Reborn Millennial Gamer

Chapter 78 Little girl, turn around
One model exam, the first subject is of course Chinese.

Since Lu Fei was waiting for the exam, he had noticed the subtlety of the atmosphere. The students in the corridor, if there were any eyes on him, were extremely complicated.

Even entering the examination room, before the examination started, there were still people staring at it, until the bell rang and the papers were handed out to do the questions.

In the quiet classroom, the sound of swishing pens, swishing of scrolls, and the sound of failing to turn the pen, all intermingled.

After choosing, judging, and filling in the blanks, as for reading comprehension, as long as you fill it in, you can get a little bit of points. Even if you really can’t understand it, just use a magic formula. set.

What I am most afraid of is not playing the cards according to the routine, popping out a "weird light in the fish's eye", and being blinded directly. Even the f*ck author can't understand. Zhou Shuren is a book writer. He understands the deep meaning of Lu Xun, a hammer !
emm, there are two trees in front of my house, one is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree...

I wrote like crazy, and when I reached the last big composition question, I was not interested, because I already knew the proposition of the college entrance examination composition, and I had written the manuscript in advance, and I even asked the old class Xie Ying to revise it. She was once a member of the marking team.

Of course, he mixed this part into a pile of essays, making others think that he was just going to the doctor in a hurry and betting on the topic indiscriminately.

"what."

Lu Fei shook his hand, looked through the entire test paper, and confirmed that there was no mistake in a single punctuation mark. After finishing all this, there was still half an hour left, so he decisively packed his things.

These days, mobile phones are still a rare thing, there is no "Internet +" for cheating in the examination room, and you can hand in the papers in advance.

Hand in the paper so soon?
The other candidates were surprised, envious and jealous. After passing the art test, they just need to have a hand in the culture class of the college entrance examination!
Lu Fei left the venue gracefully, ordered takeaway according to the appointment with Han Yu in advance, and then came to the school gate to wait quietly, but the phone kept ringing.

Xu Lei said: "Which date should we set for the book signing event of "The Legend of Wukong" at Peking University? At the end of March, or early April?"

"At the end of March." Lu Fei said, "How is the publicity arrangement going?"

"It has been linked online and offline, and there will be a book club before the book signing event. You, the 'Supreme Treasure', will meet today's 'Journey to the West'."

Xu Lei reminded: "You have to stimulate the atmosphere and prepare the manuscript."

"I'm good at this, what about the offline agent of "jay", what's the opinion of Beijing University?" Lu Fei asked.

"Of course they have a lot of opinions. They feel that there will be no market for this kind of unclear songs, and they are only willing to accept orders for the production of cassettes and CDs."

"I don't even want big cakes delivered to my door."

Lu Fei crossed out Jingda Audiovisual Publishing House in his mind, and the other candidates are Haidie, Taihe, Wheatfield... Xiying Audiovisual Publishing House...

In short, to distribute in China, you must get the version number.

After pondering for a while, the takeaway came, and he kept the bag, walked straight to the small park, and occupied the secluded pavilion first.

On the playground not far away, a group of junior high school students who are taking physical education classes are free to move around. The boys play basketball in three-on-three, passionate confrontation, while the girls play in twos and threes, jump rope, and step on the grid.

"Mimi, look, look, it's that senior!"

The girl with the ponytail pointed her finger. Yang Mi looked up, her eyes lit up instantly, and she corrected, "It's Lu Fei, Senior Lu."

"That's right, that's right, Lu Fei, it's been broadcast on the radio all the time, the one who got the first place in both China Opera and Nortel, really amazing."

"It goes without saying that the media have all come to interview him."

"..."

Chattering in the ears, Yang Mi was suddenly touched by a classmate with a ponytail, and said, "Mimi, are you bothering to send photos, why don't you ask the seniors to say hello."

She couldn't help being moved, but hesitated, "Senior seems to be waiting for someone. It's not good for me to go over and disturb you."

"Yo, this is still our 'Little Powerful'. Mimi, are you afraid that you dare not go alone?" The ponytail urged, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

As soon as Yang Mi was provoked, the Yanjing girl's good-natured temper immediately exploded, saying that she can do anything, but she can't be said to be cowardly.

She jerked the zipper of her school uniform and climbed up alone, but when she actually got to the front, she vaguely heard him seem to be chatting with someone about the script, which sounded very tall, and she was immediately in a dilemma.

"Editor-in-Chief Li, I want to find some of your company's graphic models to shoot commercials, yes, Gao Yuanyuan..."

Lu Fei noticed this little fox early on, and deliberately turned a blind eye to it, and hung up the phone and ignored it.

Yang Mi bit the bullet and said hello, "Senior, do you still know me?"

"I don't know, who are you?" Lu Fei said.

"..."

Yang Mi was speechless for a while, her eyes rolled quickly, "It's me, it's me, the school girl you rescued in the alley, Yang Mi from Class 3 ([-]) of junior high school, I wanted to thank you that day, but you already left... "

"I have the impression, I accept your thanks, is there anything else?"

Lu Fei's cold tone made Yang Mi both respectful and fearful. She hesitated and said that she wanted to send her photos to "Ruili" magazine to apply for a print model.

"Ruili"?
Lu Fei raised his eyebrows. He had worked part-time in his previous life. Although he was not qualified for the top four fashion magazines, he was well-known both at home and abroad.

In this era, the Internet is not so developed. Fashion, beauty, and clothing trends come from paper magazines. Being able to appear in this magazine is also a dream that domestic girls chase after at that time.

Like Yang Tianbao and Zhu Zhu are signed models, Qilixiang is the partner of cooperation this time, it is her.

After all, Gao Yuanyuan is also a "Ruili girl".

Yang Mi looked expectantly, "Senior, do you think I can be chosen?"

Lu Fei said, "Take off your school uniform."

Yang Mi shuddered, clutching her neckline with both hands, and suddenly became vigilant, "You, what are you doing?"

"You are such a square-faced chaihuo girl, I still don't like you." Lu Fei raised his legs, "Models pay attention to a face and figure, let me see your figure."

Yang Mi pouted, and took off her school uniform in aggrieved manner. She wore a pink sweater on her upper body. She held back her shame and held her head high.

What's interesting, a piece of A4 paper.

Lu Fei took a few glances, she looked like Xiao Dongxie in "The Legend of Condor Heroes" at this time, Nen Niu Wufang's face was still pure, more than enough to choose.

He pretended to be contemplative, "Turn around and let me have a look."

Yang Mi's whole body was stiff, but she took off her school uniform. Under his gaze, she swallowed her anger and turned 360 degrees to show off her figure.

Afterwards, Lu Fei was like a strange sorghum who abducted the lollipop in the little girl's hand, and with a few words, Yang Mi lowered the bottom line little by little.

After all, he is a third-level photographer. He is a professional in graphic photography. If he has a camera now, he might take a set of photos for Yang Mi. The standard is definitely not inferior to that of Mr. Chen.

"The sense of size and the sense of camera are not bad, and there is drama." Lu Fei was playing for fun, but he also taught some real things, "When you go to the interview, do as I said."

"Really, I really have something to do?!" Yang Mi was surprised and suspicious.

"Do you have any photos with you? Pick two for me. I happen to have a friend in Ruili." Lu Fei secretly calculated.

"Yes, yes!"

Yang Mi does not doubt that he is there, anyway, there is no loss in giving two photos, not to mention that Lu Fei is such a famous student in No. [-] Middle School, he is shameless, so is he still shameless?

She excitedly said: "Senior, in the future, I will also be admitted to art school, Chinese opera, and Nortel, senior, which school are you planning to go to?"

"Chinese opera." Lu Fei said.

"I'm just like the senior, I passed the drama exam." Yang Mi clenched her fists, her desire to win and ambition were written all over her face.

Lu Fei rubbed his chin, what's the matter, do you want to form a double disgrace with Tang Yan?
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Jingling, the bell rang and spread throughout the campus.

"Thank you Senior Lu!"

Yang Mi waved her hand and left, jumping up and down, just happened to bump into Han Yu who was running to eat, and the two passed each other.

"Hey, your face was so evil just now." Han Yu complained.

"Evil?"

The corners of Lu Fei's mouth turned up, he just had an interesting idea——

Yang Mi really got into a Chinese drama, so she simply gave her to Chang Li to train her, and she was not allowed to take dramas from freshman to junior, it was also for her own good, Jie Jie Jie~

"Zizi, it's even more evil than before."

Han Yu violently broke off the chopsticks, "A Fei, she's just a child, you're really punished, and there are more and more judges in her childhood."

"What are you thinking, I have a girlfriend, okay?"

Lu Fei unpacked the lunch box, "Even if there is no such thing as her, I don't like Chai Niu."

"Where is the firewood! Where is the firewood!!"

Yang Mi came home from school, dropped her schoolbag, unburdened her body, and stood in front of the mirror of the wardrobe regardless of the cold, subconsciously posing as a model engraved into her DNA.

"Where is my face, where is it!!"

He chattered endlessly, resentfully counting down Lu Fei's eyes.

After a while, Mother Yang shouted outside the house: "Mimi, your call is from some magazine."

Yang Mi was pleasantly surprised and immediately thought of "Ruili", but her photo hasn't been mailed yet?
In an instant, Lu Fei's face appeared in his mind, it was him, it must be him, besides him, he couldn't think of anyone else, the resentment towards him disappeared in the blink of an eye.

　Thank you Beiyu Yaowang for the 100 starting coins.

　　In the next chapter, Da Meiyuan will appear.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)