Chapter 87:

Supermodel battle (9)
When the fans voted, they had an unprecedented inner entanglement. If you vote according to the performance in the live broadcast, the answer should be obvious to whom.
They feel that they should be faithful to their idols, regardless of their idol performance, they should support him, and they want to be a fair and just person, and choose to accept what they should choose.
Some fans with higher loyalty and deep love for their idols finally decided to vote for their idols. And some of the loyalty is not high, just like the original favorite models, a little hesitant to vote for the vote. Some netizens who did not decide who to support at the outset did not entangle the votes directly.
However, from this live broadcast, netizens also saw the process of shooting advertisements by models. It was very difficult and not easy. Even a well-known and popular model, it is very difficult to achieve a perfect mirror. What do you think is that Arthur Young can do that, and he must have put a lot of effort and hard work behind him. He should not slack off himself for the past three years.
The results of the voting soon came out, the director and the designer's points, as well as the staff's vote, no doubt they were biased. The netizen's vote, there is no fan base, although the number of votes is not as many as the number of fans, but the difference is not too big.
In the evening, the organizer put the already edited images on the network, and the images that were shot, clicks and playbacks rose very quickly, and soon surpassed the sum of other models. The amount of video playback is also very honest in reflecting the truest evaluations of netizens and fans. Even if some fans want to support their favorite models, they can’t help but watch them again and again. image.
Dilumo looked at the images he had taken, and even he had a feeling of not looking down, and in the comments below, many netizens also sneered at him. Usually, as long as someone says that he is not good, he will be besieged by his fans. When he sees those who satirize him, he is very comfortable. But now, fewer fans have come out to help him speak.
What Dilumo didn't know was that the number of fans who helped him to talk was less because most of his fans were playing video repeatedly and didn't even see anyone sarcasm. There are still a small number of fans who are already embarrassed to help him. There are only some dead loyal brain powder, and he is still insisting on maintaining him.
Dilumo didn't go to see the images he shot. Just by seeing his play volume, he threw the computer on the floor.
"Those idiot fans, don't you say that they will always support me at all times? Now is the time when I need their support, where are they going?!" Dilummo screamed at the table in anger.
Conley sat on the sofa and said in a very indifferent way that "fans are a very fickle creature. Whoever they perform well will like them. Before you performed well, you liked you. Now he likes him well. Isn't it a normal thing? Do you still expect them to never change your mind? Unless you can always perform very well, otherwise it is impossible."
Dilumo walked quickly to Conley and lifted the clothes on his chest. He glared at him and said, "You give me less yin and yang here. Don't think I can't hear you. You are sarcasm in Kwayash Young. You are tied to my fate now, if I am not good, do you think you can be good?! Look at your eyes today, my heart is written on your face, you Thought I didn't see it? Or do you think you are looking for him now, he will forgive you back to your side?!"
Conley opened his hand and his expression was not very good. "You think too much. I know what we are doing now, and we know that our destiny is connected. Of course, I hope you can be better than him."
"I tell you Conley!" Dilumo said slyly, "You don't think you can get rid of me. Everything is done by two of us. I will pull you together even if you are in hell! You can think about both sides." You can get the benefits! If you dare to move your mind, like you to deal with me like me, I will go with you! Don't be too good!"
Conley's face ugly stood up. "Your mood is out of control. Let's talk about it after you calm down. You should rest early."
Dilumo looked distorted as Conley walked out, and the usual gentle and generous mask was completely broken and shattered in his face.
Conley took the door from the outside, glanced at the door of the room that had been closed, and met the staff who arranged the room before them in the hallway. Then he went over and stopped him and asked, "Excuse me, where is Arthur Yang? One room?"
The staff looked at him strangely and did not answer his question.
Conley quickly explained that "this is the case. I have some very important things that I want to tell him, and we are friends for many years. Although there are some misunderstandings between us, it is not a big hatred, so..."
"Sorry." The staff interrupted him. "We have regulations that we can't just tell anyone about the room where the model lives. If you want to see him, you can contact him."
"Yes? Well, I, contact him myself..." If Conley can contact him directly, he won't have to ask the staff, but if he doesn't say it, he can't stalk, it will only cause Others doubt.
When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt someone pressed against him. He just opened his eyes and his mouth was blocked. A powerful tongue swooped into his mouth and stirred him. Tongue.
"Uh huh~" The legs were smashed by the wide palms, and they were hurt, and they couldn't help but clamp their legs and protest.
Regulus took off his pajama pants and stroking his thighs.
He felt a little rough in his movements, and his emotions were a little bit wrong. He held his shoulder and asked, "What happened?"
Regulus took his lips and sucked hard, then he said to his forehead, "I don't want others to see your body, I want to hide you, your legs, your body, I am alone."
Regulus looked at the complete image of the film, and the people inside were as if there was no reality. His body was so beautiful, and every line was made by God himself. Such a beautiful person, such a seductive body, may not be attractive. This gave him the feeling that his own treasure was being peeped by thousands of people, which made him feel very uncomfortable. This is the treasure that belongs to him alone. He does not want anyone else to see it. When he wants to be sure that someone is imagining something dirty with his body, his heart is even more uncomfortable.
"But the job of the model is to use the body to show the goods." He looked at him in the dark. "They just can see it, but only you can touch it, my body belongs to you alone." People....I don't want to give up this job."
"I know, I know." Regules hugged him tightly. "I won't force you to give up the model work. I just..., some awkward, and all those who can see your body. So You have to compensate me."
"What compensation do you want?" asked.
"I want you to stay with me forever, and never leave me." Regulus said very seriously.
"Okay." I promised, "I promise you, not only in this life, but in the next life, next life... I will stay with you and never leave you."
The promises set by the two are the spells they gave themselves, will always be engraved in their souls, and will never disappear.
Regulus slowly went down and kissed his body.
"Well~ ah~" He grabbed the pillow hard and withstood the powerful impact of Regulus. He was like a boat floating in the wind and rain, shaking and shaking, shaking his dizziness. His body is very excited, very happy, and wants to get more.
The first stage of the game has ended. Although the online support rate is not the highest, but the overall score is counted, he is still ranked first.
The second stage of the competition is a fashion show. All the models were brought to the base of the Finnson brand, the Woolson brand menswear company, before the rehearsal of the catwalk.
The latest designer of the season is McDonnell, one of the chief designers of Woolson Menswear, who is a famous figure in the modeling world. Not only is his character poor, his mouth is poisonous than the drug lord, and even the top supermodel can't escape his poisonous mouth. But he is also a genius of fashion design, and every costume he designs can be sought after by countless people. So even if his mouth offended a lot of people, he still sat in the position of the chief designer of Woolson.
When the models heard that they were showing the costumes designed by McDonald's, they all had a heart and soul, and they were desperately trying to build themselves, telling themselves that no matter how ugly they are, they must hold back.
The models stood on the rehearsal platform, and McDonald's carried the chin with sunglasses, followed by seven or eight assistants, and proudly walked over like a peacock.
McDonnie took off his sunglasses, and an assistant immediately reached out and grabbed the models. He quickly glanced at the models and said, "Is this the model that I will use for this new product launch?"
"Yes," said the assistant.
"What's outside the cracked date is stuffed with me." McDonald's rolled his eyes and glanced at the models with disdainful eyes and said, "I want to choose myself. Anyone I can't see, give me away." people."
The assistant hurriedly said in his ear that "these models are also the ones who participated in the Filipino Lifetime Spokesperson Selection Competition. The new dress conference and the live broadcast of the game were held simultaneously. The big BOSS personally gave the order and everyone must use it.

McDonald’s eyes turned around and said,
Let them change their clothes and show them to me.

The staff took the models to change clothes. They are now wearing only one or two styles of samples. The real new clothes must be put on the final rehearsal before the release.
After the models changed their clothes, the show director Klass also came over. He went to McDonald's and asked, "Why, has this begun to rehearse?"

No.
McDonald said,
I will pick it up first.

"Is this show not going to be with the game? Are you picking up useful?" Kras asked questioningly.
"I am willing, can you manage it?" McDonald's gave him a squint.
"When you do, you pick it up slowly, pick me up and call me, I will start rehearsing them." Klass couldn't afford to hide, he went to rest again.
McDonnell walked up to the models and said to the first model, "The neck is so long, are you a giraffe? Please try to shrink your neck when you are on the catwalk."
He frowned and said to the second model, "Your proportion is too strange? Long legs are so short, so you actually run to be a model? I am embarrassed if you and I are even out."
He went to the third model and said, "Your head is too big, not only is the proportion uncoordinated, but it also makes people focus on your head. Who will go to see the costume? If you still have A little professional ethics should be voluntarily withdrawn."
The body of the model is a commodity, and it is one of their jobs to make people judge. The newcomer will suffer some criticism when he first enters the business. But the life-threatening attack like McDonald's is not rare.
When he walked to the front of him, he looked up and down several times, failed to find a point to criticize, and walked around him for two laps. He couldn’t find a shortcoming. He could only say "you. ..., it’s not bad, there’s finally one that’s got it.

Dilumo saw that he had come to his own face. He couldn't help but even get smaller breathing. Just now there was someone who got affirmation. He felt that he was not worse than him. He should be sure.
"Your shoulder is too narrow! How can such a shoulder support the clothes?" McDonald's looked disdainful and looked at Dilomo. "And what is your waist? It's all like this. Do you usually manage your own body shape? Is there any professionalism?"
Dilumo’s face showed signs of cracking. He struggled with the anger of his heart. This was the first time he had been criticized for being so miserable since he entered the line.
Netizens who watch live broadcasts also know what kind of personality McDonald is. People who worship Madonie are not adoring these models. Some netizens feel that watching McDonald's monks is also very interesting. The key is that after he finishes, you will go to see the model and you will find that he is not wrong at all, but the way he talks is a little bit sloppy.
Although McDonald's mouth is poisonous, it has never been chaotic. If he pulls it out, it is a problem that the model does.
Dilumo had never walked past McDonald's fashion show, so of course he was not beaten by him, but after only one time, even his fans went to see his waist, they felt really round, shoulders. It is really too narrow. So some of his fans, silently climbed the wall.