Chapter 565: Ambilight White and Colorful Black(1/2)
The four of them delayed for a while and most of the people in the audience left.
There was another person sitting in the empty front row.
There was a photographer taking photos in front of him, and there was also an interview with reporters: "Vivi, this time I was invited to watch Ai's charm show. What do you think of this show?"
Liang Ange smiled and leaned against Qin Kong's ear, "Why is this Yan Country reporter the same as the French reporter asking questions?"
The interviewer replied: "Very great!"
"What kind of clothes do you like the most?"
"I like the one that is the most embroidered."
Obviously, Ai Mei’s charm is printed without embroidery! And it is Yan Guo dialect, so the few people couldn’t help but look over, with their eyes wide open, and it turned out to be Xia Weiwei!
He immediately left quickly. Xia Weiwei found them, stood up, ran over quickly in her high heels, and the photographer and reporters also ran over quickly.
Xia Weiwei already smiled sweetly and hugged Liang Ange's arm.
Click!
The photographer took the photo.
Liang Ange was stunned. Qin Kong stepped forward and stared at the photographer, "Delete!"
Looking at the photographer, Qin Kong remembered that Xia Weiwei went to the store to find him. Was he the one who took the photo outside? Later, he framed him!
Liang Ange also reacted and pushed Xia Weiwei away.
Xia Weiwei tilted to the side, and then said quickly, "She pushed me!"
The photographer quickly took pictures of the crooked Xia Weiwei and Liang Ange who looked disgusted.
Chen Ying looked at them coldly with the camera, "Do you think I'm dead?" He stared at Xia Weiwei again, "I haven't photographed you yet, do you want to be popular?"
Xia Weiwei's face turned pale, she quickly stood up straight and then bent her waist to reveal the gully in her skirt, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Teacher Chen! I'm sorry!"
Qing Xiang glanced coldly and walked to Chen Ying.
Chen Ying turned to look at the photographer and reporter, "Which newspaper is yours?"
The two of them were trembling, "We are from Peacock Entertainment Station."
"You are peacocks! Delete it!"
"Delete, delete."
Chen Ying stared at the photographer and deleted the photo.
Seeing that they were still here, the brand PR came over and looked at Xia Weiwei in an Ai-sex tube top dress, "Hello, is this lady your friend? Do we need anything for her?"
"No." Chen Ying looked at the brand PR, "Do you please do you want such a person?"
"No! We invited only you and a few Yan Country Fashion Editors. Who is this person?"
"We don't know her either." The few people smiled and turned around and went out.
Brand PR drove people out immediately.
Xia Weiwei turned around and left in disgrace, running faster than they did.
The reporter and photographer hurriedly followed.
Liang Ange looked at her with her entire back, "If she hadn't gone to find you later and wanted to agree with her, I wouldn't have hated her so much!"
Chen Ying and Qingxiang laughed.
Qin Kong was speechless, "How could she agree with her body?"
Seeing Liang Ange glaring at him, she said, "Okay! You can tell that she is willing to do everything to become famous! And she also brought a photographer. If I really fall for her, I will not be fooled by her!"
"But isn't this person cold? Someone else invites her to come to the show?" Qing Xiang said strangely.
Chen Ying smiled and said, "I have seen many shows every year. These people just don't have invitation letters and are walking outside. Once the show is over, the audience will appear, and they will squeeze in while the chaos will be.
Take a photo in the free auditorium, please interview the reporters you bring, and go back and post a report to create a look that you are still very popular and have good fashion resources!"
Several people looked at him, but it was the first time they knew there were such people!
"You have to patrol the brand's public relations before you watch every show, especially the front row! You can drive away the audience who do not belong to the front row. This is a brand that values face value.
Most of the head rows are still getting more and more crowded. Because Yan people like favors kidnapping, if a female star is invited to sit in the head row, then her "good sisters" will squeeze in the head row with her.
The brand will not care if there is no single seat. There is another way to sit in the head row, which is to have a good relationship with the fashion editor. Generally, the fashion editor sits in the head row, so you can sit with her."
"Xia Weiwei was also the first of the four little flowers before." Liang Ange sighed, "He is known as male Yuyu and female Weiwei, domestic entertainment appearance ceiling, top traffic!"
"Yu Yu and Wei Wei are both cold!" Qin Kong said.
"Who told them to take advantage of the popularity?" Liang Ange then remembered that he patted the arm that was taken by Xia Weiwei in disgust, "Just just rub it. The most disgusting thing is to instigate the fan network to storm us! I deserve it!"
"Speaking of this, Vivi has nothing to do with Ai Meili. Yu Yu used to be the ambassador of Ai Meili lipstick." Chen Ying said.
"Can you please stop calling Weiwei, Yuyu? I'm about to vomit!" Qing Xiang said unbearable.
"Hahaha……"
Qin Kong sighed: "What kind of high-end brand is going to Yan Country and follow the customs! He actually invited Wu Yukun to be the lipstick ambassador!"
"I don't give you money, I just want to improve his fame. The lipstick costs a few hundred yuan, and he buys one of his 30 million fans, and the sales are also good!" Chen Ying said.
Liang Ange nodded, "So the cosmetics category likes to find male stars to endorse. Because there are many female fans! Compared to the tens of thousands of jewelry, clothes, and hundreds or thousands of cosmetics, fans can buy them very well!"
They delayed in the background for a while, and the media was dispersed, which was quite quiet.
Several people took a bus back to the hotel.
Chen Ying also said: "The Rose Hotel, which we are going to attend the party today, is the most famous and oldest hotel besides the Leeds Hotel. It is the venue for the socialite dance party. Only twenty girls around the world can participate."
"That wouldn't be Zhuo Yilan participated, right?" Qin Kong said.
Liang Ange glanced at him, "You don't want to meet her, do you?"
"Zhuo Yilan?" Chen Ying smiled, "Her wealth is not enough, right? It seems that only the daughter of the gambling king has participated in Asia. This is the dance where the rich girl and the rich child go on a blind date.
These socialite dance parties must be rehearsed in advance. If her father was styling these socialites, then she might have participated as the daughter of a servant."
Several people laughed, and Qingxiang said, "Why are you so vicious!"
"It's true! In order to squeeze into such a circle, many people spare no effort to send the girl in! It's also a glory to serve tea and water to dozens of rich second generations!"
"Hahaha……"
Qin Kong smiled and said, "But Zhuo Erfan said that he is so proud of his daughter being able to attend such a top dance!"
"Hahaha……"
"There are two celebrity barbers in the Rose Hotel, one for women, and the other for men to trim their beards to design hairstyles." Chen Ying looked at Qin Kong, "Do you want to challenge?"
Qin Kong looked at him speechlessly, "I'm going to the party, not to get a haircut, okay?"
Everyone laughed again.
After lunch in the hotel restaurant, they went back to their rooms.
I've been busy for a week and just took a break and went to the party with a radiant look at the evening.
Although Qin Kong and Liang Ange only attended the Shanlier dinner, they were invited by the Fashion Association, and they would definitely attend the party hosted by the Fashion Association.
So everyone is looking forward to it too.
More media arrives at the Rose Hotel than Chanelle Dinner.
As night fell, the four of them dressed up and set off.
In the car, Qin Kong said: "The French Fashion Association is an organization integrating beauty, clothing, and jewelry all fashion industries, and many luxury brands have developed comprehensively from beauty to clothing.
Their designers and executives often also switch between many fashion brands. The current chairman of the association has served as the chairman of Emmas, as well as the CEO of Paris Beauties, and is currently the global president of Ouliya Group.
It can be said that he has rich experience and high respect. From beauty to jewelry to fashion, it has a great influence. Association executives and member units are basically these fashion leaders."
Liang Ange nodded, "That is to say, it is more like a party for fashion professionals than a relatively private VIP-oriented dinner like Chanlier."
"Yes." Qin Kong nodded, "So I'll dress you all up a bit more grandly."
Liang Ange and Qingxiang laughed, looking at each other, like looking at twins!
Chen Ying also looked at them, it was so shining! Look at Qin Kong again, any woman who can become a goddess when she comes to his hands!
The Rose Hotel at this time was already brightly lit, like a royal palace.
The fountain reflected in the Concorde Square, the red carpet paved from the square to the magnificent door.
The flower railings outside each window are full of roses, fragrant in the night and more beautiful in the magnificence.
Luxury cars drove in one after another, gentlemen in suits and tuxedoes and jewel-like ladies appeared on the red carpet and greeted the media.
The fragrance permeates the square. I don’t know if it’s the fragrance of flowers or the smell of perfume, but I just feel that this is the richest place on earth!
A black Rolls-Royce, which clearly reflected the crowds on both sides, drove in. This was the concierge car specially for the Rose Hotel to receive VIPs. The little golden man parked at the magnificent door, and the waiter stepped forward and opened the car door.
Qin Kong and Chen Ying got off the car one after another and stood on both sides of the car door.
Qin Kong was wearing Ai Mei's black printed shirt and silver-gray suit, while Chen Ying was wearing a white shirt and dark blue suit.
To be continued...