Guo Zitong called two models to teach them the cat walk.
Chen Yuxin was originally smart. She learned to dance from an early age. After a while, she found the feeling of taking cat steps.
The singer was born to shine on the stage. The model told him how to walk the catwalk. Without using it in a minute, he walked like a model and soon became familiar. Moreover, he was more stylish and beautiful than any model on the scene.
Guo Zitong, who was watching under the stage, couldn't help clapping his hands and whispered close to Guan Zhisheng: "the God of singing is really powerful. He can walk on the stage for a few minutes and look better than the professional model. In particular, his figure is better than the professional model Tony who came yesterday. If he is a model, he can shine and heat."
Pulled the sleeves of Guan Zhisheng standing beside her, "brother Zhisheng, do you think the two temporary models I'm looking for are no worse than international famous models?"
Someone standing next to her has no intention to listen to her. He looked at his figure. Once he heard someone evaluate his good figure. It's really a waste not to be a model. He knew he should have volunteered to go on the show just now.
He put his arm around her waist, lowered his head slightly, and rubbed the tip of his nose under her ears.
"Is it really nice?"
Guo Zitong hurriedly raised his finger to tan Jiewen on the stage: "he's really talented. He does well on both the stage and the T stage. He's really good-looking and a natural king."
The side strength has been bitten by someone, and then someone's sour and sour smell makes a sound: "don't look at a man casually and say he's good-looking in the future."
Guo Zitong, who was concentrating on the T-stage, was suddenly moved by a little pain in his neck, and then heard the sound of vinegar bottles around him.
She raised her hand to touch the place he had bitten, and impressively touched an obvious tooth mark.
In broad daylight, bite her.
The wind blew. When did the man turn into a bottle of vinegar.
Turning his head, he looked at Guan Zhisheng speechless and said, "brother Zhisheng, do you think you are a little naive now?"
Guan Zhisheng was about to speak^
Someone behind them asked, "who is childish?"
Guo Zitong turned around and looked at Wu Qiwen and Leng Xianxian. There was a woman she didn't know. The woman took a man and a woman and looked at the two children. Guo Zitong looked surprised and opened her mouth and shouted, "Mom, aunt Qiwen..."
She raised her finger to the woman standing behind Wu Qiwen holding the two children.
Wu Qiwen immediately introduced: "Tongtong, this is my good sister, Cui Wenji."
Turning to Cui Wenji, "my daughter-in-law who hasn't passed the door, Tongtong."
The daughter-in-law who had not passed the door, Guo Zitong's small face immediately turned red, and then called out, "Hello, aunt Wenji."
Then he smiled at the two children.
The two children struggled to open Cui Wenji's hand and walked quickly to Guo Zitong. The little boy said, "Hello, beauty, we meet again."
Guo Zitong squatted down, raised his hand and pinched the little boy's face. "Little handsome boy, we meet again."
Cui Wenji stepped forward quickly, "read and call your sister."
Wu Qiwen touched the little boy's head forward: "for the time being, I'll call her aunt first, and I'll call her aunt in the near future."
Aunt, Guo Zitong, who was squatting and talking to Niannian, turned red in an instant. She reached out and touched her round face. She hurriedly said, "xiaoniannian, xiaoyuanyuan, you find a place to sit. Aunt has something to do."