Chapter 75: A New Direction for Your Career

Eric was downstairs in the hospital playing happily with the other children with a ball.
　　Professor Orlando and I were standing at a distance watching him and talking.
　　"There will be a well-known SHOW recently, and I would like to recommend you to walk in the show this time." Professor Orlando said happily.
　　"But I don't have experience in catwalk, you know there is still a big gap between print models and show models." I thought for a moment and replied to the professor.
　　I understand the professor's desire to promote me, but I still have a clear understanding of myself.
　　Although I had been a print model for a few magazines, this was the reason I agreed to become a professor model at that time, and the basic skills and resilience required for a runway model are very high.
　　As an internationally renowned fashion guru, the SHOW that the professor is talking about is simply not something that people at my level can participate in.
　　"Don't deny yourself before you even try, you have to know that you are at the best age to enter the profession." Professor Orlando advised me.
　　I remain very hesitant, not only about the perception of my ability, but also because I do not want to damage the reputation of the professor because of my own problems.
　　Professor Orlando, seeing that I did not answer immediately, spoke again: "Of course, before going on the field, I will carry out devil training on you, the venue is at my home, I will hire the toughest coach to train you."
　　I was just about to speak when the professor added, "You have a month to train yourself, and this is a really good opportunity."
　　"Okay, I promise you professor, I will do my best to train and bring you a satisfactory SHOW."
　　Professor Orlando has helped me to arrange so carefully, I simply have no reason to refuse, and it is not my character to retreat, facing the problem, finding a way, solving the problem and finally succeeding.
　　After I agreed to the professor's request, the professor acted very excited and took my hand, like a small child, which even attracted the attention of Eric, who was playing on the side.
　　"What's going on?" Eric trotted over, his forehead still beaded with sweat, obviously having a great time.
　　"Oh my Eric, your sister is about to become the brightest star on the stage!" Professor Orlando was quite excited, picking up Eric with both hands and spinning him around.
　　Eric did not understand too well, but was also infected by the professor's happy mood and squealed with excitement.
　　"Shhh, Eric, this is a hospital, don't do that." I stopped Eric's screams, but couldn't help but laugh as well. I was so infected by the joy of these two that I followed their lead and spun around merrily.
　The professor quickly put Eric down, his breath a little unstable.
　　"Okay, Eric let's go back to the ward." I reached out and took Eric's small hand and walked towards the ward, with the professor following behind us.
　　Professor Orlando was standing outside the ward waiting for me, and I put Eric to bed before coming out.
　　"I would like to invite you to my house tonight and introduce you to the coach so that you can grind it out afterwards." The professor looked at me sincerely.
　　Who can refuse an old man's request? I smiled and agreed to the professor's invitation.
　　"Great, let's go now!" Professor Orlando walked ahead of me with a happy stride.
　　Soon we stopped in front of a stretch limousine and the professor pulled the door open for me and invited me in.
　　I got into the car and found that the car was built the same as the one Damon had been in when we first met.
　　I looked at the driver in front of me and sure enough it was the same driver at the time. My cheeks flushed and I quickly lowered my head and stopped looking at the driver.
　　The professor didn't notice these reactions of mine, and after getting into the car, he kept discussing with me about some notes on SHOW, and also his arrangement for me.
　　"I will arrange for you to be the last one out on display, while I will also follow you so that you don't get too nervous." Professor Orlando looked at me seriously and added, "No objections allowed, you just need to work on it and pay no attention to anything else."
　　When I heard the professor say that, there was no room for me to refuse, so I nodded my head in agreement.
　　After winding through the rugged mountain roads, the driver finally stopped the car in front of a castle.
　　Although I had thought that the house of the Van Dom Heywood family has been very luxurious, but did not think that they actually own a castle.
　　After we got out of the car, an even smaller electric car, pulled up in front of us.
　　The car carried me and the professor through a large garden in front of the castle, which actually stopped at the entrance of the castle gate.
　　"Don't be surprised, it's just an inheritance brought by your ancestors, don't be confused by the glamour." The professor could see that I was shocked by the castle and spoke out to remind me.
　　I collected my shocked gaze, but as we entered the halls of the castle, I was shocked once again.
　　Lavishly decorated, and with huge paintings of successive generations of Van Dom Heugh family heads hanging on either side of the walls, I soon saw the portrait of the professor, with a woman standing beside him, possessing an elegant air and possessing some traces of resemblance to Damon between her eyebrows.
　　At the same time I saw the painting belonging to Damon, hanging at the end of the corridor, I just looked at it from afar and couldn't help the throbbing pain in my chest.
　　The portrait of Damon without the trademark bad smile, tightly tensed handsome face, is a rare serious expression.
　　Fire red hair is also very honestly lying on the head, not the usual vigor and flair, but all the king of the air.
　　"These portraits are too archaic and don't highlight his true handsomeness at all don't they?" The professor appeared behind me at some point and whispered.
　　"Yes." I answered subconsciously, then jolted awake, a face red.
　　Professor Orlando saw this performance of mine and showed a bright smile, I don't know if I was wrong, but a hint of doting flashed in his eyes.
　　"Father, what's so important about calling me back, I'm in a meeting at the office." Suddenly a familiar voice came into my ears.
　　My hands couldn't help but tremble, I clenched them into a fist and slowly turned around, and sure enough, I saw the face that I had missed for so long.
　　Damon wore a handsome suit, the collar of the tie selected with his hair similar color of fire red, so that he in the calm and full of vitality.
　　After seeing me again, Damon obviously froze in place as well.