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At this time, Huan Jing is having a meeting in the conference room.

The room was silent, waiting for his last order.

But after waiting for a long time, I still can't see the person sitting on the main seat opening his mouth, it seems that he is thinking and fascinated.

The people sitting down are getting a little bit impatient.

Someone gave a light poke to the people around him: "Hey, I said, when can this meeting end?"

"I don't know. Isn't this waiting for the final decision of President Huan? But Huan always does not make a decision. We can only sit like this I don't know when to wait. "

"I'm a little hungry. This meeting has been held from 9:00 to 11:00 in the morning This is too... "

The people below are muttering. Huan Jing just turns the pen in his hand and looks at the document in front of him and doesn't know what he is thinking.

Until suddenly there was a noise outside that caught his attention.

He turned his side of his head and looked out. From his sight, he could see a live broadcast on the huge electronic LED screen downstairs.

This live broadcast is the live broadcast of a modeling competition being held not far away at the moment. All the players on it are passing by in the camera, but only on one of the faces, he frowned slightly.

The assistant around didn't know what Huan Jing was thinking at the moment. He leaned over and opened his mouth.

"Young master, if you think it's too noisy over there, I'll ask them to move to another place. Don't disturb our work."

Huan Jing shakes his head slightly.

He didn't mean that. He just thought One of the faces seemed familiar.

"Do I think so much?" He frowned a little, as if in some confusion.

At this time, all of a sudden, the spirit of the people in the conference room, heard Huan Jing slightly open.

"This is the end of the meeting. It will be dissolved."

The crowd leaped up like a sigh of relief and rushed out at once.

Huan Jing has stood up, walked to the floor to the window, back to silent eyes on the face of the large screen.

The assistant stood on his side and explained carefully.

"It's said that it seems that it's a strong modeling competition. Many female colleagues in the company pay attention to it. Most of the participants in this competition are new players."

After standing for a moment, Huan Jing suddenly pointed to one of the players above and asked, "do you have any idea who he was with It's kind of like that? "

"Like?"

The assistant didn't quite understand, "like who? I don't seem to see it at all. "

Huan Jing didn't answer. He suddenly turned back to his office. His pace was so fast that the assistant who was following almost didn't keep up with him.

"Young master Young master? "

The assistant chased Huan Jing, panting to the office, and saw that Huan Jing picked up a phone on the desk and dialed a number.

After the connection, the maid over there was in a panic: "what's the matter, young master?"

Huan jingdun.

Speaking to his lips, he suddenly felt that it was a bit absurd to ask this question.

But without asking, he was a little confused.

He has always been the one who can rest assured only when his doubts are completely solved.

"Is miss at home?" He said.

"Yes, miss." The maid put her mind down. The young master seldom calls home, especially during the working hours of the company. However, it's a little logical to ask her how she is doing.

"Wait a moment, young master. I'll call the young lady down to answer the phone."

"Well."

The maid immediately went up the stairs and stood at the door of Tang fenrui's room. She saw that she had posted a doorplate on the door.

"Do not disturb in sleep."

She knew that she didn't like to be disturbed when she was sleeping, so she had to open the door carefully, and looked through the crack of the door. When she saw that the quilt inside was high and uplifted. When she was sleeping with her back to her, she finally set up a snack and went back to the hall.

"Young master, miss is asleep. I think she is sleeping well. Is it urgent? Do you want to wake her up now? "

She is sleeping.

Huan Jing's eyelashes quivered, and the expression on his face began to soften.

He remembered that when the girl fell asleep, the flesh on her face piled up on the pillow. Suddenly, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Forget it." He said, "let her sleep well."

"Good."

The maid hung up the phone and thought to herself, "now the young master is really becoming more and more gentle.".

Huan Jing put down the phone, and still looked at the big screen through the French window.

In the end, he didn't continue to explore, just turned away and went back to the conference room to deal with the rest.

At the moment, Tang fenrui, who is at the scene of the game, doesn't know at all. She played a little bit of caution when she went out. Now she has saved her life.

When she left, she did not let the maid realize that she had left, and covered the quilt with pillows and some dolls in her room, creating an illusion that she was sleeping.

Things are also pasted on the doorplate. In general, they will not come in. In special cases, even if they come in, they will not wake her sleeping in bed.

This was originally a small skill for use as a backup, but she did not expect that the critical moment gave her such a big help that Huan Jing dispelled all doubts about her when he first met her.

The game is still going on.

Group seven

Group eight

Group Nine

Group by group go on, slowly to later, only a few Tang fenrui.

"Ah, look, the little brother Ye Cheng is going to play!"

"Well, I saw it too. I've been paying attention to him for a long time..."

The little girls were so excited that they began to discuss.

It's Tang fenrui's turn to play. She looks at the people around her. She looks like a professional stylist. She has been in the circle for many years.

As soon as the other party came up, he greeted her with contempt: "Hello, my name is a Cheng, I have been a stylist for three years. I'm afraid that I will definitely get this promotion."

"Oh Oh. "

Tang xianrui just grabs his head, and really doesn't know what to say.

This is not a contest of mutual connection. You can beat each other psychologically by talking about the contest declaration. She just wanted to keep a low profile.

did not expect that she had not had time to make any mistakes. Instead, A Cheng, who claimed to be "a professional stylist with three years of work experience", made a mistake first, then hit the wrong eye shadow, then scrambled and knocked over the makeup remover. When the last time came, he did not finish it, but he quarrelled with the model halfway. Accuse people of being unprofessional. The model endured until the end. When the bell rang, people were too lazy to wait for a second. They raised their feet and left, giving each other a disdainful figure.

Ah Cheng can't pass the customs. Even the audience at the scene voted for him very few.

Before Tang xianrui came, he was worried about how professional and powerful his opponent would be, but he met a Wulong here.

She just drew her pre prepared make-up step by step, and felt that before she could render more and give full play to her strength, the audience had already voted for her.

(of course, she didn't know that many of them were popular worship tickets for little girls)

so she stepped down with a little complicated attitude.

Ye Junzhe comes and praises her backstage.

"Your performance just now is really remarkable. When the final finished product came out, even I felt a little surprised, which was beyond my expectation."

Tang xianrui's response to this was general.

"I was going to fight hard. Now, in this situation, how can I feel that I have won without using all my strength? Is it too easy, I feel I can advance steadily? Whitewater spent all night thinking about this make-up. "

She was obviously a little angry, but ye Junzhe was amused.

"No, I've noticed your performance. It's not because the opponent is not strong enough that you are promoted, but because you are also strong enough. I've compared your performance with the previous groups of players, which is above average. You have made rapid progress in this period of time, and unconsciously you have already gone up. "

Ye Junzhe thought about it and added another sentence.

"But you don't have to be too complacent. You know, there's a new Yao. As far as I know, she's a very strong opponent. Even if you get through this round, you will inevitably meet her in the final."

Tang xianrui nods.

She wrote down what ye Junzhe said.

The last group is Han Qianyue's duel with Yao. It's almost a battle between rookies and experts. For those who are experts, the outcome is clear at a glance.

"Different make-up looks are drawn by different people. After different methods of treatment, they often change their looks. If Han Qianyue takes out the answers prepared before this time and changes them a little, the odds are still great. I'm very confident in your work." Ye Junzhe comments.

Tang fenrui doesn't make a sound. He looks at the stage.

Only to see Han Qianyue on the stage has completely scared silly, the host repeatedly invited several times, she just came out slowly. This is the opposite of the arrogant performance when I was just on stage.

"This group of games, countdown 10 minutes, start!" Announced by the moderator.

Yao was busy at the beginning of his establishment.

Ye Junzhe: "although she is very powerful, she does not despise the enemy for anyone. This is not only a kind of cultivation, but also a part of her competition strength. It is difficult for such a person to find flaws."

Tang fenrui nods, it seems that she is not a simple opponent.

In the short ten minutes of countdown, Tang xianrui almost watched Yao's initial development with amazing strength, fast hands and feet, accurate and ruthless hands, almost finished the makeup in the first eight minutes, and finally had two minutes left to fine tune and fill the highlights.

This is rare among the previous players.

The whole ten minutes focus on Yao's fledgling body. As for Han Qianyue's side

she shrank, dared not to put her hands and feet around the model, and finally cautiously picked up the Eyeliner Pen, according to their feelings painted a......

When the painting was finished, they all laughed at it with a puff.

"Ha ha ha ha ha what is this!"

"Wow, ha ha ha, can you enter the semi-finals? Foot rest, right? I'm crying to turn the model into a pig

, look at this eye liner.