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Section 17 Model Selection (3)

"High your chest! Lift your head, don't have any expression on your face, don't turn your eyes around." Ai Fei's shout echoed in the huge space, with a buzzing echo.

On a straight line drawn temporarily, the five girls walked back and forth according to his request. On a high chair next to them, Ai Fei sat on it, staring at their every move from a high place. Whenever he saw someone's movements were irregular, he would correct it immediately.

The winter in New York is quite cold. In this warehouse of an abandoned factory in the upper city, the conditions without heating make people want to shrink into a ball. Now, it is really difficult for these girls to make various moves under his command.

Ai Fei did not have any sympathy and jumped off the chair with a support: "The others will take a 5-minute break, Willie, please stay."

Willie is one of five girls, with some red skin, broad forehead, rosy lips, and seemed to have some Indian blood. Hearing this, he looked at the only man on the scene anxiously: "Mr. Ike..."

Ai Fei stood behind her and helped her. Her hips: "Let's go once, I'll take you with you... Very good. The swing of your legs should be larger, and you have to cross the midline. Not only the left leg, but also the right leg. Very good... Walk over by yourself."

That being said, he still followed the girl's footsteps to the end of the midline: "It's great, practice for a while. When they come back, you will rest."

Emma and the other girls came back. Looking at the girls' faces that were red from a distance, and even snot appeared under their noses. Ai Fei felt soft: It would be hard to train in such a weather on such occasions! But there is no way. It is getting closer and closer to Valentine's Day. If you don't hurry up, it will be too late.

Fortunately, the girls don’t have much complaints about the cold weather. For them, the yelling that pops up from time to time in the Japanese people named Aike is the main ingredient of suffering! But what can I do? If you sign a contract with the other party, you have to persist!

Ai Fei estimated that it had been three hours. Today's work is here. He clapped his hands and said, "It's great, let's go here."

"Ah!" The girls immediately relaxed: finally the day's work was over.

"Hey, don't sit on the ground, you will get sick! The cost of treating the disease is not included in the contract! So, be careful yourself."

The girls struggled to support their bodies, and each picked up the coats that were placed aside and put them on: "Mr. Ike..."

"Hmm? What?"

"Did you ever say that after this press conference, each of us can get two favorite clothes?"

"Yes, I once said, why, is there any problem?"

"No, no, I just want to confirm it." The girl Penny, who has a leader temperament, said: "We just don't understand why you made such a request for the performances at this press conference?"

"Uh?" Ai Fei was stunned for a moment, and realized that the other party asked about underwear: "Actually, this is the case, Miss Chelsea, I studied human body painting for a long time back then. I always thought that the human body, especially the woman's body, is the most beautiful shape in the world. I don't need to explain this in detail. Your country has cultural treasures from all over the world, and there are also many paintings and sculptures of female body. People noticed this several centuries ago. There is no reason why people now forget it, right? Unless they deliberately do not mention it."

"... And what I have to do is to use the clothes I designed to perfectly show the appreciation and praise of the female body! As for asking you and several other ladies to drag your underwear away, it is also for this purpose. Of course, the consequences of doing so will definitely be scolded by some people, but I will not pay attention to such a voice. The almost return to nature of the way I advocate will definitely be approved by more and more people."

Seeing that he was not as serious as he was in formal training in his spare time, the girls seemed to relax a little. A man named Demi actually took out a cigarette from his bag, took out a cigarette and lit it and started smoking: "So, Mr. Ike, why do you want... to come to the United States? Can't you realize your ideal in Japan?"

This topic immediately attracted the attention of girls: for them, Japan is a very mysterious country, and the Pearl Harbor incident is too far away from their lives, so they have no interest in caring about it. However, every tree, every person and every thing is very novel, and there are many questions. Does Japanese girls have the same lifestyle as them? Are Japanese people as serious and responsible as Americans when they work? Do they ask questions such as Mr. Ike's family? Do they have a wife? Do they have lovers?

Ai Fei sweated! He looked at the group of girls who said they were innocent and were worldly and worldly, and finally raised their hands to surrender: "Girls, I know you are very curious about me and the land where I grew up, but in such a cold occasion, do you think it is a good place to have such a conversation?"

“…………”

Looking at their different colors of eyes, Ai Fei felt soft: "Okay, I'll invite everyone to drink today."

"Ula!"

The Mercedes-Benz parking outside the warehouse made the girls cheer again! In such an era, being able to ride such a car is simply a cost that many people can brag about. Fortunately, Ai Fei did not tell them who the original owner of the car was, otherwise, they would be afraid that they would ask endlessly.

The interior space of the car was quite large enough that all five girls were installed in it. Ai Fei drove the car along the downtown highway. With the cheerful singing of the girls, the car stopped at the restaurant on Lessing Street - good luck, he did not meet the annoying American police.

A girl was joking and making a fuss in the restaurant, which scared Andy. When she saw Ai Fei following him, the black guy's eyes widened: "Mr. Ike..."

Ai Fei smiled funnyly: "Believe me, Andy, I have a lot of things to do! Oh, give each of the angels a glass of wine. You can ask yourself what they want. I'll go to the bathroom first."

After coming out of the bathroom, the five girls actually smoked a cigarette in their hands. The seats were filled with a strong smell of smoke. Ai Fei was so angry! I don’t know if tobacco is not good for people? When did I have to suck so many second-hand cigarettes? He was unhappy and found a seat at the bar and sat down, looking at them from a distance.

The girls seemed to have forgotten his existence, smoking and chatting on their own. It took a while before Emma got up and said: "Where is Mr. Ike? Ah...what are you doing there?"

"Just for my health." Ai Fei curled his lips coldly: "Too much smoke can make people short of their lives."

"Puff!" The girl who called Demi squirted a puff of cigarette: "This is one of the greatest contributions of the Indians to civilized society. Oh, Willie, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean it."

"No. I agree with you." Willie, who has Indian ancestry, is also a smoker: "My grandfather smoked all his life, and he lived to be 89 years old. In the end, he died in a car accident. By the way, poor old guy."

"Hehe!" The girls laughed again.

Ai Fei was amused and crying. He knew very well the harm of tobacco to people, but even if he said it in such an era, no one would believe it. Instead, he would be laughed at. He would rather choose to shut up.

Most of the girls asked for cocktails, and each of them smoked a few more cigarettes, which was considered to be full of smoking. Seeing that the smoke had almost dissipated, Ai Fei walked over and said, "What do you want to eat?"

“…………”

As night fell, there were more and more customers in the restaurant. Every new customer was stunned for a moment without exception, and his eyes were full of inquiries: Isn’t this Japanese boy really finding an American girlfriend? He is still... 5? Hell! All the good cabbages are robbed!

Ai Fei turned his back to the door, and the expressions of the drinkers were invisible. He was happily telling the girls about the topic they were interested in. Regarding Japan: "... The so-called Kobe beef is the most delicious beef in the world. It may be hard for you to imagine that during the feeding process, there will be a dedicated person responsible for feeding and massage of the cows every day. It is said that doing so can make the cow's muscles smoother and tender. You have to put music for the cows... Really, I was not kidding, I really wanted to put music for the cows. People can get spiritual relief through music, and the same is true for cows. In the end, they have to number each cow for inquiries when they leave the factory in the future."

Facing the eyes of several girls who were surprised and a little disbelief, he smiled softly: "If you have a chance, if you have a chance, if you can go to Japan, I will do it. Please try it... Ah, Mr. Dick, good evening.:"

The one who came over was Mr. Dick, who was very joking. This guy was familiar with him and didn't need to invite him. He found a seat next to him: "The last time I met Mr. Ike here, I thought you were joking when I heard what you said. Now it seems... where did you find such a girl?"

"A earliest vending machine)" Ai Fei smiled: "As long as you throw a 25-cent coin, they will jump into your hands."
Chapter completed!
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