Most importantly, Leila hopes to use Burberry's temperament to give Roy an air of elegance and dignity. Think about it, one is an unknown new actor who plays a villainous role in a horror movie, and the other is a handsome model who is handsome and full of luxury, which one will make those who see it memorable and scream?

That's exactly what Leila wants to achieve!

So early the next morning, the sleepy-eyed Roy was packed and delivered to her.

After hearing Leila finish her request, his eyes suddenly widened: "Are you kidding?

"Any questions?"

"That's a big problem!" Roy's reaction was extremely fierce: "Do you want me to walk around with catwalks like a sissy? Or do you want me to wear clothes that don't cover my body, and show off my ribs in front of everyone?"

Leila raised her eyebrows: "Are you a rib body without two taels of meat?"

"Of course I'm not!" Roy rolled his eyes, but that's the point, "I'm not going to be some goddamn model and throw all your thoughts in the trash! Even if the Earth explodes the next day, I'm not going to stand in front of a camera and scratch my head!"

"What are you afraid of?" Leila walked around him, looking him up and down like cargo, "What is there about you that you are afraid of being caught on camera?"

Roy was almost: "What do you mean by being a bad place? Anyway, I just hate being a model!"

"Give me a reason to change my mind. Leila sat back on the couch and put her hands on her folded legs, "I'm a very democratic person, and if your reasons can convince me, I'll respect your opinion." ”

Roy snorted: "There are many reasons! Those who are models, cut!"

He didn't finish his sentence, and let his words "go unspoken" with a disdainful sneer.

"Do you know someone who is modeling?" Leila thought she might have guessed why. If it weren't for seeing the bad experiences of the people around you who were modeling, no one would be so repulsive to this profession.

The disdain on Roy's face became even stronger: "So what? Anyway, I won't do anything you say, you can find someone else!" After speaking, he lay down on the sofa, looking like a dead dog who couldn't be pulled away.

Leila touched her chin, male models are much worse than female models in all aspects, which is a fact that has not changed in her time in later generations. Speaking of female supermodels, anyone who pays a little attention to fashion can tell you a bunch of them with their fingers, but what about male models?

Not only is her income less than half that of a female model, but she is even considered impossible to be heterosexual because she is too beautiful. Usually the male model gives the impression of an inverted triangle figure and a humanoid hanger with six eight-pack abs.

If female models suffer from the rules brought by this profession, then the living environment of male models is treated even worse, and if there is such a person around him who lives at the bottom and suffers from the rules of male models, it is not so difficult to understand that Roy does not want to be a model.

It's just that......

Leila's anger came up, and she reached out and slapped him the back: "What did you think of me? Huh? Do you think I put so much effort into getting you to live in the lower echelons of modeling? If you want to train models, why would I want you to be the protagonist of my movie? Do you have a water in your head, or are you squeezed by the cabin door when you get off the plane?"

Roy was startled by her sudden frenzy, jumped up from the sofa with an "ah" sound, touched her aching back and bared his teeth and glared at her: "Are you a woman who practices wrestling?

"Don't talk nonsense with me. I'll leave it here, you can decide for me to go or not!" Leila glared back at him with a cold eyebrow.

Roy was torn. According to his thoughts, of course, the sky must fall, and he will not agree. But it was Leila who made him do this, and what she said was also very reasonable, it was impossible to have pushed him in the direction of the star and ran away to be a model who didn't fit the stream.

Seeing that her eyes were even a little cold, he could only grit his teeth and nod against his will: "I'll go!

Leila's smile returned to her face like ice melting, and she smiled and pulled him to sit down across from her, "That's right." Can I lie to you? Burberly is a world-class luxury brand that even the best Hollywood stars are willing to be their models. If you think that it is so easy to win the contract, you are wrong, I can only help you get the next opportunity for an interview, whether you can grasp it depends on your own efforts. ”

When Roy heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up a little: "Is it still possible to fail?"

That tone, that raised voice, was clearly looking forward to failure! Lyra's hand itched again.

"Let's say first, if you succeed, you will get rid of half of the money you owe me, and if you fail......" She lightly threw all the sugar cubes in the sugar jar into the coffee cup, and then pushed it in front of him: "Double the debt!"

The corners of Roy's eyes twitched, looking at the mountain of sugar cubes in front of him, which was already higher than the coffee cup, and finally gave up the expectation in his heart.

"I see...... "This hateful witch!

His reluctance was directly ignored by Layla, and Sophia, who was in charge of the styling, and her team members were called, and Roy was taken away for a good makeover.

This time is different from the last time, in order to make Christopher "fancy" at a glance, Leila wants Sophia and them to try to shape him towards the British style, and it is best for people to feel "Oh, this is a man born for the British style".

Such a requirement may be too harsh for others, after all, people's looks are innate, just like the little white lotus daylily can't show the gothic style no matter how much she dresses up.

But for Roy, the requirement is much simpler. First, he is very beautiful, and secondly, he has the talent of an actor, and "playing" an elegant gentleman's temperament is a piece of cake for him.

Two hours later, Sophia looked satisfied and brought Roy to Lyra.

"This is definitely my best work!"

Leila looked at Roy, who had a straight face, as if someone owed hundreds of thousands of dollars in foreign debt. I have to say that in addition to the stepfather's face, his appearance at the moment can definitely be said to be amazing.

The upper body was a T-shirt with a blue pattern, a red plaid shirt over it, and a simple pair of white trousers with a black and red belt around the waist.

No matter how you look at it, it's very simple to wear, and I don't know how many men will wear similar clothes when walking on the road. But under Sophia's almost magical makeup technique, Roy, who had trimmed his hair, insisted on wearing such a simple dress out of the British style.