Soon their car stopped in front of a small studio.

Zou Yue got down immediately and followed after his manager and his makeup artist. All along the way he felt many eyes on him, which freaked him out. After the apocalypse he started hating human contact very much. Just these looks got him shivering a little.

"Yue?" Peng Qui gripped his hand. "Why are you shivering? Darn, you are nervous? I think it's going to rain today," he mumbled with a slight chuckle.

Zou Yue glanced at him without any word. In fact, his words might have been apt to describe him before the apocalypse. Because his job demanded for him to be confident and sexy.

"The costume change is ready," a studio staff whispered with a blush.

Zou Yue followed after her throwing anxious expression at Peng Peng.

Peng Qui sighed and moved closer to manager Mu. "Is it just me or does Yue seem too tame?"

"I guess heartbreak can also do a lot of good for a person," he casually whispered. The younger makeup artist smacked him with a glare. "What? That's the truth. That crazy guy has finally tamed down. I reckon he will become more famous than before. Because his face was the best amongst the newcomers."

Inside the small changing room, the woman brought him a small nude colour shirt with a wide neckline. It sat freely on his body, but even so, it created a delicate kind of silhouette.

down,The stylish was helping him wear his clothes. But the little model's eyes were always out the door with an anxious look in his eyes. She patted his back and whispered, "Calm down little one. This crew is very friendly. We won't eat you up,"

Zou Yue glanced at her with his brows raised. "I am not nervous. It's just that...," he stopped halfway, glancing at the buffet that was placed opposite the dressing room.

More people were crowding over, taking a small lunch box along with a pack of fries. The delicious scent of fried rice spread throughout his room. He gulped, holding back his instinct to run to it.

The stylist noticed what he was looking for as well. "Shall I bring you something to eat? You can eat while we do your hair."

"Really?" he glanced at her with a huge smile on his face.

Seeing this reaction, the stylist frowned. 'Does his management feed him properly? I guess I should have a talk with his manager.' With a slight frown she walked out of the room, leaving her assistants to take care of him. "Manager Mu, can we have a talk?"

"Yes," the manager hesitantly followed her to a corner. "Is our little Yue being troublesome? Please excuse him, he is still in his rebellious stage.."

"No, I would like to know what your model's diet consists of. This is quiet embarrassing to say, but I heard his stomach growl loudly five times in just an hour. Did he eat his lunch? This is an irresponsible behaviour on your management, sir."

"Wait, wait, miss, I think you misunderstood. Little Yue had his lunch just an hour before driving here." He was the one who cooked for him. Zou's lunch usually consists of green juice, salad and strawberry yogurt. Usually after this small lunch, the young model would always eat a small snack at four or so. "It's physically not possible for him to get hungry so soon."

As he was saying this, he watched Zou Yue walk out of the dressing rooms and slowly head towards the buffet area. Anyone could see the blatant intent in his eyes.

"Shit, if he eats more, he would have an upset stomach. Sorry miss, I will manage my model well," manager Mu ran to him and stood in front of the food table. "Kid, you just had your lunch."

"But I'm hungry," Zou Yue innocently said. The sight of food was tantalizing. Just smelling the stir-fried noodle and rice, His salivary glands started oozing. "Manager?"

"Yue, you can't have this. The last time you ate at shooting sight and ended up with a bad stomach for a week. After going back I will make your favourite ribs."

"but..." he was dragged back to the dressing room and the young girl who was doing his hair guiltily nodded his way.

"Please make sure you get him ready. Yue be good, I will bring you some fruits."

"Yes!" Zou Yue's eyes shimmered brightly.

Even his manager was stunned by this look. "Goodness," he walked over to the food area and only saw unhealthy foods there. In a corner there was a bowl of mixed fruits. He took a bowl for Zou Yue.

Seeing the fresh fruits, Zou Yue smiled cheerfully. "Thank you, manager!" he started stuffing his face with the fresh juicy fruits. In first bite he got a small apple and the second bite he got a sweet pineapple. Shaking his legs excitedly, he ate with gusto.

When he finished his fruit bowl, his look was complete. He glanced at the reflection. A young pale looking man looked back. Makeup on his face was minimum, only his brows and his lashes were take care of. His lips were naturally red and plump. Just some lip oil made his lips look delicious.

Zou Yue sighed. His face of his was an advantage as a model, but in the apocalypse this exact face became a liability. Many men started chasing after him with impure intent. He almost got kidnapped twice.

From then on, he always hid his beauty. He smoked to blacken his lips, sun tanned to change the white shade of his skin, even had to use prosthetic makeup to hide his outstanding features.

The photographer was ready for him. He glanced at Zou Yue and frowned slightly.

Zou Yue bit his nails and glanced at the rose set. Coming back in time and being in the spotlight made his heart pound loudly.

If he remembered correctly, this photographer was a very famous guy. He always been hired by many high end fashion brands but the thing is he liked to photograph only natural looking people.

His unnaturally tall and delicate appearance was looked down by him only because he assumed that he had done cosmetic surgery.

In his previous birth, Zou Yue noticed his discrete look and stormed out of this shoot. Later on he lost the brand deal and even got cut off by his own modeling agency because of this blunder.

Zou Yue bowed to him respectfully and went over to the setup. I was a huge set filled with bright red roses. It was for a perfume for women and men, but since they were advertising for both genders, they wanted someone androgynous to do the shoot.

The photographer tossed a huge red rose at him. "Pose however you want, but if you don't satisfy me. I would leave this set," he grumbled a bit.

Zou Yue nodded to him. He started posing stiffly. As time went on, the photographer's frown became prominent.

"Let's take a five," he frustratingly shouted.

Zou Yue nervously looked around. Everyone started moving around, changing the light settings.

He just sat silently in the middle of thousands of roses. The fresh smell of roses invaded his senses. He glanced at the rose in his hand and licked his lips. 'Can I eat this? No one will notice, right?' he took a small chomp on the side of it.

Fresh sweet scent of rose dripped inside his mouth. I was slightly bitter and sweet, just the way he remembered. Smirking, he bit a petal off and ate it with relish.

The photographer who was arranging his camera was stunned. He silently gestured for the other personal to move out of the way and started taking photos after another. His shutter clicking was the only sound heard in the silent room.

Zou Yue closed his eyes and enjoyed the taste in his mouth. Suddenly he felt a small petal getting caught in the gums of his canine teeth. He unceremoniously licked it off.

The entire set gulped loudly. Even Peng Peng turned slightly red. "Was he always this seductive?" he whispered to manager Mu.

"His true potential is coming out," the manager whispered with a proud smile.

Photographer moved side by side and took as many shots as he could.

Zou Yue ate the final petal and glanced up. Only then did he notice the entire focus of the set was on him. He guiltily smiled at them with only the branch in his hand.

The photographer nodded. "Good, that's a wrap,"

Zou Yue confusedly looked around. 'Am fired? Wait, even this is good. I can go home and prepare for the upcoming apocalypse.'

The old photographer walked up to him and whispered, "I have another brand deal with Guci, is it possible to be my model?"

"Huh!"