Erquan Mountain Trail, after learning that he could go directly to the bath and rest when he climbed to the top of the mountain, Dr. Asa was as happy as a child of more than 200 pounds.

He didn't care about why he suddenly shortened his rest time, for fear that Gray Yuan would regret it, he turned around and ran towards the top of the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, the two goddesses stopped to look at Dr. Asasa's back.

Fusae covered her smile with her right hand in front of her mouth, her golden hair adorning her blushing cheeks, and her bright eyes sparkling.

Gray Yuan Wai also covered the corners of her mouth with her hand, but it could be seen from her half-moon eyes full of complaints...... She probably just wanted to block the twitching corners of her mouth.

“…… The doctor is hopeless! ”

Muttering to himself, Gray Yuan Wai withdrew his gaze, quietly looked at Fushae Kiji beside him, and touched the amulet bag on his chest with his right hand.

The dream heart is the original material of the wedding ring that thousands of girls dream of, and the blonde beauty in front of her who covers her mouth and smiles lightly is the founder of Fusha Painting, who knows what beauty is in the hearts of all women - her wedding ring must be designed by this lady herself!

…

"Hello, Ms. Fusa, it's a pleasure to see you again!"

Gray Yuan Wai put his hands in front of his legs, bowed slightly, and bowed seriously.

Fusae hurriedly retracted her gaze and smiled, "Ah, hello, Xiao Ai. ”

Gray Yuan Ai raised his head and saw the panic in Fusa's eyes, but he didn't have the intention of piercing the other party, after all...... A fool who hasn't been able to solve the puzzle for forty years is not to be trusted.

If you want to make Ms. Fusha's forty-year wait not in vain, it depends on her operation.

Your own ring designer, you have to rely on yourself to fight for it!

"Are you here today to collect inspiration for new product design?"

Gray Yuan looked at Fusha Eri cutely, and used his first wave of operations.

It was an impulse to come to Nisenji Temple, and when I saw Dr. Asasa, I regretted it a little, and Ms. Fushae, who was worried about how to explain it, suddenly lit up.

"Ah, yes, I heard that Nisenji Temple in Rice Flower Town is an ancient temple with a very long history, and I just wanted to add some quaint charm to my next work, so I came." Ms. Fusae explained with a smile.

Gray Yuan's face remained unchanged, and he immediately used the second wave of operations, "Then, madam, you must experience the most orthodox incense ceremony of Erquan Temple, so that you can experience the beauty of history, inheritance and humanity engraved here." ”

"Huh?"

Fusha was slightly stunned, and glanced at Gray Yuan Ai in surprise, as if she didn't expect the elementary school student next to her to say such a thing.

But there's no denying it...... What Gray Yuan said makes a lot of sense.

As one of the world's top designers, Fusa-e knows how valuable inspiration is for a creator, so she barely hesitated and quickly looked at Gray Yuan with an expectant expression.

"Xiao Ai, do you know the incense ceremony of Erquan Temple?"

"Of course!" The corners of Gray Yuan's mouth curled slightly, and he said with a hidden smugness, "The host brother said that in order to show sincerity, pilgrims will first stick a little spring water with the fingertips of their index fingers in the spring at the foot of the mountain, point it on the center of their eyebrows, and silently recite the prayer in their hearts, which is a metaphor for picking up filth and hoping to return the pure wish;

Then hike up the trail in the mountain, and after each step of the steps, you must fold your hands and salute, silently pray to show your sincerity, until you go to the mountain shoulder Tianquan, and then point a drop of spring water between the eyebrows, indicating that the heart has been cleansed, and then you can go to the Buddha hall to pray for incense. ”

"Is that so......" Fusa-e blinked a little confused.

She vaguely felt that the incense ceremony that Gray Yuan Ai said did not seem to have any special humanistic aesthetics implied in it except for wasting time, but looking at Gray Yuan Ai's big watery eyes...... How can such a cute child deceive people?

"Okay, then I'll give it a try." Fusha nodded with a smile, reached out and took out a ginkgo leaf-shaped hairpin from her bag, and handed it to Gray Yuan, "This is for you, just as a meeting gift, and I hope you don't dislike it." ”

"This, this is an unlisted model!?" Gray Yuan Ai took the hairpin and only glanced at it, and his eyes widened instantly.

As a senior VIP of the brand who recorded every listed product of Fusha Painting in his mind, Gray Yuan looked at the hairpin in his hand, only to feel that his heartbeat was accelerating sharply, she was ashamed of it!

"Fussa Painted Girl ......"

"Looks like you like it, that's good."

Without giving Gray Yuan a chance to explain, Ms. Fusa, who was full of anticipation again, had already walked quickly down the mountain.

And Gray Yuan Wai looked at Fusa's back as she gradually moved away, tightened the hairpin in her hand, and her eyes were full of determination.

…

…

At dinner time, Erquan Temple presided over the residence, and the dining room was on the long table.

Mu Yuan looked at Fusha Hui, who was forcibly left behind by Gray Yuan's various rituals, and blinked calmly.

He didn't quite know what Gray Hara's purpose was, but he looked at Dr. Asasa who was sitting alone at the other end of the table, pitifully guarding his healthy meal, and sneaking a glance at the food in front of everyone from time to time...... Probably related to the agreement between the two a few months later, right?

After all, Gray Plains is not usually so cruel, and most of them will accompany the doctor to eat healthy meals in the laboratory.

…

"Host Mu Yuan, are we waiting for someone?"

Fusae looked at Dr. Asasa as she swallowed her saliva pitifully, and finally couldn't help but ask.

Gray Yuan Ai looked at Fusha's worried look, smiled with satisfaction, and explained before Mu Yuan could speak, "It's Sister Curacao, she took Wukong and Xiao Huang for a walk, and she should be back soon." ”

"Goku?" Fusha was stunned, and Xiao Huang heard the name of the cat and dog, but Wukong was a little chic.

"Goku is a ...... raised in the temple"

"Ms. Fusa, most of the bags you design are made of leather, right?"

Before Gray Yuan Wai could finish introducing Wukong's identity, Mu Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up and asked Fusha Hui.

Fusae nodded kindly, "Yes, I do prefer leather-like materials. ”

Mu Yuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "Then, fur coats, you should also design and make them, right?" If you choose Tiger ......"

Bang!

Before Mu Yuan's words were finished, Gray Yuan Ai suddenly slapped the table, gathering everyone's eyes.

】

"Little mourning?" Dr. Asasa was taken aback.

Gray Yuan stood up with murderous eyes, gritted his teeth, and faintly glared at Mu Yuan.

Dr. Asa shrunk his neck, and in order to prevent accidental injury, he decisively buried his head in solving his own nutritious meal.

Mu Yuan tilted his head and took the floating emotional sand with some confusion.

What's wrong with her?

Isn't Fusha Paint her favorite designer?

Let Fusha paint the tiger fur coat, what else is she not satisfied with?

It's hard to fathom......

…

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Just when Mu Yuan thought that Gray Yuan Wai might open his mouth to bite someone, Curaso, who was covered in mud, suddenly pushed the door and walked in.

Her body was covered with large mud paw prints, which at first glance knew that she had played with the owner of the paw in the mud by the river.

Mu Yuan glanced behind Curacao expressionlessly, and Wukong, who had turned into a mud tiger, suddenly shrunk his neck.

"Miss Curacao, go take a shower and change your clothes first." Mu Yuan said calmly.

"I'm sorry, let's eat first, don't wait for me." Curacao nodded, and turned to walk out the door with an apologetic face.

However, before she could take two steps, Fusa-e, who was still peeking at Dr. Asasa, suddenly stood up and said excitedly:

"Wait!"

Everyone looked at each other, and Curacao stood still in confusion.

“…… I? ”

"Yes! It's you! Fusae walked quickly around the dining table and came to Curacao's side, looked at the mud tiger behind Curacao, and then looked at Curacao, and said, "Miss, your eyes shouldn't be colored contact lenses, right?" ”

"Uh, no, it's not." Curacao suppressed his urge to subdue the sudden approacher, and smiled, "My eyes are born like this, and the average person will ...... Probably seems strange, right? ”

"It's perfect!" Without hesitation, Fusae exclaimed sincerely, "Miss! Would you like to be my exclusive model? I'm Fusa-Painted Campbell...... Well, here's my business card! ”

"Huh!?" Before Curacao could react, Gray Hara's eyes widened in disbelief.

As a loyal fan of the Fusha brand, she is well aware of how strict Fusha is on the selection of models. Even those top models who work in Paris, France, are rarely selected by Fusa Painting to become display models, so most of the new product exhibitions of Fusa Painting brands are mainly based on single product displays, and few will be equipped with corresponding display models.

As for Ms. Fusa's own solo exhibition, she has never used a model.

According to Fusha's own explanation, it's because she hasn't been able to find the miss. Fusha's painting.

So, with that......

"Curacao is Miss Fusa-e!?"

Gray Yuan couldn't help but stand on the stool, scanning Curacao's body from top to bottom.

Obviously there is nothing special, except for the height of the bare feet is over 175 cm, the legs are a little longer, the head-to-shoulder ratio is very good, the head-to-body ratio is also very good, and the appearance is also very high......

But she wasn't bad in the past!

Why didn't Ms. Fusha choose her to be Miss Fusha when she participated in the exhibition as a VIP before?

She can't understand!

…

On the other side, in the face of Fusa's invitation, Curacao was stunned for a moment.

Having regained her memory, she naturally understood what this invitation meant.

As long as she accepts this invitation, she will become the envy of thousands of women, and the legend says that there is no way to exist in the real world.

Do you want to accept this invitation?

Of course she would love to take it!

…… If she's just an ordinary person.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Fusa, I don't have any intention of becoming a model." Curacao took a deep breath and refused with a smile.

Fusha was stunned and shook her head, "That's a pity......"

"Curacao......" Gray Plains muttered softly with a complicated expression.

No woman can refuse the temptation of Fusa-e, and no woman can refuse to become the legendary miss.Fusa-e-e, the reason why Curacao is like this...... It's all because of the organization!

If they were just two ordinary people, Curacao would have happily accepted the invitation, and she would probably sit carefree on the sidelines, secretly sulking with envy and a little unconvinced, right?

'Zhibao her, by no means a girl who needs to be carefully cared for! ’

As long as she is given enough space for development, even if she is alone, she has enough ability to compete with the organization!" ’

Mu Yuan's words echoed in his ears again, and Miyano Shiho secretly clenched his fists, and suddenly spoke:

"Sister Curacao, you can become an exclusive model for Ms. Fusa-e."

"If you have any concerns," Curacao was about to explain, but Gray Yuan Ai took the lead and said, "As long as you don't post photos and works for the time being, and wait until the concerns are lifted, will you be fine?" ”

"You!?" Curacao's eyes widened, as if to say, did she know something?

Gray Yuan Wai didn't look at her, and turned to Mu Yuan and said, "Brother Mu Yuan, what do you say?" ”

…

Mu Yuan paused slightly, stopped secretly collecting emotional sand, looked at Curacao who was nervous, and then looked at Dr. Asasa who was fighting against the unpalatable nutritious meal and was not affected in the slightest, and thought for a while:

"May I ask, Ms. Fusa-e, why did you choose Miss Curacao?"

As Mu Yuan expected, as soon as this key question that could make the three girls feel emotional sand at the same time came out, the three of them immediately stopped paying attention to his movements.

Seeing this, he hurriedly collected the emotional sand floating in the air again.

Curacao and Ash Hara looked at Fusa-e at the same time, both wondering what the answer was.

"Ah, what is this...... "Fusae said slowly, looking at Curacao with admiration, "Miss Curacao is not the most beautiful of all the people I have ever met.

But in addition to the beauty that models should have, there should be a more important quality, that is, they must have a memory point that can be recognized by people at a glance and transcend beauty. ”

"Most people aspire to be beautiful, but there is no shortage of beautiful women among models, and what really makes a designer choose a model is this memory point that belongs to them."

"Miss Curacao, if I'm not mistaken, the hole in your right eye is actually transparent without any color, right?"

"That's what I've been looking for, as if it could be painted in any color, but it never changed...... It's like my Fussa painting. ”

"Miss Curacao, I really want you to be the exclusive model of Fusa-e!"

Fusae looked at Curacao and bowed very sincerely.

"I'm ......," Curacao shuddered slightly.

The reason why Fusha chose her was because of the eyes that had only brought her disaster and pain since she was a child?

“…… Can I really? ”

Curacao subconsciously looked at Mu Yuan with the last trace of apprehension.

Mu Yuan blinked his eyes and said softly:

"Miss Curacao, would you be happy if you were asked to be the exclusive model of Ms. Fusa-e?"

“…… Yes! ”

"Then go ahead!"