Chapter 621: Chapter 621: My Constitution Is Cold, So My Hands Are a Bit Chilly
Soon after, Qianxun grabbed her phone and headed for the elevator.
The observation deck was located on the hotel’s top floor; from there, one could see the blue sky, vast ocean, coconut trees, and white sand all within view.
As soon as Qianxun stepped out of the elevator, she saw Brute and an exceptionally handsome blonde-haired, blue-eyed young man walking towards her.
Seeing Qianxun, Brute enthusiastically stepped forward to give her a hug and then said with immense surprise, "My goodness, Su, have you grown taller again? That’s fantastic!"
Hearing this, Qianxun smiled and said, "Mr. Brute really has sharp eyes, I’ve grown another three centimeters, now standing at 175cm."
Upon hearing this, Brute replied with a smiling face, "That’s really great!"
Although Qianxun’s body proportions had been very perfect before, she was still a bit short compared to European and American models. Fortunately, she was only 16 years old and still had a chance to grow, so he wasn’t worried that her height would stop at 172cm.
He hadn’t expected that in just a few short months, she would suddenly shoot up by 3cm.
In this way, her height wouldn’t be a disadvantage in front of European and American models anymore.
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And then, Brute introduced the young man beside him to Qianxun, "Oh right, let me introduce you—this is Earl Carlos. He’ll also be participating in the recording of ’I’m a Supermodel,’ though his identity is kept confidential from the public."
Upon hearing this, Qianxun nodded, "I understand, it’s very nice to meet you, Earl Carlos!"
At that moment, Carlos’s ice-blue eyes slightly stirred, like two clean, pure blue glass beads—beautiful yet devoid of any discernible emotion.
"Hello, Su, I’m also very pleased to meet you!" With that, he took off his gloves, took Qianxun’s hand, and performed an elegant, gentlemanly hand-kiss gesture.
However, Qianxun, when his hand touched her palm, sharply noticed that Carlos’s fingers were abnormally cold.
For a moment, Qianxun slightly squinted her eyes and then asked with some concern, "Earl Carlos, are you feeling a bit cold? Your hand is very chilly."
Hearing this, Carlos put his gloves back on and smiled at Qianxun, "Yes, my body tends to be cold, so my hands are a bit cool. I’m sorry if I chilled you, but the climate here is very nice, I feel quite warm and really like it here."
"That’s good," Qianxun nodded.
But internally she couldn’t help thinking: This Carlos feels just like Ellivis whom I met last time at the Oucheng Casino—maybe he’s a vampire?
Considering this possibility, Qianxun grew more cautious, yet her expression remained unchanged as she said to Brute, "Mr. Brute, let’s go outside and chat!"
"Sure, let’s go!"
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Once they reached the observation area, they sat down under a sun umbrella, the warm sea breeze arriving late, making it especially comfortable.
After sitting down, Brute turned to Qianxun and asked, "Su, did you watch last month’s final of ’I’m a Supermodel’?"
Hearing this, Qianxun nodded, "Of course, it was a spectacular contest."
Brute laughed heartily and then looked at Qianxun, "Such contests are indeed spectacular, but still not thrilling enough! Su, I really like you and think highly of you, which is why I wanted to meet you beforehand to tell you that the new season of ’I’m a Supermodel’ will adopt a new competition format!"
"Oh? I’m eager to hear more!" Qianxun smiled.
"This time, we won’t just record the program and edit it for later broadcast; instead, it will be a global live-streamed competition!"