Every time Yin Fan thinks of this past, his heart is dripping blood.

I only hated myself for being young, and even if I persuaded my parents, it didn't make much difference. If he could do it all over again, he would say that he would let his sister go to high school and college!

He looked at his father again: "Don't think that modeling is lowly. In fact, modeling is a very sought-after profession abroad. Our country was able to hold this competition, and it was broadcast live across the country, which shows the attitude of recognition and support for the fashion industry. ”

Yin Changfeng believed his son's words. His son is a college student!

He smiled and nodded, "Understood." You eat well and go to work quickly, don't be late. ”

Yin Fan smiled and said, "So I said that my sister has a bright future in the future, maybe she will earn more than me." That's right. The brand that my sister used to walk the catwalk was the sponsor of this competition. I heard that the owner of this shop is younger than my sister. With such a powerful person helping my sister, my sister will definitely be successful. ”

His parents looked at each other and didn't squeak again.

Yin Fan hoped that he woke up his father and went to work after drinking the porridge.

After his son walked away, Yin Changfeng entered the house and pulled out a suitcase.

Ge Huidi hesitated a little: "Or?" Let's think again? The son also has a point, in case she turns her face and doesn't recognize anyone, her backstage is hard-"

Yin Changfeng snorted coldly: "You don't want a bride price of 300,000 yuan?" ”

Ge Huidi choked. Thinking of his son's appearance, his work is good, but he has one less wedding room. With these 300,000, I have a house and a car. So she told the man: "Then you should be careful. Wanqin and that boss are not easy to deal with. ”

Yin Changfeng grinded his teeth: "I know." ”

When Yin Fan came home from work, his father had already arrived in Haicheng and was waiting directly outside the brightly lit Huating Hotel, where the model contest was held.

He asked the waiter in the hotel lobby in Guangpu, who was not very fluent: "Hello." I would like to ask, when will this model contest start? ”

Waiters have recently met countless viewers who want to see the models. Right now, there are many reporters and spectators in ambush inside and outside the hotel. There were also people who waited all night outside the hotel. For safety reasons, hotel leaders have their own set of rhetoric.

The waiter said: "The models will stay in the hotel directly after the competition, you can't wait for them." ”

Yin Changfeng hurriedly took out the album and his household book, which was so difficult that the waiter said, "You misunderstood." I am the father of model Yin Wanqin. I'm here to get her home. Can you put me in touch with her? ”

The waiter was stunned. She carefully checked the other party's photo and household register. The photos of the only few girls in the thick photo album are indeed very imaginary with Yin Wanqin, and then confirmed by the names on the household register, it should be true.

"Wanqin ran away from home a few years ago. We have been looking for her, but we didn't expect her to participate in a modeling contest in Haicheng. Yin Changfeng's eyes were red. Her mother was so anxious that she was sick. Her brother has been blaming us for not taking good care of my sister. ”

Unconsciously, a bunch of people surrounded Yin Changfeng.

"You are Yin Wanqin's father?"

Yin Changfeng wiped away his tears: "It's genuine." ”

The person who was questioned was a young man, Jiang Chuan, a reporter for Shenyu Daily. He immediately said to the waiter: "Since someone's father is here, you should ask Miss Yin to come down and see you." ”

The waiter had no choice but to dial the phone.

A moment later, a man and a woman came to the desk.

The waiter hurriedly said, "Ms. Qin." It was this gentleman who claimed to be Miss Yin's father. ”

Qin Hua turned around and looked at Fan Yin Changfeng.

When Yin Changfeng was on the list, he remembered that his wife had mentioned to him that there was a woman named Qin Hua who was extremely difficult to deal with. So he made the first move: "I'm looking for my daughter, and she's not my daughter." ”

Qin Hua smiled and said politely, "Mr. Yin, the game is about to start." Is there anything we can do later? ”

Yin Changfeng hurriedly said: "What kind of race is it for?" Is she embarrassed enough? Her mother was sick in bed with her. I'm going to take her home today, right now, right now! ”

Qin Hua glanced at He Xiangxian beside him, it's your turn.

He Gongzi said: "Mr. Yin is joking, right?" Our model contest is a national-level project, led by the Haicheng government. The models who participated in the competition were all under contract. Unauthorized breach of contract is subject to a fine. ”

He pulled out a contract: "Look for yourself, it's clearly written." Those who breach the contract due to non-force majeure factors in the middle of the course will be fined 30,000 yuan. You have to take Yin Wanqin home, okay, you take the liquidated damages. ”

How could Yin Changfeng be willing to take the money to pay a fine to his daughter? He stiffened his neck and said, "I don't have any money, I don't care." I didn't sign the contract. I just want to see my daughter once and tell her about the family. You're not going to let me see your daughter, are you? ”

He Xiangxian put away the contract and said, "Who won't let you see your daughter?" Aren't we all making it clear? I'll see you when the game is over. If the big Haicheng TV station can still rob your daughter? ”

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As an entertainment reporter, Jiang Chuan sensitively discovered that there must be a hidden secret. It's hard to say it's a big entertainment news. So he imprisoned Yin Changfeng and said to him, "Mr. Yin, don't worry. I'll stay with you here and wait for the game to end, and Yin Wanqin will come out. ”

Yin Changfeng looked at him: "You are?" ”

"I'm Jiang Chuan, a reporter from Shenyu Daily." Jiang Chuan smiled. "If you'd like to do an exclusive interview with you and Miss Yin?"

Newspapers, journalists, interviews.

Yin Changfeng's heart immediately turned eight hundred times: "Okay." ”

Qin Hua and He Gongzi looked at each other and smiled, and said, "It will take a few hours for the game to end." Mr. Yin is waiting in the lobby. ”

Jiang Chuan was worried that Yin Wanqin would come out for a while, and his exclusive news would be snatched away by other reporters who came to hear the news. Immediately said: "Mr. Yin, you must be tired when you come here in a simple manner." I'll open a room, freshen up, have dinner, and wait for someone to have the strength to wait. ”

Yin Changfeng smiled: "Alas, the people of Haicheng are really hospitable. Thank you very much. ”

Wanqin, who was preparing for the competition backstage, didn't know that her father had come to the door.

Today's competition is very interesting, compared to ancient costumes.

He Xiangxian specially borrowed a bunch of costumes from the port city. Hong Kong and Taiwan's martial arts dramas are on fire with the popularity of video recorders. From the shooting trilogy to Chu Liuxiang and Lu Xiaofeng, the appearance of the actresses in each play is unforgettable.

The host introduced with a smile on the stage: "Today, we can see the classic characters in the martial arts world. Come, let's guess, which woman will appear first? ”

The music sounded, and a girl wearing a gold silk white dress and a Uyghur costume walked onto the stage wearing a veil.

The audience was shocked, who is this, and it's too wonderful, right?

The model stopped in the middle of the catwalk and slowly took off her veil, revealing a delicate porcelain doll with a little fairy face due to makeup.

The audience exclaimed: Xin Xiaojing, it's Xin Xiaojing.