Rebirth of Rong Shao

"If you can put your thoughts on Su Zhen to what you should do now, you won't be so at a loss."

After changing his impatience or even anger, An Kaiwen's voice calmed down.

As if a certain mood had been exposed, Rong Fei's muscles tightened for a while, and the anxiety gradually calmed down.

"I will be like this, it has nothing to do with Su Zhen. I think... I'm just not suitable to be a model at all. For me, playing a certain role is a tangible thing. But to be a walker. A hanger to display a certain piece of clothing is as unimaginable to me as walking on the moon." Rong Fei sneered, "The actor is to imitate a certain role, but on the runway I cannot imitate you or Su Zhen, I do not know what to do."

The slightly cool fingers stretched out, not crossing Rong Fei's face, An Kaiwen sighed slightly, "Are you really the only egoist Rong Daxiao from the past?"

"I'm not." Rong Fei shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"Yes, I don’t look like you. But to me, it doesn’t matter who you are. All I care about is that when I walk on the runway and show the theme of "Day and Night", I can be a'sunlight' Do you find feeling in your "dark night"?"

"I can't be as perfect as you. I know the standard when a male model walks the show, that is, every time a reporter flashes a flashlight, it leaves a perfect moment. That kind of care makes me tired..."

"Rong Fei, true perfection is never those so-called movements or eyes." An Kaiwen pointed his finger on Rong Fei's chest. "It's whether you have the heart to pursue perfection. There is nothing in this world that is absolutely perfect." , Including the flawless Su Zhen on the screen. So you don’t need to deliberately pursue it. I blame you because I can’t feel your state of mind in your steps. Every show is for me A kind of enjoyment. If you can't learn to be as easy as a fish in the eyes of others, then you can't step on the perfection in the hearts of those audiences."

Rong Fei understood something, but he didn't fully understand.

"Close your eyes and stop looking at those mirrors. Imagine the way you walk by yourself." An Kaiwen stretched out his hand and gently covered Rong Fei's eyes.

Taking a breath, Rong Fei slowly relaxed.

"Everything just now was my fault. I shouldn't blame you. I was too eager for quick success and quick profit to guide you."

Rong Fei was slightly surprised by An Kaiwen's words. He never thought that arrogant such as An Kaiwen would sometimes apologize to others.

"I'm right by your side, don't deliberately step on the rhythm of the music. Think of the music playing on the T stage as a river, and you are a leaf down the river."

"Hmm..." Rong Fei responded softly.

"Okay, open your eyes now."

Under An Kaiwen's guidance, everything became natural for Rong Fei.

"Don't care about yourself in the mirror, and don't take too seriously the people looking at you in the audience. Remember, you are the creator of all this, and their eyes can only follow."

An Kaiwen took the first step confidently, and Rong Fei also walked out side by side with him.

Those annoying rhythms seemed to be stepped on, and the stiffness of Rong Fei's hands and feet gradually disappeared.

"You are the dark night, Rong Fei. What kind of dark night do you want to express?" An Kaiwen asked in a calm tone as he walked.

The night I want to show...

Su Zhen from last night appeared in front of Rong Fei's eyes. He stood in the dimly lit place and looked back at himself.

The night is flowing in his eyes, the tips of his hair are entwined with the night wind, and the opening and closing of his lips and teeth are like the phrase "Let me fall in love with you..."

Rong Fei walked over.

The moment An Kaiwen on the side turned his eyes, a trace of surprise flashed across his pupils.

He and Rong Fei walked to the forefront of the runway, and the two turned and walked away. When they returned to the original point, the beat of the music continued.

Rong Fei looked at An Kaiwen beside him, "That... how was it just now?"

An Kaiwen shook his head, "Compared to those first-class models, it's far behind."

Rong Fei didn't think he was hit, after all, this was an expected evaluation.

"But you have more potential than Andrea Pepo, who swept Milan Fashion Week last issue." An Kaiwen's lips raised, a rare compliment.

"Andre Pepo? Who is that?" Rong Fei asked with his eyes wide open.

Ann Kaiwenton was there, then rolled his eyes fiercely, "If you don't know, let's just keep practicing!"

The vicious An Kaiwen is back.

The whole morning training was over. Although he was a little tired, Rong Fei felt a small sense of excitement deep in his heart. Especially when An Kaiwen flipped through a fashion magazine and unconsciously raised a little bit of Rong Fei's show strength during the catwalk, Rong Fei could feel that the other party was teaching himself seriously.

When Rong Fei sat hungry at the lunch table, he couldn't help being stunned. An Kaiwen was in front of Rong Fei's nauseous toasted yellow oat bread and a cup of skimmed milk.

But what Rong Fei is in front of is the steak that has just been fried. The taste of the soup and black pepper sauce blends together, which is appetizing. The spaghetti on the side of the steak looks very elastic, the tomato juice penetrates into the noodles symmetrically, and a few small tomatoes are dotted on it, which is even better than the photos of the western restaurant.

Originally, Rong Fei thought he was going to eat these toasted breads like An Kaiwen, but he didn't expect that the other party would even cook a big meal for himself.

Picking up the bread comfortably, An Kaiwen looked at Rong Fei amusedly, "Why? Don't eat it yet? Or do you like my one better?"

Rong Fei immediately thought of the cheating oatmeal cookies, "No need! Steak is more suitable for me!"

"Indeed, you have to eat more. Go to the fitness center in the afternoon." An Kaiwen said coolly.

"Huh? Why?"

An Kaiwen raised his chin. "There are also many male models in the fashion industry who follow the neutral style, but obviously you can't walk the neutral style. But you don't have enough male aura, you don't think you should add Nutrition and then build a muscle that is not exaggerated but can make you more masculine?"

This evaluation made Rong Fei stunned.

It turns out that in the other party's heart, he is not masculine?

Rong Fei more and more missed his good figure when he was a stuntman...

My current self... is just like a white chicken...

Rong Fei resignedly cut open the cow and discharged it into his mouth.

After lunch, An Kaiwen gave Rong Fei a two-hour lunch break. Lying on the bed, Rong Fei took out his phone, expecting in his heart. When he saw the message displayed on the screen, his heartbeat missed a beat.

Su Zhen: How is the training today?

Rong Fei quickly replied: It's okay. Today Ann Kaiwen said that I have more potential than Andre Pepo, but I don’t know who Andre Pepo is and he despises him.

Then he added a smirk of "hehe".

Su Zhen's text message was sent at eleven o'clock in the morning, and it was already one noon. Rong Fei thought that Su Zhen couldn't keep looking at the phone. He was about to take a nap when Su Zhen's text message arrived.

Andre Pepo is a sixteen-year-old male model who swept the last edition of Milan Fashion Week and squeezed into the ranks of first-line models. His own temperament is very unique, but nothing in the fashion world is eternal, so compared to Ann You really have more potential for Drepeppo's popular texture that is easily outdated.

Su Zhen's evaluation has the same meaning as Ankai Wenming, but it is more useful to Rong Fei. He sat up from the bed and continued to type messages with his mobile phone: Really? Today, I was laughed at by An Kaiwen for being thin. In the afternoon, I will go to the fitness center with him...

Su Zhen's text messages are always faster than expected: a good figure can add points to you. Since you want to work out in the afternoon, please take a good rest. Good afternoon.

Rong Fei lifted his lips and replied: Good afternoon.

At this time, Su Zhen was walking into the elevator and put the phone in his pocket.

"Ah, are you replying to text messages to your mysterious lover again?" Shen Yan said half-jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Su Zhen raised her eyebrows in response to Shen Yan's joke, "Yes, I waited for his text message for two hours."

Shen Yan was happy, and continued to follow Su Zhen's words, "Oh? Really? Waiting so hard, it seems that I haven't gotten started yet?"

"Yeah, I haven't succeeded yet, it's really sad." Su Zhen said helplessly in a calm tone with a smile on his face.

Shen Yan was like being struck by lightning, "My god! There is nothing wrong with my ears, right? Someone can resist Su Tianwang's charm... Hurry up and tell me who she is! It's so curious!"

Su Zhen just walked out of the elevator with a deep smile, leaving only Shen Yan yelling: "Ah! I must dig out the broken and hidden love history among the paparazzi!"

After getting in the car, Shen Yan asked, "Today's announcement is over. Do you have any plans for the afternoon?"

"Take a rest." Su Zhen said while typing a text message.

"Look at the bright spring outside. You should go on an outing with your loved one, leaning against the tree for a picnic, feeling the fragrance of birds and flowers, and then hugging and kissing the petals..." Shen Yan described the imaginary scene in an exaggerated tone.

"You should be a screenwriter, now the dog blood TV series are very popular."

After Su Zhen's text message was entered, he clicked to send, and Shen Yan's head looked up restlessly, "Who should I text to?"

"secret."

After the lunch break, Rong Fei and An Kaiwen went to the fitness center. Sitting on An Kaiwen's sports car, Rong Fei suddenly remembered the last unpleasant experience.

An Kaiwen wears sunglasses and a stylish and simple wide-mouth T-shirt. The corners of his lips are smiling, and the wind blows his hair freely.

He glanced sideways at Rong Fei and smiled: "Don't worry, it's not the fitness center we visited last time. They still haven't done enough to protect the privacy of customers. Otherwise, how could there be photos of Rong Fei wearing bath towels spread? ?"

"Hey! Do you dare to say it!" Rong Fei's eyebrows were erected.

An Kaiwen freed up a hand and slammed Rong Fei's head against the car window. This guy's arm was long enough, and Rong Fei's face was almost deformed when pressed against the car window.

"Let go! Let go!" Rong Fei struggled, but An Kaiwen smiled presumptuously.

What's even more exaggerated is that An Kaiwen even released the steering wheel with his other hand, and took a picture of Rong Fei's embarrassment with his mobile phone.

"Hey--do you want to die--" Rong Fei held An Kaiwen's wrist and put it back on the steering wheel.

Seeing his serious look, An Kaiwen was even happier.

An Kaiwen took Rong Fei to a fitness club. There are not many members here, but the people who come and go here are tall men and women. Although everyone is wearing sportswear, Rong Fei can faintly feel their gestures. Exuding an extraordinary temperament.

A young man with curly brown hair and a few silver threads walked past them and shook his hand to An Kaiwen, "Hi—"

"It's been a long time, Lean." An Kaiwen's fist touched the young man's shoulder.

"You're so exaggerated. You only met on the catwalk in Venice last month."

At this time, Rong Fei realized that the people working out here are all models.

"Who is this?" Lien looked at Rong Fei from top to bottom with curious eyes.

"Is he?" Kevin smiled mysteriously. "He is my student."

"Huh? He's also a model?" Lean blinked blankly, "No? Kevin...he..."

"Are you talking about the weakness of height, or this weak skeleton?"

"...I'm not too weak yet, am I?" Rong Fei retorted dissatisfiedly.

Lean shook his head amusedly, "Okay okay, Kevin, I look forward to the day this guy walks on the runway."

When Lien was gone, Rong Fei asked An Kaiwen on the side, "Is he a famous model?"

"You don’t know Andrea Pepo, of course I don’t expect you to know Ryan Brightman. He has a quarter of Chinese ancestry and is very popular in the fashion industry. One of his catwalk models."

"So... I will be on the same stage with him?"

An Kaiwen leaned down, holding his arms, "Basically, it is me who is on the same stage with you, which is why Perini wants me to train you."

"For the tacit understanding between us?"

An Kaiwen smiled without answering, and handed Rong Fei to a fitness instructor.

The whole afternoon’s fitness was very systematic, from running to the use of other fitness equipment, but when Rong Fei was exhausted to death, he always saw An Kaiwen holding his arms and looking at him with a smile.

"Hey-don't you need to exercise?" Rong Fei asked dissatisfiedly, panting.

"Me? I don't need more muscles." An Kaiwen raised his chin, posing as an overseer.

This afternoon's exercise was very restrained. Rong Fei felt tired but his muscles were stretched, and he did not feel overdrawn. When he walked to the bathroom, he did not forget to turn his head and stare at An Kaiwen fiercely, "No matter what happens today, I warn you not to pull me out again!"

An Kaiwen smiled and shook the back of his hand, "Don't worry, even if you pull you out, you will be surrounded by bath towels!"

Rong Fei walked into the dressing room and took out the changed clothes. As soon as he put the towel on his shoulders, someone blindfolded him from behind.

Leaning back, his back pressed against the opponent's chest, a faint familiar smell spread, Rong Fei's heart beat wildly, why was that person here?

This must be my own illusion!