"Why?!" Mu Xue was stunned. She couldn't believe to look at the big screen. It was the picture of her sitting in the veranda feeding fish. Because she was sitting on the side, the camera pulled her facial features very three-dimensional, and her red cheongsam was shining in the sun.

She couldn't see what was wrong with the picture? She can't really see.

Lin Wu finished, shrugged and looked at Shao Yingwei. "I've finished. Let's let Shao comment."

For him, it must be Shao Yingwei's words that are convincing and his comments are poisonous.

Shao Yingwei took over. He didn't hold the picture in his hand. He left it on the table as if it were a poor painting.

But for Shao Yingwei, this hard picture, for him, is not even as good as the poor paintings, it is simply worthless!

"Do you know what a model's job is?" He didn't come straight to the point, but asked lightly.

Mu Xue nodded, most of the uncertain elements in her words, "show, whether it's jewelry or clothing."

"Yes! Show, "Shao Yingwei shook his fingers," you are right. The essential work of models is really show. No matter how dazzling they are on the stage, their ultimate goal is only one. Let more people fall in love with their goods, realize the charm of the goods, and willingly put out money to buy. Then, the model will succeed! "

Mu Xue blinks. She knows the truth. But now what's the point of saying this to her? She didn't understand.

Seeing her blank expression, Shao Yingwei sneered and focused on the hard photos thrown on the table. "But how do you do it? This is the worst picture I've ever seen in my life, not one of them! "

Boom -

it's really a matter of an instant. Mu Xue is totally ignorant and her brain is in a state of emergency, which is totally different from the result she imagined.

She argued feebly: "Shao, Shao teacher, are you mistaken? Or What's wrong with me? Just say... "

Shao Yingwei picked up his eyebrows. "I'm really saying that. It's also true. Do you think you are very beautiful in this dress, and your heart is bubbling? You feel like a proud queen in it, don't you? "

Yes, they are. He is right. Moxue's head is hanging lower and lower, and her ears are burning red. It's embarrassing.

"No, I don't think so. Phoenix is always a symbol of nobility in China, and also a symbol of empress in ancient times. But when you wear this dress, have you ever thought about whether your temperament is compatible with this domineering dress? Will it overshadow your charm because it's too brilliant? Can you manage the dress that represents the queen? "

"I......" The photos are criticized for nothing. Mu Xuexin talks with her. When she first came in, Shao Yingwei's unknown anger had already been smashed out of the sky like a hammer.

She opened her mouth feebly, but found that she could not find words to refute Shao Yingwei's words.

At this time, her mind was suddenly clear and clear. She found that since she met Jiang Lai, she was like a demon. She wanted to compete with her in everything.

Why? Maybe she's too perfect, perfect to envy.

Those people in the villa isolated her, not because of her poor popularity, but mostly because of fear, right?