taken time to see him a fashion show, this is not fixed yet?! How can we be sure? Shen Xiangna The kid has changed the simile to the highest level of concern, so don't hang him."

After thinking about it for a while, Xi Xidao said: "Is the invitation letter from Fei Lao still there?"

With this mention, Ding Bo came to the air: "Why not? 30 invitations! I am not a small person who used to owe him a 'helping to bring a sentence' to the old man! Is there such a thing? I am responsible for Who sent the invitation is not the temper is broken? It is better than you!"

Hearing the words, he did not care about the "destruction and destruction" of a certain agent. He chose to smile and beheaded: "Well, then let's go to see a fashion show... a metaphor as the chief model of fashion. Show."

"Well, anyway, you have the final say." After thinking about it, Ding Bo couldn't help but ask: "But then, Xi Xing, are you because Ming Xiaoyu is good, so I only look at him." But your attention this time is really too much. He is so young and has little experience. Is it really your muse? What do you think of him?"

"He is very cute."

"Oh, you think he is cute..." The sound stopped abruptly, and Ding Bo exclaimed with amazement: "Can you love?!! You say it again? That is cute?!!! No, no, you understand. Isn't cute different from what I understand?"

I saw a calm and calm, a panicked, fussed agent, and then gently evoked the lips, saying: "That's something you can't understand, cute."

Ding Bo: "..............."

Isn't that cute? ! What can't be understood, ah! ! !

Don't look at "I doubt your taste"!

He wondered if your taste was good! ! !

Soon, the car was returned to a quiet. Just do not care about a man's broken things, Ding Bo once again picked up the little song, who was expected to be a moment, suddenly heard the man's low magnetic sound in the back seat: "The back seat is a bit dirty, remember to make people clean carefully a bit."

Ding Bo’s mouth twitched: “...the day before yesterday, people have been cleaned!”

Xi chooses to be coveted: "dirty."

Ding Bo: "..............."

Can you change this evil? ! !

Turning grief and indignation into a distorted motivation, Ding Bo once again set off a popular song, but this time he just slammed a few notes, and he listened to a man's tone and spit out two words: "difficult."

Ding Bo: "!!!!"

Xi Xuan: "Quiet driving, you really..." I was hesitant to hesitate for a long time. After all, it was an old friend. I decided to find a committee and a point: "You really sing very hard."

Ding Bo: "#$#%#%#!!!!"

Is this a euphemistic statement?

Is this special euphemism? !

If this is a euphemistic statement, then you are going to say something at the beginning! ! !

***

At this moment, the simile does not know that his two fashion shows have all received the attention of a man.

After all, Fei Sixin's fashion show needs to be carefully studied until a few days before it is finalized: officially next week. So in this half-month period, the Ming Yu did not idle. After attending the talk show and gaining a popular popularity, the second-line fashion magazine "Contemplation Road" of China actively invited the Ming Yu to take a cover for them.

"Contemplation" is the second-line magazine that the original owner once had on the cover. In recent years, its development momentum is quite good, and it has already become the leader in the second line. The invitation to receive it is also a proof of strength for Ming Yu -

The original master was the company's initiative to divide resources and give him the opportunity, but this time, the simile is to use his own strength to let the "Contemplative Road" come to the door automatically, throwing an olive branch.

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