Ming Yu talked to Wu Mei a little longer before going to change his clothes.
The Pei Feng autumn fashion show was a clothing show. There were inevitably some size problems, so sometimes simple changes needed to be made to the clothing. For example, when Ming Yu changed into his two sets of clothes, he noticed that the sleeves were slightly short.
Wu Mei and the other assistants helped measure his body size after they discovered that Ming Yuâs height had exceeded 183cm, making Pei Fengâs clothes slightly short. As the assistant went to get new clothing, Wu Mei said with a smile, âLittle Yu, how is it that your Muse official website hasnât updated in six months? We thought you were still 181cm.â
Ming Yu smiled and made an excuse, while Zhao Rui bowed his head with shame. The reason why Ming Yuâs data on his official website wasnât updated for six months? The big reason was that his agent was negligent!
As a still growing model, Ming Yuâs physical data should be measured every three months. However, in the past six months, the original owner had been so persistent regarding Cheng Su that he messed up the most basic work, let alone allowing his basic data to be measured.
After changing into two different sets of clothing from Wu Mei, Ming Yu and Zhao Rui headed in the direction of the photography studio.
For any clothing brand, fashion shows were their home and needed to be taken seriously. So, before the show started, they needed to take photos of each model which would be placed on the official website for everyone to see after the fashion show was over.
Showy but not vulgar, beautiful but not feminine, it was the right type of smoky make-up to deepen the youthâs exquisite facial features. When he appeared on the camera wearing a grey-blue and grey-black mixed leather jacket, the photographer was amazed and took a lot of photos.
Ming Yu was like a fish in water in front of the camera. He easily made a variety of poses for the photographer to choose from. He changed his actions quickly. The shutter would sound twice then he would change, causing the female staff to stare with amazement. âI want to have such a fast speed. I would become the queen of selfiesâŚâ
This was the professionalism of a supermodel.
Ming Yu would wear a total of three sets of clothing in this fashion show. The first one was the leather set that he just shot. The second was a more casual set of denim clothing, while the third one was a grey-blue jacket.
Whether it was the fashion forward leather, the young denim or even the more mature jacket, the teenager had a good grasp of all of them. When he looked into the camera, he was sometimes flamboyant, sometimes frivolous, sometimes bright, sometimes deep. It was to the extent that the photographer was disappointed when he had to take photos of the next model.
After Ming Yu left, Zhao Rui firmly kept repeating, âTomorrow we will go to the company to retake your measurements and update the official website. Ming Yu was dumbfounded as he nodded to show that he would obediently get his measurements taken tomorrow.
They didnât know that as they walked past the dressing rooms, a handsome man looked at them with a frown and didnât move for a while. Eventually, a small assistant couldnât help running up and asking, âBrother Cheng, what are you lokoing at? Our task here is over and it is time to go.â
The handsome face showed a touch of confusion as his thoughts were interrupted. He turned to his assistant and asked, âLittle Li, did you see Ming Yu take his photos? Donât you feel like he has changed?â
Xiao Li was surprised for a moment and shook his head, âNothing has change, he just seems to look better han before? Brother Cheng, Ming Yu is still young and there is the possibility of growth. He has grown taller, that is normal.â
Cheng Su shook his head at this but didnât say anything.
After all, his assistant was too young and his eyesight wasnât good enough. The Ming Yu in front of him couldnât be explained by simply âgrowing taller.â The youth had an invisible aura around him. Cheng Su might be trying to ignore Ming Yu but he couldnât help being vaguely aware: the young man who used to follow him around seemed to have changed.
Cheng Su sneered at this thought and left the studio.
So what if Ming Yu changed? It was better not to be tangled up with him! He would keep walking this path and go all the way!
There was an old saying: the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.
Cheng Su was the mantis. He felt something but he wasnât aware that when he left, the boy who had been talking to his agent quietly glanced at him and smiled.
Cheng Su watched Ming Yu taking the photos, but what about Ming Yu?
The original ownerâs memories of Cheng Su were just the special treatment and subsequent memories. He didnât have much information about Cheng Suâs performance. Therefore, Ming Yu watched silently when Cheng Su took photos.
Cheng Su was one of the most high-profile models here. Apart from the other three first-tier models, he had the absolute right to speak. His set of photos was to be placed on the homepage fo Pei Fengâs official website for a month.
Ming Yu had to admit that this worldâs Huaxia first-tier models were much more powerful than his previous worldâs.
For example, when taking a photo sitting on some rocks, Cheng Suâs raised eyebrows, grace and aura meant it wasnât a surprise that he became a popular first-tier model in recent years. Ming Yuâs eyes narrowed as he thought this, then he whispered, âIf I give him time, he can squeeze into the supermodel ranksâŚâ
âMing Yu, what did you just say?â
âNothing Brother Zhao. Continue talking about our trip tomorrow.â
âOh, so we will go to the company tomorrow morning to measure your data. Then in the afternoonâŚâ
Yes, Cheng Su had the power to become a supermodel! He might not reach the top, but he could squeeze onto the worldâs supermodel rankigns. What he was lacking was opportunities, so he stole them from the original owner of the body and became what he was today.
The world was indeed a jungle. The 14-year-old was thrown into the pit that was called Cheng Su. After three years, the youth was like a stream of river. He no longer had the chance to become a sea and finally chose to commit suicide.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest! Yes, this wasnât wrong!
Then he would have to teach Cheng Su: You have eliminated the weak, now the strong has come to eliminate you.
Why should Ming Yu let him reach the next level and become a supermodel?
Once outside Pei Fengâs studio, Ming Yu sighed and looked up at the clear blue sky in autumn. âEven if his death wasnât directly caused by you, these past three years, you have never stopped hurting him. How can I not get revenge? I will make you experience painful despair!â
âLittle Yu⌠you look weird?â
Ming Yu was surprised when he suddenly heard Zhao Ruiâs words and reflexively asked, âWhat?â
Zhao Rui involuntarily shrank back. He rubbed the hairs that suddenly rose on his arm and explained, âThe way you were smiling at the sky just now⌠it was weird. Have you been under a lot of stress lately? This isnât good. We should go to the hospital tomorrow and treat you if you are too tired!â
ââŚ.â After a moment of silence, Ming Yu couldnât help saying, âBrother Zhao, I was smiling confidently.â
Zhao Rui waved his hand with an incredulous expression. âCome on, your expression clearly wasnât good just now! I was almost scared of you!â
Ming Yu, ââŚâ
In his last life, he had fascinated thousands of females with his smile! Believe it or not, he could kill them in minutes.
Fortunately, Ming Yu wasnât naive enough to explode at his agent. Poor Zhao Rui didnât know, but his small model really had a good temper. If this had been a poisonous tongued man, he would be flayed by the poisonous words.
And what was that poisonous tongued man doing now?
âDid you hear that Ming Yu was raised to the second-tier? You really have good eyes, Xi Ze. Who wouldâve thought that this little guy would suddenly jump up in a few days? With his speed, I am afraid that there will be a big leap forward in just a year.â
The sunset slowly sank behind the western hills. The last glimmer of light shone through the clouds into the towering Muse building. The man standing in his office on the top floor talked into the phone while fiddling with the potted plants on the transparent glass balcony. The poor little green leaves were destroyed by the manâs hand as he squeezed them.
âI just did a little bit. You are thinking too much, Shenxiang.â
Museâs public relations director, Shenxiang smiled with disdain, âIf I believe that, my IQ would be the same as Zhao Ruiâs. That Zhao Rui, I donât know if he is good or bad for Ming Yu. Should I help him change agents?â
Xi Zeâs hands paused as he heard this. After a moment of deep thought, he whispered, âThere is no need to change agents. Zhao Ruiâs intuition is very good and he has personal connections.â
âWell, that is true. However, Zhao Ruiâs IQ isnât high and can be a loss for his model.â
âGive him an assistant.â A light flashed in Xi Zeâs eyes. âAssign Luo Ru to him.
After hearing these words, Shenxiang shot up from his chair with surprise. He cried out, âBoss! You are making a mistake. This is Luo Ru! Luo Ruâs methods are very good and she is the best interning agent. A third-tier⌠no, making her the assistant of a second-tier model? Even you shouldnât act so crazy. That Ming Yu isnât your muse, why are you so nice to him?â
In the bright and spacious office, as the last of the sunâs light was disappearing, only the dark blue clouds in the sky were still struggling to tell the beauty of the sun. The handsome and elegant man calmly walked towards his desk to sit down. His eyes flashed as he asked, âWho told you that he isnât my muse?â
Shenxiang: ââŚâ
âTomorrow, assign Luo Ru to him.â
Shenxiang, ââŚYou canât use your assets for private things!â
Xi Ze raised his eyebrows, âIs Luo Ru a thing?â
Shenxiang: â@# [email protected] #%@##%!!!â
Shenxiang knew that it was impossible to convince this man to change his mind. Fortunately, Luo Ru was just a good interning agent, it wouldnât be bad to let her start as an assistant. After exchanging a few more words, Shenxiang intended to hang up and continue dealing with the things on hand.
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However, just before hanging up, Shenxiang couldnât help asking, âIt has been many years, have you really found your muse?â
Xi Ze was startled by the worlds. After a long time, he sighed and replied, âIt canât really be regarded as found. I havenât seen his performance on the catwalk. Maybe his aura and temperament arenât what I am looking for, but it is the closest I have found in years.â
Not every designer could find their muse, but they were always looking for that person. That person was the source of their inspiration and the beauty they were pursuing.
Since the moment Xi Ze first saw Ming Yu, he thought that this person might be his muse. This wasnât love, but a type of appreciation that was beyond any emotion. But everything was just a âmaybe.â This person might not be able to show the feeling he needed, but he was the closest alternative for Xi Zeâs muse.
Xi Ze thought this and wondered if perhaps he should go and watch Pei Fengâs fashion show this quarter.