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Mao Yiyi, the leader of the group, was very bright.

Originally because of Ye Junzhe's face, they dare not say anything more.

But since Tang xianrui is so afraid of death, she will not let her go easily if she has to keep pestering the topic.

"Then what do you say?"

She asked.

Tang xianrui's eyes looked around everyone.

She knew in her heart that, although this time because of Ye Junzhe's face, we dare not continue to embarrass her.

But these people's unwillingness is still surging.

If the problem is not solved, her future work as an assistant will not be very smooth.

"I know you think I'm not strong enough to be your TA." Tang xianrui raised his voice a little, "how about we compete openly? All of you can play. "

As soon as Mao Yiyi heard that he was "all people", he immediately felt relieved.

Among these students, there are many with high strength and good foundation.

Are you afraid that you can't play with a small TA when so many people go together?

"Well, Bi is Bi, who is afraid of who?" Mao Yiyi's eyes flied over ye Junzhe. "Assistant Tang, this time it was put forward by yourself. If you lose, you will go home in a good way. Don't let Mr. Ye talk for you again."

Tang fenrui smiles.

"You can rest assured that if I lose, I will disappear here at once."

Mao Yiyi: "OK!"

"But what if I win?" Tang fenrui says, "if I win, what can I do?"

"What do you want to do?"

Tang xianrui's eyes flitted over everyone's expression.

"Very simply, I won. From now on, I don't want to hear anyone's gossip. Just let me hear someone gossiping or chasing after the wind and shadow. Don't remind me. Please take the initiative to disappear."

Mao Yiyi pondered for a moment.

If Tang fenrui can be removed, any cost is worth it.

"Well, on behalf of all of you, I agree to your terms." Mao Yiyi asked, "what's the comparison?"

Tang fenrui pointed to the poster of a building opposite.

The electronic screens there are rolling some pictures.

One of them attracted people's attention.

"Audition for the national fashion styling competition?"

This is a more authoritative competition in the industry. It is famous for its fairness, no insider and no secret operation.

"We can sign up for this competition together to see who can pass the audition. How about that?" Tang fenrui said, "the selection of this competition is fair, and the judges are also the authoritative judges in the industry, so that no one can say that I became an assistant by relying on Mr. Ye?"

Mao Yiyi promised happily: "OK, let's see who can pass the audition! If any student passes and you don't, you lose! "

This is the competition of the top industry peers in the country. It is said that the competition has a high gold content just by being shortlisted.

These students are just at the threshold. If they can pass the audition, it will be a great honor.

Tang looks for pistils more refreshing.

"That's it."

So the deal was done.

Finally, the crowd was satisfied and dispersed.

After class, ye Junzhe calls Tang fenrui to his side.

He looked up, his eyes full of worry.

"Xiaorui, you are so Is that too much of a rush? "

In fact, Tang xianrui has no bottom.

Although she promised well in front of others, she knew that she was forced to go to Liangshan and lose nothing.

As for whether she really has the strength to pass the audition, she has no bottom in her mind.

"Mr. Ye, is this competition difficult?"

She couldn't help asking.

"It's difficult, of course," ye Junzhe said mercilessly. "The top talents in China have all participated in this competition. Can the competition not be fierce? Among them are those who have been in business for ten years, those who have been in business for twenty years, and those who have returned from abroad. What about you? "

Ye Junzhe looks at her and sighs softly.

"You haven't even developed the most basic professional skills. At this time, even if you randomly push a client, depending on your own strength, can you handle it?"

Reminded by Ye Junzhe, Tang found that he really underestimated the gold content of the game and overestimated himself.

Although he performed well in the selection of enrollment and has been praised as "potential", in the final analysis, he is still a new person.

There is a long and long bridge between "potential" and "strength", but I just took the first step. How can I be so confident?

You know, she still has a lot of distance from the professional stylist, and even a client has not been personally contacted.

And the professional stylist, and can win the prize "genius stylist" gap is bigger.

So, Tang fenrui regrets.

"I knew this game was so difficult, I would..." She sighed, "it should be another way..."

But the water splashed out by saying something can't be collected.

"Well," ye said with a sigh, "this has happened. I will spare some spare time to take you with me and try to improve your skills."

But Tang's mood is still very low.

Ye Junzhe looked at her for a while and said something like comfort.

"After all, it's just a regional audition, not as hard as you think."

He was probably afraid that don was too depressed.

But in fact, this consolation is of no other use.

Tang xianrui is still depressed.

With despondency, she tidied up the students' materials on the desk, made a summary of her achievements, and after finishing all the work she had to do, she looked up and suddenly found that the clock had already pointed to five o'clock.

"Five o'clock? So fast? "

"Mr. Ye, I'll go first."

She flung down the things in her hand and quickly carried them out of the bag.

Along the way, she galloped, stopped a taxi and went up at will.

"Master, Banshan apartment, please hurry up."

"OK!"

Tang fenrui is very worried all the way.

She almost forgot that she had an appointment with Huan Jing to have dinner in the restaurant outside tonight.

Huan Jing is back at half past five.

She has only half an hour, or less than half an hour, to appear at home immediately!

"Master, hurry up."

"Master, hurry up, hurry up!"

Along the way, Tang fenrui can't stand the urge of several times, and the master finally stops.

"Here we are."

Tang fenrui throws down a big bill and runs to the back door before he can find it.

When she hurriedly ran to the back door, she looked up and asked, "young master, have you come back?"

When the maid saw her coming back, she immediately helped her with tea and water: "not yet, the young master should be a little longer. Usually it's more than six o'clock."

"No, he said 5:30 tonight."

Tang fenrui changed his clothes into household clothes, wore a pair of slippers, drank a cup of hot water in the living room to calm his heart.

Finally, at 5:30 on time, not a minute earlier, not a minute later, Huan Jing's footsteps sounded at the door.

Tang fenrui immediately stood up and went up, pretending to be at home all day.

"Is it cold outside? Is the air conditioning a little high at home? "

She asked casually as she helped Huan Jing take off his suit jacket.

Since her heart is empty, she has done this kind of thing more and more frequently.

Huan Jing's eyes were soft, watching her help her coat hang up, suddenly stepped forward and leaned over to hold her.

Tang fenrui is held in a daze.

"What's the matter?"

Huan Jing didn't take the initiative before.

"Nothing."

The good-looking man just smiled and then rubbed his chin against her shoulder.

When he spoke, the quality of his voice was as low as that of a cello.

"Missing you for a day."

Tang xianrui: "..."

Want to

Miss me?

The maid on one side had already blushed, and her eyes dodged to one side, making room for them.

"Didn't you say you wanted to go out for dinner?"

Tang xianrui felt a little unnatural in full view of the public, and hurriedly urged.

"Let's get out quickly. I'm hungry."

Huan Jing: "OK, what would you like to eat?"

Tang xianrui: "you can eat anything. Just choose a quiet restaurant. By the way, I'll change a dress first! "

She ran up the stairs and back to her room, half way through, her head sticking out like something.

"I think you can change your clothes, too. This one is dark and oppressive."

Huan Jing just smiled, and the light in his eyes was brilliant.

Tang went back to his room and began to look for clothes in the wardrobe.

Today seems to be their first time to eat out in a restaurant?

To some extent, is this a date?

Tang fenrui thought, looking for his wardrobe at the same time.

"This one? Not appropriate? "

"This one? Does it feel a little too heavy and formal to eat? "

"This skirt is too long. It's inconvenient to walk."

Tang xianrui has been playing around in front of the mirror for a long time. In life, he always finds that his clothes are not enough, his body is not good enough, and there are some small fat on his belly.

"Well, weight loss has to be on the agenda!" She said to herself in her heart.

At this time, the mobile phone on the sofa suddenly vibrated.

Tang xianrui glanced over there and immediately saw a familiar remark.

Seriously, she didn't really want to answer the call.

But under some pressure, she picked it up.

"Yan Shao, what can I do for you?" She tried to make her voice more polite.

Yan xiechen over there didn't speak, just paused for two seconds.

This brief silence of the blank, immediately let Tang fenrui have some not very good premonition.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

"My subordinates," Yan xiechen said, "inadvertently found out something. I think it may have something to do with you. I'm thinking about whether to show it to you."

Tang xianrui: "don't be a traitor. What's the matter?"

Yan Xie Chen seems to be trying to hang Tang's appetite for pistils.

It was several seconds before he spoke.

"It's about the east of Huanjing