190: Chapter 190 A Feast for the Eyes

After the preliminary preparation work was finished, the Models had all completed their personal information forms. Each one stood there clutching an application form, either trembling with nervousness, eagerly anticipating, or messaging friends to express how tense they were.

"The interviews are starting. Contestants, please enter your assigned interview rooms according to the drawing order."

At the command, four people walked out of the group and headed straight into their corresponding interview rooms.

Chen Hao was in the Basic Information room. Seated at the table were three people: Chen Hao in the middle, Zhuang Hua on his left, and Qian Zhaodi on his right. Two other employees stood solemnly beside them.

"Hello, Judges."

As soon as the contestant entered, she clearly showed her nervousness. Zhuang Hua extended a hand, and the contestant immediately handed over her information sheet. Zhuang Hua showed it to Chen Hao; the contents written on it included age, weight, height, education level, and work experience.

Qian Zhaodi crossed her arms, hooked her leg over the other, and said impatiently,

"Aren't you going to take your clothes off? Are you waiting for us to help you?"

The Model finally reacted and immediately took off her T-shirt, revealing the bra underneath. That wasn't all; she unclasped the hooks behind her back, and the bra fell to the floor as well.

Chen Hao was stunned. He truly hadn't expected that the interview would require taking off clothes.

He looked again: the female Model was completely bare on top, and only her underwear remained on the bottom. She then spread her arms, stared straight ahead, and stood perfectly still.

The two female employees immediately stepped forward and began measuring her bust, waist, hips, wingspan, and leg-to-body ratio with a ruler.

As each measurement was announced, Zhuang Hua recorded it faithfully, until the leg-to-body ratio was revealed.

"Equal length. Average rating!"

Qian Zhaodi immediately followed up.

"Can you wear extreme high heels?"

The Model quickly replied,

"Yes!"

Zhuang Hua finished recording and pushed the information sheet toward Chen Hao.

"Give her a score."

Chen Hao finally withdrew his gaze. Although Golden Eyes could penetrate clothing, he had never before viewed someone so openly.

"I don't understand how to score.", Qian Zhaodi whispered in response.

"On a scale of 1 to 100, score her figure. You name a number, I name a number, and we take the average of our two scores."

"Oh, I get it."

Chen Hao observed the female Model again. She immediately held her head high, chest out, and did not look sideways.

According to Chen Hao's preference, he liked women with slim waists and long legs. This woman's upper body to leg length ratio was just even; her legs didn't look particularly long, which significantly detracted from the visual appeal.

Her bust was slightly smaller than a C cup, her waist was decent, and she had an ab line, which could add some points. The thickness ratio of her thighs and calves was also just right. If you didn't consider her face, just scoring her figure alone...

"Seventy points."

Qian Zhaodi looked at Chen Hao seriously.

"Professional! I also give her figure a score of 70. Our aesthetics are quite similar."

"Don't flatter me."

Qian Zhaodi wrote 70 points in the score column for physical information on her resume and handed the application form back.

"Go line up in the next room. Next one."

After putting her clothes back on and leaving, the next person to enter was Qi Qi, whom Chen Hao was quite familiar with.

"Hello to all the judges, hello Young Master Chen."

She handed over her resume confidently and stated her information without any nervousness.

"My name is Qi Qi. I'm from Longjiang. My height is 170, and my education level is kindergarten teacher..."

"No need to say more; it's all written on the resume. Hurry up and take off your clothes."

Zhuang Hua interrupted her self-introduction first. Qi Qi was not discouraged and immediately took off her T-shirt, unclasped her bra, and removed her hot pants.

"Her proportions are excellent!"

Qian Zhaodi was highly interested and actually walked around Qi Qi several times.

Qi Qi openly spread her arms, allowing the two female employees to measure her body.

Chen Hao knew Qi Qi had a good figure. A car Model arranged in the top luxury car area at a car show couldn't possibly have a poor figure.

Opportunities to admire someone so openly were rare.

Her overall appearance was very aesthetically pleasing: where there should be curves, there were curves; where there should be slenderness, there was slenderness. Her delicate collarbones, in particular, looked like they could hold several coins without them falling.

Her bust was full.

Her waist was slim, and due to frequent exercise, she also had an ab line.

Most importantly, her legs were 7 centimeters longer than her torso—this was a natural advantage, perfectly suited for a career as a Model.

Qian Zhaodi leaned in and whispered,

"I like you. With your conditions, you have no problem ranking in the top three. You have the potential to become a Supermodel."

Qi Qi blushed slightly and whispered,

"Thank you for the compliment, Teacher Ma Ni."

Qian Zhaodi walked back to her seat, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at Chen Hao with a half-smile.

"The measurements are done. Time to score. How many points does Young Master Chen give her?"

Chen Hao blurted out,

"100 points."

Qian Zhaodi smiled knowingly.

"I'll give her 96 points. Taking the average, your final score is 98."

Qi Qi immediately bowed in thanks.

"Thank you, Young Master Chen, thank you, Design Teacher."

After Qi Qi put her clothes on and left, Qian Zhaodi asked with a smile,

"Was your judgment influenced by what I said?"

Chen Hao countered,

"I don't quite understand your standard for a perfect score."

Qian Zhaodi crossed her arms again and said,

"If her legs were 11 centimeters longer than her torso, I would give her a perfect score."

Chen Hao was slightly surprised.

"Legs 11 centimeters longer than the torso? Are there women with that kind of leg-to-body ratio?"

"Of course, there are. For example, your girlfriend, Zhang Menglu."

"I understand!"

Next was the third Model, and it was the same routine as before, as expected.

However, after seeing the previous one, seeing this 'coarse grain' made Chen Hao a little unaccustomed.

"65 points. Next."

The fourth received 80 points, the fifth 71 points; they lined up one by one to be inspected.

After seeing too many, Chen Hao felt a bit fatigued. He tilted his head back to put in eye drops, which drew another round of teasing from Qian Zhaodi.

"What's wrong with you? I let you watch for free, and you got tired?"

"It's a bit overwhelming. I'm going out for a stroll."

Chen Hao stood up to leave and brushed past the sixth Model.

She was a good friend of Qi Qi's, and they shared a dormitory. Her name was Ding Jia. Seeing Young Master Chen walk out of the room, she looked slightly disappointed, but she first proceeded with the body measurements.

Chen Hao walked to the third room and stood by the window looking inside. The Model was walking the catwalk, the instructor setting the rhythm and following along. Two other employees were recording scores.

The second room was the makeup area. In reality, the Models didn't need to apply their own makeup; they only needed to test their skin for allergic reactions. The scoring criteria involved checking for freckles on the face and judging the area and extent of blemishes to assign a corresponding score.

The first room was a temporary photo studio. The photographer was taking pictures of the Model. Three, two, one—change pose. They struck set poses to see if the Model could keep up with the rhythm. The score was also based on the final visual effect of the photos.

This industry was something Chen Hao was encountering for the first time. He had to admit, if he hadn't left it to the professionals, he might not have managed it so professionally himself.

Just as Chen Hao was sighing with emotion, someone called out to him.

"Young Master Chen!"

He turned around and saw Qi Qi running out from the waiting area. She handed Chen Hao a bottle of water.