Counterattack 1988

Chapter 1337 Model Contest
The New York Modeling Contest is open to models from all over the world and is held at the Manhattan Hotel.

The competition is divided into three rounds, which are preliminary round, semi-final round and final round.

After the finals, awards will be given to the top eight contestants according to their scores.

Bai Lan represents Aishiu Group and is also the only representative sent by my country to participate in the competition.

The domestic model business has flourished, but it is full of chaos. There are not many professional models who can truly meet international standards, and even fewer can go abroad.

If you want to become a supermodel, the conditions are very harsh. From a subjective point of view, there are strict requirements on the height, body shape and posture of the model.

If you look at it from an objective point of view, you must get the support and recognition of a famous brand, or be on the cover of a large well-known magazine, and be eligible to participate in fashion celebrity events, etc.

As a leader in the forefront of fashion, supermodels have a fashionable, noble and elegant atmosphere in every gesture.

Strictly speaking, until 1994, there had not been a real supermodel in China.

In Wang Lin's impression, the first domestic supermodel will not appear until after 2000.

Wang Lin's strong rise in the textile industry, I wonder if he can create the first supermodel in advance?
Wang Lin knew Bai Lan's strength, and he had also witnessed Bai Lan's growth.

Since joining the Aixiu Group, Bai Lan has devoted herself wholeheartedly to her work, rigorous training, and serious study. Except for participating in activities, she spends the rest of her time on the training ground. She has lived an isolated life. She has never been in love. I seldom come back.

At Aixiu Fashion Week, on behalf of the company, Bai Lan led the model team to win countless applause and brought tens of billions of orders to the company.

Aixiu Group also has its own modeling competition.

This kind of competition does not reach the world influence, or the influence is not enough. It is more used to select excellent models for the company.

When the competition was officially held, Bai Lan was already the leader of the Aixiu model team. She had never participated in a competition, and she did not have any championship titles on her head.

The requirements for models in the entertainment industry are very strict. There must be a relatively uniform standard for the height and measurement ratio of the models; well-proportioned body, good overall sense, and good image temperament. The golden age of female models is around 25 years old.

Bai Lan was a little girl when she first joined the job, but after two years of training, she has grown up slowly. These few years can be said to be the best age of her career.

Modeling is a job for young people. By the age of 30, most people will change their careers. Even if they don't change their careers, the path will be narrow. Rising stars are like a tide, and they will soon be submerged.

For Bai Lan, this trip to New York is an excellent opportunity. Whether she can stand out and reach the top in this field depends on the final result of this event.

In the Manhattan Hotel, Bai Lan was getting ready backstage, with only one assistant younger than her by her side.

She had already changed into the fashion for the catwalk, and she didn't dare to sit down, for fear that the clothes would be creased.

There were various voices beside her, and female models of various skin colors from all over the world were busy.

Don't look at these women's glamor on stage, but they have different personalities in the background, some have loud voices, and some have violent personalities.

There is a black girl model who is well-known in the industry. She has a very hot temper. She is dissatisfied with the makeup artist for a while, and dislikes the assistant for being too slow.

A white girl told her a few words, telling the black girl not to beat and scold the assistant, but the black girl targeted her,

Although it wasn't a real competition, just to get familiar with the venue, Bai Lan was still a little nervous.

As long as she steps onto the stage, every step is an opportunity for her to show herself and her brand to the world.

Because there are many reporters at the scene, they will record these tidbits and publish them on tomorrow's media.

At this time, Wang Lin and others appeared at the door of the stage.

Since it is not an official competition, there is freedom to enter and exit here.

"President Wang!" Bai Lan shouted happily, waving her arms at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin smiled slightly, walked up to her, and asked, "How is it?"

"Mr. Wang, I'm about to take the stage."

"Well, it's just a rehearsal, don't be too nervous."

"Mr. Wang, this is the first time I have stepped onto the stage of an international modeling competition. Although this is just a preview, the stage is the big stage, so I am still a little nervous."

"I believe you can take this show well. Don't have any psychological pressure. This is our first attempt, and it doesn't matter which game we stop at. Take it easy and treat it as a trip."

"Okay, Mr. Wang, I will work hard."

"Come on!" Wang Lin patted her hand.

Zhou Jun smiled from ear to ear, the backstage is full of beauties!All of them are tall, and women who are [-] meters tall are considered short here, which is not enough for them at all. There are a lot of women who are [-] meters and [-] meters tall. Coupled with the blessing of high heels, those foreign girls really look Tall and big.

It's Bai Lan's turn to play!
She was assigned to Group G. A group of ten people played in a single file. They only had ten minutes, which was enough for two rounds.

Wang Lin walked out of the backstage and watched from under the big catwalk outside.

Zhou Jun followed, rubbed his chin and smiled, "Wang Lin, all the women here are here, and any one of them is super beautiful!"

Wang Lindao: "Brother Jun, would you like to exchange one of the models here for my cousin?"

Zhou Jun let out an ah, shaking his head like a rattle: "Then I don't want to! These women can play around, marry home and be their wives? Then I can't afford it!"

Wang Lin laughed and said, "Then what if you can afford it?"

Zhou Jun chuckled and said, "Then I won't change, I still like Miss Ni! But, Wang Lin, you can think about it, these women are really picked out of thousands."

Wang Lindao: "If Congee Congee finds out what you said, she will be the first to spare you."

Zhou Jun said: "What are you afraid of! We are just talking and playing outside."

Ten participating models appeared one after another, and they all regarded this rehearsal as a formal competition, showing their style and level.

Wang Lin crossed his arms and looked at the beautiful women on the stage with scrutiny.

He is observing and analyzing these models.

"Brother Jun, what do you think of these models?" Wang Lin asked.

Zhou Jun was watching intently, and replied without moving his eyes when he heard that, "All of them have long legs, and mine and the others' legs are at least one meter long."

Wang Lin laughed and said, "I'm asking you, how is their show performance?"

Zhou Jun said: "How can I tell if they are good or bad? I only know whether they are pretty, fierce or not, and whether their legs are long or not."

"..."

Bai Lan amazed Wang Lin as soon as she appeared on the stage. Her confident expression on the stage was truly breathtaking.

Zhou Jun smiled and said, "Wang Lin, this Bai Lan is really good, and she is not inferior to a bunch of foreign models!"

Wang Lin hummed.

Bai Lan's catwalk is indeed impeccable.

However, the results of the competition are mainly judged by the judges.

The next competition depends on whether Bai Lan can win the favor of the judges.

After the show, Bai Lan came off the stage, changed her clothes and came to see Wang Lin.

"President Wang, how am I going?" Bai Lan asked anxiously.

"Not bad!" Wang Lin said, "As long as you maintain a normal mind and play at a normal level, you will definitely win."

Bai Lan nodded heavily: "Thank you, Mr. Wang! I know you have found a lot of connections before you let me come here."

Indeed, when he heard the news of the model contest at the Canton Fair, the middleman wanted to charge a huge commission!Later, Wang Lin found out about Sophie's relationship, and only then found out that there was no charge for registration in the New York Model Contest.

"Rest well and prepare for tomorrow's preliminary competition." Wang Lin said, "Let's go!"

"President Wang!" Bai Lan grabbed Wang Lin's hand.

"Is there anything else?" Wang Lin asked.

"Sit in my room for a while?" Bai Lan asked shyly.

Wang Lin waved his hands and smiled, "No, we're leaving. Go and rest!"

After finishing speaking, he, Zhou Jun and Uncle Zhong turned and left.

When I came to the street, I saw the lights were dazzling, and the nightlife in New York had just begun.

Times Square was originally a place where unscrupulous women gathered. Recently, it was undergoing centralized rectification, and those women ran to the Manhattan Hotel to do business.

At this moment, the night is deep, and it is time for all kinds of night trading to appear.

Wang Lin and his three big men naturally became the prey of the women.

At the entrance of a dark alley on the side of the street, a beautiful woman in cool clothes and bright lipstick and rouge protruded. She hooked her fingers at Wang Lin and the others, and gently stroked her beautiful legs in stockings with one hand.

Zhou Jun swallowed and said, "Wang Lin, this woman is calling you."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Nonsense, she is clearly calling you to come over."

Zhou Jun said: "Then what is she calling me for?"

Wang Lindao: "Ask the question knowingly! Can't you see what she does?"

Zhou Jun chuckled and said, "I dare not go."

"Are you afraid to go? Or don't you want to go?"

"Don't dare, ah, I don't want to! I don't have such an idea!"

"Hahaha!"

"Wang Lin, there is a bar over there, let's have a look?"

"Brother Jun, your heart is restless!"

"Hey! It's hard to come to New York, and you must experience these capitalist nightlife?"

Wang Lin murmured, "These bars are no different than domestic bars. There are people selling everything. Of course, it's okay to go and sit for a while."

When Zhou Jun heard this, he immediately pushed him: "Come on, let's go have a drink."

The streets of New York are far messier than imagined.

For example, with so many taxes, roads are built every day, but the repairs can never be completed.Although this is the case in the entire United States, New York is even more outrageous. The good road is half blocked by people with a baffle, and a big hole has been dug inside, and no one is repairing it.

The smell of New York is different from what I imagined. It is not the stench of garbage, but the smell of a pile of miscellaneous things.Every time you cross a street, there is a different smell, and you never know what the next street will smell like.

Because it is night, there are fewer pedestrians, and you can see piles of garbage.

There is a steam pipe at the street corner, and I don't know what it is for. The white steam is billowing out, and the smell is a bit choking.

Next to the closed shop on the street, there was a smell of urine, and the sour smell of vomit from drunk paint in the middle of the night.

There was a ragged homeless man next to the bar, surrounded by piles of black plastic bags, emitting a bad smell.

On the manhole cover near the street, a drunk woman was sitting, shaking her head and talking wildly, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

Wang Lin held his breath and passed quickly.

In stark contrast to the dirty outside is the magnificence inside the bar.

It was not yet midnight, and there were not many people in the bar, but there were quite a few people sitting there.

Wang Lin and the others found a random place to sit down and ordered two bottles of beer.

There is a stage in the middle of the bar, on which there are several dancers performing, and the show is exactly what Zhou Jun wants to watch.

The dancers slowly took off their only coats, revealing their proud figures little by little, twisting their bodies around a steel pipe.

Wang Lin was not interested in these vulgar performances at all.

"Why is there no one dancing?" Zhou Jun asked puzzled, "I thought there should be chaos dancing in here!"

Wang Lindao: "New York has a ban on dancing."

"Dancing ban?" Zhou Jun laughed uncontrollably, "What the hell is this?"

Wang Lin laughed and said, "It's unbelievable, isn't it? The ban on dancing in the United States originated during the Prohibition period. People were explicitly prohibited from dancing in tens of thousands of bars, nightclubs, and restaurants in New York City. This ban has been in effect since 1926."

"No way? Really? This is not the same as the free country I imagined."

"Freedom? Freedom is relative. It is an activity within the scope of the law, which is called freedom. And who made the law?"

"This?"

"Looking back now, we were not allowed to dance before, is it understandable?"

"Yeah! Even a city like New York bans dancing! This really subverts my impression of a capitalist country."

Wang Lindao: "However, the ban on dancing is rarely enforced. The so-called ban on dancing is only relative. If you can get a license, you can dance according to the law. Like those public places that sell food, if you don't want to bear the risk of fines , You must obtain an indoor dancing license in accordance with the regulations. Many bars cannot get a license, but you must be able to dance.”

"But no one dances now?"

"There aren't many people now, if you wait a little later, you'll find out. Young people are having a carnival, who can control it?"

"I see!"

"The bar business in New York is very good. It's not the weekend. If it's the weekend, wouldn't it be even more unbelievable to have to queue up to play in the bar?"

"Why do foreigners like drinking wine so much?"

"Ha ha!"

The two chatted casually, sat for half an hour, and felt that there was nothing interesting, mainly to satisfy Zhou Jun's wish to come to a New York bar once.

After returning to the hotel, Wang Lin stood in the ascending elevator.

When the elevator passed the 28th floor, Wang Lin suddenly thought of what Xiaosi had said to him during the day.

He hesitated, should he go to her?
Xiaosi said she wanted me to help her have a baby?
How to understand this sentence?

Is it true to help her have a baby?
Or is it a euphemistic way to ask him out?
When men and women think about that, they will also say that I want to have a child with you to replace the relationship between men and women.

The elevator didn't stop on the 28th floor and went straight to the 35th floor.

Wang Lin stepped out of the elevator.

This night, he did not go to look for Xiaosi.

(End of this chapter)