I'm in the modeling circle

Chapter 82 Public Service Advertisement ([-])

Just 10 minutes ago, Yan Xiaoli's family of three sat in front of the TV and watched TV. Yan Xiaoli's mother was knitting a sweater while pushing reading glasses to watch the love drama broadcast on FFC.

As soon as the ending song was played, Yan Xiaoli's mother listened to the familiar music and praised, "This drama looks good!"

Yan Xiaoli nodded, and reached out to pick up the remote control on the table to turn the channel. She remembered that another channel was broadcasting a very funny variety show.

However, her mother gave her a sideways look, "What channel is this? After the advertisement, it will be switched back again, and I don't know if I will miss the next episode!"

Yan Xiaoli had no choice but to put down the remote control, curling her lips secretly, what's so interesting about the advertisement!

Yan Xiaoli's father watched the interaction between the two mother and daughter, and patted Yan Xiaoli's shoulder helplessly, with a bit of comfort and sympathy. In their house, Yan Xiaoli's mother is the boss!

The father and daughter looked at the colorful commercials with little interest, and suddenly the screen flashed, and a bright and wide corridor appeared on the TV screen, and there were three tall, delicate-looking people standing outside a room in the corridor. girl.

Yan Xiaoli took a look, isn't this the three models released by "MODERN" in December?She still remembered that one was from Huaxia, named Mu Sheng.

Soon, a woman with long brown hair and an office worker outfit walked out of the room.

Yan Xiaoli's father said suddenly, "Looking at what she's wearing, she should be a secretary."

The next second, the lady asked, "Hello, who is Alisa?"

"I am." Alisa stood out from the three of them.

"Very good, please come in with me for an interview." The brown-haired lady nodded, and pushed open the door of the room, letting Alisa in alone.

The camera also moved along with Alisa, and what was shown on the screen was a bright and spacious room with a long table and three people sitting behind the table.

On the left is a young Caucasian woman with short blond hair in a white shirt and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, who is somewhat refined and intellectual.

In the middle sat a middle-aged woman with brown hair, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, smiling kindly.

On the right is a Caucasian man in his 30s, with a handsome appearance, and his deep blue eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was discharging electricity.

After Alisa stood still, the blond short-haired woman on the left looked up at Alisa and said subconsciously, "Oh, I thought the coffee I ordered had arrived."

In the next second, the smile on the corner of Alisa's mouth disappeared immediately, and her eyes were a little cold.

Seeing this, the brown-haired woman quickly raised a polite smile, "Are you here to interview our brand's catwalk?"

"Yes."

"Uh, have you inquired about our brand before you came? Our brand is aimed at high-end consumers." The white man next to him held his chin and pulled his mouth slightly, with a look of contempt.

When Yan Xiaoli's family saw this, they felt something was wrong. Didn't these interviewers do it on purpose?
How do you say that there is a bit of discrimination and contempt in the tone?
Yan Xiaoli saw that Alisa's face on the screen became ugly, and she couldn't help but said, "This commercial was shot too far! How dare you engage in this kind of discrimination!"

"That's right, wait a minute to see which brand it is, and make a phone call to complain." Yan Xiaoli's father next to him also agreed.

"How can you worry about this? Those black people will definitely complain, and once they complain, they will definitely accept it!" Yan Xiaoli's mother disagreed, holding her mouth, "It's not like us, no one takes it seriously. "

Hearing her mother's words, Yan Xiaoli was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that the last time she complained to the community administrator because the neighbor next door dumped garbage in front of her house, but no one came to solve the problem after several months of delay.

Instead, the black neighbor across the street took his brother to complain, and soon someone came to deal with it.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoli sighed lightly and turned her attention back to the TV.

　Readers' YY daily life:

　　Reader: Young man, you must have a lot of manuscripts on file, right? (curious)

　　Xiaoya: Uh huh~
　　Reader: Baby, you've already figured out the ending, right?
　　Xiaoya: Uh huh!

　　Reader: Little one, are you going to add updates today? (star eyes)
　　Xiaoya: Nothing wrong!

　　Actually:
　　Reader: Young man, you must have a lot of manuscripts on file, right?

　　Xiaoya: errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr , there is no manuscript left~ (looked at the few stocks)
　　Reader: Baby, you've already figured out the ending, right?
　　Xiaoya: How is it possible! ! (_)
　　Reader: Little one, are you going to add updates today?

　　Xiaoya: No, it's impossible! (Hope not to slap my face) (T_T)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)