Chapter 3: I'm going

Chapter 3
Before Huang Mengyi could react, Zhou Yang came out.
The moment Zhou Yang appeared on the T stage, there was a sound of exclamation from the audience. The flashes flashed into a single piece, connected into a silver ocean.
Everyone was surprised that the main series turned out to be driven by a yellow-skinned male model. Everyone was even more surprised by the image of this male model.
"It's so handsome, I want to use his photo for the front page!"
"I want to use his photo as an avatar!"
"I want him..."
The women who watched the show instantly became nymphomaniac.
Zhu Yuzhen, who was nervously in the background, finally let out a sigh of relief.
The little secretary looked at Zhou Yang's back and said insanely: "Zhu, Zhou Yang is really the material of a natural supermodel!"
Zhou Yang's steps are steady and unrestrained, and the movements of various parts of his body are as precise as a textbook. Coupled with his flawless appearance, he instantly became the most eye-catching presence on the scene. Many female reporters in the fashion circle don't pay attention to jumping to the front of the runway to grab Zhou Yang's lens.
The models who had changed their clothes and were ready to make their second appearance also nodded.
"He is a standard nine-headed body, this kind of figure with yellow skin is rare..."
"Yes, the proportion of the figure is simply too golden!"
"His steps are very steady!"
Zhu Yuzhen listened to the evaluation of the models, and deeply agreed.
To become a supermodel, in addition to hardware such as body proportions and appearance, software is more important. Steps, typhoons, and the feeling in front of the camera, and the ability to grasp the temperament of clothing...
There is no doubt that Zhou Yang is the top.
He walked on the runway in that casual outfit, like a spring breeze blowing across the slopes of the Alps, and a hundred flowers blossomed.
The last set is a collocation of shirts and casual pants. Before taking the stage, Zhu Yuzhen pulled him and said: "This is the final set, come on!"
"Okay!" Zhou Yang nodded with a smile.
Seeing all this, Huang Mengyi squinted her eyes and suddenly exclaimed. The bottle of pure water that had been unscrewed in her hand was poured out.
The models exclaimed at the same time.
Huang Mengyi shrugged with a slightly mocking smile: "Sorry, my hands slipped!"
The old lady did it deliberately. If you don't give me face, I will mess up your show.
Water splashed on Zhou Yang's head and body, his perfect and handsome image collapsed instantly, his hair dropped several strands, three more water stains appeared on his light-colored shirt, and a large water-soaked shadow appeared on his casual pants.
"Huang Mengyi, you bastard!" Zhu Yu was really furious, clenched his fist and slammed on the opponent's head.
Zhou Yang grabbed Zhu Yuzhen's snow-white wrist and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, this look is also good!"
He smiled at Huang Mengyi: "You gave me a good inspiration!"
Then, in the stunned eyes of everyone, Zhou Yang took off his shoes and socks, and stepped barefoot on the ground. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, rolled up his trousers, passed the pure water from Huang Mengyi's hands, unscrewed the lid, and poured another piece on his chest.
"What is he going to do?"
"it's wired……"
But when Zhou Yang finished the arrangement and smiled back, Zhu Yuzhen's heart was instantly filled with a feeling of soreness.
At this time Zhou Yang, water drops dripping down Liuhai, and part of his light-colored shirt was pressed against his abdomen, revealing looming muscle lines. The straight calf shows the trousers, without a trace of rusticity, all are cute and naughty.
"Is this all right? Mr. Zhu?" Zhou Yang smiled.
"Okay... OK!" Zhu Yuzhen's thinking is about to be disconnected.
Good looks are good, and how to dress up is trendy.
"You still need your cooperation!" Zhou Yang bent down and grabbed the hem of Zhu Yuzhen's long skirt, "chill" tore off the wide one.
The long skirt instantly became a knee-length skirt.
"Take off your shoes and accompany me on this trip!" Zhou Yang bent down and said involuntarily to take off Zhu Yuzhen's high heels, then smiled and held her hand.
Zhu Yuzhen was so dumbfounded that Zhou Yang pulled him onto the runway.
All models were so stupid to watch this pair of high-value men and women.
"Relax!" Zhou Yang whispered on the runway, "Follow my feelings!"
"Oh..." Zhu Yuzhen's face was flushed and nodded.
"Wow!" The audience was amazed again.
Zhou Yang wore a set of casual clothes like this, holding a fairy Zhu Yuzhen in his hand. The two were barefoot, and their height matched with a very harmonious feeling.
A group of women in the fashion world have their eyes straight.
Zhou Yang's expression at the moment was innocent, wild, and cynical. This kind of mixed temperament is indiscriminately lethal to women from eight to eighty years old.
"He... so cute, so man!"
A female editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine is breathing slowly.
And Zhu Yuzhen looked at Zhou Yang's handsome profile, and gradually became excited, as if there was a kind of leisurely joy of shopping with her boyfriend.
On the short runway, the two of them were talking and laughing while maintaining a stable step. Zhu Yuzhen's footsteps were brisk, blushing, her body swayed slightly, and Zhou Yang's hand was tightly pulled, as if she was just with her boyfriend. A young couple who went home together after having a good time by the water.
This way of walking on stage carries traces of performance, and I occasionally see it at some brand press conferences that focus on niche groups, but today there are two people with good looks, and everyone does not feel that they are incompatible.
When the two arrived at the forefront of the runway, they completely let go of their Zhu Yu and smiled so badly, and unbuttoned Zhou Yang's shirt.
The women in the audience climax instantly!
"Eight pack abs!"
"The Mermaid Line!"
"Shark line!"
The clear but not exaggerated muscle lines make everyone's eyes straight.
Zhu Yuzhen, who is the closest to Zhou Yang, placed a POSE with his hand covering Zhou Yang's shark line. It doesn't feel too good to start.
She subconsciously licked her lips, an uncontrollable impulse surged to her heart, it seemed a bit damp... She wanted to sleep with him.
The flash fired into one.
Huang Mengyi clenched her teeth and rolled her eyes with anger.
Originally, I wanted to give them a good start, but I didn't expect to let them borrow the donkey to make a small orgasm.
After the final appearance of all the models and designers, Zhu Yuzhen took Zhou Yang's hand back to the backstage and said to all the models: "After finishing work, I will treat you!"
"Yeah!" the models cheered together.
"Zhou Yang, come with you too!" Zhu Yuzhen said in the softest voice ever.
"Thank you, I have something to do, so I will leave first!" Zhou Yang smiled.
"Then... let's add a WeChat!" Zhu Yuzhen blurted out.
The employees around us all have weird expressions...Oh, this is the first time that Mr. Zhu has been so proactive!
Zhu Yu really blushed like a big apple, but he took Zhou Yang's phone and took the initiative to add friends.
Zhu Yu really smelled the faint scent from the other party, and his heartbeat accelerated. A thought that was so bold that she herself was scared rose.
It seems that Zhu Yu is really strange, Zhou Yang asked: "What's wrong with you?"
What greeted him was Zhu Yuzhen's fiery gaze and his face getting closer.
The next moment, Zhu Yuzhen's lips were lightly printed on Zhou Yang's face.
Everyone cheered.
"You give charcoal in the snow, this is a reward for you!" Zhu Yuzhen bit his lip and said.
"Okay, I just laughed!" Zhou Yang said casually.
Since his appearance changed, Zhou Yang's self-confidence has soared. He would definitely be shocked by such things in the past. After all, Zhu Yu is really a real beauty.
But at this moment, Zhou Yang just wanted to yell "cool."
Finally, Zhou Yang said to Huang Mengyi: "Thank you for your inspiration. I made this show very successful! Goodbye!"
"Thank you, Mr. Huang, for giving me and Zhou Yang the opportunity to be on stage together!" Zhu Yuzhen stepped on.
Huang Mengyi's face was pale, her fists clenched tightly, stomped her foot, and left her head quickly.
At this moment, Zhu Yuzhen received a message on his mobile phone: "Please rate the strongest male god, with a full score of 100."
Zhu Yu really did not hesitate to score full marks.
After returning home, the voice of the system sounded in Zhou Yang's mind.
"Customer evaluation is full marks, please choose permanent skills!"
"I want to keep my appearance forever!" Zhou Yang said in his heart.