With The Backing Of A Powerful Figure: He's Gone Wild In The Modeling World - Chapter 12

The bus transported the fourteen contestants to a professional show venue. This time, naturally, there was no audience.

A tall woman in a tight-fitting short skirt was waiting by the runway. Her name was Ivy, a highly sought after model in the current fashion world. Known for her unique walk, she had modeled for numerous famous Chinese luxury brands and was ranked among the top 100 female models globally last year.

Wei Ming was absent this time.

The contestants erupted into cheers upon seeing Ivy. They had not expected to meet such a prominent star from the modeling world on this program.

“Hello, contestants,” Ivy greeted them with a sweet voice. “Today, I am here to teach you about the runway.”

“You must understand that the runway walk is the most crucial aspect of a model’s professional career. Your walk and stage presence determine whether you get booked for a show and whether you can adapt your aura to fit different garments as required by the employer.”

“First, I would like each contestant to take a turn walking the runway. I will provide individual suggestions based on your characteristics. Finally, there are fourteen racks backstage, each holding three outfits of different styles. You will appear one by one to showcase these three looks. The winner will receive all three outfits from the brands. Please note that the three sponsoring brands are all light luxury lines under the MA Group. They are quite valuable!”

As soon as Ivy finished, the models cheered again. As part of the most famous fashion conglomerate in the world, any brand under the MA Group held an undeniable allure. Their high price tags usually made them unattainable for most people, but winning this challenge meant taking home three light luxury outfits. The flame of determination ignited in everyone’s eyes.

Ivy proved to be an excellent teacher. She had her own philosophy regarding runway walking and provided detailed critiques for both male and female models. She was not harsh. Instead, she frequently praised the contestants, causing many to overflow with confidence.

Cao Yan was particularly boastful. Because Ivy had emphasized his physique, he loudly announced backstage while changing that Ivy must be interested in him.

With the coaching finished, the formal challenge began immediately.

The order of appearance was set. Each contestant had to showcase three different outfits, meaning they had to embody three distinct auras within a single show. The difficulty lay in the interpretation of three completely inconsistent styles.

Everyone changed into their first outfit. The music started, and the runway show officially began. Several cameras around the stage rotated 360 degrees to capture the models’ movements from every angle.

The fashion world’s requirements for female models are often higher. They were expected to walk with power and grace in stilettos over ten centimeters high.

Zhan Zhiqing’s first outfit was ethereal. It was a long robe styled like a shirt, featuring white silk satin on the collar and cuffs. Aside from that, the entire robe was made of transparent white lace, paired with long white trousers.

For his hairstyle, Zhan Zhiqing found a white ribbon and tied his hair into a low ponytail at the nape of his neck.

The moment he appeared, the photographers pivoted their cameras to the front to capture a complete record of his walk. Zhan Zhiqing was a vision of only three colors: dazzling white, intense black, and the red of his lips.

The clothes were light and flowing, and his walk was casual and free. The tied back hair added an aristocratic air. As he stepped in black leather shoes, his melancholic gaze and the laziness in his posture were mesmerizing. The lace robe subtly revealed the muscles of his chest and abdomen, which were also a milky white, making him look like a melancholic young noble from an 18th century castle.

His rhythmic pace and unique presence even left Ivy in awe.

Zhan Zhiqing returned backstage to quickly change into his second outfit. Unlike the sacredness of the first look, the second was pure seductive charm.

It consisted of black trousers and a cropped suit jacket with no undershirt. The jacket ended just above the elbows, featured a wide open collar without buttons, and had broadened shoulders. The trousers sat low on his hips, highlighting his distinct iliac furrows.

Zhan Zhiqing’s broad shoulders, thin waist, and long legs were accentuated by this look. He chose a silver necklace and traded the white ribbon for a silver metal claw clip to pull his hair back.

This time, the look was cold and alluring. Maintaining an expressionless face, he slightly altered his stride. A faint, knowing half smile played on his lips, and a few stray strands of hair fell over his face while enhancing his charm. He looked like a vampire tempting travelers in the dark. Every movement held a strange brilliance. The light hitting his exposed abs created a stark contrast between light and shadow against the black fabric.

For the third outfit, the style shifted again. It was a structured suit adorned with small silver metal tubes sewn into patterns, giving the garment a stiff and technological feel as if it were from a sci-fi future.

This look required a clean hairstyle. Zhan Zhiqing slicked his hair back with gel and painstakingly attached thin silver metallic threads to the strands to match the suit. The wet look hair, combined with the silver lines, made him look like a cold and expressionless android.

His stride changed once more, becoming firm and heavy. He stared straight ahead with a solemn expression. The black suit became armor on him, and his tall and straight stature brought the battle dress to life.

The show was short, and the changing times were even shorter. Busy with styling himself and moving between the runway and the dressing room, Zhan Zhiqing barely had time to notice the other models. It was only when the show ended that he truly breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt a sense of surrealism. A week ago, he was living in seclusion in a small foreign village. A week later, he was modeling for light luxury brands in a global fashion capital.

Everyone was called back to the runway to wait for Ivy’s scores. To ensure fairness, all outfits belonged to the same season from the three brands.

Ivy’s expression was grave, making the already tense atmosphere feel even colder. The challenge scores would largely determine who could continue their journey in the program.