God-level system: start trillion heirs

Chapter 607 Temporary Model
Time passed slowly, Zhang Xueyao thought it was almost time.

I took the initiative to find William, and wanted to ask what else I needed to prepare for the catwalk.

In any case, the two of them had never had the same show, and only William had the chance.

When William heard that Zhang Xueyao could start a catwalk show, he immediately began to prepare, and all the wedding dresses he designed were put into production.

Zhang Xueyao and Lin Tu were inexperienced, and the set time was too short. William even compressed the time to hire models, and even models who were too far away could not be present.

"The time you gave me is too short, what method do you want me to use? Do you really think it's that simple to run a catwalk?"

Lin Tu and Zhang Xueyao looked at each other. It was true that the two of them were too hasty and didn't even give William a chance to communicate.

"I've already contacted the curator and Bai Weiwei. The time cannot be changed. Please try to compress the time as much as possible. I believe in your ability to handle affairs."

Hearing what Lin Tu said, William only took a deep breath, and tried to contact other related models, hoping that they would cooperate to be present.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the catwalk is coming.

The wedding dress has just been made uniformly, and there is no way to choose the size of the wedding dress, so it was brought to the scene immediately.

Many models noticed the difference in their clothes, and even needed to change clothes to go on stage many times, so they immediately rejected their catwalk invitations.

They would rather not earn the money, and they don't want to lose face on the catwalk. It will be ugly if they don't have the right clothes.

When William learned that many of the invited models had slumped, he immediately became angry.

"Record the list of all these people. I don't need them to participate in my catwalks in the future. How dare I do such a thing."

Although William put them on the blacklist, they still couldn't solve the immediate urgent need, as if something might happen at any time.

Lin Tu sat in the office, and William walked up and down in front of Lin Tu, feeling extremely anxious.

"See if there is any place we can help, otherwise it would be useless for me to sit here. There are not enough people, and I can add money."

The rush of time was indeed caused by them, and he didn't want to give a bad impression by holding a catwalk for the first time.

Suddenly, William turned his attention to Zhang Xueyao. Her appearance and figure are both top-notch, she can definitely be used as a model, and she can even attract the attention of the audience.

"What? You want her to be your model? Xueyao has never done this kind of business before, so she might have to live up to your trust."

She shook her head slightly: "It's okay, it's not difficult to do the show, and Zhang Xueyao has a relatively high level of comprehension, so she can definitely learn it."

Zhang Xueyao heard that several people had their ideas on her. Although she felt a little ridiculous, she still agreed. No one wants to make mistakes just after the start of the event.

Hearing what Zhang Xueyao said, William immediately made a demonstration in front of him, wanting to see if Zhang Xueyao could follow suit.

There is definitely not enough time for systematic teaching, and there is not so much time.

After showing a bit of charm, William agreed to let Zhang Xueyao take the place for a while, so as not to cause a shortage of models.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the show to officially start.

Lin Tu can't help much, but sits under the stage and is ready to solve the problem at any time.

William invited Fang Xiang, a friend in the industry, who has been in the catwalk industry for a long time and knows the difficulties of holding shows.

Fang Xiang heard that there were business people staying inside, but felt a little absurd, so he took a look at Zhang Xueyao inside.

"The seedlings are not bad. You have put your mind into choosing someone with such a standard, so let's wait and see."

Bring Zhang Xueyao to the door: "You can only walk in front, the audience will not compare with other models."

Otherwise, Zhang Xueyao would appear in the middle of the stage, and most of them would start to admire the clothes, and would not care whether the models are professional or not.

Judging from Fang Xiang's experience, he felt that it was most appropriate to play first, and immediately arranged Zhang Xueyao on the aisle.

All the lights outside have been turned off, leaving only a passage in the middle.

"You just follow my line of thought."

The music was played, and Zhang Xueyao walked out slowly according to yesterday's rhythm.

Sitting on it, Lin Tu saw that Zhang Xueyao's movements were very standard, and felt that she was really good at making such a job.

"Haha, yes, I knew you wouldn't let me down."

In just 1 minute, Zhang Xueyao walked down in an orderly manner, and the audience didn't realize that Zhang Xueyao was not a professional model at all.

Since there were still many models walking the show, Lin Tu could only sit down and continue watching, unable to go backstage to watch their busyness.

Zhang Xueyao had just come down, and William wanted Zhang Xueyao to change into another set of clothes.

He had just walked to the locker room and found that someone outside had blocked the door.

Fang Xiang walked in from the door, with a wretched smile on his face: "I think your looks are very suitable for being a catwalk model, why don't you follow me from now on."

There was a touch of frivolity in the business, as if she wanted Zhang Xueyao to agree.

She stretched out her hand, wanting to take off the wedding dress for Zhang Xueyao.

After going through so many things, how could it be possible that he didn't know what Fang Xiang wanted to do, so he picked up the clothes hanger next to him and threw it over, hitting Fang Xiang hard on the head.

Fang Xiang didn't expect Zhang Xueyao to have this kind of skill, so he couldn't guard against it for a while.

Running out of the locker room, Fang Xiang immediately chased after him: "Let me tell you, I have the final say in the backstage, what's the use of you running out."

Zhang Xueyao originally wanted to leave, but found that the door had been locked and the key was on Fang Xiang's clothes.

He reached out and took out the key, shook it in front of them, and sneered: "Come here obediently, I may still take you out of here together."

There's no way to leave, only to blow up the whole thing, and the aisle in front is the best route.

When he came to the front desk, William Lima stopped Zhang Xueyao: "Why did you come up without changing your clothes? What's going on?"

When William saw Fang Xiang following up from behind, how could he not know that Zhang Xueyao was in trouble.

"Stop it, do you know who she is?"

Fang Xiang was already on the head, regardless of who Zhang Xueyao was, he elbowed William hard on the head, knocking him out.

Zhang Xueyao watched William fell to the ground, and raised her leg to go up, but Fang Xiang grabbed her clothes.

He pulled Zhang Xueyao down fiercely and carried it on his shoulders: "You still want to leave here? Then follow me."

The catwalk is already running normally, and the next step is the mechanized operation, which can be completed without his participation.

(End of this chapter)