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In addition to her surprisingly extravagant clothing, Ying Lee noticed a dressing mirror and a chair in the center of the cloakroom that could only be used by one person at a time. Ying Lee was slightly surprised. In other words, such a big place was only used for training one person at a time?

"In the future, this place will be your training ground. I hope that you will get familiar with this place as soon as possible and use it as your starting point to earnestly remember everything you have learned here."

"Tutor Brother" said with an expressionless face and reached out his hand, pushing Ying Lee into the midst of countless clothes.

"Put on your training clothes and pick out a set you like on your left hand side. We will begin our training after that."

Ying Lee couldn't help but admit that she felt that she couldn't keep up with the pace of his improvement.

"Wei Jianming should have told you already. You have to prepare before you see me. What's the meaning behind your surprised expression?"

Slightly embarrassed, Ying Lee explained, "I didn't expect to get into training so soon. I thought …"

"So why? "They think that this is the beginning of the university's term, so the teachers will first hold a welcoming party, and then hold a group meeting. Finally, everyone will be on stage to give a speech. Only after a week's worth of fun, will the class officially begin?"

It had to be said that this "Tutor Brother" was extremely strict. Although he was about the same age as Ying Lee, every word and action had a sense of oppression in them.

"I didn't mean that." Ying Lee couldn't help but say with a cold expression.

"I don't care what you mean, but time is money. My time here is a diamond, so I can't allow you to waste it — hurry up and change your clothes."

It turned out that no matter what Ying Lee said, she would be choked back by "Tutor Brother" in less than a second. In the end, Ying Lee tactfully chose her clothes without saying a word.

Finally, Ying Lee took a set of black training clothes and asked, "Where is the locker room?"

Unexpectedly, "Tutor Brother" looked at her with a pair of eyes like a dead fish and pointed at the floor with his chin: "Your feet are the locker room." He had his arms crossed over his chest, his attitude completely natural.

Ying Lee's face immediately turned red, a little embarrassed and a little angry. She explained, "It was Mr. Wei Jianming who brought me here to receive your training. I don't know if you misunderstood something or not." He couldn't help but think of what Wei Jianming said to her three days ago.

Wei Jianming warned her to put down her principles at the right time and do the right thing.

Was he hinting at something? Ying Lee could not help but recall the unwritten rules that were the most sought after in this circle.

Seeing that Tutor Brother didn't have any other expression, Ying Lee stressed again: "I'm here for training, just training."

"Tutor Brother 'flipped Silver, obviously extremely impatient." Of course it's training, but how do you train if you don't change your clothes? "

Ying Lee remembered that there was no special locker room in the house, but she remembered that there was a bathroom. He said, "I'm going to the bathroom to change." She lowered her head to go to the bathroom.

"Who knew that the path was blocked by 'Tutor Brother'." "No way." "He stared coldly at Ying Lee from top to bottom." "Like I said, the locker room is right under your feet."

What did that mean? Don't be so obvious if you're going too far!

Ying Lee raised her head and stared at "Tutor Brother" in disbelief. She felt as if she was being stepped on to the ground and had been humiliated. She thought back to the time when she went to plead with Director Long, only to be severely despised by him. She could not help but clench her fists.

If this was what Wei Jianming meant by 'the right thing', then she would rather give up on this path!

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to accept your training." Annoyed, Ying Lee threw down her clothes and was about to leave.

Regarding this, "Tutor Brother" did not have any excessive reactions. Instead, he allowed Ying Lee to walk towards the main entrance in anger.

But when Ying Lee was about to leave, he casually said, "I really didn't expect Wei Jianming to like someone like you, who has the temperament of a young lady. No matter how much talent, talent or lack of determination to work hard and advance, in the end, it's just a vase. No matter how beautiful it is, it's just a useless decoration. "

This remark successfully angered Ying Lee.

"I'm very determined!" Ying Lee turned around and said loudly and solemnly. "I swear that my determination is no less than anyone else's. I have a reason to join this circle, and I also love the show industry. As long as there's a chance, no matter how much suffering I have to endure, I won't take a step back!"

Ying Lee's tone was resolute, but "Tutor Brother" rolled his eyes and said, "You made it sound good, but in the end, you can't even take the first step." His tone was full of criticism, and his stern appearance was somewhat similar to Wei Jianming's.

Ying Lee was slightly taken aback. She couldn't help but reflect on her mistake, wondering if she had misunderstood something.

In the end, "Tutor Brother" said, "Although I don't want to break your fantasy, but I have to tell you, models do not have a separate dressing room. No matter how famous or accomplished a model is, no matter if it's a male or female model, everyone changes their clothes together. "

Ying Lee was surprised and didn't know what to do. She had never known it to be like this.

"For models, changing clothes with someone on the same show is a form of professional ethics. If you still need to be on guard against being peeped at when you change your clothes, or if you want to peep at others, then congratulations to you, the tempo of this show will definitely be overshadowed by you alone. "

Ying Lee realized that she had misunderstood, so she could only lower her head and apologize. "I'm sorry."

"Tutor Brother" crossed his arms and looked at Ying Lee arrogantly, "I don't want an apology, I want your answer — Do you want to become my model or not?"

"Yes!" Ying Lee said without hesitation.

"Don't be in such a hurry to answer me. Don't forget that I won't leave when you change your clothes."

Ying Lee was momentarily put in a difficult spot. She felt as if she had fallen into a dilemma.

Seeing how she was hesitating, "Tutor Brother was already impatient, so he counted down:" Five, four, three, two … "

"I'll trade!" Ying Lee finally made up her mind before she finished counting the number one.

She walked back to the place where she was standing a moment ago and picked up the training clothes that she had left behind.

The material of the clothes was very soft and felt delicate in his hands. Ying Lee had her back to "Tutor Brother" and knew that he was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, waiting to see her change.

Ying Lee clutched her clothes again and again. Finally, she gritted her teeth and began to unbutton her own clothes.

When she finally put on the black training clothes, Ying Lee felt relieved and said softly, "I'm done."

Then she turned around and faced "Tutor Brother" with a face as red as a tomato. However, when she finally recovered from her almost exploding shame, she suddenly realized that the "Tutor Brother" leaning against the wall was not him at all, it was just a three-dimensional photo the size of a person.

"It's purely to train your mentality. Do you think I'm really interested in seeing your figure?"

Ying Lee found "Tutor Brother" in the training hall that was quite a distance away. She originally wanted to thank him, but she was choked back by him. Ying Lee smiled embarrassedly, but she felt her heart warm.