Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

But it also makes people feel a pity and desire to protect.

In an instant.

Du Qi actually felt a little regretful about why he was not a man.

If I were a man.

Facing such a girl.

I will definitely find a way to get it.

Then take it home and give birth to a monkey!

Give birth to lots and lots of monkeys!

.........

Miss Jiang here has no idea that she is now being fantasized about being taken back home to give birth to a baby by a woman.

She at this moment.

Already caught up in all kinds of praise.

“The boss is the most beautiful!”

“The boss is the most charming!”

...

"nice."

"Teacher, this outfit is really nice."

This was the evaluation of the two people next to Miss Jiang.

As for that male sister...

"Oh my god, Honey!"

"Your face, your figure, your temperament!"

"You are simply God's favorite!"

"of course."

"It would be better if the chest was a little smaller."

"If it's too big, it'll ruin the overall harmony~"

Too big?

Aesthetics?

These are my strong pectoral muscles.

You know a hammer.

Miss Jiang turned away with disdain.

But before she could refute.

A mouth appeared at the door.

"Wang Gang."

"What do you know, old man?"

"Jiang Ning's size is something many girls would envy."

“It also destroys the sense of coordination.”

"I'm too lazy to talk to you."

.........

five minutes later.

Miss Jiang sat upright on the chair, reading something like three documents in her hands.

At the same time, there was a round-faced girl behind her, helping her do her hair.

"Ginger girl."

"Which of these three options do you think is better?"

Listen to this.

Miss Jiang raised her head, looked through the mirror at the professionally dressed woman next to her, and frowned.

"It's pretty much the same."

"Walking on the catwalk, singing songs, or performing on the big screen."

“In fact, they are all the types of programs that open the show.”

"Of course, for me, singing comes directly."

"But I shouldn't be the only one opening this event."

"If we just sing, there will be no novelty at all."

Listen to Miss Jiang’s comments.

Du Qi nodded affirmatively.

"We know this."

“There are definitely different plans for different categories of players.”

"Now I'm just asking you which one you feel is appropriate."

...

"Singing."

"But if I just sing, my identity will be easily exposed."

"The explosion effect you want will probably be a bit difficult to achieve by then."

Hear the words.

Du Qi immediately clasped his hands together.

There was a "pop" sound.

"I just felt like something was missing."

“It’s on this one.”

talking.

She took all three plans from Miss Jiang.

I looked through the details.

At the same time he said to himself:

“The program emphasizes the hidden and behind-the-scenes, but we ignore the unique nature of the artist himself.”

"If we follow these three plans, the show's effect will be halved."

"For the program we put so much effort into, this is like a bolt from the blue."

"so…"

Suddenly.

Du Qi raised his head.

He stared at the little goblin in front of him with burning eyes.

"Jiang Ning."

"Let me teach you how to walk on the catwalk."

------

Catwalk, also known as catwalk.

It usually refers to the steps an artist takes when performing in a stage play.

But here it is.

It's the way a model walks on a catwalk.

Just started.

Miss Jiang thought this thing was very simple.

Isn't it just raising your head, chest, abdomen and hips?

Then keep your legs together and walk forward in a cross-step.

But when I really started walking.

She just knew.

Walking this thing is even harder than marching in formation during military training.

Not just in high heels.

You also need to use the strength of your hips to drive your thighs, and then use your thighs to drive your knees.

Then connect the calf.

Stand up straight and take big steps.

Only then can you bring out the model's aura.

As long as something goes wrong during this period.

There may be scenes of bumping into things or falling down.

"Lift your legs!"

"Look forward!"

“Take big steps!”

"Oh, yes!"

"that's all!"

offstage.

Listening to the model teacher's shouting.

Du Qi rubbed his hands.

He suddenly sighed to Wang Jianguo who was standing beside him.

"Secretary Wang."

"I think your boss was born to be an artist."

There is a clear bias in this regard.

Wang Jianguo responded slyly:

"My boss can eat more."

“And he eats a lot.”

"I'm afraid the food from the entertainment industry isn't enough."

Hear the words.

Du Qi clasped his hands together and pursed his lips.

"Right."

"With this girl's ability."

"If you just focus on making a living in the entertainment industry."

"My sister and I would be living in fear, fearing that our jobs would be taken away one day."

talking.