While Qianxun worked on improving her popularity among Italian viewers, the other models were out shopping.
Rome’s markets brimmed with small goods and clothing at very affordable prices. For models, US$ 100 wasn’t a significant amount, but it was enough to have a decent shopping spree here.
For some models accustomed to a luxurious life, however, US$ 100 was hardly sufficient.
Consequently, many models had no choice but to sift through stores for clothes within their price range.
After spending the entire morning touring the Temple of All Gods, Qianxun, with time to spare, enjoyed a tasty meal nearby before hopping on a bus to the Ancient Roman Colosseum.
Once there, Qianxun bought a ticket and started watching the show.
The audience, noticing a cameraman following her, cast curious glances her way. Before long, someone exclaimed, "I remember you! Aren’t you that mysterious Asian model? Called Su, if I recall?"
Surprised, Qianxun looked at the speaker, "You know me?"
"Yeah! Your waist dip is so sexy! Can I take a photo with you?" asked the person.
Qianxun smiled faintly, "Of course, you can."
After the photo was taken in the space by the seats, she continued watching the performance.
By the end of the day, some models had chosen their desired outfits, ready for a street photoshoot the next day.
Others had bought many clothes but, having gone over budget, could only use them as private wear.
Only Qianxun, instead of shopping for clothes, spent the whole day exploring.
When she returned, the models in her group looked at her disapprovingly, "Not a single person wanted to shop with this Asian pig, and yet she shamelessly continues filming the show!"
"How can she hog a cameraman all to herself?"
Hearing these snide remarks, Qianxun calmly glanced at them and then gracefully sat down to have dinner.
Arguing with idiots on the show was a colossal waste of time for her. The best way to shut them up was to stay in the game and crush them!
After dinner, Qianxun took a walk outside and then went to the gym to run on the treadmill.
But as she began running, Carlos approached with his back to the camera, his eyes now flickering with a strange red glow.
"Su! Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" Carlos inquired. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel(ꜰ)ire.net
As she jogged evenly, Qianxun turned her head and replied coolly, "I’m thinking of visiting the museum."
"Aren’t you going to pick out clothes?" While there were many choices for US$ 100 clothing, meeting Brute’s standards wasn’t simple.
Seeing a flash of red in his eyes, Qianxun quickly responded, "That’s not urgent. After all, a person with a good figure and high facial value can look fashionable even in a sack, right?"
The audience in front of the screen burst into laughter upon hearing her words.
"She makes a solid point! That’s the advantage of being a model!"
"My goddess is really calm under pressure!"
Carlos’s mouth twitched at her response, but what puzzled him was that he had attempted a hypnotic suggestion on Qianxun just now, yet she seemed to be unaffected.