Main Text Volume Chapter 71 New Face Model Contest

Not to mention Cong Nianwei's joy, she pulled out the small hole with a small rake, and a clam came out.

Black clams, flying clams, Meretrix meretrix, face clams, and hairy clams, all went into Cong Nianwei's plastic bag. When she rubbed her sore waist and stood up from the sand, the sun had set and there was only a small gap in the sea level, and Qin Guan and the others had already started to close the stall.

Cong Nianwei's face was already flushed from the sun, and she bouncingly carried a small bag of freshly baked clams and ran in front of several people.

Li Jian sighed: "Cong Nianwei, what are you studying, you can support yourself by selling seafood."

Qin Guan cared about his girlfriend: "Your face is so red, don't get sunburned, apply some oil when you go back to wash your face, and make an ice compress."

Cong Nianwei nodded, and sat on the back of Qin Guan's small three-wheeler and was driven home.

Cong Nianwei divided the harvested seafood into two parts, and gave Qin Guan one part even with crabs and clams. He waved to his boyfriend and ran into the building happily.

You ask why there is no distinction between Zhou Jing and Li Jian? The two of them are not Cong Nianwei's boyfriend, who cares about them.

The two who left in resentment were given two crosses.

Both families ate fresh clam noodles and spicy fried crab that night.

The next day, Cong Nianwei didn't show up again, because Qin Guan had already guessed the result, and Cong Nianwei's skin was a little sunburned.

At that time in 1999, sun protection had not yet become popular, and Cong Nianwei had been exposed to the sun for an afternoon, and the protection of straw hats alone was not enough. (Friendly reminder, you must wear sunscreen when you go to the beach)

She stayed at home for a week without going out before her skin slowed down, which is not for the time being.

The end of July arrived, inspired by Cong Nianwei's rush to the sea, the three of them sold small fish baskets at their stalls, with a small wire rake as a gift, which was quite old-fashioned and sold well.

This brought a small profit for several people. At the end of the month, the net income per person had reached more than 3,000 yuan.

When Qin Guan leaves in the middle of next month, Zhou Jing and Li Jian's income will be even higher.

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The New Face Model Contest in August is the top event in the national selection of new models sponsored by the Chinese Artistic Photography Society, the Chinese Portrait Photography Society and the New Face Educational Media.

This event is aimed at those who have received training from professional modeling agencies (including students majoring in watchmaking in colleges and universities). It is a relatively professional newcomer competition in the industry.

If you want to give this event a level, its comprehensive evaluation in domestic events can reach B+.

Sister Xue attached great importance to this game. Just after August, she called Qin Guan every day, which disturbed him unbearably.

Because of sister Xue's more pitiful words on the phone, Qin Guan felt that he should go back to school in advance to prepare.

When he returned to the capital, he reported to Teacher Li and Sister Xue.

Sister Xue had to tell Qin Guan the basic rules of the competition first, so he couldn't let this kid enter the game with a black eye, right?

Sister Xue took a competition guide and introduced to Qin Guan: "This new face model competition is divided into four parts: local audition, local finals, national semi-finals, and national finals."

When Qin Guan heard about this event, it seemed that the time period would be very long, so he hesitated. Sister Xue saw what he was thinking, and took a picture of the information and said: "The local finals can be determined during the holidays. As for the semi-finals and the national finals are held in the capital.

"The arrangement of the competition system is not the whole process. If you show up again when there is a competition, you will not be able to delay the class"

"Furthermore, you want to participate in the national finals? Where did you get so much confidence! Anyway, let's talk about passing the local finals first!"

Sister Xue was so angry that her teeth were itching. Many newcomers in the industry were gearing up for this competition, but Qin Guan was the only one who didn't care too much!

Sister Xue opened the information and continued: "Registration age requirements: females under 22 years old, males under 24 years old; height: females above 170cm, males above 180cm;

2. Physical and mental health, well-proportioned figure, and good facial features;

3. Master basic runway performance skills and performance skills in front of the camera;”

"You absolutely meet these conditions. As for the registration materials, you just fill out this "Participation Application Form" and give me a copy of your ID card. As for your entry photos and background materials, I will prepare them for you." Bar."

Qin Guan nodded and got up to fill in the information. Sister Xue suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "Hey, Qin Guan, do you have any talents?"

Qin Guan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Which aspect?"

"Well, vocal music, dance, instrumental music, ... are all fine. Forget about it, it's not very important. I guess it will be used in the finals." Sister Xue shook her head hopelessly.

Qin Guan returned: "I have a bit of talent, does ballroom dancing count?"

Sister Xue was a little surprised when she heard this, and replied: "Okay, I will find a teacher to give you special training before the finals. You fill out the application first, and I will get you a photo."

After Qin Guan finished filling in the information, he fell into a hot special training.

In mid-August, the sun in the capital is poisonous, and today is the deadline for registration for the New Face Model Contest.

The little assistant of the Organizing Committee of the capital competition area is very busy.

After he filed all the profile photos of the registered models, he let out a long sigh.

Several assistants held a thick profile of the contestants and knocked on the door of the judge's office for the preliminary round.

In front of the small conference table inside, there were four judges from the preliminary competition. The assistants put the information of male and female models on the table separately, introduced a few words to the four judges, and then exited the door.

The four of them looked at the two stacks of materials on the table, one of them spoke first: "This is the preliminary round for the new faces. We were just called here for a cutscene. I think you should form a team of two. How about one group for male models and one group for female models?"

The youngest of the four, adjusted his glasses and echoed, "I have no objection, I will listen to Mr. He."

The other two nodded without objection. The four of them looked at the desktop again. Teacher He dragged the thickest of the two stacks of materials over, flipped through two pages, and chuckled: "Sure enough, it's a female model. Here's the statistics. The New Face Contest of the Capital Competition Preliminary registration: 286 profiles for female models and 82 profiles for male models.”

Mr. He pushed the model's information back to the table, then grabbed the male model's information, and said to everyone: "Everyone, don't blame me for relying on my old age. I am old and lack energy, so I will be the judge of the male model's preliminary competition. "

When the other three heard Mr. He's words, they cursed secretly in their hearts: "Old fox."

The judges of the preliminary competition are completely thankless jobs.