Bright Throne

The new week is coming quietly without knowing it.

Early in the morning, Qin Yi pressed the damn alarm clock on the bedside with one hand, but Ji Hangfeng dug it out of the bed not long after, quickly brushed his teeth, washed his face and ate breakfast, and then was stuffed like a large cargo into the car.

The weather is good, and the morning breeze makes the whole person feel refreshed.

When the two arrived at the Tianlu company building, many models had already arrived. The training camp for trainees was on the 7th floor, covering the whole floor. The atmosphere is quite different from the laid-back feel of T&D.

Ji Hangfeng did not follow Qin Yi upstairs. As a manager, he also has his own work to do.

Qin Yi came to the male model training camp alone. There were about a dozen new models inside, all strangers who met for the first time. It seemed that none of them were over 20 years old.Most of the newcomers here are graduates of high school and did not go to college. There are also so-called "graduated" college models who have studied fashion performance majors. Some of them are even obviously high school students.

Two of the models I saw in the corridor outside Zhou Yun's office that day also came today.

One of them had a colder appearance and a muscular figure. This guy leaned on the last row of chairs, and with his long legs rested, he directly occupied the entire row of chairs.

Fortunately, there were several rows of chairs, and three students were enough for each student, so no one expressed dissatisfaction with him, but since the people around him sat far away from him, it was obvious that they didn't like this guy at all.

There is also a more familiar one sitting in the first row, with dyed golden chestnut hair is very conspicuous, thin, young, it is not an exaggeration to call him a boy, there are several male models of the same age sitting beside him, Talking and laughing, he looks very popular.

Qin Yi didn't care about these people at all, and just found a seat where no one was around as soon as he entered the door.The clock on the wall was five minutes away from 8 o'clock. He fumbled for a pair of earphones from his satchel and plugged them in, then closed the door to rest his mind.

Just because he doesn't care about others doesn't mean others don't pay attention to him.

It's not that he's good and tall—it's that big strawberry mask on his face.

When this guy first appeared at the door, the eyes of the students in the training room were all focused on this mask—except, of course, the cool guy in the last row.

It is not uncommon for people who work as models to be average or even ugly, but most of them are handsome men and beautiful women. They must be very concerned about the appearance of themselves and their peers, especially these young people under the age of 20.

Although everyone looks harmonious on the surface, in fact, everyone is secretly comparing the appearance of others with themselves.

In this atmosphere, Qin Yi, who couldn't see his face, became curious and mysterious in their eyes.

There was only one person whose expression became strange after seeing him. This person was not bad in appearance, he was three points similar to Qin Yi, his height was a few centimeters shorter, his left ear was pierced twice, and his permed hair was quite A bit of a Japanese and Korean style.

He was still hesitating whether to go up to say hello to Qin Yi, after all, he was his cousin, even though Qin Yi wore a mask, but the shadow left on him since childhood was too deep, Zhao Yang could recognize it even if he turned into ashes .

In the end, seeing Qin Yi walking past him without looking sideways, without even giving him a look, Zhao Yang was furious, turned around and shouted at him in a low voice: "Qin Yi!"

Hearing someone calling him, Qin Yi turned his head and looked around but didn't find the target, feeling strange in his heart, the corners of Zhao Yang's mouth twitched and said again: "Here!"

Qin Yi lowered his eyes and saw his cousin sitting below. He couldn't help showing a slightly surprised expression, and then calmly said in a tone of "I'm sorry you are too short to come into my sight": "Sorry, I didn't see you just now. you."

"..." Zhao Yang spat blood in his heart, this guy must have done it on purpose!

He twisted his head angrily, and stopped talking to the other party. It's been so annoying since we haven't seen each other for so long!

When the clock reached 8:[-], Zhou Yun, the person in charge of recruiting models this time, appeared at the door of the training room, on time as if counting seconds, with a roster in his hand, he walked to the students in a leisurely manner ahead.

Zhou Yun is about 37 or [-] years old, with a resolute and stern face. He is also a model. Although he is no longer young, his tall and straight figure gives people a sense of precipitation like a mountain.

He slowly glanced around for a week with a blank expression on his face, and the students who caught his gaze fell silent instantly, and sat up a little bit unconsciously, even the model in the last row couldn't help but sit up straight.

"My name is Zhou Yun, and I will be your instructor during the next one-week trial training period." He paused for a moment and said in a deep voice, "I don't like to talk nonsense, I will only say the following words once, you listen to me alright."

"First, I am your person in charge. During this week, whatever I say, you do. If you are dissatisfied, get out!"

"Secondly, I am a very strict person. After the trial period is over, all of you will be assessed. If you fail the assessment, get out!"

"third--"

Only halfway through this sentence, the door of the training room was suddenly opened, and a young man of about [-] years old walked in. He was quite handsome, and seeing Zhou Yun casually said, "I'm sorry for the traffic jam." He didn't apologize at all With an expression, he glanced around and walked in on his own.

"Stop." Zhou Yun looked at him coldly, the latter frowned and stopped, and heard him ask again, "What's your name?"

"Chen Yi." The young man yelled in his heart that he was unlucky, thinking that he might be scolded.

Who knows that Zhou Yun didn't scold him, but looked at the group of sitting students again, and said in a serious voice: "Third, I am a person with a very strong sense of time. As a model, you must follow the first One rule is punctuality, even if you are an international supermodel, no show will be delayed because of your traffic jam!"

After all, he took out a pen and crossed off Chen Yi's name on the roster without even looking at her, and said coldly: "During the trial training, those who can't even meet the basic requirement of being punctual, Get out!"

These three loud and ruthless "get out" shocked the students all at once. The young man named Chen Yi couldn't believe his ears. He was just 2 minutes late by accident. Fired in one sentence? !

Are you kidding me?

Chen Yi's handsome face flushed with embarrassment: "I didn't mean to be late! Besides, I have won several places in campus modeling competitions, and during the interview I still—"

"Have you finished?" Zhou Yun's gaze like a sharp sword interrupted his plausible words, and he frowned, "Why haven't you left yet? Let me personally invite you out?"

"You!" Chen Yi turned blue with anger, and finally had to slam the door hard and leave.

Unexpectedly, a student was eliminated shortly after the trial training started.All of a sudden, there was no sound in the small training room, and an invisible pressure loomed heavily on everyone's hearts.The excitement at the beginning and the sense of superiority over his own appearance all dissipated a lot.

Only Qin Yi and the man sitting at the end could keep their expressions unchanged.

Zhou Yun was quite satisfied with their reaction, and emphasized: "There are 18 male students in this period, and in the end, we will only admit 10, or even less than 10, which means that after a week, you will be recruited. Half of the people will be eliminated. If you don't have enough ability to stand out from the competition, just go back and forth!"

Hearing his words, the students couldn't help but look at each other, everyone here is their own opponent.

The competition in the modeling industry is fierce, and you can get a glimpse of it from a small training room. Zhou Yun's disarming power has undoubtedly intensified this competitive pressure several times. It is no wonder that the model's sense of urgency has been cultivated from the early stage. The company can maintain strong competitiveness all year round.

Instead, Qin Yi's mouth curled up into a smile. This instructor was so interesting that he didn't expect it.

After introducing some information about the trial training and the company, Zhou Yun picked up the roster and began to roll the roll.

"Xia Yu."

"Yes." The blond chestnut-haired boy in the first row immediately replied respectfully, and stood up from his seat to show his respect.

Zhou Yun glanced at him, and said expressionlessly: "You don't need to stand up, and, if you dye your hair back, the model needs to cooperate with the design requirements to change her own shape."

"...I know." Xia Yu originally wanted to show off, but he was bored, so he couldn't help but sit down awkwardly.

When Zhao Yang was called on by name, he received the same treatment.

"Qin Yi."

"Here." Qin Yi responded.

Zhou Yun frowned and ordered, "Take off your mask."

Qin Yi complied helplessly, and then...then he became the focus of attention again.

"I'll go, why can a guy with a pockmarked face enter the road to heaven?"

"No wonder he has to wear a mask. It must not be an infectious disease."

"How did he pass the interview? There must be something shady!"

Whispering voices suddenly sounded in the originally silent training room, and Zhou Yun yelled sharply, "Quiet me!"

The uproar came to an abrupt end, but the students looked at Qin Yi with various meanings in their eyes, Zhao Yang looked a little startled at first, and then secretly laughed, hey, let you pull, you have today too!

"For models, good-looking faces are not the most important thing. Top supermodels also have ugly existences in the eyes of ordinary people. I hope you will remember!" Zhou Yun said loudly sternly, although he did not intend to defend Qin Yi. , but this remark made the students more sure that Qin Yi must have come through the back door.

Qin Yi didn't care - anyway, in a sense, he was going through the back door.

"Continue with roll call, Shen You."

At this time, Brother Ku in the last row sat up straight and responded loudly: "Here."

His voice was very special, it was loud enough for everyone to hear clearly, but also as low as a muffled thunder.

The series of accidents just now seemed to be no different from a fart in the eyes of this person. He sat there silently all the time. He was not very old, but his eyes gave people the illusion that he dared not look at him.

Even Qin Yi couldn't help but look at him more.

After the roll call, Zhou Yun quickly started the first day of the course.

The morning of the first day passed quickly, and there were not many substantive things, mainly about the business introduction of models and some theoretical knowledge, which was completely unnecessary for Qin Yi to listen to.

At noon, the students were eating in the company's restaurant. Qin Yi wandered down from upstairs, and the phone in his pocket rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and connected directly: "Pei Hanrui?"

"The first day on Tianlu, how do you feel?" A man's gentle and magnetic voice came from the other end.

Qin Yi glanced at Zhao Yang who was walking towards him, and replied slowly: "It's okay, but there are more mosquitoes."

Pei Hanrui obviously didn't understand what he meant, he was silent for a while, and then talked about another topic: "If you are free at night, come to my place."

"……it is good."

Before Qin Yi hung up, Zhao Yang rang out with a smirk: "Hey, our handsome Qin, what's wrong with the pimples on his face? Could it be that he ate it badly?" something?"

Qin Yi rolled the eyes of the dead fish, and said solemnly without changing his face: "Because I have a disease that causes acne when I see dirty things."

"..."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yang was so angry that he yelled indiscriminately: "Don't leave after school!"

Qin Yixu stared, as if looking at an idiot.