With a sharp voice and a vicious face, Ding Yuyang seemed to be extremely inferior at this time.

Wu Naiqiao saw that the god-like idol in his heart was insulted by the other party, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he yelled at Ding Yuyang:

"Ding Yuyang! Have you made enough trouble! ”

The latter looked panicked, and hurriedly reached out to grab her arm, but was stopped by the other party's disgusted look, and he had to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, and stood in place with a complicated mood.

"Nahashi... You... Listen to me! ”

Wu Naiqiao no longer looked at him.

Ding Yuyang hung his head decadently.

He clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth.

Why can this stinky boy in front of him just look at Naiqiao fall into it?!

Where is he not as good as this kid?!

Doesn't Nahashi see how good he is?!

A gloomy serpent-like gaze.

Let the teenager sitting in the seat raise his eyebrows.

She looked up calmly and looked at him.

The young man's body was shrouded in an innate noble and elegant temperament, and those deep cold eyes instantly overwhelmed Ding Yuyang.

The other party quickly looked away.

He hurriedly took a breath.

only to find that the palms of his hands were full of sweat.

That look in the boy's eyes just now...

It's just horrible...

Ding Yuyang looked at Wu Nai Bridge again.

The other party obviously didn't take him to heart.

Still smiling and telling about the fan club.

This kind of enthusiasm he had never felt before!

Nahashi had never treated him like this!

But this stinky boy got it easily!

"Stinky boy, I'll ask you again!

Do you dare to walk the catwalk with me? Let's take the winter menswear you're going to shoot today. ”

Ding Yuyang lost the last of his senses.

His fingers trembled slightly and pointed at the wind.

The other party just glanced at him coldly.

"Lidian! Let's ignore him! ”

Several female models were a little unhappy.

Ding Yuyang opened his mouth, but when he looked up, he saw Wu Naiqiao's bored look, so he had to shut up.

At this time, Zhao Bin walked in.

The atmosphere in the backstage room is a little more relaxed.

He was followed by a young girl.

The girl had a pretty face.

Tied in a simple low ponytail.

He was about eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Feng Li, this is Yao Yuyao, the stylist who is in charge of your winter menswear shoot this time."

As soon as these words were spoken, the backstage room exploded, and the models began to exchange ears.

"Yao Yuyao?! She is the super stylist who rarely appears in the entertainment industry?! ”

"I've heard of her! Now many popular celebrities or models are designed by her! ”

"Mr. Zhao, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?

This... That's too young, isn't it?! ”

Yao Yuyao's fame in the entertainment industry is not inferior to many popular stars now, naturally because of her amazing talent for styling and design.

The girl ignored the chatter around her.

She walked straight up to the boy.

She has a beautiful face and a smile on her lips.

"Fengli, hello. I'm Yao Yuyao.

Your stylist this time. ”

"Hello."

The other party lazily lifted his eyelids, his eyes swept over her pretty face, and his tone was light.

Wu Naiqiao said excitedly: "Li Palace! It's absolutely no problem for her to be your stylist! ”

"Sister Nahashi is right!"

The female models chimed in.

Only Ding Yuyang pouted.

"Isn't it just a matter of doing a few looks?

What's the big deal? ”

Yao Yuyao glanced at him.

She smiled, but didn't say anything.

"Yu Yao, Feng Li's styling will be handed over to you, and when you are ready, you will go directly to the shooting location."

"Okay." Yao Yuyao nodded.

After Zhao Bin finished speaking, he walked out of the backstage room.

Approaching the filming time, the staff went to the filming site to make relevant preparations.