MTL - Spoiled-Chapter 4

He hadn't taken off his sunglasses, and for a while, everyone thought it was a supermodel.

"Who is that? Wow, newcomer?"

"Why don't you know, is the new popularity field so strong now ..."

There are so many people.

Han Yun glanced at the scene, and he heard someone speak loudly: "We only need 30 male models and 30 female models. The number of notes drawn indicates the group. Now, from the first The group starts and the rest can wait in their seats. "

Han Yun looked down and wrote an unknown stroke, but he still subconsciously reflected it.

It's four.

The interview is divided into ten groups, and the male and female models are conducted simultaneously. There weren't enough seats in the area. Han Zhuansheng walked up to the empty staircase. There was a residual smell of smoke in the air. He didn't want to sit on the ground and leaned on the handrail of the stairs.

While waiting, Han Yun did not hesitate to touch out the dark chocolate. He gently tore off the wrapping paper printed with incomprehensible characters, pinched the dark chocolate, sniffed at the tip of his nose.

Although the smell was bitter, it had an addictive aroma, and he was very curious about what he had never eaten. As a king of a country, he often made people search for his precious treasures, and this world has many things he has never seen before.

Like a cat, he tried to stick out the tip of his tongue and licked it. He tasted it with interest in his mouth, then quickly took a small bite, and He Qiao quickly melted in his mouth. Han Yun's expression froze instantly and became disappointed. stand up.

Just as it smells, bitterness is mixed with aromatic taste, but the bitterness is mostly, even with a medicinal taste that he drinks all year round.

He hates drinking medicine the most. He hasn't been used to it for more than ten years. He always feels like an enemy every time, as if the renewal medicine can kill him.

He threw the chocolate back into the wrapping paper in disappointment, and was about to find a place to throw it away. When he lowered his head, he caught a little guy who was not tall enough to stand by his side and looked up boldly at himself.

Han Yun bowed his head and looked at the blond child. He couldn't even tell whether it was a boy or a girl.

In the month following the original owner, he has seen a lot of people with strange hair color and pupil color, like fairies, but it is the first time to see such a small and beautiful person.

He has no resistance to good-looking things.

So as soon as he took the throne, he began to choose the concubine with great enthusiasm. Tai Tai Zhu from Ketai Hospital told him with a embarrassed expression: "Your Majesty's body ... must never leak Yuanyang, otherwise ..."

"How else?"

Zhu Taiyi shook his head: "There is a risk of death."

Once every three years, the magnificent draft ended endlessly.

There are three beautiful concubines in the harem of Han Yun than Hua Jiao, but none of them can move.

This endurance lasted for several years. Later, he also reached the age. He really thought that he couldn't stand it. He even invited a teacher to discuss the matter: "Ai Qing, do you think Taiyi Zhu is a work from the enemy?

"Why is your Majesty saying this?"

"I look at him like a fine work!" Han Yun stumbled, how can this kind of harem privateness be used to talk to the teacher?

He was extremely depressed, saying in fifteen and tenth: "Why can't he let my concubine be favored by my concubine? He's not inhuman!"

"Your Majesty thought?"

Han Yun beckoned and said a few words with ears.

Fu Yuan smiled meaningfully and gave him a deep look: "Come here and arrange."

On the Lantern Festival, the little emperor secretly got out of the palace in the carriage of the teacher. The coach's appearance was simple and plain, but the inside was very spacious and comfortable.

That night, he spent a lot of money to buy the first night of Yanchun Tower, which was covered in veil from beginning to end, but with a beautiful figure.

The magnificent monarch of the country is now walking around the kiln, saying that it is a shame to go out.

Han Yun was so excited that he stood uneasily and poured several glasses of wine from the jug and drank his head.

He sat by the bed, waited until the girl came in, and patiently spoke to the other party.

As the girl approached, Han Yun was sneezed by the fat powder smell. After sneezing, he couldn't stop: "Ah-Ah!" He almost fainted. "Girl, is there any pollen on your body?"

The woman in the Qinglou smiled shyly, and she could not help looking at the handsome boy, "You, son, you can smell it, slaves ..."

Han Yun suddenly stood up and pushed the woman away: "Don't! Don't touch me, I'm allergic to pollen-sneeze !!"

He ran straight.

On the way back to the palace, Han Yun almost burned himself in the carriage of the National Teacher.

Fu Yuan explained: "In places like Yanchun Tower, incense and wine are added with aphrodisiac."

Han Yun thought of himself drinking a lot of wine, and he was so anxious that he was killed with a head: "Master Fu ... otherwise we will return to Yanchun Tower and let Yin Xiang come to serve after bathing?"

Fu Yuan's expression was unpredictable, and he approached suddenly, and whispered, "Your Majesty really wants to know what it is like?"

"He is so old ..." He started at the age of twelve, and now he has been an emperor for several years. He is already an age of personnel, but cannot do that because of physical reasons. How can he not be depressed?

The carriage said that it was spacious and not spacious. It accommodated two big men. It was still slightly crowded and the air was getting hotter and hotter.

Fu Yuan stretched out his jade-like fingers, removed shoes and socks for him, and untied the clothes of a nobleman.

Han Yun was startled, his face flushed: "Master Fu, what are you doing!"

Fu Yuan booed, "Your Majesty whispered, but there are people outside."

The Lantern Festival is full of people and bright lights at night.

Han Yun just glared at him. Fu Yuan made him lean on himself, his arms around him, and a slight three-point smile on his lips: "Courtesy."

Since then, an unspeakable secret has been added between the emperor and the division.

Han Yun later thought that he had repeatedly condoned the following offenders, not only because he was so powerful, but that he was not good at all, but also because he had a natural appearance.

He has always been tolerant of beautiful things.

When Han Yun saw the child staring at him with big blue eyes, he thought he wanted to eat Heiqiao, and bowed his head, "This is not delicious."

The child said something that Han Yun couldn't understand. His beautiful eyes were like a pair of sapphires.

How come there are children in this place? Han Yun was a little weird, but soon, he thought of what Sun Wenyan said, which was a children's clothing brand and walked the show with small models.

It seems that this should be a small model brought by the brand side.

Coincidentally, Han Yun heard shouting, "The fourth group is preparing."

He shoved the unpalatable things in his pocket to the little one, and raised his lips with a smile: "It's for your lovely part. I'll give it to you."

Through the first round of screening, there were more than 100 models who came to interview, and the ayoral brand dealer needed 60 models. In the case of fewer male models themselves, the competition was very small. It's almost nominated.

So the dressing room was relatively relaxed at first, not so tit-for-tat.

As a result, the clothes immediately smelled as soon as they were pushed out.

Because the male models are all about the same size, they are all about one meter and eight meters in average, so they have to grab clothes.

A group of people swarmed up, leaving Han Yun, who had never experienced such a posture, left a soiled blue sweater and red shorts.

As for the others, the clothes they grabbed are all normal, such as three-piece dresses, black leather jackets, shirts and trousers, and hooded sweaters.

The set of Han Yun is not only blue sweater and reddish shorts, but also paired with black knee socks!

Standard British style children's clothing.

He lifted his clothes in a daze.

An unknown model patted his shoulder: "Dude, hurry up next time."

The staff member glanced at his watch and said, "Those who haven't changed their clothes in five minutes will be eliminated."

All male models turned and rushed to the dressing room.

In the backstage of the busy show, there is usually no dressing room. Undressing in public is the basic quality of a model, but this interview venue is an unopened clothing store, so there is a dressing room where models can change clothes individually.

Han Yun changed clothes slowly, thinking while changing. How did this catwalk show go?

He put on the black socks and looked at himself in the mirror uncomfortably.

To him, the scarlet shorts were like a pair of tights, and they stretched out the muscles of the thighs forcefully, while the black cotton socks were stuck just below the knees, with a hint of ascetic sexiness.

And between the shorts and socks, those bare, white legs became very dazzling.

How can I see people in such unsuitable clothes? These sudden concerns made Han Yun restlessly walk around in the bright lights of the dressing room, but he knew in his heart that this dress is very normal here. He followed the original owner many times to the nightclub, where It's like a wine pond meat forest, all people who don't wear clothes!

Do you really want to go out and meet people like this?

Soon, Han Yun figured it out again. This is not his body. He sees people when he sees them. There is nothing to be afraid of.

Out of the dressing room, Han Yun heard a model next to him whispering, "Fortunately, we rushed fast, and the black socks were too basic, eh."

base?

Han Yun was so confused that it took a long time to reflect. What does this new term mean?

He was almost annoyed, and finally silently pulled his socks over his knees.

I'm not the base!

Dad is a man who has visited the kiln!

The entire runway is about 25 meters long. Two of the four interview judges on the stage are foreign faces, one is a show director invited by the brand, and the other is the brand's design director. Both are professional but Slightly lazy eyes looked at the models on the stage.

The quality of the models is okay, but not dazzling.

Han Yun first stood under the stage and watched the other models walk away, but he didn't see why they came. So, once after a while, there was a pause in the middle.

He didn't know why, everything was carried out with vague and half-knowledge memories. He saw what others did and did what he did. When it was his turn, he learned the other models, went up and down, and walked back and forth.

The modeling industry has always emphasized freshness, personality and iconic characteristics. On the momentum of walking, Han Yun has a kind of exclusive attitude in the sky, even if he looks like a novice who just entered the industry, I don't know how to show this big children's clothing on his body, and it doesn't match his temperament. —But his personal style is extremely strong.

The eyes of the original listless judges flashed.