Yunmei smiled faintly and put her hand on Wulan's hand. Fortunately, I have you.
After the Huanyue Sect disciples led by Qingzhu came down the mountain, Abbot Kongyue had already contacted the car and was waiting. The blue and semi-old minibus had rained in the morning, and the car body was covered with splashed mud, and the wheels were covered with thick mud.
and weeds.
Despite this, Qingzhu and others could not conceal their excitement, cheering quietly and getting into the car one after another.
"There are advertisements on the seat covers!"
"Where is the air leaking? Is this the air conditioner?"
“You can enjoy the scenery while sitting in the car!”
…
The disciples of the Huanyue Sect were chattering and talking. The driver who got off the car and looked for a place to smoke was a man in his fifties. He shook his head when he heard these ridiculous comments.
But when I got in the car and glanced back, I lost most of my three souls and six souls in an instant. I rubbed my eyes and looked again. Yes, they were a group of gods!
"It's so rude, take back your eyes!" Qingzhu scolded sternly, quite majesticly.
The driver was startled, turned his head quickly, and said to himself in confusion: "Hey, who told me that I was picking up a group of nuns?"
The bus started smoothly, and the disciples clenched their little fists excitedly. Qingzhu was so arrogant but still emphasized the discipline. They were not allowed to whisper to each other and look around. They all sat down honestly until they reached the destination!
As a result, the car became silent. The driver couldn't help being curious and took a sneak peek from the rearview mirror. The beauties were holding their breath and sitting with their eyes closed. They were all like sculptures!
The sisters are on their way here, and the supermodels are all freshening up and rushing to Fuyao Building.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, two luxury buses took the supermodels there. Bai Yifei, as the host, personally greeted them in front of the building and then led everyone on a routine tour.
Bai Yifei spoke fluent English throughout the whole process. It can be said that Bai Yifei is radiant and dazzling today. However, the supermodels were not very interested and followed Bai Yifei casually. As a result, in less than ten minutes, half of them were lost.
Bai Yifei turned around and saw the models either chatting and joking or playing with their mobile phones, but no one listened to her.
With a helpless smile, Bai Yifei discussed: "Xiaofan, why not just send him to training directly."
"That's fine." Ding Fan nodded, then waved to Lan Shan and said: "Shanshan, I'm still your coach, let everyone go to the fashion department."
"I don't want to be this coach!" Lan Shan turned away.
"Hey, what's wrong? You're not confident anymore?" Ding Fan asked.
"Don't provoke me!" Lan Shan looked around, lowered her voice and frowned: "They are not convinced by each other, so it is difficult to conduct unified training. Look, now that everyone is gone, how can we organize unified training?"
"You go to the fashion department and wait. They will be there soon."
"Okay then." Lan Shan suddenly changed her mind, a hint of schadenfreude flashed in her eyes.
In fact, Ding Fan also has a big head, and the scene is now in a mess!
The biggest obstacle is the language barrier, but the intention to cooperate with them in unified training has been conveyed several times. The supermodels were laughing and joking, pretending not to understand, and some people returned to the first floor to prepare for a half-day trip to Beijing and Yangzhou.
"Brother Fan, there is a model who wants to go out!" Gu Qiang called.
"No, tell them they must obey the company's arrangements, and we will arrange travel in the future." Ding Fan said in a deep voice.
"I already said it, but they didn't listen!"
I almost forgot, Gu Qiang is a top student at Jingyang University, and his English proficiency is no problem.
"Brother Fan, our security guards don't dare to touch them. For special cases, can we let Ye Zi resist for a while?" Gu Qiang discussed.
Ding Fan stroked his forehead and sighed, there was nothing he could do at the moment, "Okay, tell her to be polite, I'll go down right away."
After arranging Fang Meiqian to take the models on site to the fashion department, Ding Fan rushed to the first floor. Within two minutes, there was already a conflict downstairs!
"Go back, everyone!" Sikong Ye's violent roar came from the hall.
"Oh, my God, it's so rude and vulgar!" The three models raised their arms and complained, "It's just a catwalk, we don't need training, get out of the way, otherwise we will sue you!"
"Gu Qiang, what did she say?" Ye Zi asked.
"She, she said the weather is very good today..."
"Fart!" Sikong Yexing's eyes widened. Gu Qiang was so frightened that his legs went weak. He didn't dare to make up any more lies and translated them exactly as they were.
"You still want to sue me? This is my territory, where can you sue me?" Sikong Ye was extremely contemptuous.
"What did she say?" the model asked Gu Qiang in confusion.
"She, she said, the weather is not very good today, so it is better to stay in the building." Gu Qiang said with a grimace.
"You must be lying, her expression clearly didn't mean it." The model didn't believe it either.
Gu Qiang kept complaining, and no one believed it whether the weather was good or not. He turned around and finally saw Ding Fan striding over. As if he was amnesty, he trotted over to greet him, "Brother Fan, you're finally here!"
"Why did Ye Zi quarrel with others again?" Ding Fan frowned.
"There is nothing we can do. Female security guards are scarce, and our brothers really don't dare to get close. We can't rely solely on Ye Zi. They defend their rights at every turn, making us look like career criminals." There are many complaints that it is too difficult to serve.
Seeing Ding Fan coming, Sikong Ye's face turned cold, and she turned around and walked out, but Ding Fan stopped her.
"If you want to scold me, scold me back! Don't let me lose my face abroad!" Sikong Ye said in a muffled voice.
"The big braids have always been neatly combed, so why are they a bit messy today?" Ding Fan smiled and stepped forward to tidy up Sikong Ye's pulled out hair.
Sikong Ye's eyes widened, his senior brother came with anger, but somehow he calmed down after meeting him.
Gu Qiang's persuasion was on the one hand, Ding Fan thought of someone when he saw Sikong Ye, and he probably could delay it for a while.
"The rest have already gone to the training room, please come back." Ding Fan turned around and said to the models with a smile on his face.
"It's just a catwalk show at an expo!" One model was very arrogant and could barely handle walking around. Another one also echoed: "Even if Chairman Kylena is here, she may not make excessive demands.
"
"Yes, the Expo cannot restrain you, and neither can Kylena. But self-discipline can keep you persevering in various career troughs and finally stand out." Ding Fan smiled and added: "This is Linda, who is of mixed race from four countries.
Miss, right? I heard that in order to maintain the advantage of your skin color, you are very strict with yourself in terms of diet and exercise, so you can make money with one step, up to one million US dollars in one step?"
snort!
Linda raised one corner of her mouth, indicating her acquiescence.
"Miss Lina, she is known as the real-life elf, but her achievements in the catwalk are not just due to her face, right?" Ding Fan clasped his hands on his lower abdomen and said with a smile: "As the organizer, we naturally have to entertain everyone.
Eat, drink and have fun, but the most important thing is to create all the conditions for everyone to perform normally and make every catwalk a great opportunity to promote you."
Gu Qiang's translation basically passed the test. The supermodels who were about to leave did not insist anymore. Ding Fan took the opportunity to say again: "I believe no one will organize training on daily basic skills. Everyone will insist. Since Kylena can choose us as the organizer,
, of course we also have our own characteristics, please come back!”