Meng Huo was pushed in front of the brand manager, and Simon's agent was almost crazy at the moment.

"Is he okay?"

Meng Huo was stunned for a second, hesitant to speak, and let the people from the brand scrutinize him.

The person in charge looked at him again, and it changed instantly.

Unusual looking at people, his harsh eyes swept over Meng Huo like a ruler.

He crossed his arms and told Meng Huo to turn around, and then back again.

"Turn around," he said.

Meng Huo frowned lightly, he didn't like being looked at like supermarket displays.

But he thought about it or endured it.

With just a few glances, the person in charge who has a sharp eye and read countless models can calculate all the measurements of Meng Huo's body.

The person in charge was silent, and after a while, he said critically: "It's a little short."

Meng Huo's height is 182, which is just right for an actor, but it is not enough for a model walking on the runway.

The person in charge asked Meng Huo to stand up straight again, and swept towards his wrists that were naturally hanging down at the edge of his trousers.

——The wrist line crosses the crotch, and the proportion is barely acceptable.

It felt very strange to hear people commenting on their own body in front of him without hesitation, and Meng Huo didn't like it.

He tried his best to ignore the scrutinizing eyes like nails, and in order to divert his attention, he passed the person in charge and looked in the mirror.

Simon still had no expression on his face, only occasionally looking at him in the mirror.

There is an awkward attention.

When Simon peeked at him again, he was caught by Meng Huo.

Meng Huo tilted his head towards Simon to tease him.

The latter arrogantly pretended not to see it.

The person in charge hesitated for a long time before speaking under the nervous gaze of the agent. He then asked Meng Huo, a question that is often asked when choosing a model: "How many shows have you been to, and what do you have?"

Meng Huo answered honestly, "I haven't."

The face of the person in charge suddenly turned ugly.

The cameras of the "Adults Are Not Home" program group can't enter the infield. The big show is full of media, and the person in charge really doesn't care much about the variety show recording that has nothing to do with the big show.

The broker came out to smooth things over.

"Ms. Meng is not a model, but an artist, and she is recording a show with us, Simon."

The person in charge pursed his lower lip.

It has become more and more common for celebrities to walk across the runway in recent years. If you are a popular artist, you can see the stage steps well, and it is not impossible to walk with Simon at the beginning.

But Meng Huo was obviously not the type to be popular enough.

There is almost no such person in the fashion circle, and finally a magazine resource was intercepted by Lu Yu's people.

The atmosphere fell into a stalemate again.

Simon seemed to speak casually, but he said to Meng Huo: "Why haven't you passed by? The World Youth Fashion Designer Contest, isn't the model in the video where Yu Baiyang won the award?"

Everyone present was taken aback.

Simon's manager slapped his thigh fiercely, his eyes lit up, as if he was looking at a savior!

Meng Huo almost forgot that the random favor he did on the street turned out to be the most impressive stroke in his resume in the fashion industry.

As a fashion practitioner, the person in charge has certainly heard of this competition.

His face softened a little, and for the first time since he entered the door, he looked at him at a level.

"No wonder... I think you look familiar."

The artist and the World Youth Fashion Designer Contest had several buffs stacked together, and Meng Huo was still a bit reluctant to start.

The main reason was that there was a real shortage of people to rescue the scene. The person in charge said to Meng Huo with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor: "Go to the corridor outside and take a walk for a while to have a look."

After all, I am not a professional model, and I haven't had a training camp during this period of time. If the steps are so bad that I can't see it, even if the king of heaven is here.

The corridor is narrow, and the cold white top light shines on the floor tiles.

The backstage was extremely busy, and from time to time someone would push a clothing cart past. This was a small open space that the person in charge finally circled for him.

Meng Huo can feel people passing by

With all kinds of complicated gazes, he was a little nervous.

Meng Huo tried his best to search his mind for the knowledge of steps that Yu Baiyang had taught him back then, and he had almost forgotten about it after not using it for a few months.

Modeling is a job with a high barrier to entry. It looks like it’s just walking a short distance, which is ordinary, but in fact, the body, eyes, and muscle strength are all very particular about these details.

Simon quietly stood behind him and reminded him in a very fast voice: "Use your hips to drive your legs to exert force, your shoulders and hands should be natural, and your spine should feel a force to lift your whole body up. This time the styleIt’s more casual and there’s no need to be too nervous.”

Time is limited, Simon can't remind him too much, he can only try to teach him some easy-to-use essentials.

When Meng Huo stood at the designated position, he was still trying to digest it in his mind.

He looked at the person in charge of the brand twenty meters away. If he was serious about picking models, he would now be holding a scoring sheet in his hand. After one round of selection, there would be another round.

The fashion industry is such a cruel place, except for a small number of successful people, the rest will always be busy, waiting to be chosen by others.

It was hard for Meng Huo to imagine how a child as young as Simon could bear such critical eyes all year round.

He lowered his eyes to adjust his emotions, and exhaled lightly.

When raised head again and took a step forward with right leg, whole state was completely different.

Meng Huo looked a little ahead. In a short distance of 20 meters, Meng Huo walked very seriously with firm eyes. Although the steps were a little unskilled, the temperament he presented was casual and natural, which fit the theme of this scene very well..

Meng Huo walked all the way to the end of the corridor before turning around and stopping.

The agent looked at him nervously, the person in charge pondered for a moment, and then said to Meng Huo: "... go change your clothes."

The manager breathed a sigh of relief, with an excited smile on his face.

Simon stared at him intently.

Meng Huo walked up to him, took him by the hand, wrapped his big hand around his smaller fist.

The nervousness and excitement had no place to vent, and Meng Huo turned him into wickedness. He raised his eyebrows at Simon.

play parent-child.

"Call Daddy and listen." Meng Huo said with a smile.

Simon withdrew his hand wordlessly.

"Go and put on makeup."

Thanks to Simon, the make-up artist felt that Meng Huo's skin was in good condition, the only shortcoming was——

"You look so pretty."

The makeup artist sister sighed regretfully.

The appearance of the model is usually based on the good-looking temperament, and the too delicate face makes it easy for the audience to lose focus.

It's all about looking at the face, who else pays attention to the clothes themselves?

But with such a face at the beginning, the effect must be amazing.

Meng Huo also thought so, and sighed regretfully.

"Hey, it seems that I won't be able to be a professional model in this life..."

She got cheap and acted like a good boy, making Miss Makeup Artist so cute that her heart trembled.

Enthusiasm for work and level have risen together, making Meng Huo look very good-looking!

Although the model with a broken leg couldn't come, he sent the clothes to the brand to the scene.

Meng Huo was a little shorter than the model, but his figure was not so slim, thin but not heavy, just right, and the clothes fit him quite well, so there was no need for major changes.

Before playing, Simon took Meng Huo to rehearse several times in the open space. Under the guidance of "international child model", "five-year work experience" and "senior", Meng Huo's steps became more and more natural.

Before going on stage, Meng Huo even squeezed Simon's hand confidently and said, "Don't be nervous, let's go, maybe this year's best parent-child cp is ours!"

Because this time is the theme of the parent-child show, the brand side also organized a "best parent-child cp" voting, and one vote per guest for the show.

The cp with the most votes can shoot the brand's pictorial for the next quarter, and has the largest promotion on the official website and physical stores around the world.

Simon glanced at Meng Huo lightly.

He felt he was doing it again.

On has gone through too many shows. For him, the show is as simple and natural as eating and drinking. Now he is no longer nervous before going on stage.

Pointing, turning around, and taking a curtain call, all actions are like a set of compiled codes, which have already been implanted into his program.

This kind of event is a gimmick, and tickets can be faked. Naturally, the brand has its own favorite model, and it has been pre-determined. Only a fool like Meng Huo would believe it.

The process of the whole catwalk is: two models, big and small, enter the venue from both sides of the runway, meet in the middle, hold hands and walk back and forth together, and leave the venue from both sides.

After the final closing models are gone, the designer and the leading model will take all the models to the stage to call the curtain together.

TK is a world-renowned first-line designer brand, which includes many series of high-end ready-to-wear, high-end fashion and denim. This time, the international fashion week for spring and summer next year will be held in Shanghai, which is an important event for the fashion circle. StandAnyone caught on the Internet is at least at the editor-in-chief level of a fashion magazine.

As the editor-in-chief of "FM", Cai Heng naturally also attended, and it was still a very honorable front row.

Having watched countless shows, Cai Heng actually didn't have much expectation for this parent-child theme.

Although the show is set up as if strayed into a fairyland in the mountains, making people want to get close to nature, but he can imagine that when two poker faces, one big and one small, are put together, and the six relatives don't recognize each other and come out, it doesn't feel like parent-child, if it is not a parent-child, it is probably a stepfather and stepson who have a bad relationship.

At 12:00, the big show officially started.

Meng Huo came on stage from the right side of the runway. As soon as he appeared, there was a slight commotion in the audience, and everyone talked about it.

The injured model has announced on social platforms that he will be absent from the big show. Everyone speculates that the brand will directly replace a pair of models to start the show.

The child looked familiar, he was a frequent visitor to the Fashion Week show, and was loved by the brand, but the young man holding his hand was completely unimpressive.

Everyone in the fashion circle thought that they hadn't focused on the soaring crape myrtle star, only Cai Heng's frowning slowly unfolded after seeing Meng Huo's face clearly.

When Meng Huo held Simon's hand, lowered his head, and looked at him with a slight smile, Cai Heng's face showed a faint excitement!

For Simon, this catwalk is no different from usual, except that there is an extra adult beside him, and he doesn't dislike this adult.

Simon walked to the fixed spot in the center and reached out to Meng Huo to lead him.

Maybe it was only a very short second late, Simon suppressed the doubts in his heart, and looked at him from the corner of his eye without changing his face.

Looking at the cheap son who likes to pretend to be cool, Meng Huo instinctively smiled.

With a pair of small hands wrapped in big warm palms, Simon froze for a moment, letting Meng Huo hold him.

This feeling seems to be different from before.

Perhaps it was because of that smile, and that stare at each other, that both of them unknowingly relaxed.

Standing beside Simon, Meng Huo felt a solid sense of stability.

Simon finally showed the appearance of a child in front of the camera, and he quickly covered up the ignorance at that moment. As Simon walked, the corners of his lips slowly turned up.

Although the two didn't have any exaggerated expressions or body movements, they only looked at each other, which made the viewers feel a happy and intimate atmosphere.

That kind of comfortable relaxation can lead people into today's atmosphere, to pay attention to the clothes, the retro lazy style, and the natural color scheme of the same color.

The reason why the opening model is important is that it is amazing and can fit the theme to the greatest extent.

After watching Meng Huo and Simon's catwalk show, Cai Heng knew - it was done!

His boring sitting posture became serious, and he really looked forward to TK's new products, and many collocations and themes that could be used in "FM" next year continued to emerge in his mind.

The people sitting next to Cai Heng were obviously also curious about this little-known opening model and asked casually.

Cai Heng pulled people's science popularization.

"Have you heard of the World Young Fashion Designers Competition? Yes, yes, it was the silver medal I won back then.

The one who won the award..."

After stepping down, Meng Huo changed his casual and calm pretense on the stage, and was so excited that he walked around the corridor and almost bumped into a model.

When Meng Huo was slow to realize who the person he almost bumped into was, the woman had already walked away surrounded by many people.

Kleenex.

One of the most famous Asian faces who are still active in the world today, a well-deserved supermodel.

Shu Jie's wild and flamboyant temperament is especially popular with Westerners.

Meng Huo stared blankly at Shu Jie's back, as if thinking of something.

Simon raised his head and asked him seriously, "Are you okay?"

A look of being stunned.

Shu Jie is the closing show model of the big axis, and she is about to take the stage, which means that the whole big show is coming to an end, and Meng Huo and the others are also preparing to take the stage for the curtain call.

Meng Huo led Simon by the hand, and he could see a little of Shu Jie's demeanor on the catwalk from the backstage.

As expected of Shu Jie, she led the little girl in the same style of clothes, walked with the wind, and the typhoon was domineering, showing the aura of disapproval.

Meng Huo looked at Simon, who seemed to be admiring the steps of Shujietai like him, and finally knew where the strange feeling came from.

"You and Shu Jie look alike!" Meng Huo was surprised to find out.

Simon turned his head to look at him, only then did Meng Huo realize that Simon's eyes didn't look like admiration.

He looked away, his expression still not salty, and then lightly dropped a bomb.

"Inherited, can it be different?"