Of these four people, Mr. He is the old editor of "Model" magazine, and he is waiting for retirement to die.

The youngest was from the People Photography Association, and was sent to make a front stop, and as for the two, an assistant director who shot commercials and a teaching assistant from the Costume Institute, both of them came to get an appearance fee.

Anyway, as soon as the preliminary round is over, the judges who come to take over the finals are all more important people than them, and for them who sell coolies, of course, the lighter the life, the better.

So the remaining two were quite frustrated to get acquainted with the information of the female model, while Mr. He and the little photographer were in charge of the male model.

The two of them quickly marked the exam number according to the information given by the assistant, and today's work is completed.

On Saturday, August 14, 1999, the weather was fine, today was the day of the preliminary competition of Qinguan, Sister Xue went to Qinguan's school early to pick him up in the car and went to the venue of the preliminary competition.

The preliminary competition for the new faces was held at a modeling school, and two runway training grounds were temporarily converted into preliminary venues for the competition.

Sister Xue and Qin Guan followed the instructions of the sign, and soon found the reception of the male model competition, and the assistant sat at the table and asked routinely: "What is the name of the contestant?" ”

"Qinguan"

The little assistant compared the name form with his finger and looked at them one by one: "Found it, here, Qinguan No. 21, come and get your number plate, just don't put it on your body when the time comes." ”

"The male model took a change of clothes and went into the backyard to change and prepare, and the idlers waited outside. Wait until the judges call your number, you can go on stage, that's basically it, are there any questions? ”

Qin Guan shook his head, indicating that he was already clear, and the little assistant called the next player.

Sister Xue pulled Qin Guan to the side, called the big bag of clothes on her body to Qin Guan's hand, and didn't forget to tell her before leaving: "Don't be nervous, just take out the level of your usual training!" Come on! ”

Qin Guan smiled brightly: "I may not be able to let me do something else, do you want to say nervous... You should rest easy. After speaking, he made a chic wave of his hand, turned around and entered the backstage of the preliminary round.

The backstage of the male model competition is very simple, a few folding chairs for people to rest, simply set up in the field, everyone put their bags on the ground, and changed their clothes in the empty field.

The whole backstage is now a piece of open chest, open back, and leaky thighs, because the process of this competition is very simple, and the competition is everyone's body conditions (height, weight, measurements, shoulder width, body difference, shoulder and hip width ratio) and beauty evaluation (intelligence, wisdom, appearance, skin, posture, health).

To put it simply, the first level, fight the face, fight the body.

So when Qin Guan arrived in the arena and just took off his T-shirt, the atmosphere around him cooled down, and another strong opponent appeared!

When Qin Guan changed into swimming trunks behind the curtain and even his thighs leaked out, his surroundings became a vacuum.

No one wants to get close and compare with Qin Guan! Fortunately, the preliminary round is played one by one, and if it is the division finals, the opening is a group, and the people on both sides of him will not live.

When the backstage models gathered more and more, the two judges in front of the stage were ready, Mr. He casually took the information, touched the small photographer on the right, and nodded to the assistant on the sidelines, indicating that it was time to start.

The brisk music sounded, and the host in the venue began to announce the curtain: please invite the No. 1 player, Li Xiaoguang to the stage, and the No. 2 player, Wang Shuang prepares.

Teacher He and the photographer took the information of the No. 1 contestant in front of him. The height and weight registration are clear at a glance, and the two of them don't pay attention to these professional data, they all look at the swimsuit display in the venue, the model competition, and the figure always has to be comfortable.

The No. 1 contestant has come to the front of the catwalk, his steps are very steady, and the basic skills are quite solid, but unfortunately these are all playing the piano to the cow, and the two judges are doing print magazines and photography, and they are all focused on their appearance.

"This model's crotch is a little wide."

"That's right, according to human proportions, he is just a tall head, and if this is the height of an ordinary person, he is a man of water hyacinth."

"That's it? Not passing? ”

"Well, it's so decided, don't pass"

The two of them said a few words, drew a red cross on the information of the No. 1 contestant, and threw it into the abolition box casually.

The first contestant had just returned to the backstage at this time, and he didn't know that in the process of just a few steps, he was eliminated by the two judges outside the court.

"Now please ask the second player to play, and the third player to prepare..."

With the host's announcement, a famous contestant came out one after another. The two people in the audience did not stop commenting.

"Hey, this one is okay, it's in good shape."

"What are you doing, Mr. He, look at his face, there are no edges and corners, such a model can't be popular."

"But this is the preliminary round, why do we have to leave 30 people for the finals, don't be too strict."

"That's right, then to be determined first, there are not enough people to add him."

"Complete" a piece of information thus falls into the pending box.

When the twentieth player walked into the stage, the host finally called Qin Guan's number: "The player who appears below is the twenty-one, Qin Guan, please prepare on the twenty-second." ”

Qin Guan looked back at No. 22, who was 1 meter away behind him, smiled, turned around and walked into the field.

This smile made Twenty-Two's heart clogged, it was too bullying, why should I play behind him?

No. 22 is a small rookie on the New Silk Road, although he has just signed a contract, he is unique among many new male models with his angular face. The performance is also top-notch.

The agent who brought him, his cousin, was very optimistic about his future prospects, so he signed up for this new face and asked him to come over for gilding.

You must know that if a model can get a domestic small award, he can be promoted to a level, and a B-level model is not running. When the tide rises, the announcement endorsement will roll in.

This little model thinks very beautifully, who knew that this game would come into Qin Guan's white horse! This person can't even be counted as a dark horse, the dark horse of others is unexpectedly killed, Qin Guan, the white horse, is it a naked demonstration!

On the 22nd, he was in the backstage, Qin Guan had already walked to the front of the catwalk, and the two judges were already stunned.

"Hey, Xiao Chen, do you say this is a newcomer?"

"It's hard to say, how can I look familiar?"

"This guy's figure is not inferior to that of so many supermodels photographed in our "Model" magazine!"

"Mr. He, I remember, this person has been a model for the top ten photographers of our People Photography Contest! I said how familiar it is, let me tell you, his portrait is very aura, and the photographer won the award with his photo. ”