Keep it secret for now! Ding Fan smiled and made a gesture of invitation. Gu Qiang quickly led them to the training room. Sikong Ye walked up to Ding Fan, looked at the group of people leaving, and gloated: "That fake Lan Shan
Women from the upper class can't keep them down."
"Ye Zi, don't be so disrespectful to Shanshan." Ding Fan frowned.
"I'm just talking about her, what's wrong?" Sikong Ye raised his face stubbornly.
"Master will teach you a lesson!"
"Master treats me the best. If I tell Master about Lan Shan's crimes, he will tell you to stay away."
This is really not the case. Lan Shan is the master's biological niece, and she has lost contact with her since she was young. She loves her even more. Sikong Ye also has to stand back.
"Yi Zi, nothing is going on here. I'll give you two days off." Ding Fan said generously.
"Hey, I'm sorry, I still have to work hard! I stay in the building during the day and go to the hotel at night." Sikong Ye teased with a wicked smile.
You have a thousand tricks, but brother has certain rules!
Ding Fan chuckled and raised his chin towards the street across the street, "I've asked Huang Yongping to design his hair?"
Whoosh!
Sikong Ye ran away without looking back, blinking and disappearing. Whenever she thought of Huang Yongping, she felt suffocated and didn't want to stay any longer!
Just waiting in the hall, a few minutes later, Huang Yongping appeared in sight. He was dressed in a burgundy slim-fitting suit, which was not as eye-catching as his hairstyle. His hair was long behind his ears, with a small braid on each side!
Also, we can’t see Sikong Ye’s inherent melancholy temperament. If we don’t know the origin, Huang Yongping looks quite cool.
"Brother Huang, the supermodels are all here, I'll have to work hard for you next." Ding Fan patted his shoulder.
"It's my job." Huang Yongping, who only had Sikong Ye in his heart, didn't think anything of it. He sighed heavily and said, "I wanted to invite Ye Zi to have a meal with me last night, but I didn't come. I brought her breakfast this morning, but she was still nowhere to be seen."
Ding Fan suddenly realized that no wonder Sikong Ye was so active. It turned out that he was avoiding Huang Yongping.
Alas, my sincerity was paid by mistake!
"There is no end to the sea of suffering, Brother Huang, don't torture yourself anymore." Ding Fan put his arm around Huang Yongping's shoulders and said sympathetically.
"I also thought about giving up." Huang Yongping sighed again.
“It’s not too late to pull back from the brink!”
"But I found that giving up is scarier than death!"
It’s back again!
Continuing this topic, luckily the elevator arrived and Ding Fan took Huang Yongping to the fashion department.
Surprisingly, Chinese and foreign models get along relatively well, because the supermodel is very interested in the Fuyao model's hairstyle. Everyone is different, and they change their hairstyle every day to keep it fresh.
When it comes to hairstyle, Fuyao model will of course mention hairstylist Huang Yongping.
No, Teacher Huang is here!
All the supermodels' eyes were on Huang Yongping. Unlike other people who's eyes widened when they saw a beautiful woman, Huang Yongping was expressionless and just noticed the different hair textures and colors of the supermodels.
"Mr. Huang, what hairstyle do you think is suitable for me?" Jones asked first.
Huang Yongping motioned Jones to sit down, picked up a lock of hair and looked at it carefully, then picked out another one and pulled it with a little force, and gave the reply, "Purple side-parted short hair suits you better."
"Really?" Jones was slightly startled and said, "But my hairstylist said that I am more suitable for long hair with bare forehead."
"I'm sorry, Fuyao's current hairstylist is me." Huang Yongping said bluntly.
"Okay then. Can you tell me the reason?" Jones asked again.
"Many people believe that skin color is a prerequisite for deciding a hairstyle, but it also depends on the brightness of the skin color and the proportion of the facial features. Your skin is delicate and moist, and your eyes are very bright. With a textured hairstyle to set it off, you will look more energetic," Huang Yongping explained.
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"Can you try it now?" Jones asked.
"The barber will be here shortly, please wait a moment."
Huang Yongping chuckled, luckily he is still a supermodel, the hairstylist may not do it himself!
"Mr. Huang, what about me?" Lina asked loudly.
"Bald!"
Everyone laughed, Lina was also a little unhappy, and asked angrily: "Why?"
"When I say bald, I can understand it as being shaved. Your head shape is really great. Only a bald head can show its beauty." Huang Yongping gestured a few times and clucked his tongue, "How can you have such a perfect head?"
!”
"I won't shave my head." Lina sneered.
"I haven't finished yet. In our industry, baldness has another meaning, which is that the hair is thinned close to the scalp, dyed to a color close to the skin color, or short hair or high ponytail, the effect will not be too great.
Difference."
Ding Fan also admired Huang Yongping's openness. Plum blossoms are better than fragrance, peach blossoms are better than color, and everyone has their own strengths.
The unruly and talented hairstylist made the supermodels very fond of him and asked him more and more questions.
Ding Fan quietly withdrew, but Lan Shan chased after him, frowning and saying: "As soon as Huang Yongping comes, today's training will be ruined."
"Models pay attention to their appearance. They must have many problems to discuss with Brother Huang. It won't be too late for training tomorrow." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Hairstyles are just an auxiliary. Supermodels do not receive unified training. How can we cooperate with them at the opening ceremony of the expo?" Lan Shan said.
Ding Fan stopped and asked seriously: "Shanshan, why do you think supermodels have this attitude?"
"It's easy to see, I didn't take the Fuyao model seriously at all!" Lan Shan responded.
"Why do you pay attention to Brother Huang?" Ding Fan asked.
"..." Lan Shan couldn't answer.
"This is the importance of skills. Shanshan, don't worry about them for now, take the Fuyao model to make good use of the last time." Ding Fan looked at his watch, "Let's do this for this afternoon. After the exchange is over, we will send them back to the hotel tomorrow.
Normal training.”
"What should we do if we continue like this tomorrow?" Lan Shan asked.
"Will not."
What kind of tricks did Ding Fan do? He couldn't have let Huang Yongping stay here for the past two days. The models showed more than just hairstyles. But Lan Shan still listened to Ding Fan's words. Don't worry about others, first gather the Fuyao models to continue training.
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The supermodels paid great attention to their external image and kept holding Huang Yongping until the building employees got off work. Huang Yongping promised to continue tomorrow morning, but the models did not agree and it was easy to wait in line. Why wait for tomorrow?
As a last resort, Fuyao Hotel sent the meals directly to the fashion department, but when the meals were delivered, the supermodels shouted that they were tired and wanted to go back to rest.
There is no other way, I have to prepare another meal.
This group of international supermodels who didn't speak the same language and were all willful made Bai Yifei very worried. During this period, she contacted Ding Fan several times. Ding Fan's reply was to persist, persist, and persist!
Wu Yahuan called and told Ding Fan an important situation.
After the Wu family's bodyguards relentlessly investigated and waited, they finally discovered Du Laoxie's hiding place, a basement in Building 8 of Heping Community.
"What's the situation in the community?" Ding Fan asked quickly.