my beauty world

Ping Qi knew more: "Carolina served in the army, do you know why she is called Cover Girl?"

Ronan looked at Carolina: "You told me that you are often on the cover of magazines."

"It was indeed on the cover of a magazine." Carolina smiled brightly: "The cover of the American conscription magazine."

She simply said: "I was a model before enlisting. I didn't know much about it after enlisting in the army, so I took some promotional photos for the promotion."

Ping Qi said again: "Carolina has been on the battlefield."

"Afghanistan? Iraq?" Ronan asked.

Carolina said, "Iraq."

Ronan was curious: "Come back so soon?"

"A group of people, most of them died in Iraq." Carolina said vaguely, "I'm lucky. I came back intact. Many people died, and some people lived in pain. Maybe it's more sad than death."

Looking back, Carolina still has nightmares.

It's too scary.

A blood-red skull killed dozens of heavily armed soldiers in an instant.

That is to say, Carolina is not an ordinary person and has some special abilities, so she survived by luck.

Ping Qi had never heard Carolina say this, and asked, "I always thought you were engaged in communications and medical care."

Seeing Carolina's tense face, Ronan picked up a bottle of mineral water and threw it to her, raising the bottle in his hand.

Carolina unscrewed it, took a sip, and calmed down: "After that, I realized that anti-terrorism and other things don't matter, the most important thing is to live and enjoy life, but in this country, enjoying life requires money, so I can only go back to my old business. "

Katie continued: "Unfortunately, it's not easy to make money in this business."

Carolina kept something in her heart. If it was easy to make money in the modeling industry, she would not accept Flynn's recruitment.

The salary given by the Special Affairs Bureau is really a bit high.

The convoy turned onto the famous Route 66 and headed for Arizona.

Along the way, you can see too many small towns that have declined along with this road.

Park Town, not far from Route 66, can be said to be a typical example.

Seen from a distance, there is a huge factory on the outskirts of the town, the signboard of the mining company stands on the mountain in the distance, and the houses are connected to each other. At least it is a residential area of ​​[-] people.

When the convoy gets closer, you can see it clearly. The factory walls have already collapsed, most of the factory buildings have lost their roofs, and weeds have grown all over the factory area.

Most of the houses in the town are in disrepair, dilapidated and obviously abandoned.

Only the area near the river is a little angry.

Carolina asked: "Is there a hotel here? Don't you live in a car?"

Strictly speaking, they are better than small models, and farther away from supermodels. Agents don't have the capital to negotiate good treatment, and they don't even have assistants.

Ping Qi said: "There is a bar in the town, and there are rooms on the second and third floors of the bar. When I come here, I will ask someone to contact you. The entire second and third floors are fully booked."

After chatting all the way, Ronan reminded Katie and Carolina slightly: "You two, be careful not to act alone."

Carolina glanced at Ronan, the photographer is not bad.

Before the car entered the town, it crossed a stone bridge, and the river flowed under the bridge, crystal clear.

In the distance from the cliff, you can see a waterfall falling, and there seems to be a big pool under the waterfall.

Not far from the bridge, there are typical American-style single-family houses on both sides of the road. Many people are staring at the convoy curiously. For such a dilapidated town, it is quite rare for so many foreigners to come at once.

The motorcade stopped in front of the three-story building with the sign of Parker's Bar. Ronan was the photographer, so he didn't have to deal with trivial matters. The motorcade had a special person in charge of negotiation.

But the local sheriff came over with his assistants to inquire about the situation.

The magistrate looks to be 60 years old, and the assistant seems to be over 50 years old, and one leg is not very convenient.

The two guns on their waists were a bit of a deterrent.

Ronan observed carefully, most of the people in the town were older, and there were relatively few young people.

After negotiating with the bar over there, Ronan followed the big team into the bar. As a heavyweight member of the team, he, Ping Qi, a costumer, a stylist and two models lived on the third floor with better conditions, and the rest lived in the bar. at first floor.

Pingqi was quite responsible for his work, he packed his luggage, and immediately called Ronan and the stylist to go to see the location of the filming.

Driving into an uninhabited area is like entering a ghost town.

There are obviously houses and buildings, but no one can be seen.

He raised the window glass evenly to block the flying dust, and asked Ronan, "Does it look like the end of the world?"

He asked the driver to stop and pointed to the collapsed building in front of him due to natural weathering: "Here, it's like a nuclear bomb exploded in the distance. People are gone, buildings collapsed, and after many years, weeds and wild animals have become the masters!"

The car gradually approached the abandoned factory area on the other side, which seemed to be a small ironworks. Ronan thought about it and said, "Go back and ask someone to go to the town to ask if they can borrow heavy motorcycles, old ones are fine, and the motorcycles can be paired with punk styles." , the photos taken will be particularly textured.”

Ping Qi said: "Good idea!"

The car went up the mountain along the potholed road, specifically to see the mine pits and waterfalls.

Standing on the cliff beside the waterfall pool, Ronan looked down and felt that the pool was dark and bottomless.

Ping Qi pointed: "The water plant in the town draws water from here. It is said that the water quality is very good."

After turning around and returning to the bar, I found that there were many more people in the bar. Many people in the town ran to the bar to contact the filming crew in the name of drinking.

Carolina sat at a table by the wall, winked at Ronan, and invited, "Have a drink?"

Ronan fit Duke's personality perfectly, so he left Ping Qi alone, went to sit opposite Carolina, and ordered a glass of beer.

Carolina asked in a low voice: "Have you found the perverted murderer?"

Ronan's answer was unconventional: "I plan to use the lens to make you a punk doomsday killer when I shoot tomorrow."

Before, people frequently came to strike up a conversation with Carolina. When Ronan sat here, those people felt ashamed and stopped harassing them.

Carolina joked: "Then I will ask the magazine to increase the money!"

Ronan talked nonsense in Duke's way: "In matters of art, it is better to talk less about money, and talk too much to affect creation."

Carolina has a completely different point of view: "Artists always have to eat. Those of us who work with artists not only want to have enough food, but also want to live a better life."

She lowered her voice and asked, "How much can you earn from this order?"

Ronan approached, his voice also lowered: "The contract stipulates that you can't say it." He was like a photographer attracted by beauty: "But if you ask, it doesn't matter, [-] dollars."

"Look, this is the gap. I only have $5000." Carolina shrugged, "I earn a month, not as much as you."

Ronan continued to babble: "I'm also highly invested. Do you know how much I spent practicing photography since I was a child?"

To be exact, it cost a life.

No, it's the life of a vampire.

He asked: "I remember that you have subsidies when you leave the army?"

Carolina said: "How can that amount of money be enough for a woman in the fashion industry?"

Ronan nodded: "Are you short of money?"

Carolina was recruited by the Special Affairs Bureau precisely because of money: "Models eat youth food, I can see it very clearly, if I don't please some people, if I don't go to some fashion parties, I won't be a famous model, maybe I will live a few years later." For [-], I couldn't make $[-] a month."

Ronan heard that Ping Qi had said a lot about the fashion industry, and that the model industry was more chaotic than the Hollywood entertainment industry.

He could only say: "This kind of thing also depends on the opportunity. If you meet a good opportunity, you may stand out."

Carolina shook her head: "Maybe there is such a one-in-a-million chance, but the goddess of luck may not favor me. I participated in the Victoria's Secret selection last year and was eliminated in the first round."

Ronan was surprised: "Your conditions are very good! Carolina, I don't mean anything else. It's just a professional discussion. Your figure is good and the standard of steps is the top among the models I have ever seen."

Carolina said: "You know too little about this circle. These are the basic conditions for success, but not the key. Let's put it this way, I was eliminated because I refused the interviewer to measure my body by hand."

Ronan acted very gossip: "I've heard people talk about it."

Carolina lowered her voice: "It's an open secret that Victoria's Secret's male executives touch the private parts of the interview models. Letting the models go to their residences to hold parties is just the most basic condition for getting admission tickets."

The two chatted about gossip in the fashion circle, then returned to the third floor to prepare for tomorrow's work.

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Chapter 172 Red Balloons, Poisoning, and Zombie Riots (7000)

Fashion changes rapidly, only style lasts forever.

In the abandoned factory in Park Town, Ronan used the professionalism of a photographer to photograph models who seemed to be struggling in the doomsday.

Two punk-style female models, in front of the rusty heavy locomotive, in the collapsed and decayed workshop, in the barren weeds, pose in various styles, matching the doomsday punk fashion style requested by Ronan and Qi Qi.

Ronan is very serious about his work, which is also Duke's personality. He usually laughs, picks up girls and spanks, and devotes himself fully to his work.

If you can enter Washington with a normal, relatively high-end career, it will undoubtedly be much more convenient for you to get in touch with political circles or get close to some political venues.

The bald eagle most often appears in high-level political activities in Washington.

The model went to change the look, and Ronan handed the camera to the temporary assistant and sat on the chair to rest.

"Ah! Ah-"

There were crows in the sky, and a big black bird landed on the crooked iron tower of the collapsed factory building.

Ronan took a look, and the stupid bird bomb finally followed.

He didn't see the raven yesterday, so he thought the stupid bird was lost.

"Look at this?" Ping Qibu picked up a piece of waste kraft paper and walked over with it.

The waste paper was torn and torn, and there were many holes in it due to the wind and rain. When Ronan saw the words on it, he wanted to come and read it, and found that it was a missing person notice many years ago.

Many handwritings are damaged, but they can be connected vaguely.

"Missing Person Notice: Looking for George Dunn, who disappeared on...a rainy night..."

No more can be seen.

Ronan returned it to Ping Qi, and said, "This piece of paper is at least ten years old." Just to be on the safe side, he turned on his Spirit Vision and glanced at it, but found nothing unusual: "Has a child been lost in this town?"

Ping Qi didn't take it seriously: "Every year, children go missing everywhere, and there are too many bear children now."

Suddenly, Katie's exclamation came!

Ping Qi was the person in charge, and ran over there immediately, shouting as he ran, "Bodyguards! Bodyguards!"

Ronan quickly followed.

Walking around the trailer at the entrance of the factory building, I saw Katie leaning against the side of the trailer, shivering.

Carolina hugged her shoulders, comforting her.

All three bodyguards in suits rushed over, and two of them also drew pistols.

Ronan looked around, and there was a burst red balloon skin on the grass more than ten meters away.

Ping Qi quickly asked: "What's going on?"

Katie shrank into a ball, lying on Carolina's shoulders, speechless for a while.

In the car when he arrived, Ping Qi had seen her quail-like courage, so he asked Carolina: "What happened?"

Carolina pointed to the red balloon skin and said, "Just now when the two of us came out, Katie walked in front, and a balloon floated by, and it suddenly exploded, making her scream!"

A bodyguard picked up the balloon skin.

The stylist took a look: "This is the balloon we brought."

Ronan took a closer look and found that there was a brand LOGO on the skin of the balloon, which was indeed brought by the shooting team.

Putting his hands on his hips, he looked around, "Who is so bored? Are you making jokes like this? This will affect your work!"

No one was talking around, and no one wanted to get into trouble at this time.

Ping Qi looked at Katie again, acted like an art director, and reprimanded directly: "It's just popping a balloon, how can you be so frightened? There is a limit to cowardice!"

"No! No!" Katie distinguished: "When I came out, there was no balloon, and suddenly it appeared..."

Ping Qi stared at her, and Katie dared not speak.

Ronan was looking around. This Katie was really as timid as a mouse. When she arrived, the car said Hollywood horror movies, and then she shivered in fright.