God of Sprint

Chapter 842 The model contest finals are all long legs!

"Boss! The heroine won't be Sister Fei, right?" Zhou Yiwei asked with eyes wide open and a look of astonishment on his face. At this moment, although he had some guesses in his mind, he still didn't dare to be sure of this surprising news. He raised his head and stared at Zhao Yun with burning eyes, as if he wanted to catch a definite answer from the other's expression and eyes.

At this time, Zhao Yun smiled and nodded slightly. This seemingly simple action was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up thousands of waves in Zhou Yiwei's heart.

After getting the confirmation, Zhou Yiwei's face was filled with irrepressible joy. The excitement was like a burning flame, dancing in his eyes. He couldn't wait to turn his head to look at Zhang Songwen beside him, and saw that Zhang Songwen also had a look of disbelief and ecstasy on his face. Then, the two of them hugged each other tightly as if they had telepathy.

Zhang Songwen was so excited that he danced with joy. He patted Zhou Yiwei's back hard and laughed, "Haha! Brother! You finally made it this time! With Sister Fei taking you to film, you will definitely soar to the sky!" His words were full of blessings and expectations for his good friend.

Zhou Yiwei was deeply moved by such sincere friendship. He knew that Zhang Songwen was not jealous of him for getting such an important role, but was happy for him from the bottom of his heart. This pure friendship was extremely precious to him.

Zhao Yun, standing aside, quietly watched the two people in front of him being ecstatic, and a gratified smile appeared on his lips. He knew very well that in the fiercely competitive entertainment industry, countless talented and dreamy actors were waiting for an opportunity to show themselves. Some people waited for years or even decades, and the passing of time made them gradually lose confidence and become more and more destitute. However, once the long-awaited opportunity came, they would be as ecstatic as Fan Jin. Now, seeing Zhou Yiwei and Zhang Songwen so happy because of this rare opportunity, Zhao Yun also sincerely felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

After they were excited for a while, their emotions gradually calmed down, and the surroundings returned to peace again. At this time, Zhao Yun turned his gaze to Zhang Songwen and said solemnly: "Brother Songwen, I know that you have been quietly settling down for a long time and have been waiting for a long time. Here, I want to tell you a piece of news - I am currently trying my best to find a suitable script, and this drama will be tailored for you. Not only that, I also plan to arrange for excellent actresses in the company to partner with you to create a wonderful work together, so as to help you soar to the sky. However, you may need to be patient and wait for a while."

After hearing this, Zhang Songwen smiled slightly and responded firmly: "Boss, it really doesn't matter. For such a long time, I have been in a state of no filming, so I don't care about this short waiting time at all. Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry at all!"

Zhao Yun was very satisfied with Zhang Songwen's peaceful and positive attitude, and nodded slightly. Then, he stared at the two people in front of him and said earnestly: "Since you have chosen to come to my company to develop, I will naturally do my best to train you. However, there is one thing I have to make clear to you in advance. Once you are truly successful and famous, can you still stick to your original intention? After all, there is often such a phenomenon in the world: when a person is lonely and wandering like a fallen leaf, no one can understand his inner world; but once his ambitions are realized and he has achieved success, friends and relatives will come to him. You know, the entertainment industry is like a fame and fortune full of temptations and variables. It is like a face that changes rapidly!"

Seeing that the two had become serious, Zhao Yun smiled and continued, "Of course, I'm not saying this to ask for any guarantees from you. Our company has no shortage of market or capital. You just need to work hard on filming. I may not be able to guarantee that you will become famous, but I can still make sure you have films to film!"

Afterwards, Zhao Yun chatted with the two of them for a while about their daily lives and then let them leave.

The company's meeting and talk ended here. These were all things Li Chunxiao had done before, and Zhao Yun had also learned them.

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Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, the Douyin team was busy preparing for the final stage of the first model competition. The staff were busy shuttling around in every corner, carefully arranging every detail, striving to make this stage perfect.

Time passed quietly, and finally the long-awaited final moment arrived. When that moment really came, the atmosphere of the entire scene was instantly ignited, like a pot of boiling water, warm and tense. People's heartbeats seemed to speed up with the exciting music rhythm, and even the surrounding air seemed to be infected by this expectation, filled with an indescribable excitement.

At this time, Douyin officially announced the mysterious guest of the model contest - the popular star Nini will be present as a judge. Once this news came out, it was like a bombshell dropped into the crowd, triggering waves of cheers and screams. Nini's arrival undoubtedly added endless glory and honor to this already highly anticipated final, making everyone full of more expectations for the next competition.

On the day of the final, the scene was crowded and lively. Many enthusiastic audiences came from all directions just to see the elegance of these beautiful models; major media also flocked to the scene, with their cameras and guns ready to record every wonderful moment. However, among the bustling crowd, there were some rich second-generations with ill intentions. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing famous watches, with hypocritical smiles on their faces, but their eyes kept scanning around, looking for their favorite "prey". For them, this final was just a feast for hunting for beauty.

The models backstage walked towards the makeup mirror with graceful and light steps, and then began to put on makeup in an orderly manner.

The makeup room was a busy scene, with all kinds of cosmetics neatly arranged. Some models were carefully applying foundation in front of the mirror to make their skin look fairer and smoother; others were focusing on applying delicate eye makeup, and their beautiful eyes looked even more deep and charming under the outline of eye shadow and eyeliner.

Looking at the models, each of them is tall and slender, especially their long legs, which are even more eye-catching. They are either wearing short skirts and shorts, which perfectly show the straight and slender leg lines; or wearing long skirts, the hem of the skirt sways when walking, revealing a section of snow-white calves, which makes people imagine. The whole dressing room is full of youthful vitality and fashion, and the beauties are beautiful.

At this time, next to Yu Weiwei, who was sitting at the dressing table and putting on her makeup, stood a model who was also participating in the competition. The model looked at Yu Weiwei with envy and couldn't help but praise her: "Sister Weiwei, you must be a sure winner if you participate in this competition! Back then, even in the fierce competition environment of the Miss World competition, you were able to successfully stand out. How can ordinary contestants like us compare with you?"

After hearing this, most of the other contestants nodded, saying that what the woman said was very true. After all, Yu Weiwei's strength was there, and it was indeed too strong. Some of them had just entered the modeling industry not long ago and were still in their infancy; some even just practiced privately based on their own interests and hobbies. Compared with Yu Weiwei, who was professionally trained and experienced in the industry, there was a huge difference.

Yu Weiwei, who felt that she had already won the game, immediately put on a hypocritical smile after hearing the compliment, and responded modestly: "Oh, sister, please don't say that! You know, the official has clearly stated that the purpose of holding this event is to discover and train new talents! Therefore, the official should pay more attention to the potential training value of each player!"

After saying this, Yu Weiwei deliberately pushed out her already extremely proud breasts, which undoubtedly brought greater psychological pressure to other people present.

At this time, the two short-haired girls in the room, Zheng Qingqing and Cheng'er, didn't care at all about Yu Weiwei's chest-puffing action just now.