Entertainment Food Service Ch. 230
When Mo Shaoqing came back from Beranger's studio, he slumped on the sofa exhausted.
Rui Sha had just finished making a phone call in China, and when she came back to the room, she saw Mo Shaoqing taking a rest, and excitedly ran over to sit down, "How is it, did Mr. Yun say anything? Does he really appreciate you?"
"Hm, that's it." Mo Shaoqing replied weakly.
"What it means that's it? Get up and make it clear."
Mo Shaoqing answered indiscriminately, "Just to ask about my family situation..."
Speaking of family, he immediately thought of Ruirui, that soft little guy, wonder what he's doing now? It's said that the mother was worried when the son was thousands of miles away, but when it came to him, it's the father who traveled thousands of miles and worried about his son.
"Family situation? Hey, be serious." Rui Sha pulled Mo Shaoqing up from the sofa.
"You are my first artist on the international stage. Thanks to you, it is the first time I have seen such a big-name designer, so I am really special."
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you!" Mo Shaoqing raised his hands in surrender, "Mr. Yun just told me about some things about going on the catwalk, as well as new design inspiration..."
Rui Sha's eyes lit up, "Really? Then did he say that he wants you to be his professional model in the future?"
Of course not! Mo Shaoqing said to himself, he really didn't tell me anything, and you still didn't believe it.
"Uh... that's not true, don't forget, I still have scars on my stomach, so I'm not really suitable for being a model."
"Oh." Rui Sha slapped her head, "Look at me, I want you to become an international superstar and I want to go crazy, but I forgot about your stomach. I only think about your future, and I think you are tall enough, the figure is also good, but I forgot about this."
"It's okay, I know you're doing it for my own good." Mo Shaoqing smiled nonchalantly.
"It's good for you to understand. After all, you don't have many works now, and awards are nothing. If you can receive invitations from big luxury brands, you can go further in China. Even step into the front line."
After finally get rid of the nagging Rui Sha away, Mo Shaoqing turned on the computer and planned to have a video call with Ruirui and Ling Senhao from China.
But found an anonymous message in the phone.
Open your mailbox.
Mail? What the hell? Mo Shaoqing immediately looked up the phone number and found that it was a local phone number in F Country, but the message was sent in Chinese characters.
But Mo Shaoqing opened all the mailboxes uncontrollably, and finally found an anonymous email in a rarely used mailbox.
This was a very long text email. After reading it, Mo Shaoqing was completely panicked. He first copied all the above words verbatim, and then deleted the email permanently according to what was said at the end of the article.
He figured he already knew who the sender was.
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Because of this email, Mo Shaoqing didn't sleep well last night, and came to the dressing room the next day with a pair of giant panda eyes.
"Ouch~ Baby Shaoqing, why did you make yourself like this?" Makeup artist Amy exaggerated, her eyes widened even under the already exaggerated eyeliner.
"I'm fine, it's not because of jet lag."
"Didn't sleep well? Is it the hotel?" Yun Qing had been waiting for Mo Shaoqing for a while, and he also didn't sleep well last night, so he came to the dressing room early this morning.
"No, Mr. Yun, when shall we start?"
Yun Qing frowned, he didn't like the way his son didn't take his body seriously, but he changed his mouth to, "Your state..."
"Thank you for your concern, but I'm fine. After putting on my makeup, I'll go to the runway with you to have a look." Although Mo Shaoqing was eager to fly across the country at the moment, he also valued this job opportunity very much.
A few days ago, the much-anticipated spring and summer P City International Fashion Week opened.
Next, there would be one show after another in P City, and countless fashion lovers, big-name stars, and media reporters would gather in this international metropolis from all over the world.
Then get in front of the camera and lay the groundwork for apparel sponsorships for the year ahead.
Unlike celebrity buyers who wandered around major shows purely to watch shows, Mo Shaoqing took on a difficult task.
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After Mo Shaoqing put on his makeup, he followed Yunqing to the booth set up by Berangere.
At this time, there were already many male models in the backstage who were putting on makeup and preparing to go on stage. Seeing Yun Qing's arrival, they all greeted him respectfully.
It was the first time that Mo Shaoqing realized the status of Yun Qing, a Chinese, in this fashion circle.
As soon as the two left, the male models who had just gone their separate ways immediately united and came together.
A male model asked enthusiastically, "Who is that man?"
"Is he new here? He don't look very good!"
"Heh, it's just a yellow-skinned pig, a Chinese!" A male model sneered.
"Julian, do you know who he is?"
"A little star who came out of nowhere!" The man named Julian straightened his clothes.
"That's enough, Julian, stop talking, I heard that Mr. Yun and Mr. Berenger value him very much!" Someone tried to ease the atmosphere, but it was useless.
Another male model disdainfully said, "Why? Is he going to walk the catwalk with us?"
"I think it might be Mr. Yun's little lover~"
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