I'm in the modeling circle

Chapter 349 Nobility (Part [-])

Hearing the girl's words, the bodies of the three trembled first. Jian Mingbo couldn't help clenching his fists, and a bit of anger flashed in his eyes. He said it was one thing, but it was another thing when people pointed it out.

The face of the man in the black baseball uniform darkened slightly, his eyes rolled away, and his tone was a bit aggressive, "It's none of your business!"

Listening to Jian Mingbo's tone, Song Chen tugged at him, "Jian Mingbo!" His eyes were full of disapproval.

Mu Sheng didn't care about it, just smiled and looked at the three people across the way without saying a word, but the emotion in his eyes was a little faint.

"Sorry, I apologize to you for him."

Song Chen turned his head to look at Mu Sheng, with an apologetic expression on his face, Jian Mingbo's character is like this, and he doesn't intend to argue for him, not everyone will tolerate him because of his character.

Hearing Song Chen's apology, Jian Mingbo's eyes could not help but flicker, and he also knew that his tone just now was not good, so he pursed his lips slightly, "You don't need to do it, I will do it myself." As soon as the words finished, he stood up cautiously and bowed slightly Bow, "I'm sorry."

This attitude and tone are much better than those who don't know how to apologize, or who don't really apologize.

Mu Sheng didn't respond, but took a few sips of black tea, a warm current evacuated from her stomach, warming her cold fingertips slightly.

Seeing Mu Sheng's movements, Jian Mingbo lowered his head slightly, couldn't help looking at the scenery outside the window, and said in a low voice, "It's not so much that we gave up our dreams, it's better to say that our dreams gave up on us."

"In the past six years, it's not that we haven't tried, and it's not that we haven't tried hard. After each failure, we are still preparing for the next one, but now it seems that everything is meaningless." Jian Mingbo's voice is full Frustrated, a pair of black eyes filled with sadness and sadness.

I still remember when my mother sent him to the train station six years ago, the eyes looking forward to my early return, the black eyes full of confidence in my son's success, but six years later, the three of them still failed to achieve anything.

Thinking that he might face his mother's disappointed expression when he went back this time, Jian Mingbo felt a pain in his heart, he dared not face the eyes of his parents, and the eyes of Song Chen and Bernie's parents. Take the two of them to break through a world in Paris.

But now, are they going back like bereaved dogs?

Mu Sheng looked at the trio who looked like a defeated rooster. It seemed that PMOP had encountered many setbacks before becoming famous. In her last life, she only learned about their brand and founder when they were the most popular. As for She only knows a little about the story behind them.

The teacup was slowly put down, and the small silver spoon made a crisp sound as it collided with the ceramic, waking up the three people on the opposite side. The girl took a deep look at them, and said in a cautious voice, "So, are you giving up?"

If they no longer have the enthusiasm and confidence to fight, then she doesn't need to spend her words. Opportunities are reserved for those who are willing to work hard, but the three people in front of them seem to have given up.

Looking at the three people who were silent, Mu Sheng stood up from the chair, took the man's hand and started to leave. Sure enough, the timing was not right, and the person's thinking was not right!

A voice suddenly came from behind, "We have not given up."

Jian Mingbo and Bernie didn't speak, but the thinnest Song Chen spoke. At this moment, he raised his eyes to look at Mu Sheng, and at some point, a light burst out from his eyes.

"Even if we leave Paris this time, it doesn't mean we give up clothing design."

Following his words, Jian Mingbo and Bernie couldn't help looking sideways at him. As the youngest of the three, Song Chen had always been shy, so Song Chen, whose eyes were shining brightly, was also the first of the two of them. See you once.

Song Chen looked into Mu Sheng's eyes, and his voice couldn't help trembling due to nervousness and excitement, "Even if we are not in Paris, we can still continue to design, even if our clothes are not liked by anyone, we still will not give up."

Mu Sheng had already turned around, listening to Song Chen's words, a smile finally appeared in his eyes.

Song Chen's eyes were red on the seat, his eye sockets were filled with mist, and his voice was choked up, but he looked at Mu Sheng with firm eyes, "Even if I can't continue, there is still my son, my grandson , and my great-grandson, as long as they are here, the brand of PMOP will not disappear.”

Listening to every word of Song Chen's words, the bodies of the two people around him trembled. Song Chen's words were actually the voices of the two of them.

The flame of dreams in his heart is not so easy to extinguish. Even Jian Jianbo, who keeps saying that he will leave Paris, puts most of his clothing design drawings and clothes displayed in the fashion week in his suitcase.

Jian Mingbo's eyes trembled, his eyes turned red slightly, and with an unknown source of courage in his heart, he slapped his palm on the table and raised his voice slightly, "Song Chen is right, although dreams give up on us, we don't I will never give up on my dream!"

As soon as the words fell, the teacup on the table was shaken, and the black tea in the cup was splashed out, which also shocked Song Chen and Bernie!
The waiter who heard the noise walked over not far away, took a look at the situation, and found that the tea was splashed on the table, frowning slightly, and reprimanded loudly while wiping, "What are you doing? Take a good picture of the table, Can't speak well?!"

Jian Mingbo knew he was wrong, and apologized awkwardly, isn't this too excited!
The waiter glanced at Jian Mingbo angrily, but when passing by Mu Sheng and Lin Zixuan, his eyes froze, his mouth opened slightly in surprise, "You..."

"Shh, be quiet."

The waiter covered his mouth excitedly, and thought he was using a lower voice, "Ah, yes! I'll keep my voice down!" However, several people in the dining area had already followed the voice, with a bit of surprise in their eyes .

"Isn't this Mu Sheng?"

"It's Mu Sheng! I like her so much, I wonder if I can take a group photo!"

Thanks to the waiter, Mu Sheng finally had to go to another carriage with Jian Mingbo and the others, and sat down in a carriage with fewer people.

"I don't know if your determination is the same as what I just said." Mu Sheng leaned on the back of the chair, glanced at Jian Mingbo and the three of them, and said softly, "If you really want to make fashion brands in France, I can Give you some help, but not forever."

The three of Jian Mingbo couldn't believe their ears, "Really?!"

The eyes of the three of them shone with light, the original depression and decadence were swept away, and a raging enthusiasm was ignited in their hearts. Although Mu Sheng only said that it was a certain amount of help, it was enough!

"It's true, but," Mu Sheng's tone paused, the smiles of the three people on the opposite side froze, and their eyes were a bit disturbed, "It's up to you whether you can get up."

Jian Mingbo directly bowed a 90-degree bow excitedly, unable to restrain the emotions in his heart, "Thank you, thank you so much!"

The two people next to them also got up and gave a big gift. Although Mu Sheng didn't say clearly what kind of help they would provide, among the people they were in trouble, the only person who could reach out to them was Mu Sheng.

It took a long time for the three of them to relax.

(End of this chapter)