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Chapter 488

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"What?" "Why?" Sister Xue asked in a controlled voice.

"To Americans, Asians must have yellow skin, thin eyes, high cheekbones, and a flat nose. That's the standard for a beautiful woman."

"The modeling industry has seen too many beautiful women. What they want is a top-notch and noble personality. This Lv Yan is simply the standard template for some designers and brands."

"Her career in America will be even smoother than Du Juan's. Trust me, Sister Xue. Take her to a stylist later. After the training, bring her to IMG. I'm sure you'll be surprised. "

Xue Wanyi raised her eyebrows. Qu's words made her make up her mind. "Take her. I think she's good."

Lv Yan would never know that the most important opportunity in her life had been decided by a few whispers from these people.

Du Juan, who was behind them, seemed to have sensed something. She glanced at the ugly girl in the last row with a complicated feeling in her heart.

The three Chinese models set their goals for the next day. The music started, and the final show began with a bang.

The eliminated girls all put on the most advanced clothing designs and walked onto the final stage. The Chinese models all opened their mouths in surprise.

"The first and third girls didn't walk properly on the stage …"

"Yes, they did! They didn't even walk in the right rhythm, yet they were so proud of themselves. If it were Professor Li, she would have slapped them. "

"Ha ha! That's funny! Look at her! She's posing proudly with the audience. She didn't even get the basic postures right."

As trainers, J and Qin Guan reacted differently to the comments of the Chinese girls.

Surrounded by the chattering Chinese of the little girls, J grinned happily. Sometimes, it was important to master another language.

Qin Guan covered his face helplessly. The short training was not good for the half-baked models.

The girls on the stage could only be regarded as commercial models. None of them were qualified to participate in the show of top brands. That was a problem worth paying attention to.

However, the TV station did not care about these details. They only wanted the program to be good. As for whether these girls could grasp their own advantages after experiencing the reality show, it would depend on whether they were smart or not.

Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia When Shanna and Yazhi came out from the backstage, the girls, who had been talking about them, smiled tacitly.

The camera turned to the tall Asian girls. They were watching the performance of the so-called top two models with a contemptuous smile that only Chinese people could understand.

Under Benares's guidance, these girls were indeed beautiful on the surface, but in front of the camera, it was as if they had been reborn.

To make the program more interesting, J and Chuck asked Qin Guan what he thought of them. They kept talking about their advantages, as if they had entered the fashion circle with the help of the program.

Every girl had a dream of becoming famous, and this reality show revealed a message through the camera to the audience on the other side of the camera. Come and participate, you can also become a phoenix from a sparrow.

Every party had to come to an end. Qin Guan and the crew left, so did the Chinese girls.

After returning to her apartment, Lv Yan got the chance she had been dreaming of. The next day, the Batiste brothers followed the crew to the airport with two Argentinian girls who looked basically the same.

Buenos Aires had become the largest mixed-race city in Argentina after the Spaniards had retreated from Argentina.

In the world, if Argentina was mentioned, everyone would only have one impression, and that was football.

As for Argentina's capital, Buenos Aires, it was an ordinary city. It couldn't even be said to have any special characteristics.

Of course, if you were a football fan, it would be worth a visit.

When he got off the plane, he realized that the people there didn't speak English. Spanish, the official language of Argentina, was the most common language there.

Perhaps it was due to their hatred of the United States, but Argentina was the only country that did not use US dollars. The common currency here was pesos. If you were a tourist, you were allowed to exchange US dollars at their bank.

According to the horrifying exchange rate they offered, one peso was worth more than one yuan.

Qin Guan got on the bus with the young directors and headed for the city.

He had a strong premonition that the shooting of "Lost Embrace" would be a tough job.

They passed by the vermilion presidential palace in the Plaza de Mayo, through the busiest commercial streets of Buenos Aires, and after passing the most chaotic and trendy buildings, they turned into the old, densely packed districts.

The copper domes of the European-style buildings here had turned green due to oxidation. The crowded and dirty streets here had lost their order. Graffiti patterns could be seen everywhere, and the sewage sewers seemed to be the theme here.

Perhaps this was the true charm of Buenos Aires. Its scenery was not in Plaza de Mayo, not in Laboca, not in Santelmo, not in Palermo, but in the small streets and street corners that you had to pass by every day.

The stiff Spanish accent and the scene of the new immigrants of different skin colors working hard for a new day made people feel wonderful and grateful.

As a result, the crew, who seemed to be surrounded by literature, sighed with emotion in the messy street. They started to sing praises with the meticulousness of the director.

Of course, the city would be more beautiful if they ignored the gray rats that ran out of the corridors of the small hotels at night.

The rising sun in the morning brought with it the messy toothpaste foam of the alley and the sweet smell of corn pancakes. These old neighbors who had lived in this most ordinary street for many years saw such a western scene.

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