City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 853: The Results Are Quite Good

Chapter 853: Chapter 853: The Results Are Quite Good

Right now, Amy is the nominal leader of this team of female models, but in reality, the team doesn’t have a clear leader, and these models usually practice on their own.

When Ye Qiu came over, the female models, who were sweating profusely from their training, all stopped. Amy, in particular, hurried over to him.

"Mr. Ye, you’re here!"

Amy admired Ye Qiu’s talent and skills in fashion design deeply, as well as his extraordinary taste. The female models Ye Qiu had selected truly had exceptional personalities in every aspect.

"Just came to see how your training is going lately."

"Mr. Ye, we participated in Jinling’s autumn female model competition some time ago and won one first prize and two second prizes!"

Amy said.

In the past, they wouldn’t have believed it possible.

But some time ago, representing Xingyue Group at the autumn fashion competition, they swept awards: one first prize, two second prizes, and one team second prize.

Besides the prize money and individual accolades, Xingyue Group even rewarded them with bonus cash. Additionally, representatives from print advertising companies had reached out to them about ad shoots.

"Hmm, let me guess: among you, who won first prize, and who took second?"

Ye Qiu hadn’t actually heard about the models participating in a competition or winning awards. Shen Yueru hadn’t mentioned it earlier—perhaps she didn’t think it was necessary.

Still, these models were handpicked by Ye Qiu himself, practically built from the ground up under his guidance. So, of course, they were expected to deliver results.

The rest of the models looked at Ye Qiu expectantly, thinking there was no way he’d guess correctly.

But Amy had faith in Ye Qiu’s sharp intuition; she believed he could guess right away.

"The first prize must have been Amy. As for the second prizes, I’d say Liang Bingbing and Xiaomin!"

Out of these fourteen female models, apart from Amy, the other thirteen were newly recruited by Ye Qiu. How each one was as a model—he had a clear sense of it all.

To the other models’ astonishment, Ye Qiu guessed perfectly.

How was it possible?

They thought Ye Qiu was downright miraculous!

Could someone have informed him ahead of time?

"Mr. Ye, how did you guess so accurately?"

Amy asked.

"You can tell just by observing your fundamentals. Also, the expressions of joy on your faces are different. What others might not notice, I can see clearly."

Of course, if Ye Qiu could absorb the living consciousness of people as he occasionally absorbed the spirits of the deceased, he’d likely know everything these models were doing and thinking without question.

But for now, Ye Qiu could only occasionally absorb the consciousness of the dead.

Amy quickly brought over a chair for him to sit, while Liang Bingbing handed him a chilled drink, and Xiaomin prepared to massage Ye Qiu’s shoulders.

The models seemed to revere Ye Qiu as if he were a master, giving him an almost king-like treatment.

"Mr. Ye, would you like some coffee?"

Another model, Zhou Meng Tiantian, asked with a sweet smile.

On the surface, these girls appeared simple and naive, but in reality, they were constantly competing with one another behind the scenes. For instance, they had all represented Xingyue Group at the autumn lingerie model competition recently. But Amy secured the first prize, while Liang Bingbing and Xiaomin each won a second prize individually. As for the team category, they earned a second prize collectively.

Still, how could a team award compare to the prestige of an individual honor, which represented Xingyue Group as a whole?

So, when they saw Ye Qiu arriving, they immediately tried their best to curry favor with him.

"I’ll have tea instead."

Ye Qiu replied calmly.

Another model, Chen Xin, started massaging Ye Qiu’s back while he said nothing.

When Zhou Meng hurriedly brought over a cup of tea, Ye Qiu remarked, "You all just need to focus on training hard. Don’t occupy yourself with finding shortcuts to win awards. Only by persevering on this path will you go further, and perhaps one day make it to the international stage!"

Many domestic female models have altered their appearances completely, from head to toe, through plastic surgery. Their transformations are so drastic that even their parents don’t recognize them, leading to a growing trend of homogenization. At first, such looks might win favor with the judges, but over time, the novelty fades, and the judges grow weary.

Additionally, some models take shortcuts by compromising their integrity with some shady deals under the table, thinking it will boost their fame.

While this works for a few, ultimately, it’s still strength and skill that determine success.

Hearing Ye Qiu’s words, the models around him felt visibly awkward but continued massaging his shoulders.

"Mr. Ye, could you spare some time to personally teach me?"

Another model, Li Juan, asked cautiously.

"I don’t have time."

Ye Qiu had no interest in taking time out to personally train the models.

Li Juan looked visibly disappointed.

Of course, if Ye Qiu were to individually train any one of the models, it would undoubtedly cause a stir among the rest, as they were all brought in by him.

"Focus on sharpening your fundamentals first. As for any other questions, you can consult me later."

Ye Qiu replied coldly.

After about half an hour, Ye Qiu had already grasped the situation with the models.

Just before leaving, Amy suddenly spoke up: "Mr. Ye, next month me, Liang Bingbing, and Xiaomin are heading to East Sea to compete in the finals of the autumn lingerie model competition. Could you accompany us?"

Amy felt that, in addition to Ye Qiu’s exceptional talent and skills in fashion design, he was adept in many other areas as well. During the Jinling autumn fashion competition, the three women succeeded largely thanks to following Ye Qiu’s advice, emerging victorious among so many models.

But heading to East Sea for the finals meant facing even more formidable competitors and greater pressure. Amy believed that, if Ye Qiu accompanied them, they might even secure top placements.

"Next month? I’ll probably be tied up in France."

Hearing Ye Qiu’s response, Amy and Bingbing both looked disappointed.

Still, having already made a mark at the Jinling competition, the three women were content. If they could achieve a decent placement in the finals, they’d be overjoyed.

Seeing their expressions, Ye Qiu could only say, "Let’s see what happens then."

Ye Qiu had his own matters to handle in France and wasn’t sure when he’d be able to return, so he couldn’t make any definite promises.

"Keep practicing—don’t slack off. I’ll be heading out."

Ye Qiu took a sip of tea and left, escorted by the models. They only reluctantly returned to their training after seeing him take the elevator upstairs.

Taking the elevator to the executive office, Ye Qiu knocked on the door. Secretary Liu opened it, letting him in, where Shen Yueru greeted him.

"I thought those models weren’t going to let you leave and come up here."

"That almost happened—they just earned good results representing the company and wanted me to stay and train them. But I hardly have the time for that."

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