PDLP Chapter 449 The gap with you is too far
Chapter 449 The gap with you is too far
Lin Xiyu never thought that there would be a day when she would be blocked by Jiang Muyu in her career.
"Jiang Muyu, what are you, you dare to eliminate me."
Lin Xiyu slammed her fist hard on the wall, her delicate and fair skin was full of anger.
"Xiyu, calm down, it's not a big deal even if you get eliminated, you're just a model." The manager worriedly followed to the bathroom, looked at Lin Xiyu who was in a bad mood, and hurriedly comforted her.
Lin Xiyu's face changed, "What do you know? You think I care about a modeling job. I don't care about the model and endorsement at all, it's just an international brand."
She pushed away the manager next to her, walked directly to the sink, and stared fiercely at her own figure in the mirror.
His eyes were full of ferocity and anger, "Did you not see that bitch Jiang Muyu, she actually became one of the judges of LMC, she is such a lowly person, why should she become a judge, and still sit there and comment on my goodness?" bad."
"I don't care about this job, but I can't tolerate that bitch stepping on my head."
Her stomach full of anger has not diminished since entering here.
Jiang Muyu, why should she be able to kiss Beicheng brother intimately, she will become the laughing stock in the eyes of others, and now that bitch actually ruined the endorsement that should belong to her.
The agent didn't know what to say, so he hesitated for a while, "Forget it, it's just a moment of complacency anyway, maybe she just happened to be lucky enough to get to know Mr. Carell."
Lin Xiyu opened the bag she carried with her, took out the lipstick from it, and twisted it out to slowly draw the lines of her lips.
After putting it on, she pursed her lower lip in front of the mirror, curled her lips into a sneer, and her eyes glowed fiercely.
"I'm having a hard time, and she can't expect to be proud! If I can't be the main model of the LMC show, I'll go and watch it as a guest. I want to see if Jiang Muyu can stop me."
Throwing the lipstick into the bag viciously, Lin Xiyu turned around and stepped on her high heels and walked out.
The moment she walked out of the bathroom door, the ferocious anger on her face had all subsided, and she became a gentle and graceful goddess in the eyes of fans.
The manager followed behind her, sighed silently, and said nothing more.
She was originally Lin Xiyu's manager arranged by the Lin family. Others may be more effective in talking through a manager, but on her side, Lin Xiyu is the one who has the right to speak.
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Jiang Muyu's model selection was only a small part of it, and other people were checking the details.
She is not very clear about how many models were selected in the follow-up.
It's just that she eliminated Lin Xiyu alone, and she already feels very satisfied from the bottom of her heart.
"Karel, are you really going to let me be your spokesperson? I'm not a star or a celebrity, so you're taking a bit of a risk."
Before leaving, Jiang Muyu felt a little guilty and asked Mr. Carrell to mention it.
After all, she is not a big celebrity, so she can't bear the position of a spokesperson, right?
Karel patted her shoulders vigorously with both hands, and stared at her with blue eyes, "Dear Yu, you have to have more confidence in yourself. After this model show is over, I believe you will Be the focus of all news media."
Jiang Muyu rubbed his nose, and smiled helplessly: "I really don't have that plan to enter the entertainment industry, why do you always give me a feeling of..."
"How does it feel?" Karel asked.
"It's the feeling of pushing me into the entertainment industry. In fact, looking at me, I don't think I'm suitable either."
Jiang Muyu felt that she was a little self-aware.
Cute and exquisite, aura... ahem, if you talk about narcissism, there are a few.
But compared to so many beauties in the entertainment circle, she felt that she was too ordinary.
Karel shook his head again and again, "No, no, dear Yu, you can't... There is a saying on your Huaxia side? By the way, it's called... belittling yourself? It seems to say so, you can't do this."
The man's eyes became even hotter, staring at Jiang Muyu as if looking at his most beloved lover, "You have a beauty that no one else has. You are the muse of my Karel. How can you be with those vulgar people? Compared with people? Those guys are too far behind you."
Jiang Muyu rolled her eyes helplessly, and then pressed Karel's face.
Once this guy got excited, he not only stared at people affectionately, but now he would get closer...
"Mr. Carrell, you look like this, people will see you, and you will be scandalized." Jiang Muyu sighed helplessly.
Karel has been in this habit for several years, and it happens every time.
That's why there are rumors in the fashion design circle that this talented designer is a big carrot who likes to hang out with a bunch of models.
God knows, Jiang Muyu has known him for so many years, but he is actually a single dog, a persistent genius who is completely immersed in fashion design and matching.
"Oh yes yes, keep your distance." Gentleman Karel smiled and let go of his hands, "Anyway, you have promised to be my spokesperson, and you cannot go back on your word."
Thinking about it, the heat in his eyes rose a little more, "I've already thought about which outfit I want you to wear in the home show. I made it specially for you. The most beautiful person must be you."
"At that time, you can directly announce your identity as the spokesperson. From that day on, dear Yu, you will definitely become the perfect muse in the eyes of everyone..."
Jiang Muyu raised her hand to rest her forehead, "..."
Why does Karel feel that she is getting more and more serious about the problem of talking non-stop when she is excited.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Muyu's cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting Karel's conversation that he wanted to continue imagining.
Jiang Muyu smiled at him, glanced at the caller ID, and answered it directly.
"Hey."
"The selection is over?" Huo Beicheng's voice came from the phone.
Jiang Muyu: "Well, it's over!"
Then listening to the phone, Huo Dashao said: "I have made an appointment for Niannian to have dinner together in the evening."
Jiang Muyu: "..."
I'll go, young master Huo, can you repeat what you just said.
What are you talking about?
Jiang Muyu blinked her eyes, and was silent for a while before speaking again, "Who did you say you made an appointment with?"
"Son, he said he would come to the company to find me." Huo Beicheng's voice was slightly low, and it was transmitted from the phone to her eardrums.
The information passed into his mind made Jiang Muyu freeze in place.
After a few seconds.
"What did you say?!!!"
The woman's high-decibel voice was instantly remembered, and Karel, who hadn't left yet, shouldn't be startled.