Chapter 369: Supermodel Mu Sheng

On this day, when people were still cheering for Christmas, a shocking news swept through several countries like a tornado.

"Mu Sheng ranked seventh in "Model Age" and became a new generation of supermodel!"

As soon as this news came out, many people were stunned!

In Huaxia, the name "Mu Sheng" is really a bit familiar and unfamiliar to ordinary people who are not familiar with the fashion circle and the model circle. D perfume, CACA spokesperson, the only Oriental face of Beauty....

For a long time, many people have noticed this young Oriental model because of the international luxury brand, and now, everyone's eyes are really paying attention to her, not because of anything else, but because of her person.

As the first Asian face to be in the top 10 of Modelage, it is an unprecedented honor to be ranked so high in a panel of white-led judges!

People began to pay attention to her origins, her past achievements, and even her mysterious romance.

"Mu Sheng, who the hell is it?"

"Do you need to ask? The first supermodel in our country!"

Many people may not know what the concept of ranking seventh on the list of "Model Chronicles" is, and the only thing they know is that the top 20 models on the list can be qualified to be called "supermodels".

The title of supermodel is not something anyone can wear, and before that, no Chinese person has been able to win this title.

So when the words "supermodel Mu Sheng" appeared in front of the public, everyone was shocked at first!

"Supermodel?There are supermodels in our country?!"

"The first Asian face, devilish stepping on the spot, what is this, it feels so powerful. ”

"It's Mu Sheng, I really didn't expect it, Susan, the editor-in-chief of "Fashion City", has analyzed before, Mu Sheng must be in the top 30 this year, but ranking seventh is simply an unexpected joy!"

"Mu Sheng has become a supermodel" was hotly discussed by Chinese people for several days, until the popularity was preempted by the topic of "the annual festival was held in Kyoto".

The annual ceremony is an award ceremony that attracts people's attention every year, and is jointly organized by CCTV and the three major websites in the United Nations.

Among them, the organizers of the ceremony will invite 100 judges from all walks of life to select 12 people of the year.

They can be people who are at the heart of the media spotlight, people who have achieved extraordinary things in different fields, or people who have had an impact on the world and are being watched by the world.

Seeing this news, many people subconsciously said, "Mu Sheng will be invited, right?"

"Looking at this situation, Mu Sheng is likely to be one of this year's people of the year!"

"Not necessarily, if you count it according to time, the selection results should be out, the announcement of the "Model Chronicles" list is too late, otherwise Mu Sheng may still be able to..."

Just when people were still regretting, Mu Sheng and Nie Qing had already boarded the plane to Kyoto, but there was no cold figure among the people who traveled this time.

Nie Qing held his chin, looked at the girl who was moistened like a delicate flower, and quipped, "Your Mr. Lin, don't worry that you will come alone this time, and you are not afraid of being abducted?"

Mu Sheng glanced at her and retorted angrily, "Why are you not at ease? Who can kidnap me." ”

"Tsk, doesn't he know," Nie Qing raised his eyebrows, as if to mean something to the man sitting on the other side of Mu Sheng, "After you win the supermodel title, will you only attract bees and butterflies?"

Across a narrow aisle, a young man's eyes looked over from time to time, with a bit of admiration, joy and apprehension hidden in his eyes.

Of course Lin Zixuan knew, but there was another more important thing in front of him that he needed to prepare.

Sitting in the roaring train, the scenery outside the window quickly skimmed, and the familiar town gradually appeared in the distance, the cold man couldn't help but reach out and touch the small red velvet box in his arms, as if he was sure of something, and his amber eyes flashed a little nervous.

"Next stop, the small town of Tlos. ”

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