MTL - Spoiled-Chapter 15

When looking at Han Yun's expression, Fu Yuan knew what he wanted to say, and hummed with a smile.

Han Guoyun, a devotee of Chao Chaoye, is doing what the court maid in the Huanyi Bureau is doing for him. Han Yun feels very inappropriate.

However, rather than do it yourself, let the National Teacher do the work for him, after all, the National Teacher was washed cleaner.

Faced with Fu Yuan's answer, Han Yun was a little embarrassed to be authentic: "Xuan Zhu, will my clothes be given to you in the future, okay? When I make a lot of money, I will definitely treat you well"

Fu Yuan: "How is your Majesty going to treat your ministers well?"

Han Yun said: "As long as I have a bite of meat, I will never let you drink soup!" He said categorically, that he is the only one in the world who treats himself sincerely like a master.

Fu Yuan gazed at him in the dark, with a wolf-like look, and finally chuckled and said, "The emperor, Chen really wants to eat ..."

"What to eat?" Han Yun did not hear clearly. "Whatever you want to eat, as long as I can do it, I will buy it for you!"

Fu Yuan said yes, and stroked his palm on his forehead: "It's late, let your majesty sleep."

The preliminary record is recorded every other day. Han Yun will go to the competition early tomorrow.

"Come up, too." He yawned, nestled in the quilt, and suddenly found that the smell on Fu Yuan was somewhat familiar.

Before Han Yun set off to the recording site, he received another text message from Song Lin: "Today is a hard photo assessment. There are very few clothes and several models wear the same one. You come here early and call me when I come and I will ask someone to pick it up You, send you the previous number. "

After eliminating half directly in the last time, there are only a hundred players left. This time the hard-shot shooting will be based on the results of the last catwalk and half of them will be eliminated again.

And one hundred players took hard photos on the same day. Of course, it is impossible to prepare one hundred pieces of clothing for the players. In fact, there are only more than thirty pieces. Among them, women have more women than men. After all, there are more women models than men. .

So one dress, this model finished, and the next model continues to wear.

Upon seeing Song Lin's text message, Han Yun got up from the bed in a hurry and couldn't wait for breakfast. He opened the refrigerator, dropped a bottle of milk, and left.

He is resolutely unwilling to wear a dress with others! If you want to wear it, he wears it first!

Because Song Lin was operating inside, Han Yun smoothly got five, an extremely high number, in the lottery. He went to the company yesterday to ask Zhou Ran, so Han Yun paid special attention to other players today.

Soon, he found Luo Yusen among a hundred players.

Luo Yusen has a good figure, but the players who participated in the competition are all passable. His appearance is a bit ordinary, but it is very unique and easy for the audience to generate memory points. A single eyelid with black eyeliner, a specially cut eyebrow, a dirty pigtail, and a few silver earrings.

He looks more like a rocker than a model.

As soon as Han Yun's eyes passed, Luo Yusen glanced at him coldly, disdainful. Han Yun was dissatisfied, and he whispered, turning his head very arrogantly, as if he was not worth mentioning.

This person harmed himself because Sun Wenyan ... Han Yun couldn't figure it out, this is really a blind man.

Eventually, his name was on his face, and he finally remembered that when he was rehearsing the children ’s wear show that day, he was holding a dinner plate with Louis for snacks. Han Yun didn't know what the grand finale meant, so he answered calmly and didn't care.

A few colleagues I met at the show, but they all admired him very much: "Han Yun, you are very lucky. I heard that the designer Mr. Morris clapped you to take the finale. I haven't gone through the finale. This is just a children's clothing show, but I invited a lot of big names to watch the show, and maybe the editor-in-chief was fancy! "

Han Yun was number five, so he was the first to go in to pick clothes, and Luo Yusen also picked the top thirty, which also belongs to the first group. A group of male models crowded together: "Ah ah I want this!"

"I want this one too, don't grab it from me. I got it first. This is mine!"

Someone even got into a fight.

Han Yun: "..."

Before he could react, his clothes were robbed.

He had to pick up the last piece of clothes in silence and looked up, which was a little strange. The director looked up behind the viewfinder to see Han Yun, a well-known brand in the whole body, shook his head, and said to himself that this rich man was the one who was bullied.

The clothes that Han Yun wore today were all found in the closet. He wasn't sure. The original owner spent two or three hundred clothes on Weishang. What's the difference with thousands of pieces? He didn't have this consciousness. I did n’t have the money to buy new clothes, so I had to pick out a comfortable one from the closet.

The host of the show is Lin Meng, a well-known variety host in China. She has done fashion homework in advance: "Once you get your own costumes, you should understand our theme of this photo shoot. Yes, it is-the dark . "

For this series of clothes, I do n’t know which brand is sponsored, some are gorgeous and some are simple, but almost the color tone is mainly black ... and the Korean one is red, and he ca n’t understand it. Medieval costumes are cumbersome to design.

Because in a dozen \ 'black \' costumes are too provocative, countless people picked them up with their hands, and immediately returned to their original position after seeing the costume shape. Such strange clothes should be left to the unlucky hands.

Lin Meng: "You divided the five into a group and filmed together."

A group of players rioted: "Shooting together?"

"Take the same hard photo, only one player is selected for each hard photo, two players are to be determined, and the remaining two are eliminated directly."

"When you go in and change clothes, our four judges will decide your group."

In the end, it is a domestic competition, not so open, and will not shoot the details of the model change. Han Yun quickly rushed into the dressing room with curtains. The back-room changing room was not enough. If he didn't grab it, he could only change it outside.

He lifted the red, very heavy garment, a bit out of reach.

The collar of the clothes is large, a wide circle of lace, called cra \ 'vat, showing the middle and second breath in gorgeousness.

Just when Han Yun wasn't sure what to do, he was suddenly blindfolded in his eyes, and he couldn't see it, but Han Yun was not panic at all, he knew who it was.

He took his clothes with both hands, and behind him came the sound of Fu Yuan's low voice, blowing on his ears, and itching: "Don't move, change clothes for your Majesty."

Han Yun was the one who served him. He opened his arms when he heard it, and was not ashamed at all.

It's just ... Unseen, a pair of men's hands undressed him, and his fingers occasionally rubbed his skin. Han Yun felt strange in his heart, as if an ant was crawling, numb and itchy.

Soon, Fu Yuan changed his clothes for him, and when Han Yun opened his eyes again, he could see them, and the teacher was gone.

He murmured quietly: He was a ghost.

And he made Fu Yuan change his name, but Fu Yuan still didn't change it ... let alone, he will be his own emperor.

The clothes changed, and the group came out at the same time. He and Luo Yusen were assigned to a group. The grouping is regular. The program group will break the combination of the top 50 players by default to ensure them. Can be successfully promoted.

The difference between Luo Yusen and the original owner is that the original owner has the opportunity but cannot grasp it, but Luo Yusen is capable, but these years have been suppressed by a senior, and there is no date for his early years.

This is a tough rival, but Han Yun doesn't think he will lose.

However, just looking at the clothes, Han Yun has lost. Luo Yusen grabbed a black knight costume with a very handsome design and a pair of black riding boots, which fits his temperament. The red suit on his body was worn by medieval nobles and can usually only be seen in portrait oil paintings.

The design is grotesque and funny, and it is also very big.

So no matter whether there is a player with or without experience, they will give up this too gorgeous costume, which seems gorgeous, and I don't know how strange it is.

You can see the effect that Han Yun put on ...

Someone whispered, "It doesn't seem as ugly as you think?"

"It's not ugly but I can't see where to go ..."

"Unfortunately, such good-looking players will never be seen again ..."

"That's not necessarily true. He must be so appealing to female audiences that he looks so good. The show crew is willing to let him leave so early?"

Moderator Lin Meng interrupted everyone's conversation and said, "You know, there are still 70 models in line behind, so today's shooting will be very fast, each group of players only give ten minutes." Do not talk to the models She went on to say, "The makeup time is half an hour, the first group and the second group of advanced dressing rooms, others wait."

After putting on makeup, Han Yun smelled a strange smell as soon as he entered the studio.

A girl in a black witch costume in their group couldn't help covering her nose: "What smell is this, it smells so bad, I can't stand it."

They soon noticed that in the darkened scene, there was a tethered brown horse.

This Arabian horse was borrowed from the racecourse and looked taller than people. No doubt, this horse is the most striking prop in the entire scene! And the European-style sofa, small tea table and floor lamp next to it all became dim compared to this horse.

"What, it turns out to be horse dung ..."

A staff member said, "Yes, it's horse dung. The princess has a bad temper. I just let the jockey get close. We have cleaned it up, but it still tastes good. Forbearance."

The photographer's expression was calm, as if he didn't smell the smell. Han Yun didn't know the photographer, but the girl who complained about the smell was exclaimed when he saw him: "Ah! It's Russell! Oh my god! I'm dreaming !"

It looks like a very good photographer.

The photographer's expression was very cold: "Find the props myself, I only shoot for ten minutes."

Luo Yusen did not hesitate to walk to the Arabian horse.

He is a black knight. Of course, he has to be equipped with a steed. He is very confident. The jockey next to him helped him to step on the stables and prepare to turn over the horse. As the staff member said, the princess was very bad-tempered and Luo Luosen was thrown directly Come down.

He fell into the dead leaves all over the ground, and a smell of horse dung rushed into his nose, and Luo Yusen's expression changed immediately.

But he was not discouraged, and soon tried again, twice ...

The photographer looked at him impatiently: "Climb down, don't waste time, and that one, you," he pointed to the Han Yun standing beside the floor lamp on the edge, as if he was not in the state. ?"

Han Yun has no experience in shooting hard photos. To be precise, there is not much information about this in the memory, and the original owner has not taken this type of film.

That's why he looked helpless.

Luo Yusen glanced at Han Yun and said, "I'll try again."

The photographer ignored him and said to the staff of the director's team: "Start the timing directly and waste time."

As soon as this word came out, the remaining players in the group expressed dissatisfaction: "Do not ride hard if you don't ride horses! Don't waste our shooting time, how can Russell have so much time for you to waste!"

Luo Yusen walked to the horse with an ugly expression and picked up the rope-he chose to lead the horse.

Just then, Han Yun came to the horse.

He caused everyone's dissatisfaction that he was wasting time.

Han Yun ignored him. Although he is not very proficient in Liuyi, and because of his poor health, riding and shooting is his worst one, but he can be regarded as riding a horse anyway, so he can't even get on horseback. .

The reason why he was thrown off his horse when he was young was that it was a wild horse brought by a Mongolian messenger, which was difficult to tame.

However, this Arabian horse is not enough in his eyes, not tall enough, not to mention temper.

Luo Yusen also looked back at him, revealing a mocking expression: "I can't get on the horse, do you think you can do it?" As soon as the words fell, Han Yun grabbed the reins and turned over.

Even though he is flamboyant, he can see that his movements are very neat and professional, and beautiful.

One second, two seconds ... everyone was waiting for him to be thrown off. Unexpectedly, Han Yun sat on the horse's back so steadily.

Luo Yusen's face changed with anger. He got on horseback, didn't he become a slave to him? !!

Han Yun was sitting high on the horse, showing his pride, look! I'm so great!

The photographer said, "You have only seven minutes." Then he raised his camera, and the models quickly entered the shooting state.

After the shooting, the next group of players came in, and the director said, "The next recording will be five days later, that is, June 10th, and it will take some time to select and edit. Who is to be determined, who will leave directly. "

Han Yun was idle again.

He is now completely penniless, and has received a phone call from his family. His father's current wife, Aunt Cui, urged him to ask for money.

"Your father's illness can't be delayed. The family has been emptied. Han Yun, this is your biological father. If you are not responsible, we can't afford it ... we can only give up on him."

Han Yun was angry and uncomfortable. He knew it was a blood sensory reaction from the body.

This kind of taste is very uncomfortable, he said: "Give me a while, I participated in the competition, there are 500,000 prizes, I will give you the first time to get the prize."

Auntie Cui: "You need money this month. Ask your friends to borrow it. You must have a lot of rich friends in Beijing! Or, or-you can also borrow usury."

Han Yun did not anger and smile: "Aunt Cui, why don't you let your son borrow usury?" I'm also afraid of the bad society!

"Longlong just went to college, you're out of society ..."

Hanging up the phone, Han Yun angrily squeezed his eyebrows. This kind of thing can't be justified without giving it. Moreover, if he has so much money, he will definitely give it.

That night, Han Yun received a call from Aunt Cui again, saying: "Thank you, thank you, we have received the money you transferred. Aunt, thank you for your father!"

Han Yun was confused: "What is half a million?"

"You called! You have received it, rest assured, these 500,000 are for your father's treatment, I will not use a penny."

Han Yun became more and more confused. Someone hit 500,000 in his name to the Cui family?

Who?

Can it be ...

Han Yun quickly hung up the phone, summoned Fu Yuan and pursued it.

Fu Yuan: "The minister said, the minister is rich."

Han Yun almost cried and hugged him directly: "Master Fu, you are so good at mixing, why don't you tell me earlier! I have no pets for you!"