The backstage was filled with people, a large number of models dressed in clothes, make-up, and a busy one.

Jin Suiyuan followed Wen Ling to the lounge, and came and went with all kinds of beautiful legs, thin waists and big breasts. She was so dazzling that she even drooled.

"I'm good!" His eyes were straight, and Jin Suiyuan enjoyed it very much.

"Where are you looking?" Wen Ling gave him a blank look when she saw his lustful look.

"I am pretty, but looking at me is not a crime." Jin Suiyuan muttered, staring at the beautiful model's characteristic figure and smirking.

Wen Ling was too lazy to pay attention to him, so she looked down at her phone. It was almost seven o'clock. She was extremely anxious. At this exhibition, Yalan Group was the fourth to appear, and the six female models were ready, and only the seventh one had not been delivered.

"Where has Lin Xue been there? Why haven't you come yet?" Wen Ling restlessly leaned against her fingers.

At this time, Li Xue rushed over from the front in a panic and started calling before she even came in: "Sister Ling, the clothes are delivered, hurry up and try them on for the model!"

When Wen Ling heard this, she jumped up from the chair happily and ran out.

"This is a clothes." Lin Xue smiled.

"I finally caught up." Wen Ling took the clothes, turned them back to the lounge, picked them up and shook them a few times: "Hurry up and put them on."

As he said that, he pulled Jin Suiyuan, who was sitting on the chair and put it on him. This dress was Hanfu. Although it was made temporarily, the workmanship and details were within acceptable range. In addition, Jin Suiyuan itself is a clothes rack, which fits very well in both the width of the waist and shoulders and length!

Sister Zhen came out of the dressing room and saw Jin Suiyuan wearing a Hanfu, and couldn't help but look at Jin Xing, and exclaimed: "Perfect, the young man wearing this outfit is a seamless match!"

But the big bald head made most of the scenery of Hanfu lost. Sister Zhen looked at it for a moment, and a flash of inspiration immediately took a wig from the dressing room shelf, lit her toes and put them on Jin Suiyuan's head.

"Ancient people, what are ancient people? These are ancient people!" Sister Zhen was amazed, as if the person in front of her was not a modern person, but a Confucian scholar and official who traveled from the Han Dynasty.

Wen Ling's reaction was not much better. Jin Suiyuan looked a little handsome, but she was too honest and usually silly, giving people the feeling of being the next door, kind and kind.

But when I put on this outfit, my long black hair swelled down, and my handsome face was simply incomprehensible!

After being shocked, Wen Ling immediately came to her senses, held Jin Suiyuan's hand, and warned: "Suiyuan, when walking on the show, you should create the usual habit of walking, just treat the audience below with carrots and cabbage! Don't be nervous, do you know?"

Jin Suiyuan felt funny about Wen Ling's concerns and said, "Sister Ling, why do you look even more nervous than me? Otherwise, you will come on stage for me?"

Wen Ling gave him a blank look and glared at him angrily: "Now say this! Are you sincerely trying to anger me?"

The little mouth pouted, and his cheeks turned red due to the excitement of emotions. With the dim lights in the background, Jin Suiyuan's throat felt hot.

"Do not look at what is wrong, don't look at what is wrong."

Steadily throbbing in his heart, Jin Suiyuan stepped onto the stage and stood behind the curtain and listened to the host's introduction.

Wen Ling stood behind her, her eyes full of worry, but also some expectations.

"The next thing to be exhibited is the Hanfu show of Yalan Group." The host told the story with a microphone.

After he finished speaking, he stepped back to the backstage.

The lights gradually dimmed, and Yalan Group invited six female models to walk with confidence and calm steps, one after another, walking very smoothly...

After the model in front went down, Jin Suiyuan raised her head and stood up, walking like the wind. He was wearing Hanfu, like a king of a generation, and like a passionate and carefree hero. He was quick and steady step by step. Although he did not have the rhythm of a professional model, the natural arrogance and righteousness spread throughout the venue invisibly.

"Wow, this model is Zhou Yu's reincarnation? It's exactly the same as the actors on TV."

"What Zhou Yu, it's obviously Zhang Liang, the romantic and suave saint!"

"No, why do I look at Qiao Feng in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", with a domineering and majestic appearance and awesome people."

There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. Kim Suiyuan's appearance is like Hamlet. The part that every audience sees is different. The shock and change are almost never seen in any show.

"this…"

When Nan Yuzhen, who was sitting in the front, saw the person, opened her mouth wide in surprise, and her eyes were full of brightness.

She knew that Jin Suiyuan's figure and appearance could set off this set of Hanfu, but she never expected that the effect would be so amazing and so explosive!

There was no stage fright, no mistakes, no flaws, the "ancient people" on the stage smiled, like the spring breeze, as if the people in the entire venue were his fans and his loyal audience.

Jin Suiyuan is just a model who became a monk halfway through the journey. She has no experience or any form of a certainty. If you win, he is a martial arts practitioner. Years of hard work have made his pace much more stable than ordinary people. Combined with the martial artist's Kongming temperament, it is enough to instantly kill the so-called catwalk.

The audience applause was thunderous, and they stood up to cheer for this Hanfu show.

Wen Ling stood in the backstage and watched from behind the curtain. The short few seconds just now made her very excited. She found that Jin Suiyu was really suitable for glowing work.

A person like him can shine no matter how ordinary he goes!

The other girls from the design department hugged each other excitedly, sharing the hard-won joy. From Li Hui stealing the design drawings and causing the new clothes to die in their stomachs, to the clothes disappearing inexplicably this morning, the model was sick, and a series of troubles almost numb their nerves.

But Jin Suiyuan was ordered to stage a magical show. No matter how "Dimal" evaluates this Hanfu show, at least in their opinion, this show is perfect.

Below the stage, a middle-aged man was watching Jin Suiyuan with concentration, his eyes full of appreciation. He had participated in hundreds of large-scale show at home and abroad. The performance of a few female models in the Hanfu show can only be said to be average and not outstanding, but this male model was amazed by everyone.

Moreover, based on his experience, this person is probably not a professional male model, but a layman. Because the modeling industry has strict regulations on the eyes, postures and smiles of models, most models follow this regulation and walk on the catwalk.

"It seems that this company is very brave!" The middle-aged man smiled inexplicably, as if he was satisfied with this unexpected choice. Then he smiled at the beautiful girl behind him and said, "Lingyun, note this company."

"I know Daddy."
Chapter completed!