Women's clothing boss love plan

After finishing the devil's schedule, I immediately turned over and turned back into a salted fish.

Once the money is in place, the master quits.

Surprisingly, the photographer who picked me up sent a message inviting me to continue working with him when my contract ended and I left.

Judging from the length of the information, this picky householder in the world is very sincere. If he does not have ulterior motives and wants to develop a special transaction relationship with me, then he really feels that I am a good seedling. If he decides to cultivate well, he will be successful in the future. Next stop Talented Models.

I swiped the chat box up and down three times and finally came to a conclusion.

It is the former.

I can't blame me for this, after all, judging from his repeated scolding and verbal attacks on me in the past few days, even with ten layers of filters, it's hard to see that he actually has the intention of cherishing my talents.

After all, idiot, wood, no emotion, plastic dummy are more suitable than you... and so on, but it really doesn't seem like you can say it to a "potential future model".

So I insisted that he was plotting against me. After all, I have nothing else, and my appearance is barely worth it.

Facing the [-]-character-long retention, I replied politely and formally, "No".

Three minutes later, the photographer replied to me again.

A short essay of [-] words.

I am in awe.

This person who may have entered the wrong line of work and switched to writing will definitely be able to make a difference.

At least it is definitely more popular than Lai being a picky hedgehog in a photography position.

But when things got here, I began to believe that he really wanted to keep me.

As for those harsh demands and scolding.

Perhaps it can be explained by "beating is kissing and scolding is love".

After 18 years of my trash life, I was suddenly told—you are valuable.

For a split second, I felt overwhelmed and overwhelmed.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

I solemnly, gratefully, and very earnestly replied a word containing sincerity to the first man who regarded me as a treasure.

"No"

The photographer was silent. He probably had never seen such a ignorant newcomer model.

But as a persistent and sick professional photographer, he did not give up and asked one more question at the end.

"Can I ask why?"

The dry question seemed more insipid and pitiful than the previous long speech. I raised a trace of pity, and mercifully replied him with a whole sentence.

"In fact, my major is ballet, and I just want to earn some pocket money when I come out as a model."

Probably seeing that I finally took him seriously, the photographer was encouraged and replied in seconds.

"So you stopped being a model because the shooting schedule and practice time conflicted?"

I looked at my phone and thought that this guy would make excuses.

Lenovo ability is good.

It's better to be a novelist.

But I decided to break his nonsense.

"No." I replied ruthlessly, "It's just because I've earned enough money and I'm too lazy to shoot."

The photographer never got back to me.

He probably blocked me.

At the same time, it blocked a materialistic world.

It is a very happy thing to let the photographer who made things difficult for me a few days ago feel embarrassed.

Although this pleasure is somewhat sinful.

But I still enjoy it safely.

I lay in bed, counting the money that had arrived in the past few weeks, figuring out how to squander it all.

Although at the speed at which I spend money, in two days it is estimated that I will be thrown into abject poverty again and return to wandering in various photo studios.

But I am a person who is expensive because of my short-sightedness.

If you can get through today safely, you must not think about tomorrow.

Of course, when I spoke out loudly, I didn't expect that I would not be able to spend today safely.

My miserable experience has proved a truth.

Crow, it's better not to speak.

Live your life in silence.

The morning was still very stable, I lay on the bed, motionless as if paralyzed, enjoying this happy time of doing nothing.

It wasn't until twelve o'clock that I made the first action in three hours-turning over and ordering takeaway.

Five minutes after placing the order, the phone rang.

I was amazed that the efficiency of food delivery is so high now, and I felt that it is not easy for all walks of life, so I connected the phone.

The other end of the phone was not the little brother who raced to 150 yards, but Zhong Linyun.

When I connected to the phone, there was no voice on the other end, only the sound of uneven breathing resembling vigorous exercise.

I was taken aback, sat up straight, and asked, "Zhong Linyun?"

"It's me." Zhong Linyun's voice was as unstable as rapid breathing.

"How do you..."

"Go and lock the door, take a wardrobe or something, and block it." Zhong Linyun interrupted my words.

"No, what happened." I was stunned, "I just ordered takeaway, it hasn't arrived yet, how can I get it when the door is blocked... and there is no sofa in this house, there are only two in the living room broken chair..."

"Then block it with a chair, and press some other heavy objects." Zhong Linyun said in a deep voice, "Go."

I was still in a daze, but Zhong Linyun's stern tone made me feel a subtle danger, so I got off the bed, ran to the door with my slippers on, locked the door, dragged two chairs, folded them and placed them across the door.

I went back to the room and wanted to pull the wardrobe over, but after a long time of pulling it with all my strength, I could only drag the big thing to the ground with a few tiny drag marks.

So I gave up, picked up the phone that was always on the phone, and reported honestly to the inside.

"I locked the door and blocked the chair... What happened...?"

"Not enough." Zhong Linyun said firmly, "Take some more."

"I can't move it," I said, "it's too heavy."

Zhong Linyun's breathing became much smoother. Although he was still a little panting, it had eased a lot compared to the initial intensity.

"You open the second shelf of the cupboard," he said.

I went to the derailment, opened it, and there were many books in it, and a small dark brown square was stuffed in the corner. "

"Did you see a small piece of wood?" Zhong Linyun asked.

"I see." I replied.

"Remember what I said before?" Zhong Linyun said, "Put it under the door and remember to keep it close to the hinge."

I hummed, picked up the small wooden block, and went back to the door.

The block is cleverly shaped and sized, maybe a few millimeters thicker than the door gap.

At first the block got stuck on the edge and the dead piston wouldn't go in.

Grinning my teeth and exerting all my strength, I thought for a while that I had found the wrong piece of wood.

The wooden block finally went in, and I took two steps back, leaning on my waist and looking at my "masterpiece".

"It's done." I said.

"Okay." Zhong Linyun's breath had completely calmed down, and he said, "Don't open the door for anyone coming later."

"But I ordered takeaway..." In the middle of speaking, I realized that I had misplaced my focus, so I hurriedly asked again, "What happened?"

"It's nothing..." Zhong Linyun said, "You will be fine after closing the door..."

He was slurring his words, obviously hiding the truth.

I didn't know what to do, so I guessed on my own.

"Is it some enemy of yours who wants to come to the door? Is it because you cheated on the boss of the next street and came to find a place, or did you hit someone's younger brother and the boss quit and came to take revenge..."

"Neither." Zhong Linyun's tone showed a hint of helplessness, "Just close the door...I'll be right back."

"Wait, why are you back?" I was dumbfounded, "Dude, if you really cause trouble and people come after you, you're calling yourself a trap."

Zhong Linyun didn't answer, and the panting on the other end of the phone became louder again.

I guess he started running again.

I was in a hurry, and I jumped out at the same speed as popping beans.

"No, I said, there's really no need for you to come back. If I don't open the door, people won't be able to come in... Besides, if people have no grievances with me, they won't do anything to me...Don't come back."

But no matter what I say, Zhong Linyun's attitude is very firm.

He finally said, "I'll be back soon." and hung up the phone.

Call back again, the phone will not work.

I'm at a loss.I could only walk around the door in a hurry, and accidentally kicked the chair at the door, which made me swear by the pain.

Although dissatisfied with Zhong Linyun's attitude of refusing to discuss, I did listen to what he said.

Half an hour later, the delivery boy came, and he yelled four or five times at the door, but I didn't even open the door, I just told him to leave at the top of my voice.

The takeaway boy is very professional, and he persisted in asking me repeatedly when he encountered such a strange thing like me.

"Really don't want it?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"I really left."

I chatted with him at the top of my voice in the door, and finally blasted away this great god.

After another half an hour, Zhong Linyun still hadn't come back.

I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, and I hesitated whether to dismantle the defense work, ran out to avoid it, and stopped Zhong Linyun on the way, lest he resolutely run back to give the head.

When I was moving the first chair, there was the sound of messy footsteps downstairs.

I was so scared that I loosened my hand and threw the chair back to its original position.

Those footsteps were chaotic and disorderly. I took two steps back and counted silently.

1、2、3、4、5、6……不对，没有6。

Five people, I judge.

From the footsteps, the weight is not light.

It's 160 to say the least.

Step by step, and finally stopped.

In front of the house where I am.

I silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hesitating whether to look out the cat's eyes or not.

Gathering up my courage, I stepped forward.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and I jumped up in fright, and took three steps back before stopping.

My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, like drumsticks beating the drumhead non-stop.

The knocking on the door was neither fast nor slow, very regular.

Also very annoying.

It's like the ghost's footsteps in a horror movie, and it's like the countdown to life notified by the god of death.

I stood 8000 meters away from the door, and I didn't dare to breathe out.

Just pretend there's no one there and walk away.

I prayed secretly in my heart.

Don't run into Zhong Linyun when you go back, just leave smoothly.

However, God does not hear the prayers of unlucky children.

"Is that kid living here?" I heard a person outside the door say.

"Brother He said this, damn it, let this kid run away last time, let's see where he hides this time." Another person spat and said harshly.

"Stop talking nonsense." The third person said in a cold voice, "Hurry up and open the door."

My heart raised my throat, and I took two steps back.

Don't panic, I comfort myself, I can't get in.

Not to mention that I stuck the door, just say this lock, they won't be able to open it...

The comfort in my heart stopped abruptly, and the smile froze on my face.

With the sound of the key being inserted into the lock.