Author: Meng Shuanghua

Xinxin Film and Television Entertainment Company.

Recently, as the Spring Festival was approaching, Zhong Qing, who was busy promoting her new album, had just stepped off the singing stage when she was dragged away by her manager Brother Chen in an irritable manner. Only when he sat in the nanny car did he realize why his manager was so irritable.

While the manager was busy contacting people, he said to Zhong Qing: "Although there are not many artists in the company that can be promoted as frontmen, there are still some veteran movie kings and actresses. There are only a few invitations to Paris Fashion Week, and it fell to us.

The odds in our hands are slim, but we still have to work hard.”

Zhong Qing was stunned, "An invitation letter from the chief designer of Raisa? When did our company have such resources in the fashion circle?"

Speaking of this, the agent couldn't help but smile triumphantly: "Well, we have a big boss like Sister Caishen, why are we afraid of running out of resources?"

"The big boss specially named you to arrange an invitation this time. We also have a backer." The manager was very arrogant. "How about we have dinner with the big boss? It can be considered as a meal.

We’re friends now, and the big boss is so busy every day that he never forgets about us.”

Thinking of her classmates at the buffet at the Farmers' Annual Party, Zhong Qing couldn't help laughing, and her heart was filled with enthusiasm. She wished she could turn into a worker now and work hard for the big boss to earn money.

Now he is extremely lucky that he listened to his agent's advice on Weibo and took the initiative to help the big boss, so he was so lucky to be signed by the big boss to Xinxin Film and Television.

Since there are only a few independent teams in the company, the opportunity to increase business value and fashion resources must of course be reserved for those who are trained by the company. Newcomers who were just selected internally a year ago and are preparing to debut after the year are not eligible, so in the end it is good.

The resources naturally fell to artists like Zhong Qing and Yin Zhi who had excellent appearance and a certain amount of enthusiasm.

Therefore, when Chu Qingyu mentioned the name specifically, it was not because he meant to care for anyone, but because he suddenly remembered it and mentioned it casually.

Yin Zhi, who worked overtime to finalize her role and was going home to spend the Spring Festival with her brother, soon received a notice from her agent. Although watching the show may not necessarily win fashion resources, it is still a gimmick to promote popularity.

I definitely have to go.

After hanging up the phone from her agent, Yin Zhi looked back at her younger brother, whose situation had improved slightly recently but was still behaving strangely and incomprehensibly. She bit her lip and tried to communicate with her younger brother: "Xiao Yu'er, do you want to talk to your sister?

Let’s go to Paris to see the Eiffel Tower together?”

As expected, Yin Yu didn't react at all, and was concentrating on reading a book on prehistoric archeology and biology. Yin Zhi thought for a while, found some photos from her phone, and then pulled the photos on her brother's furry head.

She came up to him and said, "Look, when you get to Paris, you can see this, this, and this."

Yin Yu, who was forced to look at her phone, had a confused face, her slightly shallow eyebrows were slightly frowned, her long and thick eyelashes were fanned like two small fans, and her brown eyes were full of protest against Yin Zhi's strange behavior.

This subtle little expression made Yin Zhi couldn't help but reach out and pinch his brother's cheek, "Hey, you, why have you suddenly become obsessed with reading these books recently? Can you understand? You can't just look at the illustrations above, right?"

Like a child.

Knowing that it was impossible to persuade her younger brother to go to Paris with her, Yin Zhi had no choice but to forget it. Unexpectedly, she just sighed, straightened up and was about to leave, when she was suddenly gently grabbed by her sleeve.

She lowered her eyes following the force and met her brother's clear eyes.

Almost word by word, Yin Yu said to her in a hoarse voice: "Go to Paris and study."

Yin Zhi froze on the spot for a long time.

Yin Yu didn't care what her reaction was, and after saying that, he lowered his head and continued to flip through the book in his hand. After an unknown amount of time, Yin Yu had finished reading the remaining half of the book, and he heard a "bang" next to him.

There was a muffled sound.

It was his sister who sat down hard on the floor.

The next second, Yin Yu's hand was pulled over. Yin Yu, who had finished his work and was "free" for the time being, followed the force and looked over. He saw his sister's charming fox eyes full of tears. She had to be forced outside.

She was so frightened that she said to him with a trembling voice: "Er Mazi, say it again, I didn't understand!"

Yin Yu: "???"

Looking at her sister with "tiger eyes full of tears", Yin Yu tilted her head and looked at her for a long time.

After reacting for a long time, Yin Yu finally determined one fact from the horizontal and vertical comparison of thousands of memory fragments: her sister is indeed not very smart.

Belin De was very busy, but she still took the time to personally receive Chu Qingyu.

When she saw Chu Qingyu, who was dressed in a modified Hanfu and with a high ponytail, looking particularly high-spirited and chivalrous, Belinda covered her mouth and let out an exaggerated sigh: "Yu, you are so cool! I like you so much.

Dressed up!"

Chu Qingyu flipped up her bangs, turned her face at a 45-degree angle, squinted her eyes, raised her lips, smiled evilly, and clasped her fists: "Thank you, I like it too!"

Belin De laughed at her funny look, then circled around her and snapped her fingers coolly: "I think you still need a sword to travel in the world of chivalry, hurry up,

follow me!"

Chu Qingyu came here at the private invitation of Belin de, and of course her place of stay was Belin de's private villa in Paris. This is where she usually lives, and there are all kinds of things in it. Although it can't be said to have everything, it's not much different.

Soon, Belin de dug out a real sword with a black scabbard engraved with patterns and a red gem inlaid on the hilt from her collection. "This is a sword I bought at a charity auction many years ago.

What I photographed is not a famous product, but I really love the fancy design.”

Chu Qingyu couldn't help but laugh: "It's indeed quite flashy."

It has tangled branches and tassels of gemstones. Even though the whole body is black, which is famous for being calm and restrained, there is still a hint of sultryness everywhere because of this gorgeousness.

At first glance, you can tell that this sword should be hung on the wall as a decoration.

However, I have to say that Belin De has a very good aesthetic. When such a flashy sword is hung on Chu Qingyu's waist, it actually complements her black and red outfit with hidden patterns, which makes her look like a wanderer, bohemian and unrestrained.

character.

Chu Qingyu hung up her sword and made several sand sculptures of martial arts figures, making Beilin De and the maids next to her laugh. Then she said solemnly: "Beilin, I now believe that you can make it.

Chinese elements are very well applied to fashion.”

Such a compliment made Belin De happy for three seconds. She quickly realized the other meaning revealed in her words, and was so angry that she wanted to hit her: "Yu, you are saying that you don't care about my show at all."

Don’t you have confidence?!”
Chapter completed!