Before getting on the plane, Wu Jiaer called Bruce, and as soon as he got off the plane, he saw Bruce wearing sunglasses and leaning against a red Maserati. There were six or seven Chinese and foreign reporters two or three meters away from the www.biquge.info pen "Fun" pavilion, and Bruce also saw her and waved at her. Wu Jiaer walked over with his suitcase, glanced at the reporter, and asked with his eyes: How can there be a reporter.

Bruce tilted his head to signal her to get into the car, and thoughtfully pulled the car door, and Wu Jiaer glared at him and got into the car. Bruce dragged Wu Jiaer away, leaving behind a bunch of delightful exhaust guys. The foreign reporter took the camera in his hand and asked the Chinese reporter next to him, "Who is that young lady? Is she a Chinese model?"

The Chinese reporter looked down and checked the camera photos, and replied: "It seems to be a newcomer in China, I don't know the specifics" The blonde foreign reporter shook his head in disappointment, thinking that he could dig up any news during this period, but he didn't expect it........

Driving directly to his luxurious villa, Wu Jiaer observed the villa with great interest, forgetting what had just happened. British furniture decoration style, the wallpaper is unified with purple patterns, and the owner is the same bag. After visiting, Wu Jiaer threw off his backpack, unceremoniously took a string of red grapes from the tea table, and said leisurely while eating: "Say, what's the matter with tricking me?"

Bruce, who was sitting on the other end of the sofa, immediately became calm when he heard this, and leaned over and retorted: "How can it be called a lie! This is called please" Wu Jiaer kicked him lightly, and said vaguely: "Hurry up and talk about the topic" Then turned his head to look for the trash can, Bruce dogged and took the ashtray and put it on her chin.

"Poof" Wu Jiaer was not embarrassed at all, and spit out the grapes seeds directly. Bruce took a tissue for her with one hand and handed it to her, and said angrily: "It's not Paris Fashion Week recently, and I also received an invitation, which is a relatively unpopular antique clothing display." Men and women need to be on stage at the same time, and then Joke can't help but find someone with good conditions. We have been training together for more than half a month, and the tacit cooperation is quite good, but I didn't expect her to throw herself into the arms of my opponent three days ago. So..."

"So you found me" Wu Jiaer took over his topic, "But I won't walk the catwalk, you're looking for the wrong person" adjusted to look helpless. Bruce put down the ashtray in his hand, tugged at her arm, and said, "That's right, I know you can't, but you can learn." I teach you, believe me under my training in three days you will definitely become a professional model. ”

"Oh, why do you have to look for me, you just find someone who can go," Wu Jiaer shook off his hand and sincerely suggested. "But... But I know you," Bruce said pitifully. "What a liar!" Wu Jiaer didn't believe his words at all.

"Really, I made my debut in country M, and I know a lot of foreign models. But this time it must be a Chinese model, I have just developed in China for less than two years, and I know either a reporter or a cameraman" Seeing that Wu Jiaer didn't believe it, Bruce said anxiously.

"No, it's not a matter of popularity, it's a matter of character. Wu Jiaer patted him sympathetically on the shoulder. "By the way, how did you make your debut in country M?" Bruce's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he said half-loudly: "My parents divorced when I was two years old, and I was negotiated to give my dad, and I grew up in the countryside before I was ten years old. When I was ten years old, my dad got sick and died, and my mom married a foreigner, and my mom took me back to country M when she found out. ”

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention your sadness" Wu Jiaer knew the ins and outs of the matter, and his mood was quite complicated. "It's okay, it's been years, I've learned to forget," Bruce said with a pretended relief.

After an afternoon of stalking with Bruce, Wu Jiaer finally nodded in agreement. Bruce started her devil training overnight, and even dinner was delivered to her room by his agent. Joke is an M national, but speaks Chinese fluently.

After dinner, the training began again, and at Wu Jiaer's feet was a red sticker three meters long and ten centimeters wide. She walked staggering on her seven-centimeter heels, and Bruce's requirement for her was to walk in a straight line on the sticker. At least she's not going to go astray by walking. Bruce pointed from the side, "Yes, that's it, keep it!"

After two days of training, Wu Jiaer is already in good shape, but Bruce is still not satisfied, saying that she lacks something. But the specifics are not clear, Wu Jiaer knows what is missing, lacks some temperament and momentum. But these things don't mean that they exist, otherwise everyone can be models.

On the afternoon of the third day, Bruce took her to the venue for a rehearsal, where she also met Bruce's alleged opponent. is also a Chinese, more than one meter eight five tall, those legs account for one meter two. Skinny, but not sickly thin, but very strong.

Compared to his perfect body, his appearance is not so outstanding. A very ordinary Chinese face, the only feature is his dark eyes. On the other hand, Bruce is about 1.8 meters tall and has the same long legs. Although the figure is not so thin, Bruce's appearance is dominant.

"Hello, my name is Fang Hao" The voice is very low and magnetic, very manly. Wu Jiaer politely stretched out his hand and shook it, "Hello, my name is Wu Jia..." He wiped her hands with wet wipes and said, "What are you doing with him? He is not a good person, stay away from him when we meet him in the future."

"You... Why..."Wu Jiaer saw that he was very hostile to Fang Hao, and she was a little curious, but it was a private matter of others, and she was embarrassed to ask. Bruce instantly understood her thoughts, and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that it's not pleasing to the eye." Okay, let's stop talking about that, let's start rehearsals, let's get ready. ”

The smile was fake and sad, and Bruce didn't want to say that Wu Jiaer didn't continue to ask. The runway show lasted for three days, and it was just a very ordinary mid-sized fashion show at Milan Fashion Week. The theme of the costume is also unpopular, and modern clothes are modified in imitation of period costumes.

At the time of their rehearsal, in China, a certain place for filming the anti-Japanese battle. In a U-shaped trench, Deng Yu was wearing a dusty military uniform. The mobile phone on the inside of the clothes rang, it was just time to rest, and Deng Yu took out the mobile phone unhurriedly.

"Hey, Ah Yu" is Huang Qi, and his voice is a little abusive. "Hmm" Deng Yu responded lightly, and the voice on the other end of the phone continued, "I just got the news that your future daughter-in-law was abducted to Milan by a small model, this one is unmarried and the other is unmarried... Toot .." was hung up, Huang Qi held the phone and turned around, and said to himself: "It's you who don't stop, you can't blame me"

What he didn't say was that he also found some interesting things, such as that the little model was Gay. In the trench, Deng Yu's hand holding the mobile phone tightened, and his expression was unknown. That little model doesn't need to guess to know that it is Bruce, and the relationship between the two was very good when filming "I Desire", and now... Deng Yu didn't dare to think about it.