MTL - Spoiled-Chapter 12

When he woke up, Han Yun found that he was still in the hotel's bed, and his clothes were tightly dressed.

The girl who played last night, Guoguo, sat next to her mobile phone and saw him awake. She said angrily: "I went to the front desk and asked, and came back and found that you were asleep, and you didn't wake up.

Han Yun stayed for a while, and the memories of last night slowly looked back.

"Then we ..."

Guoguo rolled his eyes indifferently: "What happened to us, nothing happened!"

Han Yun said aloud, secretly rejoicing.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

He remembered going to the bathroom to take a shower last night, when the power went out, Han Yun was in the dark, and then Fu Yuan appeared.

His voice was very recognizable, and Han Yun was very familiar with him. In the darkest darkness, he was like a dream, asking very unreally: "... Ai Qing, are you a ghost?"

Perhaps Fu Yuan is a human being. He can feel the temperature of human beings, but if he is a human, how can he live so long?

Is it like myself, borrowing the body to return the soul?

Fu Yuan did not answer: "Did your Majesty forget Tai Tai Zhu's words?"

Speaking of this Han Yun, angina pectoris, Taiyi Zhu, a chaotic thief! Caused him to keep the body of a boy for nearly eighteen years! The concubine puts the concubine but can't touch it until she dies! Now that Zhu Taiyi's corpse is dead, he was finally able to get away, but suddenly jumped out of a state teacher who didn't know what it was, reminding him not to forget the words of Tai Tai Zhu.

Han Yun said, "I'm old, I don't remember well."

It's too dark around, and he doesn't blush when he talks nonsense.

Fu Yuan smiled, and Han Yun could even feel the resonance of his chest from him. He said: "What Taiyi Zhu said was not unreasonable. Your Majesty must not forget to release Yuan Yang on a woman, otherwise ..."

"How else?"

"will die."

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh then I'm not afraid."

He just changed from dead to living, and it doesn't seem to matter if he dies again-the point is that he must be romantic as a ghost.

Fu Yuan whispered: "The minister is saying that the woman on your bed will die."

Han Yun was startled. He said that Yuan Yang was so powerful. He could kill someone. It was a cannon. He was trying to ask the reason. Then he fell into a state of confusion.

Guoguo grabbed his designer bag and bent over to wear high heels: "Since you're awake, I'm leaving too."

Han Yun was so embarrassed that he almost killed the girl!

He sat up from the bed: "Guo Guo, thank you for keeping me up all night."

"I'm not afraid that you're dead," she said, holding on to Han Yun, suddenly laughing and not angry. "I've never seen anyone who sleeps so deeply like you, and you don't wake up.

So Han Yun liked her more: "Where does your family live, shall I take you home?"

Guoguo took out a lambskin and began to paint in front of the mirror: "No, you do n’t have a car, my driver will pick me up, or else I will send you a ride?"

Han Yun blushed immediately: "I will buy a car."

At first, he was the man who owned the whole country, but now he is a mighty man ... Poor ghost, he bowed his head slackly.

Guoguo received the lipstick in his bag, and smiled at Han Yun standing in the mirror: "Then drive me again next time, bye."

Han Yun also took a taxi home.

The traffic jam in Beijing is too severe. On the road, Han Yun saw a good car and was very domineering. He asked the driver master, "If I want to buy this car, how much will it cost?"

The master glanced at him and said, "This is Lamborghini. Ten million, I don't understand."

Han Yun nodded: "Then I want to buy."

The master said, "Comrade, you don't have much to say about 10 million. You can't even buy a suite in Beijing, but if ordinary people want to save so much money, it won't be enough for two lifetimes."

As soon as the master said this, Han Yun had a new concept of how poor he was.

Not only can't afford a car, it's not even a house, it's ... too downcast.

Han Yun has a little idea of ​​so much money. He only knows a lot, but he doesn't feel that he can't make so much money. He is extra confident and thinks that he is very capable.

When it was time to earn 10 million, Han Yun was a little confused.

He didn't know that he was called a daydreamer.

Coincidentally, Han Yun, who returned home, saw the text message and e-mail sent two days before the "T Typhoon Cloud" program group, reminding him that tomorrow is the first round of the preliminary round. If he does not arrive at the competition venue on time, it will be considered a waiver.

The champion will receive a prize of 500,000.

There was also an unfamiliar text message, saying that he would send him a text message when he arrived at the venue tomorrow.

Han Yun thought about it for a long time before he figured out who this person came from.

Song Lin.

Han Yun was a little tangled and felt that compared to his goal, the 500,000 yuan bonus was too little, but for him, he has a lot of 500,000.

That night, Han Yun was struggling to decide whether to participate in the competition and was thinking about the National Teacher's affairs.

If he is just like himself, why do he have to appear in the dark and disappear without saying clearly. If he is a ghost, it is even more unreasonable. No ghost has temperature, and no ghost has the touch.

How he hoped ... Fu Yuan is also a human being, so that he can accompany him. He very much needs such a person to accompany himself, even if it is Zhu Taiyi ... it is better than a person.

He was thinking indiscriminately, and slowly fell into sleep. After he fell asleep, a tall figure turned into a room with the lights off.

Han Yun slept soundly. He was woken up by the agent Chi Dong's phone.

"Get up quickly to pack up and come to the playing field. I'm waiting here, you can only arrive within an hour!" He urged eagerly, "don't put on makeup."

Since the end of the previous interview, Han Yun has left without regard to his greetings, and Chi Dong has never managed Han Yun anymore. For this model, let him die.

But he also saw the video of the show two days ago.

Chi Dong couldn't think of it. The model in the pajamas show was Han Yun—Han Yun grew well. It was originally the strongest card under his hand. When he squeezed his head to grab it from other agents, he signed for Han Yun. Later, For the past three years, the Han Yun has been inactive, because his temperament is too single, his face is too eye-catching, and high-end fashion shows and advertisements cannot be accepted.

He was extremely disappointed with the Korean Games.

But on this children's wear show the previous two days, Chi Dong felt that the looks of the Korean are very sweet, and suddenly he got a different look on the catwalk, and this kind of difference is the most a model Important traits.

Maybe ... Han Yun can really make a splash again?

Han Yun just woke up and yawned after listening to him.

What suddenly happened to Chi Dong: "How's your foot? Can you walk normally?"

He rubbed his eyes: "Feet? Already." But ... he didn't know who did it yet, and the ayoral brand Fang didn't explain to him at all, maybe he wanted to make things small and things small, such things. The explosion is not good for their brand at all, it is better not to do anything.

Han Yun frowned.

Chi Dong: "Fortunately, just a few needles. If ... the consequences are unthinkable, there have been several occurrences in this kind of business. You are unlucky and jealous." Chi Dong advised him to forget the incident, "OK Alright, don't bother who it is, be careful next time. "

Listening to his tone, Han Yun frowned deeper: "Do you know what it is?"

"... No, where will I know."

Han Yun remembered that there was also a male model who was with the same agent as him on the show. He couldn't remember the name: "It's Zhou ..."

"Not Zhou Ran!" He finished, realizing that his explanation was too fast and suspicious, so he said, "Zhou Ran saw something, and he wasn't sure. You come to the game first, don't hold it."

Chi Dong hung up.

Han Yun got up slowly, he wanted to play, so he wore a red bullet panties.

At the competition venue, Chi Dong deliberately avoided this matter without mentioning: "Have you read all the emails? When you go in, there will be an explanation of the competition rules and schedule on the backstage screen. Look at it. Anyway, the preliminary match is just a comeback, with a camera. Recorded. It ’s definitely okay at your level. ”He looked at Han Yun.“ The company sent more than a dozen contestants. I have four under my hand. You are my favorite. ”

Han Yun has a snack: "Where is Zhou Ran?"

"I told you that although Zhou Ran saw it, but didn't see it clearly, he didn't know who it was." He looked very serious. "The game first, after the match, the big husband can hold it down."

Han Yun said nothing and went to draw.

The backstage of this game is quite open, with male and female models mixed together.

The format of the preliminary round is very simple. According to the order of the draw, first go to the temporary studio to take pictures, then walk from the side to the stage and walk for a show. The jury immediately saw the photos of the model without any modification on the tablet. The advantages and disadvantages are exposed at the same time.

Next to the makeshift studio, there is a row of shiny dressing tables with sponsored brand makeup removal products. A group of models may stand or sit, hurriedly remove makeup and pick up pupils in front of a mirror.

Photographing requires a vegan face, if not, the photographer will refuse to take the picture.

Some models complained while removing their makeup: "How is it different from what I used to take? The photo was similar to the photo of the ID. Do not let us make up, a dozen highlights, my acne spots are not exposed!"

"It seems to be the set learned from foreign reality shows. Relax, body is more important than looks. Choosing models is not a beauty pageant. I look at those reality shows abroad, both of them are ugly and not supermodels.

Han Yun didn't know until he went in to prepare. He took off his photos before taking off his underwear.

He was sitting in the locker room, and the model he had prepared came in unambiguously. He bent down and took off. Han Yun was very uncomfortable and didn't know where to look. He was also embarrassed to change clothes in front of these strangers, and he also wore a pair of red underwear today. It was too embarrassing for him to take photos like this in the public.

Therefore, Han Yun just sat in embarrassment, hesitated to move, and did not dare to look at others.

Just then, the huge locker room suddenly became dark.

Someone shouted, "Who, who turned off the lights?"

In the darkness, Han Yun suddenly felt that something had fallen from the sky and fell on himself. He was a little hesitant, and felt that it was a pair of underpants—a conservative four-corner style.

Han Yun was even worse.