After that night, Mu Sheng and Nie Qing quickly got up and left, and the remaining Wang Xue and Chen Xu finished the rest of the meal in a daze, while Lan Xu and Chen Rong, who returned later, were even more confused.

That night, Wang Xue received a call from Qin Ou, and as soon as she picked up the phone, she heard an angry male voice coming from there.

Qin Ou's voice over there was full of anger: "Wang Xue! What are you doing!! Chen Xu called me and scolded me just now, did you say you messed things up?"

Qin Ou is almost angry, what is Chen Xu's identity! Although the Chen family ranks eighth in Kyoto's political circles, compared to ordinary people like them, even at the end, a little bit of reluctance can make him move his muscles!!

Thinking of the call from Chen Xu just now, Qin Ou felt scared for a while!

I have to figure out what happened at tonight's dinner and why it made Chen Xu so angry! And I don't know why, listening to Chen Xu's tone, I am a little jealous of Mu Sheng, a rookie model!

"I don't know what's going on?" Wang Xue was also a little aggrieved, she just saw Mu Sheng whispering to Chen Xu, and Chen Xu seemed to be afraid of Mu Sheng.

And I was standing a little far away at the time, and I couldn't hear what she was saying very clearly!

Hearing this, Qin Ou gritted his teeth, and for the first time he was angry that he had found a pig teammate: "Forget it!"

Wang Xue thought of a question, and hurriedly asked before Qin Ou hung up the phone: "Wait, Qin Ou, what about the remuneration you promised me and the position of editor-in-chief of Xingyao Entertainment?"

"Snort!" Over there, Qin Ou secretly rolled his eyes: "If you can delete Mu Sheng's photo from "Fashion Workplace", you can talk about this matter again!" quickly hung up the phone, but his finger slid on the screen a few times, and Wang Xue was blacklisted in a few clicks.

Putting down the phone, Qin Ou leaned back on the sofa and said with a disdainful expression: "Can you jump to Xingyao to be the editor-in-chief, and don't see if you have any ABC numbers." ”

Wang Xue, who was hung up on the phone, thought about it, but still didn't dare to delete Mu Sheng's photo from "Fashion Workplace" on her own, so the October issue of "Fashion Workplace" magazine was published as usual.

As soon as this magazine was released, many fans of Lanxu learned the news and bought it one after another, but when they found that there was a female model on the cover and inside pages, they couldn't help but launch a nymphomaniac.

"Who is this young lady! Oh my God! How do I feel that she is more handsome than my husband!"

"This seems to be the model of the last issue of "Fashion City"!

"Only do I think these two are a good match? I decided, I want to stand on the CP of this young lady and my husband!"

The sales of "Fashion Workplace" soared that day, once surpassing the best record, and the owner of the magazine company smiled happily and happily sent a red envelope to Wang Xue, Mu Sheng and Lan Xu.

Wang Xue, who received the red envelope from the boss, was secretly glad that she didn't delete Mu Sheng's photo, otherwise she would not only have no red envelope but also no position.

As for Weibo, the popularity of the two is not low, and they have advanced to the top 30 of the hot search list, and Mu Sheng's fans have also risen gradually, but at this moment Mu Sheng has no time to pay attention to so much.

Because Mu Sheng had already come to Paris, France a few days in advance, he wanted to participate in the catwalk interview of the autumn and winter fashion week in Paris, France in advance.

However, in the first interview, Mu Sheng encountered several things that were not very pleasant.

On the first day, Mu Sheng came to DH's interview, just walked into the interview room, a blonde girl in charge of the reception took Mu Sheng's resume and information, saw Mu Sheng's nationality, turned her head and said in French to her colleague next to her: "Hehe, when will Chinese people also walk the catwalk?"

A brown-haired woman next to her also glanced at Mu Sheng secretly, and quickly retracted her gaze and said to the blonde girl: "Hahaha, is it really? Lisa, do you think she will be kicked out by our interviewer later?"

The blonde girl's tone was a little teasing and disdainful: "100 percent! I've been doing it in DH for so long, and I haven't seen a Chinese person come over to walk the catwalk! I guess she'll fall after a few steps!"

Both of them discussed in French, but they still looked at Mu Sheng with a polite smile on their faces, in their eyes, the Chinese man in front of them couldn't understand what they were saying, so they could say whatever they wanted.

And several models who were also waiting next to them also looked uncertain, some were gloating and laughing together, some were a little sympathetic, and more were watching coldly.

Mu Sheng raised her eyebrows, looking at all this in front of her, she didn't speak much for the time being, before coming to France, she had already made all the psychological preparations, racial discrimination, nationality discrimination or what, in the face of strong strength, it was nothing!

If she is even afraid of this, then what qualifications does she have to be the first national model of Huaxia?

The blonde girl quickly checked Mu Sheng's identity and information, got up and said politely in English: "Hello, please come with me to interview room No. 1." ”

With that, the two came to the first interview room, and the blonde girl pushed open the door and said with a sweet smile: "Just go in." "It's still English.

Ran Musheng's words made her smile freeze: "Thank you for leading the way." But you have something on your teeth. This sentence is in French, and Mu Sheng's pronunciation tone is very accurate, and even very fluent.

The blonde girl froze for a moment, then reacted, "I'm sorry. If the girl in front of her reported this matter to the person in charge inside, then her job would definitely be gone, thinking of this, the blonde girl looked at Mu Sheng with a little anxiety.

Ran Musheng walked directly past her and walked into the interview room, and he didn't give her a little bit of his eyes.

In the interview room, there were three interviewers sitting at the table in front of them, a white woman, a white man and a black man, when they saw Mu Sheng, their faces were stunned at first, the white man flashed a touch of disgust, the white woman looked faint, she couldn't see any look, and the black man's eyes flashed a little curiosity.

There were several models standing next to them, they should have just finished the interview, and they were still standing in the interview room at the moment, and several design assistants helped them measure their measurements and other body data, and when they saw Mu Sheng's yellow skin face, they couldn't help but show a little surprise.

In the French modeling circle, there are few yellow-skinned models, and occasionally two or three people come to the interview in a year or two, but they are all disappointed, and they can only choose some small brands or not very famous brands to go to the catwalk.

Bob, the black interviewer, first greeted him in a friendly way: "Hello!"

Mu Sheng stood in front of several interviewers, and generously introduced: "Hello interviewers, my name is Mu Sheng, and I am from Huaxia. "Wearing a close-fitting black skirt, tight clothes outline the curves of the beautiful body.

Bob picked up Mu Sheng's resume and looked at it, only to see that Mu Sheng's resume was extremely simple, except for the cover shooting of two Huaxia magazines, the other work experience was blank, and asked curiously: "Mu.. Sheng, have you ever participated in the catwalk before?"

Mu Sheng shook his head: "No." It was my first time on the catwalk. "There was not the slightest hint of embarrassment.

Ally, the white man sitting in the middle, frowned and said impatiently, "Then we know." You're good to go. "What is there to interview for this kind of East Asian sick man, wouldn't it be good to kick her out as soon as possible!

"Ally, but we haven't seen her steps yet?" Bob wondered, "You can't just knock her out because she's inexperienced." This is not very fair. ”

"Heh, Bob, don't you see she's a liar?" Arley raised his eyelids and raised the kind of resume paper in his hand and said, "I've been to Huaxia before, I haven't heard of these two Huaxia magazines, if it's a famous magazine, how can I not know? Maybe it's some kind of rubbish magazine." ”

Bob didn't believe it: "Really?" He had heard before that Yali had always been prejudiced against Asians, how could he take the initiative to go to Huaxia Kingdom?

"Believe it or not, she's not qualified with me anyway. ”

Looking at the two interviewers arguing in front of him, Mu Sheng glanced at the white woman who was sitting silently on the side, and inexplicably felt that this was the final decision-maker, only to see Angela, the woman in white, move her gaze from her resume to her, and after looking at it, she said, "You go once." ”

The soft female voice instantly stopped the two people who were arguing, Bob was a little proud, and Ally was a little unwilling and angry.

And several models on the side couldn't help but whisper.

"Does that Chinese girl really know how to walk the catwalk? I haven't seen a Chinese person walk the catwalk, so I shouldn't fall halfway through, right?"

"What if you go well? This is France, this is Paris, not the country of China! This is not the place where they come to spread the wilderness! The people of China should go back to their country of China and not come out!"

There were words of sarcasm and ridicule floating over, and they came into Mu Sheng's ears, Mu Sheng's eyes darkened, and he glanced sideways at the models, with a bit of fierceness and coldness in his eyes, and the cold temperature and powerful aura made those people silent.

After a long while, those few people came to their senses, and their faces were a little angry, what is it! A little rookie model actually dared to stare at them! And they were Orientals.

Hearing this, Mu Sheng walked to the distance of the interviewer, and after standing still, he walked in the direction of the three of them, walking with a certain rhythm, exuding a powerful aura on his body, as she walked, her hair fluttered from time to time, and her steps stopped firmly and forcefully in front of the three interviewers, several interviewers couldn't help but take a deep breath, and even the white man had to feel that the yellow-skinned model in front of him was walking extremely well, to some extent better than some experienced models.

"Very good! Mu Sheng!" Bob clapped his hands, his face full of admiration and incredulity, who would have thought that a person with zero catwalk experience could walk so well.

Although Yali didn't look good on his face, he didn't refute it out loud, and now it's up to Angela's opinion.

Angela looked at Mu Sheng and was silent for a moment, and finally spoke, but the meaning of the words was not good news: "I'm sorry, although you walked well, your experience made me a little hesitant, after all, the catwalk is not as good as the interview, I don't believe in your ability, thank you for participating in the DH interview." ”

Mu Sheng restrained his smile, his eyes were a little indifferent: "I think, this is not the real reason, is it." ”

Hearing this, Angela was silent, but Yali looked at Mu Sheng with some sympathy, and Bob sighed secretly.

Seeing this reaction, Mu Sheng didn't dwell on it, nodded neatly, and went out of the door, and when he left, the blonde girl at the front desk had such a look on her face, whether it was a fall or not, anyway, in the eyes of the blonde girl, the Oriental interview in front of her was still eliminated.