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Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 807 - 39: How Could I Do This for You, Over and Over Again (Another 10,000 Words)_5
The work-study student thought for a moment, "It seems like a few male models look uninterested."
"What do they look like, and what did they say?" Yan Yu couldn’t control herself and still pressed on to ask.
The two work-study students thought hard but shook their heads, "They’re wearing a themed series of clothing and look almost the same. Even the models’ appearances, temperaments, and styles are similar... I have face blindness, I really can’t tell who is who."
Yan Yu was unconvinced, "How could they be the same? There’s always one who is different from all of them!"
The two work-study students were a bit stunned, four eyes staring at Yan Yu.
Yan Yu, realizing she misspoke, quickly bit her tongue to cover it up, "...Although to express a unified design theme, the models’ images and temperaments should be of one type, but there’s always the main model and regular models here. Like the Victoria’s Secret show you all watch, every year there’s only one Victoria’s Secret Angel chosen to wear the annual outfit, so among my sister’s models, there’s also one that’s the chief model." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
The two work-study students stuck out their tongues, "Really can’t see it."
When those two work-study students arrived, Little Ben was curling up sleeping in the corner, so the two kids naturally had no impression.
Yet this conversation made Yan Yu’s mind unable to settle down, instead making it even more tense.
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In the evening as she closed up shop, her last batch was again desserts for Yan Jian. As she locked the door and left, she couldn’t resist calling Yan Jian.
Yan Jian apologized, saying today’s shoot didn’t go very smoothly, so it’s not finished yet.
Yan Yu hesitated several times, taking a few steps to the left at the store entrance, then turning around to take a few steps to the right.
Her post-work time could be wasted like this, but the desserts’ best taste had a lifespan. Grasping that paper box, she calculated how much the flavor of the desserts diminished over time and temperature.
No, really, desserts must not be compromised.
Since she created them with a beautiful wish, she has the responsibility to see them delivered into the diners’ mouths at the most appropriate time with the best taste, otherwise... they would waste the best part of their life.
Driven by this thought, her bones seemed to surge with great courage. Get in the car, start the engine, drive off, all in one go, leaving no time for hesitation, no time for regret, she was already heading to the photography studio’s location.
All at once, she drove to the photography studio. She did a bit of disguise, using a scarf from the site to cover her head and face, then carefully slipped into the crowd with the dessert box.
Tonight, there were so many people, the lighting in front of the shooting stage and the shadowed areas below were a stark contrast, so she thought, she had a chance to escape the eyes of unrelated people, not to be discovered, right?
She was determined, just to squeeze through the crowd, find her little sister, and deliver the desserts in the best time, then leave.
Or... she could seize the chance to sneak a peek at her little sister’s design. Fashion designer, how dreamy, how high and mighty, she wanted to see the scene of her sister’s work being worn by handsome male models walking the runway.
She promised herself, it’s really just this. She would get in and get out quickly, not being discovered, nor discovering others.
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Wrapped in a headscarf, like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, Yan Yu indeed did not catch other people’s attention.
The fashion circle is a realm ruled by beauty, the models and designers present only see what’s dazzlingly beautiful, for someone dressed like Yan Yu, even if glanced in passing, they’d assume she was a cleaner or an assistant, not worth a second look.
She successfully lowered her presence to the minimum within the crowd, twisting and turning, finally finding her sister’s figure.
But her sister was not in the crowd below, instead, she jumped onto the stage to personally adjust the models’ clothing, explaining concepts.
At such a moment, Yan Yu naturally could not go up and disrupt her sister’s work; she could only grip tightly to the dessert box and quietly stand in the shadows of the crowd below.
She thought that surely in a short while, her sister would come down and after she delivers the desserts, she could safely turn and leave.
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On stage, despite Yan Jian being personally involved, and speaking earnestly, the few male models she instructed were a bit out of state.
The photographer grew somewhat impatient, put down the camera, and called Yan Jian over.
The photographer was quite renowned in the industry, and himself had been around for quite a few years, having cooperated with many famous designers within the circle, so he didn’t regard young, yet-to-graduate designers like Yan Jian very highly.







