Mr. Lu, please keep a low profile

Chapter 411

"Papa..." Backstage, Lu Yao began to applaud after they came in.

"Great! Manman, are you sure that your boyfriend is not a professional model? He doesn't look like someone who hasn't walked a show at all!" Lu Yao stepped forward a little excitedly, and couldn't stop praising Lu Zian.

She didn't expect that the top bag she just found was so good!Catwalk skills are naturally incomparable, but skills can be learned, and the important temperament cannot be imitated.

"Thank you." Lu Zian nodded his thanks with a smile.He was not complacent because of Lu Yao's praise, but he was not pretentious either, neither humble nor overbearing, just right.

And Shen Man, who came in with him, was full of anger.

She said, how could this guy be nervous?Such a big president will be nervous about how to manage so many companies when he goes on a show. This guy is simply pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

But, why did he lie to himself?

At this moment, Shen Man felt a warm surge in his heart, and even had the urge to cry!
He pretended to be nervous, probably because he wanted to arouse his self-confidence. Sometimes comfort alone would not completely eliminate the tension. It mainly depends on self-confidence and motivation.

And he himself was the one who motivated her.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Zian said, interrupting Shen Man's thoughts.

"No, it's nothing!" Shen Man blinked a few times, trying to hold back her tears, but things didn't go as planned, just when she shook her head, a few mischievous teardrops slid down her cheeks.

"Why are you crying?"

"Oh, she didn't cry, but her eyes were fascinated. Don't touch it, the makeup will be ruined!"

Lu Zian frowned, and stretched out his hand to wipe her tears with distress. Shen Man hurriedly stopped his hand, with a hint of coquettishness in his voice.

Lu Zian looked at her helplessly, then nodded slightly, said a word of comfort, and turned to change clothes.

Lu Yao managed to get a booth, there must be more than one set of clothes!
And Shen Man was taken to the women's locker room. There were quite a few people in this room. Shen Man saw that the white woman was here at the first sight. Shen Man frowned, but he was helpless. Can't hide?

"Humph!"

However, just when she was about to find a quiet, non-obstructive place to change, she heard a few cold snorts.

"It's just a yellow-skinned monkey, what's so good about it!"

"Tsk tsk, I heard that she is still a star in their country!"

"Hehe! Celebrity? Probably some low-profile starlet, otherwise why would there not even be a reporter."

There was a voice of whispering, taunting unabashedly.If she was still alone and didn't know Lu Zian yet, then she could only grit her teeth and endure in silence.

But at this moment, she glanced sideways, and then said sarcastically to the direction the voice came from: "Hmph, I don't know which white chicken was chasing up to seduce the yellow-skinned monkey before, but it was rejected. What's the matter?" So proud."

Then he turned around and walked into the locker room dismissively, like a proud peacock.

The whispering stopped abruptly, and then there were a few chuckles of gloating.Apparently the woman's nemesis hair came out.

Because this is Paris Fashion Week, Shen Man may not need this market, but that white woman can't, she is a professional model, and she still depends on it for a living.

So she dared to ridicule a few words, and didn't dare to do anything, so she could only shut up with a dark face.

(End of this chapter)