Chapter 782: Who is the sand sculpture that is fully armed

He personally called the two of them, they both answered the phone, Guan Zhisheng asked them the reason, and the two replied with roughly the same meaning: they and Ren Renhui have known each other for several years, they are friends, last year Ren Renhui invited them over, they agreed to come over when Ren Renhui was a friend, they came to the exhibition hall last night to rehearse, did not see Ren Renhui, and then they contacted Ren Renhui and did not get in touch, so they left without rehearsal. They didn't take Ren Renhui a penny, everyone just verbally promised that they would just invite them to have a meal after the SHOW, and they also took a morning out of their busy schedules to come over to help walk the SHOW, feeling that Ren Renhui didn't pay attention to them, so they went back to Cloud City early this morning. “

Guan Zhisheng wanted to be angry when he listened to the phone, why didn't you tell me in advance if you didn't come, everything is really ready now, only Dongfeng is owed.

But he quickly held down the fire in his chest, and now he can't solve the current problem with regeneration.

After the phone call, he returned to the catwalk to find Guo Zitong and told her about the matter.

Guo Zitong didn't expect these two people to suddenly change their hexagrams, last night I saw YOYO and TONY, they personally promised her that she would come to rehearse before 8 o'clock this morning, and now there are ten minutes to 9 o'clock, she can go there to find someone, with a bitter face.

Chen Yuxin counted ten models on the scene, five men and five women, "Tongtong, don't you have ten models now?"

Guo Zitong shook his head weakly and said: "These are all students in school, in order to save money, I thought that the aura of the most popular models in YOYO and TONY Cloud City is strong enough, and with the two protagonists with big aura, these models in school will also show her good side." ”

Now that YOYO and TONY are not here, she can't imagine what will happen next when these ten student models are called on stage.

Chen Yuxin looked at the catwalk in front of her, and her eyes lit up, "Tongtong, when I entered the hall just now, I saw a big stage outside the exhibition hall, they held the opening ceremony at nine o'clock, there should be a model, or go out to see if you can find a famous model." ”

I can only try my luck, but fortunately, her SHOW time is from 10:30 to 12:00, and now I can find someone and there is still about half an hour of rehearsal.

A look of helplessness, "Okay! Let's go out and have a look. ”

The group of three came to the outside of the pavilion, and there were several makeshift houses behind the stage, which were supposed to be used for the models to apply makeup and change clothes.

They came to the outside of the house and saw that the models in the house were busy, so they had to stand outside the house and wait.

Suddenly, I saw a large group of security guards opening the way, and then I saw a man in a black coat, a beige cashmere scarf around his neck, a pair of oversized sunglasses hanging from the bridge of his nose, a goose cap pressed on his head, and two bodyguards walking towards them.

The man walked to the side of the three of them, and unexpectedly stopped, looking at the three of them, "Doctor Guan, Miss Guo, Mrs. Lu is so coincidental." ”

The three of them looked at the man in front of them, their voices were a little familiar, but they didn't know who it was?

Chen Yuxin, you actually call me Mrs. Lu? Who is this fully armed sand sculpture?

Guo Zitong: "......"

Guan Zhisheng looked at the man, slowly opened his mouth and asked, "Are you ......?"

The man took off the big sunglasses and looked at them: "Tan Jiewen." ”

When Chen Yuxin saw him take off his glasses, she whispered, "Plague...... God of Song, how did you end up here. ”

I wanted to call him the plague god, but after the plague word came out, I thought that this was a public place, and there were reporters everywhere, so I was afraid that it would be bad if I was photographed by reporters.

PS: Good night