Poor Guy.

Among the three, Wangzi had the hardest time in finding his model. He searched everywhere! Parks, Hotels, Beaches…still no luck. He found himself walking though the doors of an art gallery. He closed his eyes and took a deep
breath. Art never lets him down.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the manager sitting on her spot, bored and in deep thought.

She’s pretty! He can’t control himself and was taking pictures of her, without her noticing.

“Excuse me.” She was going closer to him. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Taking pictures.” At least he was saying the truth. “What’s your name, Miss?”

She looked at him from head to toe. As if examining if he is worth saying her name.

“None of your business” She was about to walk away.

“Please, I need your name.”
“No.”
“Can I take more pictures of you?”
“No”
“Do you want to be a model?”
“No” She firmly said. “Do you want me to call the police?”
“No.” Wangzi answered.
“Then leave.”

Wangzi was about to leave when he saw another pretty girl. He approached her…

“Hi, Miss, You look so beautiful.”
“Thank you.”
“Do you wan to be a model?”
“No.”
“Okay.”

The poor Wangzi had zero models out of the ten he had asked.

Some were busy with their studies, others thought it was a joke, some just didn’t like to.
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