Xueba Queen's vest

Ye Wushuang and Ye Wenluo are well-known in Isabella.

However, no matter how everyone judges and discusses, the brothers and sisters are indifferent, they have to prepare for the big show in the near future.

In the early morning, Ye Wenluo went out to buy fabrics, and met Liang Enyang who was waiting under the tree.

Liang Enyang told Ye Wenluo the cause of the turmoil on the Internet.

"I didn't expect that post to become popular, and I didn't expect that some students would type your name...I'm sorry for what happened now."

If time could go back, he wouldn't post that post.

"It's okay, I know Teacher Liang didn't do it on purpose." Ye Wenluo's voice was gentle, without getting angry.

He knew Liang Enyang's personality and admired Liang Enyang's talent.

The two have irresolvable differences only on issues of principle.

"You go back to the show with me. When the time comes, I'll say that you are just impulsive and calm down the chaos." Liang Enyang suggested.

"No, the students are already preparing for the big show, and the models have been contacted." Ye Wenluo shook his head.

"Why are you so stubborn? Do you know that I'm not the only one who uses squint-eyed models? Everyone is using them. Every brand, every big show, does this." Liang Enyang emphasized his tone.

"Is it right for everyone to do this?" Ye Wenluo asked calmly.

He stood under the blue sky and white clouds, and the rising sun shone on his head and shoulders, making him look inexplicably dazzling.

Liang Enyang under the tree narrowed his eyes physiologically: "Perhaps everyone really just thinks that such a Xia Guo model can better complement their brand. Don't be so sensitive."

"It's not that I'm too sensitive, it's that you are already numb, Teacher Liang." Ye Wenluo's tone was as gentle as his name.

It's just that in this gentleness, there is a backbone that is hard to break.

"Even if you hold a show with the model you want, so what? Their market will not recognize you, and you have no right to speak." Liang Enyang shook his head.

Ye Wenluo smiled, his eyes were fiery:

"There are 76 billion people in the world. Excluding the Xia Kingdom, there are still 62 billion living people. I don't believe that none of these 62 billion eyes can see the beauty of my compatriots in the Xia Kingdom, and the beauty of Chinese clothes!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Wenluo left with a decisive look behind her.

After buying something, he registered an account on the external network and publicly released a comment.

[Ye Wenluo]: Hello everyone, I am Ye Wenluo, a student of the Isabella Fashion Design Institute who refuses to use squinting models. I will hold a catwalk in seven days. Welcome everyone.

His voice naturally aroused heated discussions among the audience.

"The deity has appeared!"

"We didn't expect anything from your big show, boy."

"You should look in the mirror. If you can't afford it, I can send you one. Please private message me your address."

"You shouldn't reject the looks of your fellow countrymen, it's cheap."

There were also a very small number of people who expressed their expectations and sent private messages to encourage Ye Wenluo, saying that the fashion industry really shouldn't deliberately use Xia Guo's model with squinting eyes.

in the afternoon.

Jian Jiaoyang, Meng Yunjing, Duan Mujing, Jin Mingyue and other students from the University of Finance and Economics gathered in the hotel outside Isabella University.

evening.

Hua Rong, Xu Tianming, and the FIRE girl group arrived one after another.

night.

People from the Phoenix Dance Troupe and Ye Wushuang's friends in the entertainment industry were all present.

Eldest brother Ye Weilou and fifth brother Ye Xingjian also came.

Seeing Ye Weilou, Huarong's expression changed drastically, and she pulled Ye Wushuang aside: "Miss Ye, why didn't you tell me that your eldest brother is coming?"

If she knew that Ye Weilou was coming, she would definitely not join in the fun!

Ye Wushuang was silent for a moment, then replied lightly: "You didn't ask me this question either."

Hua Rong thought about it too, and slapped her forehead with a headache, regretting her mistakes.

"Miss Hua, do you like my elder brother?" Ye Wushuang asked.

Before, she felt that Huarong's circle of friends was a little subtle, but now seeing Huarong's reaction, it is very likely that Huarong likes eldest brother.

"Like that old man? How is it possible, I'm not blind!" Huarong replied quickly:

"Little Fresh Meat is the eternal pursuit. They are young, energetic, and they speak nicely. I like them so much!"

After saying that, Hua Rong turned around with a smile.

Then he saw the dignified and mature Ye Weilou in a suit with a dark complexion.

Ye Weilou sneered: "I also think young girls are cuter, more innocent, more reserved, they won't engage in messy jobs, let alone touch messy men."

Huarong's smiling face froze, the pain in her eyes flashed away, and she continued to smile heartlessly: "Heroes see the same thing, Mr. Ye, remember to call me when you have the best fresh meat, and I will never forget if I have a good sister." you."

"For a person like you, there is a good sister by your side?" Ye Weilou narrowed his eyes, his tone suspicious.

Huarong: "..."

What the hell... If I can't beat you, I have to give you at least two punches!

"Sweetheart." A young and handsome white-skinned man walked outside the door: "Do you want to go out for dinner?"

"Okay." Huarong walked towards the door, and when she passed by Ye Weilou, she paused:

"It suddenly occurred to me that Mr. Ye didn't need to call me when he saw the best fresh meat, because I——

Body, edge, many, gain, is. "

With her chin held high, Huarong hummed a little tune and left.

Ye Weilou's face turned even darker.

"Brother, do you like Miss Hua?" Ye Wushuang said calmly.

The eldest brother is not someone who is free to quarrel with women.

"I don't like it." Ye Weilou refused straight away, and walked into his hotel room to rest with a charcoal-like face.

Ye Xingjian scratched the back of her head, said a few words to Ye Wushuang briefly, and went back to her room to sleep.

After settling everyone down, Ye Wushuang returned to the apartment.

An hour later, Zhou Baiyan came back from outside the school: "The venue for the big show has been booked, fourth brother, what style do you want the venue to be? After confirming the style, I will let someone take the catwalk."

"This kind." Ye Wenluo handed over the paper draft prepared in advance to Zhou Baiyan, with grateful eyes: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble." Zhou Baiyan smiled harmlessly.

Mo Yu is a rough guy, doesn't understand fashion, and has few contacts in country M, so he acts as a coolie, responsible for moving things up and down and running errands.

The next day.

Jian Jiaoyang and the others ate the buffet breakfast at the hotel and rushed to the show venue.

The runway is still under construction, but the dressing room and changing room can be used normally. Mo Yu drove the clothes and accessories there in advance.

As soon as Jian Jiaoyang and the others arrived, they saw Ye Wushuang, Ye Wenluo, Zhou Baiyan, and Mo Yu standing inside, waiting for their arrival.

"Thank you all for traveling so far and coming to country M to help me with the catwalk. Time is running out, so let me choose clothes for you first. Tell me if the size is not suitable, and I will modify it."

Ye Wenluo chose matching clothes and accessories according to everyone's temperament and appearance.

Seven days later, the layout of the catwalk show was completed.

Everyone's costumes and makeup have been confirmed, and they have been rehearsed several times in advance to ensure that there will be no mistakes.

Now, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

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