Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  It is an interview, rather than a contest between the two sides.

The Qin family obviously came prepared, and within a short while, several models with good looks and good figures were drawn from outside the house. Each of them was served by a professional makeup artist and costume designer. They looked very good. High-end atmosphere and high-grade.

  In contrast, Qin Qing, who has only two people and a bag of clothes, looks a little shabby here.

   "Hehe, shouldn't the two little girls be on the runway if they don't know how to look good, you can't disrespect the stage if they look good."

   "That's right, it's still young and ignorant. There is not even a designer for clothing matching. It seems to be a low price compared to them."

  ……

   Those who noticed Qin Qing's appearance outside the door just now were even more sarcastic at this moment, as if this kind of derogation could bring them a psychological balance.

  Song Ruye has been in a state of confusion around the side all the time. At this moment, looking at her side is empty, she has no bottom in her heart, "Qin Qing, we are not prepared for anything, can we do it?"

  She couldn't say anything about retreating, because the Qin family was staring at the other side, and she would just admit defeat when she left.

  While she was racking her brains and preparing to call someone, Qin Qing blinked at her mischievously, pretending to be mysterious: "Who said there was no preparation."

  The voice fell, she put down her small backpack, unzipped the zipper on the floor, and drew things out from the inside briskly with her hands and feet. After a while, various small mirrors, makeup tools, and small accessories on the desktop appeared like magic tricks.

Before Song Ruye had time to be surprised, his chin was turned by two slender fingers, and he faced the girl's hand holding the eyebrow pencil.

   "Don't you even understand this, do you?" She stared exaggeratedly with an expression of disbelief.

  Qin Qing raised her eyebrows, changed the blade to trim her eyebrows, smiled and said: "I will have eyebrow pencils when I am ten years old. Makeup is a compulsory course for every lady."

"..." At this time, Song Ruye was already a little speechless. Even if the girl would fly the plane in the next second, she wouldn't be surprised. Facing the table full of bottles and cans, she couldn't help but sighed, "Everyone. Lady, so hard work."

  Hearing this, Qin Qing smiled, but in her heart she agreed. Behind everyone's four words, "girls", she has worked hard for more than ten years for this, and because of this, she can't lose and can't go back and continue to be a model puppet.

  The preparations for the Qin’s model on the opposite side were nearing the end. Someone found two young girls wearing light make-up, while the other poorly holding a small mirror and smearing them on their own.

  "Tsk, how pitiful, little sister, do you want my sister to lend you a mirror, so that you can see how shabby you are now." Even watching the excitement does not seem like a mess, and verbally attacked the girl.

Qin Qing is a person who can't easily take action, but next to her sits a Song Ruye who is extremely powerful. After adapting to the environment and quickly adjusting his state, how can the school boss tolerate such a provocation. At the moment, Erlang's legs are raised and he laughs. Said: "Dear aunts and aunts, please don't face me with your old face, this will bring a psychological shadow to me."

Aunt? Auntie!

The girls in their early twenties almost bit their tongues in shock and burned the Tianling Gai with anger, "Who do you think is old? Don't look at whether you are a man or a woman, you are worthy of a DF. Ladies?"

   "At least I am more like a lady than your broken-mouthed aunts, hum." Song Ruye retorted, without showing any weakness.

   "You..." The other party was choked and almost vomited blood, gritted his teeth and said cruelly, "Okay, I'll see how you cry on stage later."

   "Okay, who is afraid of who." Song Ruye flicked a neat short hair, and after pulling back a round, he showed a smug smile on his face.

  Qin Qing smiled unexpectedly when she looked at her being motivated to fight.

  Finally, they entered the fitting room and changed their clothes. The two groups played front and back respectively. The Qin family took the lead. The unique Chinese style costumes attracted the attention of the off-stage DF design team at the beginning.

  Even Song Ruye, who was hiding behind the scenes, couldn’t help sighing, “Wow, Qin Qing, it turns out that Qin’s clothes are so beautiful, they all look like fairies descending from the earth.”

  Fairies descend to the world.

Hearing this, Qin Qing nodded lightly, and said in a light and indifferent voice: "The Qin family has passed on for thousands of years and is a scholarly family with extremely cultural heritage. Poetry, ink and painting, any traditional elements are integrated into the clothing, combined with practicality. , It can achieve a very beautiful effect, just like the open-breasted skirt worn by the No. 3 model, the lotus leaf folds of the skirt are embroidered with traces of ink, which will create a flowing and elegant feeling when you walk around."

   Accompanied by her slowly and ethereal narration, it seems that every piece of work in front of her has been transformed into the natural ancient ink of mountains and rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects are vivid.

  Song Ruye only recollected it later, turned his head and looked over, wondering: "Hey, why do you have such research on clothes?"

  This person knows too much, right?

   Just when she felt exaggerated, Qin Qing on the other end gave an even more shocking answer, "Because, these are all drawn by me."

   "Huh?" Song Ruye opened her mouth, looking at the immature 17-year-old girl in front of her, then turned her head to look at the gorgeous costumes on the stage, and her jaw dropped instantly.

"I studied Chinese painting when I was five years old. I learned from a famous family. One day I accidentally graffitied a piece of clothing. I was discovered that I was gifted in this area. Only then did I have Qin's clothing industry." Qin Qing's voice seemed a little low and vague, look. With Qin Jin's triumphant expression on the opposite side of the stage, his heart felt empty, there was a kind of sadness of no attachment.

  She remembered that the dress was a birthday gift she had spent several days and nights on to give her father, but she was given it as a tribute to the head of the family by her father. Now, Qin Jin uses these clothes as a bargaining chip to attack her.

Suddenly, the slightly cool fingertips were wrapped in a pair of hot hands, Qin Qing pulled back his thoughts, looked at Song Ruye who looked sorry in front of him, and gently curled a decent smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't laugh, it's ugly." Song Ruye quickly bowed his head and blinked the water vapor in his eyes, took a deep breath, held her hand tightly, and said firmly: "What will you say later, I will do it." , We must sign this contract."

  It seemed to feel her heartfelt sincerity. After listening to the announcement of the next group from the outside, Qin Qing nodded solemnly, “As long as you keep your head tall and cooperate with me, the contract will be ours.”

  The replaced accompaniment floated in the room for a while with a heavy metal sense of music. As the curtain opened, a pair of tall figures slowly came into people’s eyes.