number one supermodel

That week's New York Weekly used the front-page headline to report the big upset.The industry is very fond of talking about this matter. There are people who are crazy and sarcastic, and there are people who have nothing to do with themselves, and more people are wondering what ABC is doing.If the brain is not burned out, there is no need to brush off such a person who increases the ratings and the hot spots of the show in the audition.Or ABC was also scared by the fans of the Peacock Prince. If the Peacock Prince did not win the championship in the end, the fans would be angry and stage a terrorist attack, and the impact would be too bad.

Since Peacock Prince made his debut, the media have not been able to dig up information about his private life, but they have also written about his major events.This guy obviously didn't do anything, he didn't engage in some gossip news, and he didn't have anything to do to let someone take street photos on the street.But he just has the ability to make some troubles from time to time to make you explode, and the article is capitalized and close-up.Because he is really low-key, if there is any disturbance, the fans will be like locusts passing through.I can't wait to see the relationship between the eight lifetimes of the idol's ancestors from those few words.

This time, for the supermodel training camp, I thought that there would be materials to be written for a long time after Peacock Prince joined, but I didn't expect the organizing committee to come up with a ruthless first move.

Are they going to elevate the program under the banner of "our top ten models are better than Peacock Prince"?Oh come on.After all, the production of this show is also to make money.No matter how important it is to cultivate the next generation of supermodels, it must come after making money.Let's say there are male models among those ten gentlemen who have more potential than Peacock Prince, but it is clear that Peacock Prince is the one who can make ABC more money today.Who would have trouble with money?

And, according to the news circulating inside ABC.The initial planning of this program was proposed by the current president of ABC Group, Helmut Wallenstein, who holds the most shares in the company, and then he was escorted by Helmut's confidant, the famous TV producer Johnny Moff .It can be said that this program was born with a golden key in ABC, and it is extremely valued.

With Johnny Morph's experience and mind, he would never make such a mistake.

All things considered, the final guess of the media is that ABC is simply fooling people.They didn't really intend to shave the Peacock Prince at all.That's the kind of publicity they want.And they did succeed, almost most of the online and offline media paid more or less attention to this matter, and the major portal websites even crazily pinned this news to the top.For a while, no one knew about the upcoming "Supermodel Training Camp" of ABC.

Excellent marketing tool.It's just that if ABC is taken off at once, and our Peacock Prince doesn't want to return to the show because of this face, I'm afraid ABC will really laugh for a day and cry for two months.

The most important thing now is how the Peacock Prince will express his stance, whether to play this game with ABC?Or is it completely separated from ABC?

The media can't find the Peacock Prince himself, so why can't they persecute his assistant's phone number?Our poor Fred can only cry to Mi Le with the cell phone that has not been turned off all day.

"Mi, I think I can't do it if I don't go out these few days to avoid the limelight, those little bastards have learned my housekeeping skills, squat me. It's shameful!" Fred collapsed on Mi Le's house sofa, whimpering.

"Oh, I thought you were the all-round ace assistant, this little thing can't help you."

"Yes, yes. Of course I am the all-round ace assistant. You are not wrong. It's just that I used to be with half-popular stars. I'm the only one who asks others for gossip. Whoever gets me Being stalked."

"Then you have to thank me for giving you such high-level treatment."

"I especially—thank you!" Fred yelled, bouncing off the couch with a grin, and then fell down again.

"By the way, Mi. Did you read the report that ABC is really just using this as a stunt? I can't believe they actually won't let you compete, it's ridiculous."

Mi Le, who was pouring water, paused with his hands, expressionless.

"They can do whatever they want, and I can't control it."

"Eh? Don't you want to participate? It goes without saying that this show will be popular, and it won't do you any harm." Fred, who was still thinking about it, suddenly heard Mi Le's snort.

"Fred, do you know what the most basic condition for victory is?"

"powerful?"

"It is to always take the initiative, and then adapt to the situation."

Fred was sure he saw a look on Mi Le's face at this moment that he had never seen before.Treacherous, deep look.The light gray pupils seemed to become transparent under the reflection of the sunlight, making it even more difficult to see clearly.

"Mi?" Fred called out with some hesitation.He didn't quite understand what taking the initiative in Mi Le's words meant, he just felt that something surrounded Mi Le and changed something.

"Oh, don't be so stupid, Fred. You'll know what the result will be soon." Mi Le smiled brightly, her face glowing softly and beautifully.

It was indeed very fast, just an hour after Mi Le finished speaking, Fred received a call from Kelly Leona, asking him to take Mi Le to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, and emphasized several times that it was immediately.

"Looks like a turning point is coming, our Peacock Prince." Calliana's unhurried voice echoed in Fred's ears, and he had an intuition that it must be good news.Then he smiled at Mi Le.

Mi Le didn't reply, and a stern light flashed through those gray eyes.

In the low-key and luxurious Waldorf Astoria Hotel, Mi Le arrived at the door three or ten minutes later.Fred babbled on and on along the way, nothing more than that he was afraid that the person he was going to meet later was very powerful, so he should not do anything to make others angry.Of course, don't do things that are too cheap.

Fred didn't go in with Mi Le, not because he didn't want to, but because he wasn't qualified to go.

As soon as Mi Lepu entered the lobby of the hotel, a handsome waiter came to receive him after hearing the news. Before Mi Lepu could ask, he had already indicated that he was here to invite his gentleman and asked him to wait here to receive him.

While imagining how powerful that gentleman was, he followed the waiter leisurely and turned into a small dining hall.The Baroque-style small hall is full of extravagance, solemn copper-colored buildings, huge hall columns, gorgeous and complicated ceiling murals, and dazzling wall carvings.Every detail fully demonstrates the status of the other hall in the entire Waldorf Astoria.

After leading Mi Le here, the waiter bowed and retreated.The heavy door made a dull sound the moment it closed.Mi Le glanced at the door suddenly, then quickly calmed down and turned around.He looked around, except for all kinds of gorgeous utensils and two sets of silver knives placed on the long dining table.Mi Le didn't see anyone.

There was a cello's low tone slowly fluttering on the ceiling of the other hall. Mi Le looked for the sound and walked around a screen made of gold and silver, and bumped into the brown-haired man in the midst of the sounds of nature.

"It's you!" Mi Le couldn't help exclaiming the moment he met the man's gaze.

"Long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

There was an expression of disbelief on Mi Le's face, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a long while.He was a little confused and sat on the dining table in the other hall under the guidance of the man.

On the dining table covered with mahogany-colored embroidered tablecloths, there are empty tableware at both ends. In the center of the dining table, five silver amphora vases are placed in a diamond shape, and delicate and gorgeous flowers are decorated here, slowly blooming.

Soon, waiters brought cold dishes, appetizers, and main dishes one after another. The butler in a tuxedo and white gloves skillfully and gracefully arranged the delicacies one by one and evenly delivered them to the two of them.

Mi Le washed his hands with the water prepared on the table, and the housekeeper tied the napkin for him, but he didn't move the knife and fork first.

He quietly looked at the man across the table, not dissatisfied, but not happy either.He never knew that they would meet again in such a way, such a hand.He looked at the smiling man with the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, his eyes were full of doubts.

"I haven't told you my name yet. I'm Helmut Wallenstein."

"..." Mi Le probably guessed that he was an insider of ABC, but he never thought that this man would be the person in charge of ABC.Should he lament that he has such a big face, that the dignified president condescends to coordinate such a trivial matter?

"Elia misses you so much."

"Oh, how can you miss me. I'm probably going to scold me badly behind my back." Speaking of Ilya, Mi Le couldn't hold back his face, and smiled wryly.

"He originally wanted to come over and talk to you in person, but I was afraid he was too excited and didn't bring him here."

"Really, it was a great help." Mi Le could imagine that if there was Ilya on the table, he would definitely not be able to eat normally like this.

"Then why don't you return a small favor to me?"

"Stab!" The sound of a sword being drawn on the porcelain plate pierced through the air.Mi Le lowered her head and quietly cut the food, but did not answer.Seeing this scene, Wallenstein was not annoyed, but just sighed softly.He lingered on Mi Le's face with a nostalgic gaze.

They are so alike, these two people are...stubborn, inexplicably sticking to the bottom line...

"This time it is indeed our staff's mistake. I apologize to you on their behalf. You can ask for anything, and participating in this competition will do you no harm."

Mi Le suddenly showed a faint smile.

"Mr. Wallenstein, you don't actually have to do this. I don't think I have such a great charm, and the game is indispensable. I'm not hypocritical, because you care about the unhappiness caused by some outsiders. I just wonder why It's you. If someone else was here today, even if it was the producer's assistant who talked to me, I might have agreed immediately. But, it's you who came. I'm so scared, I think you can understand me Feeling."

"Yes, I understand, my dear child. I just want to take this opportunity to meet you, nothing more. I don't mean any harm, I just hope you can go better."

"But, we...we only met a few times because of Ilya, and I didn't even know your name until now, it's too..." This is too unbelievable, no one will be nice to a stranger for no reason .

"Then, if I say, I am repaying your father's kindness."

"What!" Mi Le couldn't help screaming loudly, and then immediately covered her mouth.

"My dear boy, how about we make a deal. If you win this competition, I will tell you about your father's past."

Mi Le stared at the man with a gentle smile with surging eyes, restless for a long time.