My Weibo Page is Able to Tell Fortunes

Of course, you must not ask.

Shen Yuanye felt that the river bank had already had such a little suspicion. If he showed his feet again, even if he never knew what she could see on Weibo, she knew that she was using Weibo to tell fortunes.

To reveal such a secret to an outsider unless she is a fool.

Seeing Jiang Pan staring at her with scorching eyes, Shen Yuanye cleared her throat and said, "From the aspect of face, Officer Jiang is very professional and very good at dealing with people. The most important thing is to let others do things. What you use."

In fact, this is very simple to see.

At first glance, this person by Jiangpan is not an ordinary person, he is destined to be a born leader, a master, Shen Yuanye can tell from his habits that he is from an extraordinary background.

The other side was silent for a moment.

For a long time, Jiang Pan said: "You know I am not listening to this."

Of course Shen Yuanye knew it, but she wouldn't tell her to slap her in the face. She pretended to be helpless and said: "Officer Jiang, the timing is different and the results are different. Look at your complexion and eyebrows, you will be going well recently. "

Jiangpan raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"

Shen Yuan Ye stopped talking nonsense, and drank his own coffee.

It is said that people with thin lips are indifferent, she doesn't know if this sentence is right.

It's not that simple to really count a person's life. Cheng Feiqiong didn't teach such content when she taught her. If she asks, she will probably be told.

Shen Yuanye said: "Officer Jiang, if there is nothing wrong, I will leave first."

If she stayed any longer, she felt she was going to lose her skin.

Jiangpan is no ordinary person, and she is not a master who is good at hiding and lying. If she talks a few words sooner or later, it will be broken.

"Okay." Jiang Pan nodded.

Shen Yuanye curled her lips. Just as she was about to leave the coffee money, the man in front of her paid the bill, and she had to withdraw her hand.

This man by the river still has a gentlemanly demeanor.

***

On Wednesday, Shen Yuanye was called to the company by Liu Li.

Liu Li urged: "This fashion show is for you to practice your hands, you must not mess up, otherwise the quota of New York Fashion Week will have to be reconsidered."

A small fashion show will make mistakes, even if Zhang Wentao and Li Mengran are behind the company secretly, it is useless. New York Fashion Week will inevitably change candidates.

Shen Yuanye smiled and said, "Sister Li, you can rest assured!"

She knew before that Liu Li said that her practice exercise was to participate in a small designer's catwalk, and she had been preparing for this for a while.

Liu Li was very satisfied with her confident appearance.

This designer is only a small celebrity in China, and he can hold his own fashion show because of the support of the company he works for.

The model on the catwalk was naturally not there.

"In this case, let's set off, starting at 6 o'clock in the evening, and now we have to go to the rehearsal." Liu Li quickly took her out of the company.

The location of the fashion show is an hour away from the company.

When Shen Yuanye arrived, there were already a lot of people inside, all of them were beautiful models, and they were very eye-catching when gathered together.

When she came, her gaze rested on her if nothing happened.

Shen Yuan Ye naturally easily felt some hostile eyes.

She had anticipated such a situation a long time ago. After all, this is basically a situation in the circle, and it cannot be avoided at all.

Hostility alone is not bad, sometimes the endless methods are even worse.

Shen Yuanye walked to the corner of the lounge, pulled a chair to sit down, and looked away a lot.

When she was seated, a girl beside her smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Qiu Ling."

Shen Yuanye glanced at her, "Shen Yuanye."

Qiu Ling's self-familiar temperament said: "Yuan Ye, you are much taller than me."

She is 1.72 meters tall. When I look at the actresses and singers who are about 1.6 meters tall in the company, she feels that she is tall. As a result, Shen Yuanye is 6 centimeters taller than her.

The concept of six centimeters is not that simple.

Because she doesn't have makeup now, Shen Yuanye can easily see Qiu Ling's bare face and analyze her facial features habitually.

Qiu Ling's bags under the eyes are full, but there are no fine lines. Such a girl has a simpler personality, easy to get angry, and she is not defensive. The ruddy and shiny face shows that her mind is not bad.

Shen Yuanye smiled at her, "You are also very good."

Qiu Ling smiled and said, "Yes, I am not short."

After a few chats, a group of models in the lounge will take the stage one by one for rehearsal. As for the clothes and makeup, they are all free, as long as they act in a typhoon.

Shen Yuan Ye was arranged in the back.

In an hourly costume show, the order is not that important, and she doesn't care too much.

But other people are different. They are usually small activities. They are very concerned about this formal fashion show and hope to get a good result.

The process of rehearsal is not difficult, and it takes a few hours.

In these few hours, Shen Yuanye and Qiu Ling also got acquainted with each other. As expected, Qiu Ling's personality was relatively simple.

By the time it was over, it was already past four, and Shen Yuanye was also taken by Qiu Ling to eat out for dinner, but neither of them ate too much.

At six o'clock, preparations for the fashion show began.

Shen Yuanye's order of coming to power is still behind, so the makeup artist gives priority to others, and she is also happy.

Qiu Ling was seven or eight places ahead of her.

"The clothes are torn..."

Qiu Ling's mumbling was not loud, but Shen Yuanye, who was next to her, heard it clearly, and immediately turned to look at the clothes in her hands.

The dress is in gorgeous color, and the torn part is at the back waist position. It is not obvious when it is carried on the hand, but once it is put on, it can definitely be seen.

What's more, the model has to walk back on her own. If Qiu Ling turns around like this, it will be over.

The people around didn't seem to notice this, but Shen Yuanye immediately took the clothes and went to the bathroom, "Come with me."

The quietness of the restroom is completely different from the restroom.

Qiu Ling followed her, crying anxiously when she reacted, "Yuan Ye, what should I do?"

If it is reported to the designer, her quota will probably be crossed out. Not only will she not be on stage, she may also be responsible for the loss of the clothes.

"Don't cry, don't be discovered by other people." Shen Yuanye has a good impression of her.

She took Qiu Ling's clothes and reached out to touch the torn opening. The quality of the skirt was very good, not like it could be broken by itself.

It's more like someone shot.

Sure enough, there is a lot of selfishness in the modeling circle. Shen Yuanye knew it before, but she hadn't really met it. Today is the first time.

Shen Yuanye said, "Look for needles."

"Hmm!" Qiu Ling regarded her as the backbone, and ran out, rummaging in the lounge, tears almost falling.

The models in the lounge didn't worry about her, they were all sorting out their makeup and clothes.

After a long time did not find the needle and thread, Qiu Ling ran back to the bathroom, "No...no I didn't find the needle and thread... What should I do now? Go out and buy needle and thread?"

There is no small shop here at all!

Shen Yuanye's head was hurting, and suddenly there was a flash of light in his mind, "Go get the scissors from the lounge, and be quiet."

Qiu Ling quickly brought scissors.

Shen Yuanye poked a small hole on both sides of the tear in her clothes, then cut the clothes Qiu Ling was wearing now, took out a few silk threads, and tied them.

Although the crack is gone, if you look closer, you can definitely see the broken place.

Shen Yuanye exhaled, "Just do it this way, you're going to be on the stage soon, change it first, and then you can walk or move a little bit less, this line is not strong."

It's not a big fashion show, even if there are reporters, they don't pay much attention to the details of a piece of clothing.

Besides, the color of the clothes is very bright. When the time comes, it will be marked by the lights on the spot. Maybe others will not see it at all.

Shen Yuanye exhorted again: "You must pay attention when you wear it."

Qiu Ling happily took the clothes and hugged Shen Yuan Ye with her arms, "Thank you so much, Yuan Ye! I must treat you to a big meal afterwards!"

Someone shouted over there, and she turned and ran away.

Shen Yuanye just helped out, because Qiu Ling had a better temper, and besides, she didn't want to see someone who framed others succeeded because of a little thing.

The fashion show started in half an hour.

After Qiu Ling took the stage, she was very nervous. Fortunately, her professional quality made her not mistakes, and she was safe and sound until the end of the runway.

When she turned around, her heart instantly lifted up.

She saw with her own eyes that Shen Yuanye had just used a few threads to poke and tie the broken place together. If it collapses at this moment, then everything is over.

After returning to the stage, Qiu Ling couldn't wait to enter the lounge and looked behind her back.

The clothes didn't fall apart.

Qiu Ling's face suddenly eased, and she collapsed on the chair, feeling for the first time as if she had experienced life and death.

If there was no Shen Yuanye today, her first show would be over.

No one wants a model that will break even the clothes he wants to wear.

...

Shen Yuanye is still behind a group of people. There are more than a dozen models in front of her. Each model will walk for about two minutes, and it will take nearly half an hour to reach her.

There was not much noise outside just now, indicating that it should be fine.

She simply took out her mobile phone and found Qiu Ling's Weibo.

Although nothing seems to have happened just now, she still wants to know who did it. Maybe Qiu Ling's Weibo will give a hint.

In this way, even if you encounter it later, you can be vigilant.

Qiu Ling's affairs also gave her a reminder that she must basically not know people from all kinds of countries at New York Fashion Week. When there is a problem with the clothes, she can't eat and walk around.

Shen Yuanye's face condensed a little, and she clicked to follow her quietly.

Soon, Qiu Ling's message appeared in front of her.