Chapter 84
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May is the most comfortable time for the imperial capital. It's not hot or cold, and it's sunny. With the seven day holiday on May 10, most people choose to travel at this time.
However, at a time when most people are planning or have already given out oil, song Xuanhe is so busy that he even compresses when eating.
Song Xuanhe has been keeping a secret from his family about opening a studio with Fengtong, so besides working in the company during the day, he has to work overtime in the studio after work. It has been three months since February, and it is estimated that he will continue to work for a long time in the future.
It seems that there is still a long time to prepare for the autumn and winter fashion week in September, but the team just got together still needs to break in, and we are still young people. It's hard to avoid some stumbling. In addition, song Xuan and those who haven't recruited suitable fitting models are getting busier and busier.
At the end of April, when fortune 500 was released, a new black horse attracted a small number of people's attention, but it did not let song Xuanhe, who had no interest in finance, discover it. It was only on May 16 that the top 100 most valuable global brands 2066 was released, ranking 55th in repany, which caused a big stir in the world.
Song Xuanhe was inevitably hit by this wave, because the magazine interview with the president of repany company was followed, which was first exposed on the Internet. Although the magazine did not expose the photo, it revealed the identity of the president of new energy company - no father and no mother. He grew up in China and had a keen sense of finance since childhood. He graduated from China's top university and his name was Xiao yuanmu.
For a moment, all those who knew Xiao yuanmu, didn't know him, knew song Xuanhe's relationship with Xiao yuanmu, didn't know song Xuanhe's relationship with Xiao yuanmu, even those who knew song Xuanhe or not, all came to him to inquire about Xiao yuanmu's news.
A company was founded in September last year. It was successfully listed in less than half a year. In just ten months, it was ranked 55th in the research and calculation of the world's authoritative market research company. It was just astonishing.
Among them, the reaction of the Song family was the most intense. Not to mention song Guochao, even song xuanlin couldn't resist calling song Xuanhe and asked him whether the president of RE was really Xiao yuanmu.
Song Xuanhe in the studio, with hands-free on, keeps cutting in his hands. He repeats to song xuanlin the dialogue process that has been asked by countless people since this morning.
"I don't know."
"The company above was founded in September. At that time, Xiao Shenglin was still in China. It should not be him."
"There are so many people with the same name and surname, and the magazine is in English. Maybe it's not the same word in translation. I'm not sure if it's Xiao yuanmu."
"I've already said that I've broken up with him, and naturally we have no contact now."
"I didn't say I'm sure it wasn't him, I just said I didn't know."
"Brother, I have something else to do. I'll hang up."
Song Xuanhe puts down his tools, turns off the machine before the next phone rings, and then goes on working peacefully. At five o'clock, several fitting models will come for an interview. He has no time to deal with these things.
Feng Tong knocks on the door twice, gets song Xuanhe's affirmation, opens the door quickly, comes in and closes it quickly, blocking the view of other people in the studio.
"I have a hunch that I don't have to worry about the invitation of the magazines of various brands not accepting the invitation for fashion week in September."
Song Xuan didn't lift his head. He answered perfunctorily. Obviously, he didn't even listen to what he was saying.
Seeing this, Feng Tong smiles. He just joked. The purpose of his coming in was not this. So he soon turned to discuss with him about the weaving materials of his clothing this season.
When they talk about their work, they forget themselves. They don't remember the passage of time at all. When someone knocks on the door outside, they stop. After song Xuanhe calls in, they look at the time and raise their hands to show Feng Tong a look.
At 6:27, nearly an hour and a half had passed since Song Xuan and his appointed interview time.
The knock came in cautiously and said, "Mr. Song, a model just left because of her schedule. Would you like to come out and give them an interview now
"Who's gone?" Song Xuanhe asked as he picked up the interview materials.
The man whispered a name, which was the most suitable one for song Xuanhe and the most valuable one.
In the face of a designer who hasn't made any achievements in his works, it's quite normal for this kind of model to have a small temper. In the hidden rules of the industry, not only designers choose models, but also models will choose designers. It's just that such two-way selection takes the initiative when they reach the peak in the industry.
However, at this time, song Xuanhe is just a little newcomer who is not well-known, has no background and has no experience in a famous school.
Feng Tong turns to look at Song Xuanhe and apologizes: "sorry, you missed the interview because you didn't look at the time.""It doesn't matter." Song Xuanhe shook his head: "I've seen his catwalk video and model card, but his temperament doesn't fit my design. Let others go to the dressing room and I'll have a look."
The last word was to order the knocker, who hesitated for a moment before answering, and then closed the door.
There was a worry in Feng Tong's eyes: "do you really think Nikolay is not suitable?"
"Really."
Song Xuanhe knows what Fengtong and his front desk assistant are thinking. No doubt they think that among the models willing to cooperate with him, Nikolay is the best choice. He just said that to save face.
But this is not the case. When he looked at the model cards, he also felt that the clothing fields designed by Nikolay and him were consistent. But the model cards were not better than the videos. After all, what he wanted to fight for at that time was not the hard photo level, but the t-show in September.
In the video, Nikolay's aura is not even one tenth of that on the model card. When song Xuan and he saw the model card, they thought that Nikolay was just barely able to put on his clothes. Now that they know that the momentum has weakened so much, they don't think much of him. They just think it's better to meet a real person and make a decision.
But even if the real person left now, he didn't feel any regret.
Feng Tong knows that song Xuanhe is not going to be brave. When he hears his reply, he knows that he really thinks so. But because of this, Feng Tong is even more worried: "Xuan he, I know that the models interviewed at present may have a certain distance from the models you want, but I promise that this distance will disappear after our first show. Now maybe you can lower it a little After all, September is not far away. "
Song Xuanhe got up with the information, patted Feng Tong on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "I know it in my heart. Don't worry."
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At the same time, the interview room is also a fitting room with a T-stage. At this time, there are five models waiting. Most of them are new people who have just joined the industry. So even after waiting for so long, they don't show strong dissatisfaction, but some of the impatience on their faces is hard to hide.
Song Xuanhe's eyes quickly swept over each of them, and soon got their body data. He went in and picked out some clothes and handed them to the five people, saying, "go and have a try."
Five people looked at each other, saw song Xuan and walked to the sofa in front of the T stage, sat down and did not mean to speak again, then hesitated to enter the dressing room.
Before a model opened the curtain and was ready to step out, song Xuanhe raised his eyes, supported his chin on the armrest of the sofa with one hand, and held a pen with the other hand. He said faintly: "No.3 dressing room will come out first, and go in the order of 3, 5, 1, 4, 2."
The outstretched man drew his legs back, and the model in the middle dressing room opened the curtain and came out.
Song Xuan and his chin are slightly raised, looking at people from the bottom up. His sight is straightforward and light. However, his temperament is too lazy and calm. Just sitting so simply, his attentive sight and serious look are especially sexy.
"You're hot?" Song Xuanhe put away his chin supporting hand, sat up and looked at the model who had already walked to the front of the T-stage, and said faintly: "it's still too nervous."
"It's not hot." The model raised her hand and realized that the scene was down again. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "I'm a little nervous for the first interview."
Song Xuan and pick eyebrows, eyes away from his nowhere to place the hand, fell on the information, said: "his name is seventeen, seventeen years old, currently in high school, are you sure you can ask for leave to fly with us to Y country in September?"
"Of course Seventeen eyes a bright, mouth involuntarily grin up, show two small tiger teeth, way: "I can ask for leave absolutely!"
Song Xuanhe took another look at him. Before his ears became more red, he took back his sight, nodded his head noncommittally and said, "number five."
The seventeen standing on the T-stage was stunned. He was still in high spirits and suddenly fell down. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something. Finally, he got off the T-stage and waited quietly.
The models behind came out one after another. No matter who they saw, song Xuan and his face didn't change at all. When several people stood in a row and waited for the result, he said slowly: "it's too hard for him to swing his hands when he walks. William can look in the mirror more often to practice his expression. He is very lack of experience in the seventeen steps. When he reaches the top, he forgets what he used to do Posture, this is taboo... "
Song Xuanhe mercilessly pointed out the shortcomings of each of the five people, and then announced in their increasingly embarrassed face: "seventeen, come to the next round of interview on the 15th of next month, others, thank you for coming to today's interview."
Except for the first seventeen, the other four people's expressions were very bad. Maybe song Xuan and his expression from the beginning to the end were too calm. Even when they put forward their shortcomings, they didn't change at all. Their calm appearance made several young models dissatisfied.
One of them couldn't help saying, "can I know why five of us left seventeen? As far as I know, he is the latest one to enter the industry, only three months ago. And you just said that he was inexperienced and made a big mistake when he walked on the stage. Why did you just leave him and directly exclude the four of us? "
Song Xuan and Wen Yan looked at him. Seeing his nervous look, they asked, "what do you think is the reason why you stand out among the five people?"Seventeen Leng for a moment, some nervously licked his lips and said: "I like this dress. When I wear it, I feel that every detail is special to my heart. I, I think it's because of this..."
Song Xuan and Gou lip looked at the model just now and said, "Seventeen lacks experience, but he knows his clothes before he wears them, and he likes the clothes he wears. On the stage, your first element is to show the clothes you wear, but you don't even know what you want to show. How can you make people like the clothes? Of course, I don't choose him It's because of this. "
"What's that?" Seventeen opened his eyes and asked expectantly.
Song Xuan glanced at him, then turned his mouth and said, "the result has come out. You can leave now."
As early as song Xuanhe said that they didn't know anything about their clothes, the indignant expression on their faces took them back. At this time, they heard him say this, and they didn't bother to turn away.
When he got to the door, a humanist said, "I really think I'm a famous designer, but I'm still picky about us. There are so many new designers in the fashion anniversary year, and it's only a few years before there's a splash. It's also September fashion week. Maybe when I go and come back, few people will know them. From his eyes, we can see that his success rate is frightening. Poor teacher Feng, maybe He's got to drag me down
The speaker didn't deliberately lower his voice, and the door that had not been closed had no blocking effect. Every sentence clearly spread to song Xuanhe's ears.
Seventeen Wen Yan looked at Song Xuan he with some confusion, as if to make sure he was angry.
Noticing the sight of seventeen, song Xuanhe turned his eyes and saw that he happened to bump into him. Seventeen was so surprised that he took a step back immediately. His face turned red instantly. All the way, he was so red that he didn't dare to say a word.
Song Xuan frowned and glanced at him from top to bottom.
Maybe it was too obvious to look at him. His red face cooled a little, and then turned white under song Xuan's and his frowns, and his expression became uneasy.
"What are you thinking?"
Song Xuanhe has not been with adolescent children for a long time. It's really hard for him to guess the idea of 17-year-old children. He also began to think about whether he had been away from school for a long time. As a result, he forgot whether there were children like 17 who were easy to blush, shy and scared in his memories of high school.
"I I still want to ask you Seventeen some uneasily to song Xuanhe's line of sight, eyes trembled, trembled to settle down, mouth pursed and pursed, finally asked out: "you choose my reason in the end is what?"
Seeing his expression, song Xuanhe said, "because of your expression now."
Smell speech, 17 Zheng Zheng ground "ah" one.
Song Xuanhe opened the door and said faintly, "you don't have to wait for the interview on the 15th any more. You will come to me for training tomorrow. You have to train your posture and expression. When those people say that my eyesight is poor, you are not reconciled. As long as you can meet my requirements, after four months, your soaring fame will make them swallow what they say."
With that, he turned away without looking back.
Looking at Song Xuan and his far away back, he didn't know what he thought. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. Until he disappeared in sight, he turned to cover his mouth and laughed. A pair of bright eyes were set on his shy and handsome face, which was particularly eye-catching.
As soon as song Xuanhe entered the office, he was blocked by Zhou Nan, who didn't know when he was coming. He stopped him and began to vomit bitterness: "brother, what are you doing when your mobile phone is turned off! Do you know your father, your brother, your aunt and my parents? All those who know you and me are calling me! Do you know how I spent this afternoon! I had a hard time making an appointment with Yu Yan. Originally, I wanted to talk about Tianshun and then get back together. All of them were destroyed by the phone call to you. Maybe Yu Yan thought that some of my old lovers were calling me at this time. I can't explain clearly at that time! "
"Tell me, song Er, tell me." Zhou Nan took the juice from his assistant, drank it and said, "tell me for yourself, what a crime it is to disturb people to fall in love!"
Song Xuanhe put his information on the table and bent down to pick up the mobile phone on the sofa. As soon as he was ready to turn it on, Zhou Nan stopped him and said, "don't blame my brother. I don't remind you, don't say it's me. Even a few people who often go out to party with us in the woods have their mobile phones blown up. They are all asking about Xiao yuanmu. You may be swallowed by those people when you turn it on. ”
as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Nan's mobile phone rang. He looked at the caller ID, handed it to song Xuanhe, and made a gesture to him before answering the phone.
"Ah, uncle, yes, I'm Zhou Nan."
"Song Xuanhe, he's a good friend of mine, but I don't know where he is. He and I are friends, and we are not conjoined babies."
"I didn't say anything. Really, I don't know. I don't even know about Xiao yuanmu. I can't find him. How can I ask him? OK, when I get the first-hand information, I'll send it to you immediately. No, I'll send it to you. OK, goodbye, uncle."Hang up the phone, Zhou Nan cell phone mute, throw aside, exhale, way: "you that bottle of Bordeaux must give me, tomorrow will send me."
Song Xuanhe said with a sneer, "you've come here to see my wine?"
"Of course not." "And compensation for interrupting my date," Zhou Nan said
Song Xuan and glanced at him. Zhou Nan shook his head and sighed: "I think you have to go home today. Today, your father called my father and asked me to find you quickly. I've been vague for a long time. If you don't go back, you can't hide your work."
"I know." Song Xuan and his eyes stayed on the power on page, waiting for the main screen to be displayed. However, the mobile phone, which usually starts very fast, didn't enter the main screen at this time. It took him about half a minute to get there.
For the first time, song Xuanhe saw the red bubbles on all kinds of social software. Zhou Nan craned her neck to see them, too. She couldn't help laughing happily.
Song Xuanhe ignores him and simply presses the social software to delete it. However, before he can make sure to uninstall, the screen becomes a waiting interface.
The above number is very familiar to song Xuanhe. This is the host number of song Zhai. Generally speaking, only song Yansong will call him with this phone.
"Grandfather?"
Song Yansong heard the phone, looked at Song Guochao and song Jiabao's family, took back his sight and said, "where are you?"
"I'm in my friend's studio now. What's the matter?" Song Xuanhe asked knowingly.
"Your mobile phone was turned off in the afternoon. Everyone in my family is worried about you. I also want to ask you about Xiao yuanmu. If your friend's studio doesn't have anything to do, come back for dinner."
After hanging up the phone, song Xuanhe looks at the time. It's already more than seven o'clock. Generally, the dinner time of song's house is 6:15 p.m. it seems that Xiao yuanmu's company really thinks of a big disturbance in the Song family.
"It's not just in the Song family." Zhou Nan said: "the whole circle, not just China, should be said that the whole world is concerned about this matter. The storm raised by your ex boyfriend is a tornado according to the level."
Song Xuan and glanced at him: "are you sure it's Xiao yuanmu?"
"He, of course. Who else Zhou Nan said: "as long as you know him, you have already guessed. What are you going to say at your home? As never before, he is the only one with the research and development information of new energy. This cake is not for any family, but for any country. As an ex boyfriend, you have an absolute advantage. If you take this list for song, you have to sit in that position or not in the future. "
Knowing that Zhou Nan was worried about him, song Xuanhe also vaguely reminded him. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "don't worry."
Zhou Nan took him by the shoulder and joked, "how do you feel after you found that your ex boyfriend had made a great success as soon as he broke up with you?"
"Why don't you tell me what it's like to get your ex boyfriend back after you dumped him?" Song Xuanhe glanced at him, picked up the car key on the table and walked out.
"Pain and happiness." Zhou Nan caught up with him and whistled, "what about you?"
Song Xuan and: "I don't feel much."
"It's a trick." Zhou Nan arched his waist and said, "say it. Maybe someone else will have to mention your ex boyfriend who made him work hard in the magazine at that time. At that time, people will laugh at you. I can explain it for you."
"How to explain?" Song Xuanhe couldn't help but lift up his lips. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "is there anyone else who has invited you to a magazine?"
"Too much, song ER!" Zhou Nan said with a smile and scold, and his face was still not serious: "I urgently need to know the feelings of my ex boyfriend. I can't attack Yu Yan for a long time. I always feel that I don't know him after so long separation. Give my brother some experience and let him fall in love."
Song Xuan and the footstep a meal, light way: "don't really like others, don't go to recruit others."
"Lying trough - is that what you song er said?"
Zhou Nan was surprised and didn't react for a long time. He didn't wake up until he drove past and sprayed exhaust on his face. Tut said in a loud voice, "the sun is coming out in the West. Which immortal is Xiao yuanmu? Don't you find that I love you after you split up."
The author has something to say: there are still many things that conflict with reality about the economic ranking in this article. They are all written by the author. However, Fortune magazine and the top 100 most valuable global brands do exist. You can check if you are interested. The unrealistic part is the difference between the overhead world and the real world.
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May is the most comfortable time for the imperial capital. It's not hot or cold, and it's sunny. With the seven day holiday on May 10, most people choose to travel at this time.
However, at a time when most people are planning or have already given out oil, song Xuanhe is so busy that he even compresses when eating.
Song Xuanhe has been keeping a secret from his family about opening a studio with Fengtong, so besides working in the company during the day, he has to work overtime in the studio after work. It has been three months since February, and it is estimated that he will continue to work for a long time in the future.
It seems that there is still a long time to prepare for the autumn and winter fashion week in September, but the team just got together still needs to break in, and we are still young people. It's hard to avoid some stumbling. In addition, song Xuan and those who haven't recruited suitable fitting models are getting busier and busier.
At the end of April, when fortune 500 was released, a new black horse attracted a small number of people's attention, but it did not let song Xuanhe, who had no interest in finance, discover it. It was only on May 16 that the top 100 most valuable global brands 2066 was released, ranking 55th in repany, which caused a big stir in the world.
Song Xuanhe was inevitably hit by this wave, because the magazine interview with the president of repany company was followed, which was first exposed on the Internet. Although the magazine did not expose the photo, it revealed the identity of the president of new energy company - no father and no mother. He grew up in China and had a keen sense of finance since childhood. He graduated from China's top university and his name was Xiao yuanmu.
For a moment, all those who knew Xiao yuanmu, didn't know him, knew song Xuanhe's relationship with Xiao yuanmu, didn't know song Xuanhe's relationship with Xiao yuanmu, even those who knew song Xuanhe or not, all came to him to inquire about Xiao yuanmu's news.
A company was founded in September last year. It was successfully listed in less than half a year. In just ten months, it was ranked 55th in the research and calculation of the world's authoritative market research company. It was just astonishing.
Among them, the reaction of the Song family was the most intense. Not to mention song Guochao, even song xuanlin couldn't resist calling song Xuanhe and asked him whether the president of RE was really Xiao yuanmu.
Song Xuanhe in the studio, with hands-free on, keeps cutting in his hands. He repeats to song xuanlin the dialogue process that has been asked by countless people since this morning.
"I don't know."
"The company above was founded in September. At that time, Xiao Shenglin was still in China. It should not be him."
"There are so many people with the same name and surname, and the magazine is in English. Maybe it's not the same word in translation. I'm not sure if it's Xiao yuanmu."
"I've already said that I've broken up with him, and naturally we have no contact now."
"I didn't say I'm sure it wasn't him, I just said I didn't know."
"Brother, I have something else to do. I'll hang up."
Song Xuanhe puts down his tools, turns off the machine before the next phone rings, and then goes on working peacefully. At five o'clock, several fitting models will come for an interview. He has no time to deal with these things.
Feng Tong knocks on the door twice, gets song Xuanhe's affirmation, opens the door quickly, comes in and closes it quickly, blocking the view of other people in the studio.
"I have a hunch that I don't have to worry about the invitation of the magazines of various brands not accepting the invitation for fashion week in September."
Song Xuan didn't lift his head. He answered perfunctorily. Obviously, he didn't even listen to what he was saying.
Seeing this, Feng Tong smiles. He just joked. The purpose of his coming in was not this. So he soon turned to discuss with him about the weaving materials of his clothing this season.
When they talk about their work, they forget themselves. They don't remember the passage of time at all. When someone knocks on the door outside, they stop. After song Xuanhe calls in, they look at the time and raise their hands to show Feng Tong a look.
At 6:27, nearly an hour and a half had passed since Song Xuan and his appointed interview time.
The knock came in cautiously and said, "Mr. Song, a model just left because of her schedule. Would you like to come out and give them an interview now
"Who's gone?" Song Xuanhe asked as he picked up the interview materials.
The man whispered a name, which was the most suitable one for song Xuanhe and the most valuable one.
In the face of a designer who hasn't made any achievements in his works, it's quite normal for this kind of model to have a small temper. In the hidden rules of the industry, not only designers choose models, but also models will choose designers. It's just that such two-way selection takes the initiative when they reach the peak in the industry.
However, at this time, song Xuanhe is just a little newcomer who is not well-known, has no background and has no experience in a famous school.
Feng Tong turns to look at Song Xuanhe and apologizes: "sorry, you missed the interview because you didn't look at the time.""It doesn't matter." Song Xuanhe shook his head: "I've seen his catwalk video and model card, but his temperament doesn't fit my design. Let others go to the dressing room and I'll have a look."
The last word was to order the knocker, who hesitated for a moment before answering, and then closed the door.
There was a worry in Feng Tong's eyes: "do you really think Nikolay is not suitable?"
"Really."
Song Xuanhe knows what Fengtong and his front desk assistant are thinking. No doubt they think that among the models willing to cooperate with him, Nikolay is the best choice. He just said that to save face.
But this is not the case. When he looked at the model cards, he also felt that the clothing fields designed by Nikolay and him were consistent. But the model cards were not better than the videos. After all, what he wanted to fight for at that time was not the hard photo level, but the t-show in September.
In the video, Nikolay's aura is not even one tenth of that on the model card. When song Xuan and he saw the model card, they thought that Nikolay was just barely able to put on his clothes. Now that they know that the momentum has weakened so much, they don't think much of him. They just think it's better to meet a real person and make a decision.
But even if the real person left now, he didn't feel any regret.
Feng Tong knows that song Xuanhe is not going to be brave. When he hears his reply, he knows that he really thinks so. But because of this, Feng Tong is even more worried: "Xuan he, I know that the models interviewed at present may have a certain distance from the models you want, but I promise that this distance will disappear after our first show. Now maybe you can lower it a little After all, September is not far away. "
Song Xuanhe got up with the information, patted Feng Tong on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "I know it in my heart. Don't worry."
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At the same time, the interview room is also a fitting room with a T-stage. At this time, there are five models waiting. Most of them are new people who have just joined the industry. So even after waiting for so long, they don't show strong dissatisfaction, but some of the impatience on their faces is hard to hide.
Song Xuanhe's eyes quickly swept over each of them, and soon got their body data. He went in and picked out some clothes and handed them to the five people, saying, "go and have a try."
Five people looked at each other, saw song Xuan and walked to the sofa in front of the T stage, sat down and did not mean to speak again, then hesitated to enter the dressing room.
Before a model opened the curtain and was ready to step out, song Xuanhe raised his eyes, supported his chin on the armrest of the sofa with one hand, and held a pen with the other hand. He said faintly: "No.3 dressing room will come out first, and go in the order of 3, 5, 1, 4, 2."
The outstretched man drew his legs back, and the model in the middle dressing room opened the curtain and came out.
Song Xuan and his chin are slightly raised, looking at people from the bottom up. His sight is straightforward and light. However, his temperament is too lazy and calm. Just sitting so simply, his attentive sight and serious look are especially sexy.
"You're hot?" Song Xuanhe put away his chin supporting hand, sat up and looked at the model who had already walked to the front of the T-stage, and said faintly: "it's still too nervous."
"It's not hot." The model raised her hand and realized that the scene was down again. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "I'm a little nervous for the first interview."
Song Xuan and pick eyebrows, eyes away from his nowhere to place the hand, fell on the information, said: "his name is seventeen, seventeen years old, currently in high school, are you sure you can ask for leave to fly with us to Y country in September?"
"Of course Seventeen eyes a bright, mouth involuntarily grin up, show two small tiger teeth, way: "I can ask for leave absolutely!"
Song Xuanhe took another look at him. Before his ears became more red, he took back his sight, nodded his head noncommittally and said, "number five."
The seventeen standing on the T-stage was stunned. He was still in high spirits and suddenly fell down. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something. Finally, he got off the T-stage and waited quietly.
The models behind came out one after another. No matter who they saw, song Xuan and his face didn't change at all. When several people stood in a row and waited for the result, he said slowly: "it's too hard for him to swing his hands when he walks. William can look in the mirror more often to practice his expression. He is very lack of experience in the seventeen steps. When he reaches the top, he forgets what he used to do Posture, this is taboo... "
Song Xuanhe mercilessly pointed out the shortcomings of each of the five people, and then announced in their increasingly embarrassed face: "seventeen, come to the next round of interview on the 15th of next month, others, thank you for coming to today's interview."
Except for the first seventeen, the other four people's expressions were very bad. Maybe song Xuan and his expression from the beginning to the end were too calm. Even when they put forward their shortcomings, they didn't change at all. Their calm appearance made several young models dissatisfied.
One of them couldn't help saying, "can I know why five of us left seventeen? As far as I know, he is the latest one to enter the industry, only three months ago. And you just said that he was inexperienced and made a big mistake when he walked on the stage. Why did you just leave him and directly exclude the four of us? "
Song Xuan and Wen Yan looked at him. Seeing his nervous look, they asked, "what do you think is the reason why you stand out among the five people?"Seventeen Leng for a moment, some nervously licked his lips and said: "I like this dress. When I wear it, I feel that every detail is special to my heart. I, I think it's because of this..."
Song Xuan and Gou lip looked at the model just now and said, "Seventeen lacks experience, but he knows his clothes before he wears them, and he likes the clothes he wears. On the stage, your first element is to show the clothes you wear, but you don't even know what you want to show. How can you make people like the clothes? Of course, I don't choose him It's because of this. "
"What's that?" Seventeen opened his eyes and asked expectantly.
Song Xuan glanced at him, then turned his mouth and said, "the result has come out. You can leave now."
As early as song Xuanhe said that they didn't know anything about their clothes, the indignant expression on their faces took them back. At this time, they heard him say this, and they didn't bother to turn away.
When he got to the door, a humanist said, "I really think I'm a famous designer, but I'm still picky about us. There are so many new designers in the fashion anniversary year, and it's only a few years before there's a splash. It's also September fashion week. Maybe when I go and come back, few people will know them. From his eyes, we can see that his success rate is frightening. Poor teacher Feng, maybe He's got to drag me down
The speaker didn't deliberately lower his voice, and the door that had not been closed had no blocking effect. Every sentence clearly spread to song Xuanhe's ears.
Seventeen Wen Yan looked at Song Xuan he with some confusion, as if to make sure he was angry.
Noticing the sight of seventeen, song Xuanhe turned his eyes and saw that he happened to bump into him. Seventeen was so surprised that he took a step back immediately. His face turned red instantly. All the way, he was so red that he didn't dare to say a word.
Song Xuan frowned and glanced at him from top to bottom.
Maybe it was too obvious to look at him. His red face cooled a little, and then turned white under song Xuan's and his frowns, and his expression became uneasy.
"What are you thinking?"
Song Xuanhe has not been with adolescent children for a long time. It's really hard for him to guess the idea of 17-year-old children. He also began to think about whether he had been away from school for a long time. As a result, he forgot whether there were children like 17 who were easy to blush, shy and scared in his memories of high school.
"I I still want to ask you Seventeen some uneasily to song Xuanhe's line of sight, eyes trembled, trembled to settle down, mouth pursed and pursed, finally asked out: "you choose my reason in the end is what?"
Seeing his expression, song Xuanhe said, "because of your expression now."
Smell speech, 17 Zheng Zheng ground "ah" one.
Song Xuanhe opened the door and said faintly, "you don't have to wait for the interview on the 15th any more. You will come to me for training tomorrow. You have to train your posture and expression. When those people say that my eyesight is poor, you are not reconciled. As long as you can meet my requirements, after four months, your soaring fame will make them swallow what they say."
With that, he turned away without looking back.
Looking at Song Xuan and his far away back, he didn't know what he thought. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. Until he disappeared in sight, he turned to cover his mouth and laughed. A pair of bright eyes were set on his shy and handsome face, which was particularly eye-catching.
As soon as song Xuanhe entered the office, he was blocked by Zhou Nan, who didn't know when he was coming. He stopped him and began to vomit bitterness: "brother, what are you doing when your mobile phone is turned off! Do you know your father, your brother, your aunt and my parents? All those who know you and me are calling me! Do you know how I spent this afternoon! I had a hard time making an appointment with Yu Yan. Originally, I wanted to talk about Tianshun and then get back together. All of them were destroyed by the phone call to you. Maybe Yu Yan thought that some of my old lovers were calling me at this time. I can't explain clearly at that time! "
"Tell me, song Er, tell me." Zhou Nan took the juice from his assistant, drank it and said, "tell me for yourself, what a crime it is to disturb people to fall in love!"
Song Xuanhe put his information on the table and bent down to pick up the mobile phone on the sofa. As soon as he was ready to turn it on, Zhou Nan stopped him and said, "don't blame my brother. I don't remind you, don't say it's me. Even a few people who often go out to party with us in the woods have their mobile phones blown up. They are all asking about Xiao yuanmu. You may be swallowed by those people when you turn it on. ”
as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Nan's mobile phone rang. He looked at the caller ID, handed it to song Xuanhe, and made a gesture to him before answering the phone.
"Ah, uncle, yes, I'm Zhou Nan."
"Song Xuanhe, he's a good friend of mine, but I don't know where he is. He and I are friends, and we are not conjoined babies."
"I didn't say anything. Really, I don't know. I don't even know about Xiao yuanmu. I can't find him. How can I ask him? OK, when I get the first-hand information, I'll send it to you immediately. No, I'll send it to you. OK, goodbye, uncle."Hang up the phone, Zhou Nan cell phone mute, throw aside, exhale, way: "you that bottle of Bordeaux must give me, tomorrow will send me."
Song Xuanhe said with a sneer, "you've come here to see my wine?"
"Of course not." "And compensation for interrupting my date," Zhou Nan said
Song Xuan and glanced at him. Zhou Nan shook his head and sighed: "I think you have to go home today. Today, your father called my father and asked me to find you quickly. I've been vague for a long time. If you don't go back, you can't hide your work."
"I know." Song Xuan and his eyes stayed on the power on page, waiting for the main screen to be displayed. However, the mobile phone, which usually starts very fast, didn't enter the main screen at this time. It took him about half a minute to get there.
For the first time, song Xuanhe saw the red bubbles on all kinds of social software. Zhou Nan craned her neck to see them, too. She couldn't help laughing happily.
Song Xuanhe ignores him and simply presses the social software to delete it. However, before he can make sure to uninstall, the screen becomes a waiting interface.
The above number is very familiar to song Xuanhe. This is the host number of song Zhai. Generally speaking, only song Yansong will call him with this phone.
"Grandfather?"
Song Yansong heard the phone, looked at Song Guochao and song Jiabao's family, took back his sight and said, "where are you?"
"I'm in my friend's studio now. What's the matter?" Song Xuanhe asked knowingly.
"Your mobile phone was turned off in the afternoon. Everyone in my family is worried about you. I also want to ask you about Xiao yuanmu. If your friend's studio doesn't have anything to do, come back for dinner."
After hanging up the phone, song Xuanhe looks at the time. It's already more than seven o'clock. Generally, the dinner time of song's house is 6:15 p.m. it seems that Xiao yuanmu's company really thinks of a big disturbance in the Song family.
"It's not just in the Song family." Zhou Nan said: "the whole circle, not just China, should be said that the whole world is concerned about this matter. The storm raised by your ex boyfriend is a tornado according to the level."
Song Xuan and glanced at him: "are you sure it's Xiao yuanmu?"
"He, of course. Who else Zhou Nan said: "as long as you know him, you have already guessed. What are you going to say at your home? As never before, he is the only one with the research and development information of new energy. This cake is not for any family, but for any country. As an ex boyfriend, you have an absolute advantage. If you take this list for song, you have to sit in that position or not in the future. "
Knowing that Zhou Nan was worried about him, song Xuanhe also vaguely reminded him. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "don't worry."
Zhou Nan took him by the shoulder and joked, "how do you feel after you found that your ex boyfriend had made a great success as soon as he broke up with you?"
"Why don't you tell me what it's like to get your ex boyfriend back after you dumped him?" Song Xuanhe glanced at him, picked up the car key on the table and walked out.
"Pain and happiness." Zhou Nan caught up with him and whistled, "what about you?"
Song Xuan and: "I don't feel much."
"It's a trick." Zhou Nan arched his waist and said, "say it. Maybe someone else will have to mention your ex boyfriend who made him work hard in the magazine at that time. At that time, people will laugh at you. I can explain it for you."
"How to explain?" Song Xuanhe couldn't help but lift up his lips. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "is there anyone else who has invited you to a magazine?"
"Too much, song ER!" Zhou Nan said with a smile and scold, and his face was still not serious: "I urgently need to know the feelings of my ex boyfriend. I can't attack Yu Yan for a long time. I always feel that I don't know him after so long separation. Give my brother some experience and let him fall in love."
Song Xuan and the footstep a meal, light way: "don't really like others, don't go to recruit others."
"Lying trough - is that what you song er said?"
Zhou Nan was surprised and didn't react for a long time. He didn't wake up until he drove past and sprayed exhaust on his face. Tut said in a loud voice, "the sun is coming out in the West. Which immortal is Xiao yuanmu? Don't you find that I love you after you split up."
The author has something to say: there are still many things that conflict with reality about the economic ranking in this article. They are all written by the author. However, Fortune magazine and the top 100 most valuable global brands do exist. You can check if you are interested. The unrealistic part is the difference between the overhead world and the real world.
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