Chapter 120 You are much more beautiful than them

"This is an internal performance. Don't stare at the actors. Sit aside. I'll go talk to Aunt Qu."

After entering the rehearsal room, Wen Guohua and others "did not know the rules", which made the rehearsing models dissatisfied.

Tan Qin quickly asked a few people to sit down against the wall, and ran towards a middle-aged woman sitting on a chair in the distance.

After Li Ye sat down, he asked quietly, "Are they all actors?"

It’s no wonder that Li Ye is curious. The quality requirements for actors are very high. If these models are all actors, then their ability to control facial expressions would be too poor.

They generally have good figures and pretty faces, but there is a big difference when compared to the carefully selected models of later generations. Height alone is not enough.

There are only a few who are over 1.7 meters tall, and the majority are around 1.65 meters tall. As for the standards for hip circumference, waist and hips, there is no way to talk about them at all.

Bai Mingyan replied: "I heard that they are called models in foreign countries, but here they are called fashion performers."

“Oh~~”

Li Ye suddenly realized that model was a foreign word, which was somewhat inappropriate. It would be much better to change it to actor.

Tan Qin came back soon, sat next to Wen Leyu, and whispered, "We can only watch for a while. There are too many people coming this time, and Aunt Qu is not very happy."

Just now when Tan Qin went over to talk to the middle-aged woman, everyone saw that she was indeed not very happy.

Although it was petty, Li Ye could understand it.

When fashion models first appeared, some newspapers commented that they were a "disaster", and for a long time they were not promoted or reported on, and were only observed internally.

In 1979, Pierre Cardin held an internal fashion show in Shenzhou. The 12 foreign models shocked the media present.

Similarly, clothing professionals from Shanghai also feel the fashion signal.

In 1981, China's first model team was established in Shanghai by a clothing company. Its initial purpose was to better promote the company's products, and it achieved great success.

But all fashion shows are internal performances, and the participants are all clothing companies from all over the country or overseas.

Models cannot be called models, they can only be called actors.

Moreover, the Shanghai Theatre Academy really spent a long time training the first batch of models in terms of body shape and temperament, so it is not wrong to say that they were actors.

However, Li Ye could understand it, but Wen Guohua felt that the other party was a little stingy.

"Just let us watch for a while? Xiaoqin, you took so much trouble to bring us here, so just let us watch for a while?"

"Brother Wen, this is an internal training," Tan Qin pursed her lips and said, "Look at the woman sitting on the bench. She's from the textile company and her rank is three levels higher than yours. If you have a lot of face, why don't you go and flirt with her?"

Wen Guohua smiled and said, "We don't have that kind of face. What kind of team is this?"

Tan Qin whispered, "These are costume actors selected and trained by the Art Academy on behalf of the textile company. It is said that there is already a professional team in Shanghai, and we are still going through the formalities here!"

Compared with fashionable Shanghai, Beijing is still a bit conservative. In 1982, Shanghai's fashion model team had already been trained for a year, but Beijing only realized it later.

And looking at the performance of these girls, Li Ye feels that he still has a long way to go before he can perform on stage.

The main reason was their bad mentality. Some girls were stared at so harshly by Wen Guohua and Bai Mingyan that they almost couldn't walk steadily in their high heels.

Wen Leyu looked at the girls walking around and couldn't help but ask Tan Qin: "Sister Xiaoqin, did you learn to wear high heels from them?"

"Yes! You figured it out?"

Tan Qin said to Wen Leyu excitedly: "I used to feel uncomfortable walking in high heels.

But after coming here and learning from Aunt Qu for a while, I feel completely different. This is fashion."

Wen Leyu was obviously intrigued, and he started discussing with Tan Qin in a low voice about the coordination between the feet, waist, hips, and arms, and all sorts of nonsense.

In the end, Li Ye couldn't stand it anymore. If he continued to be fooled by Tan Qin, his perfect wife would be led astray.

Have you ever seen Ji Niangniang walk? The kind where she walks for hundreds of thousands of dollars?

Even her catwalk style cannot be said to be completely suitable for normal life.

Does the model walk beautifully?

In some cases, it's nice.

But Wen Leyu was different from these models. That day, she just put on high heels and walked around for Li Ye twice, and Li Ye knew that the girl had inherited the true skills of Teacher Ke.

The casual and natural steps inadvertently exude a hint of elegance, which is different from the deliberately practiced "cat walk" and is not of the same style.

Tan Qin has a straightforward personality and tends to be androgynous in style, so she feels very compatible when she follows the models to learn how to walk.

But Teacher Ke's words and deeds over the past decade have long engraved elegance and gentleness into Wen Leyu's bones. Now you want her to learn this bouncing and rubbing?

Only Tan Qin is Wen Leyu's friend, otherwise Li Ye would spit in her face right now.

[Trading blue and white porcelain for a glass is really stupid. 】

Well, you can't spit. Look at the looks of the two men next to you. If you spit at Tan Qin now, you will be making enemies.

Li Ye pulled Wen Leyu's sleeve, and when she turned around, he nodded at Wen Guohua and Bai Mingyan.

Wen Leyu was confused and looked at his brother, but didn't see anything wrong!

But when the girl followed Wen Guohua's gaze, she found that the two men's attention was always on the models' twisting waists and swinging calves, and her little face was immediately filled with disgust.

Li Ye whispered: "Why don't we go first!"

"Okay, let's go!" Wen Leyu nodded happily, then narrowed his eyes and said to Wen Guohua: "Brother, we are leaving, do you want to go back?"

"You guys go back first! I still have to go to the night school later!"

Wen Guohua waved his hand without hesitation, telling Wen Leyu and Li Ye to leave quickly.

Wen Leyu glanced at his brother sideways, then followed Li Ye out of the rehearsal room.

However, after the two of them walked a few dozen meters, Li Ye grabbed Wen Leyu again and walked back quietly.

"What are you doing?"

"Shh~"

The two kittens poked their heads around the door and heard Wen Guohua say, "Well, this is good."

"The one at the back is better, he's taller"

"The one behind is Liu Qingqing, and she's a college student! Brother Wen, can I introduce her to you?"

"That's not impossible."

"Oh, by the way, Brother Wen, don't you think your Xiaoyu is very suitable to be a fashion show performer?"

Wen Leyu: “.”

Li Ye: “Hehehe~”

Wen Leyu was about to go in, but Li Ye quickly pulled her away.

After they had walked out of the company's gate, Li Ye said, "The three of them are older than us. It's human nature and it's not against the law."

Wen Leyu said angrily, "The way I looked at them just now was not right. Don't do that again! Do you hear me?"

"I heard it, I heard it," Li Ye got on his bicycle, took Wen Leyu away, and then said softly, "I will only look at you from now on."

“.”

Wen Leyu was so angry that she was speechless. She clenched her fist and wanted to hit Li Ye on the back, but she couldn't bear it in the end. Her little hands tightly grasped Li Ye's shirt.

But Li Ye continued, "Don't listen to Tan Qin's nonsense in the future. You are different from these girls. Don't learn those messed up things."

“.”

Wen Leyu was silent for a few seconds, stretched his neck and leaned close to Li Ye's ear and said, "Is it a mess now? Didn't you ask me to wear high heels this morning?"

"Ahem," Li Ye coughed quickly and said, "You got it wrong. I like to see you wearing high heels, but after you learn from these girls, you won't walk as beautifully as you do now."

Wen Leyu felt a little embarrassed and whispered, "No, no, I think those girls are pretty good. Sister Tan said they are all very fashionable and good-looking."

"Forget it!" Li Ye said directly: "Think carefully, count those girls one by one, and compare them with yourself.

In terms of height, leg length, and appearance, who can compare to you?"

[So in his eyes, I am actually Xi Shi? ]

If you talk about height, Wen Leyu is confident, but if you talk about figure, she feels that Li Ye is a beauty in the eyes of the beholder.

Being a little plump is the best standard in this era.

But Wen Leyu had no idea how far-sighted Li Ye was.

A girl weighing 80 or 90 kilograms doesn't look good, right? After becoming a wife and a mother, she must gain 20 kilograms, isn't that just right?

Wen Leyu is indeed a little immature at the moment, but when she matures, she will have a long flowering period. Unlike some flowers, which bloom too early and gorgeously, they will also accelerate overdraft and wither and die.

"Hehe, if you keep talking nonsense like this, I'll be very proud."

Wen Leyu was in a very good mood. He sat in the seat and swayed gently, his long legs swinging like willows in the spring breeze.

But Li Ye said seriously: "What I said is true. Don't put the cart before the horse and change your best side. You looked really good in high heels that day, better than them."

Wen Leyu felt that Li Ye was exaggerating, and finally defended himself: "Even if you want to praise me, don't belittle others. Sister Xiaoqin said that those actors practiced very hard, and they practiced four or five hours a day."

"But you have been practicing for more than ten years!"

Li Ye immediately instilled into Wen Leyu the theory of "teaching by words and deeds, and learning by seeing and hearing".

"You get along with Teacher Ke every day, and you learn it unconsciously. Teacher Ke's level is not the same as theirs. Do you know the maids and concubines in the palace?"

"Of course I know. Who in Beijing doesn't know?"

"Well, those girls who are still learning to walk today are like maids who have just entered the palace, but your mother, Teacher Ke, has reached the level of the queen."

Wen Leyu was stunned for several seconds before he said with a smile: "My mother is the queen, then what am I?"

"You are a princess!" Li Ye looked back at her and said with a smile, "But I am just giving you an analogy. You can't bully me like a princess."

“Who is yours?”

Wen Leyu opened her mouth, wanting to say something back to Li Ye, but no words came out.

Unconsciously, her little head was resting on Li Ye's back, and she was so sweetly absorbed in the moment that she didn't even notice that Li Ye had deliberately taken a detour and rode for half an hour longer.

Li Ye was not in a hurry at all.

A beautiful flower will have billions of beautiful moments from budding to blooming. If you pass by them in a hurry, even if you get its fruit, you will miss its countless beauty.

So, if two young people who like each other are not impatient, they can be alone together on a summer night and their feelings will grow. Isn't that the taste of pure love?

. . . . . .

"Eight o'clock tomorrow morning!"

"Yeah, eight o'clock!"

Li Ye sent Wen Leyu to the gate of the compound. Wen Leyu returned home briskly like a little deer.

As soon as I entered the house, I found Wen Qingsheng and Teacher Ke watching TV on the sofa. They were watching the 1982 version of "Wu Song".

Although the filming conditions of the 1982 version of Wu Song were limited, the quality was quite high.

The male lead in the film was a martial artist in a Peking Opera troupe at the age of fourteen, and later learned acting. Each of his moves had real power, which was far from the fake moves performed casually in later generations.

Seeing her daughter happily coming in, Teacher Ke asked with a smile: "Where did you go to play so late? I thought you were not coming back!"

Wen Leyu sat down next to Teacher Ke and said, "We were already at the doorstep before it got dark, but..."

Wen Leyu told them about what happened today. Wen Qingsheng and Teacher Ke didn't think much of it after listening to it. People of their level would definitely not interfere in the affairs of a group of kids.

However, when it comes to watching the models rehearse, Teacher Ke and Wen Qingsheng seem to be quite concerned.

"Mom, you don't know, Sister Xiaoqin said that I am suitable to be a fashion show actor, but Li Ye said that I walk better than them because I have been learning from you for more than ten years."

Wen Leyu spoke clearly and said a lot of words in one breath, which made Teacher Ke and Wen Qingsheng very happy. Their daughter was becoming more and more lively.

very nice.

However, Wen Qingsheng still frowned and said, "Li Ye is right. If you become a fashion show performer, I will break your legs."

In 1981, the first fashion show in China was held in the Friendship Hall in Shanghai. There was an off-shoulder dress at the time, which caused great controversy. In the end, it was only after a temporary change that the model was willing to wear it on stage.

So it’s a joke to expect someone of Wen Qingsheng’s age to be open-minded enough to let his daughter walk on the catwalk.

However, Teacher Ke nodded with satisfaction and said, "Li Ye is right. You don't have to study anything deliberately. Just do it casually."

How can I not be satisfied?

Not only do they not think their own daughter is ugly, but they also praise our mother-in-law to the sky. Where can I find such a son-in-law?

"I think mom is pretty too. What Li Ye said is so right."

Wen Leyu agreed with a smile, but then rolled her eyes and said, "Mom, when we left, my brother was still there, fascinated by the show! He refused to leave even when we called him, and even said he had to go to school later."

“.”

"I'll break his legs if he comes back!"

"Yes, beat him up!"

(End of this chapter)