Shen Yi glanced at Ni Chenjun, who was honestly wearing his seat belt. Oh, he turned around and fastened his seat belt.

Sulbis square is not far from the clothing store, and the road is smooth, but it has reached the destination in more than ten minutes.

The temporary T-stage has been set up. The pure white carpet has been spread out from the castle at the end of the square for a long time, and flowers are placed on both sides of the narrow and long walkway. In addition to the flowers, there are hundreds of folding chairs, some with identity cards and some without. It seems that in addition to some people invited to the exhibition, more tourists are interested in visiting the square.

As soon as Ni Chenjun and his party appeared, the scene immediately became lively. The temporary director held a loud horn and began to roar, "the staff conducted the last on-site inspection, all models were in place, and the exhibition began in 20 minutes!"

Ni Chenjun took Shen Yi four people to the backstage. When he recruited the makeup artist, he pressed several people and began to toss.

Makeup artists, designers, stylists and assistants went to battle together. Headwear, earrings and hairstyles began to change dramatically under the simultaneous operation of four hands.

"Time is very urgent, so I'll make a long story short." Ni Chenjun came over with four people's clothes and quickly said, "the number of exhibitions this time is very large, so your task is very arduous. The whole exhibition includes 30 models, and the T-stage is 100 meters long, so you must change your clothes within one minute."

"At the end of the exhibition, all the models came on stage together, but the T platform is only three meters wide, so when you turn around, you must pay attention not to fall down." Ni Chenjun's language is fast, and considering that Han Cheng's English is only poor, he doesn't intend to repeat it in Chinese at all, so he sneaks English to fly.

"Now there is no time and manpower to teach you how to show. What you need to do is to show the charm of your clothes to the greatest extent without falling down. After going on stage, pay attention to controlling your facial expression. If you can't smile easily, stop your face and treat the people under the stage as turnips."

Ni Chenjun's face was serious, and his words also brought some indisputable orders. "Try to take the stage step, and I won't learn how other models go. I won't twist my waist and buttocks. It depends on how much you can control. It's your responsibility to make a fool of yourself. If too many guests feed back your problems, I have the right to refuse to tell the last clue."

Ni Chenjun stood up and looked down at the four people, "I'll say this. Come on."

With that, he walked out of everyone's sight.

Han Cheng is still muddled. Shen Yi and Chris Casio have no choice but to say that they are suffering. If they don't have any tutors, they have to rush to the shelves. If they don't do well and don't give clues, it's clear that it's embarrassing.

However, the current situation has no spare time for them to complain. Their clothes have not been changed and their makeup has not been cleaned up. Even if they say a word, they have to report to the makeup artist in advance.

Shen Yi repeats Ni Chenjun's words to Han Cheng and shares his knowledge about the steps with you. Then the designer and assistant push him to change clothes.

Models don't wear underwear when they walk on the show. Even in many cases, they choose to go to battle in a vacuum in order to show their clothes to the greatest extent.

Shen Yi is not a professional model, so she can't accept exposing her breasts in front of so many people. She can only negotiate with the designer to wear chest stickers.

The designer is also a man of temperament. Wear chest stickers, isn't it? OK, just don't miss anything, right? Here's the smallest. Please connect it.

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