"Is this a big star? His face is like a flattened, how can he become a star?" Zhou Yueyun saw Li Yan at a glance and couldn't believe her eyes. If such an ugly girl was in the village, no one would come to ask for a marriage proposal.

Her eyes narrowed into slits, her face was densely packed with freckles, and her face was wide and narrow at the top. She always felt that the proportion was not right and her mouth was very big. Zhou Yueyun touched her face, and she could say confidently that she was better than this big star now.

Hearing the metaphor of Zhou Yueyun's image, Ye Qingqing laughed. When Li Yan first debuted, she did suffer a lot of criticism. Many people even asked her to get out of the fashion circle, thinking that she, an ugly woman, was not qualified to go to the catwalk.

But Li Yan silently endured humiliation and worked alone. Of course, she was able to become an international supermodel. Of course, she was not only timid in her ugly appearance, but also became more and more beautiful as she looked. It was entirely due to the aura she trained after tomorrow. This was not something she could practice overnight. Only she knew how much sweat Li Yan had put in.

Lin Baiwei glanced at her and said dissatisfied: "Actually, I think she is very beautiful and has a very charming look. I didn't know how to describe it before. The words Qingqing said just now are quite suitable for her. The model's face says 'I'm the most beautiful in the world', and she is very confident."

She had known Li Yan before, because young girls in the company liked to study fashion, and there were many fashion magazines in the office. She would also read it when she was fine, but other celebrities did not leave much impression on her, but Li Yan only impressed her, which was this unique "ugly".

"Yes, she perfectly interprets my mother's most beautiful self-confidence, because she thinks she is the most beautiful, so she can succeed. Look at her other hard photos, every piece of clothing looks so beautiful when worn on her. This is the aura that ordinary people don't have."

Ye Qingqing took out the hard photos of Li Yan and put on various poses, including quiet, playful, lively, unrestrained, charming... and they can be interpreted perfectly. This is a qualified supermodel.

Zhou Yueyun looked over one by one and said strangely: "It's true. It's really ugly at first sight. Now it looks very beautiful, but this girl has a really good figure. Look, her waist is not as thick as my wrist!"

"That's also something that people have trained. Every day, they eat boiled vegetables without oil or salt. They can't put any seasonings on them. They also have to undergo high-intensity exercise. Can you bear it?" Ye Qingqing retorted.

Zhou Yueyun shook her head vigorously, "I can't bear it, I'd better be fat, I'm going to die."

No wonder those celebrities are as thin as dry firewood. They can’t even earn so much money, so why bother?

"You still have to lose weight. Of course, you don't have to be as perfect as a model. If you lose 20 or 30 pounds, you can wear beautiful clothes." Ye Qingqing joked.

"It will definitely lose weight. If I lose weight and put on beautiful makeup, my country will definitely not recognize me, haha." Zhou Yueyun was looking forward to her losing weight. She was not greedy, just as she could lose thirty pounds.

She is now 150 kilograms, 165 kilograms tall, and she loses to 120 kilograms. She is content with a little fatter than when she was a girl.

"As long as you listen to me, it's possible to have forty kilograms. OK, take a shower and go to bed, I'm so sleepy."
Chapter completed!