Chapter 16:
Zhongtian's regular training time is from 8 am to 6 pm, with a one-hour break at noon. But most trainees will practice more, and it is common to practice until 11 or 12 in the evening.
They gave up their studies and signed a ten-year contract. In addition to working hard to practice for their debut, they have no other way out.
Cen Feng used to be the leader among them, and went the earliest and the earliest, but now it seems to be the least enthusiastic one. Yin Chang had been sweating in the training room with other trainees, and Cen Feng was late.
He wore a black baseball cap and didn't talk to anyone. His brim was very low, covering most of his face. In the painful eyes of the dance teacher, he finished the dance he needed to practice today, and then he sat down in the corner like a seat Leng Bingbing's sculpture stared out of the window in a daze.
This is a dance that the trainees only started learning yesterday. Yin Chang hasn't even finished the decomposition movements, and he has been able to jump out with a good shot.
The dance teacher was amazed and sad. Amazed by his talents, and saddened by his depravedness.
But the persuasion that should be said has been said this year. The best seedling in their eyes has been given the label of giving up.
The teacher sighed a few times and clapped his hands to attract the eyes of the other trainees. "Come and practice again. Fang Wenle, don't stare at Cen Feng. People with their eyes closed jump better than you!"
After a laugh in the training room, Yin Chang bit his teeth and withdrew his eyes. He secretly determined that he must surpass him!
Near noon, Niu Tao's assistant came to call Cen Feng: "Brother Niu asks you to go to the office."
Niu Tao was the one who went to the night market to trouble him last night. He is the company's supervisor in charge of managing trainees.
Cen Feng stood up and went out in silence.
As soon as he left, the training room immediately discussed:
"Are they going to talk to him about canceling the contract?"
"Shouldn't it be? It's been a year. If it was someone else, they would have been driven away by the company by now."
"It's okay to leave, so that I can affect my mood like a dead man every day."
"How to say? Cen Feng was not bad to you before? Stayed up all night to help you pick up the dance. Did he help a dog?"
"Who the fuck are you scolding? Is what I said wrong? You all talk about it, am I not right Since he doesn't want to stay here, isn't it better to leave earlier than later?"
"Yin Chang, you have the best relationship with Cen Feng, you say!"
In front of the mirror, Yin Chang slowly lowered his leg and pressed on it. His face was sad that he couldn't hide, and even the sound sounded dull: "Look at him, do whatever he wants. Whatever makes him happy."
Everyone knows that he has the best relationship with Cen Feng. Now that Cen Feng is going to leave, it should be him that should be the saddest. They are still just a group of teenagers, and there is no hatred, so they put down their prejudices and ran to comfort him.
Yin Chang said sadly but firmly: "I'm fine, no matter what, I will stick to this road! With all of you!"
He didn't know what happened to Cen Feng in the training room. At this time, Niu Tao was sitting at the computer desk in the supervisor's office. He changed his domineering attitude last night and looked at him with a smile.
Cen Feng stood opposite him, and it was the same way that the sky wouldn't frown even when he fell down. Niu Tao threw a document in front of him: "This is your attendance rate in the past year, so take a look at yourself."
Cen Feng glanced at it randomly.
Niu Tao continued: "Always late and returning early more than ten times. Passive, idle, the practice time is the shortest amongst everything." He leaned forward dragging his chin to the back of his hand, and asked with a smile: "Cen Feng, you tell me the truth. You don't want to debut, right?"
That smile is never friendly.
Like a snake who confessed a letter, it was poisonous and terrifying.
Cen Feng stared at him and said nothing.
Niu Tao waited a while, but did not hear his response. He leaned back in his chair and slowly said, "Do you think I will say next that you want to terminate the contract if you don't want to debut?"
He grinned: "Are you waiting for this sentence?"
Cen Feng finally frowned.
Niu Tao seemed to be satisfied with his performance, happily tapping the edge of the table. He seemed to want to use this method to break Cen Feng's psychological defense line, but after knocking for a long time, Cen Feng did not have any extra fluctuations except for the frown just now.
Niu Tao couldn't help it anymore. He stood up sharply, and his fingers were fiercely in the air: "Don't even think about it! What do you think of Zhongtian? Where do you want to go? Cen Feng I tell you, you are rotten, and you have to rot in Zhongtian! You don't want to train, okay, no one can force you. You don't want to debut, I tell you, you just want, there is no chance in this life!"
He picked up the trainee signing contract and fell over: "Ten-year contract. I don't take the initiative to terminate the contract with you, can you afford to pay the penalty? You can sing in the night market for a lifetime and still can't make the money! Okay, you can sing whatever you want in the future. But you want to terminate the contract peacefully? There is no way! Play with Lao Tzu? I want to see, who can afford it!"
After he was angry, he was very happy, just waiting to see Cen Feng's panicked expression, and then came to him.
But the result disappointed him.
Cen Feng's eyebrows were as usual, and his dark pupil was indifferent and calm, and asked him: "Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave."
Niu Tao almost missed his breath.
Is this a robot without joy?
He originally wanted to see Cen Feng's joke, but now he let Cen Feng see his joke. As to not lose his gaze, he quickly rushed him away with an evil voice: "Go away! You think about what I said."
Cen Feng turned and went out.
When going downstairs, Yin Chang waited for a few teenagers who had good relations with him. As soon as he came over, he went up, "Cen Feng, are you about to cancel the contract?"
He turned a blind eye and went down.
Yin Chang gritted his teeth and cried in front of everyone: "Brother, do you really care about me?"
He looks beautiful and thin, and belongs to the type that can arouse people's desire to protect. This cry is even more helpless than when girls cry.
Cen Feng had gone down the stairs, his back was indifferent, and he didn't even look back.
Several people around Yin Chang felt unfair for him: "What is going on with Cen Feng? Is he treating us all like enemies?"
"Obviously our relationship was good before. Only ghosts know what nerves we stepped on."
"After all, we have practiced together for three years. Even if he leaves, shouldn't he at least say goodbye?"
"Maybe he won't cancel the contract yet? Although he is not well trained now, he is still one of the most powerful among us! Teacher Amo praised him this morning. The company may not give up on him."
Yin Chang originally thought that Cen Feng had just canceled the contract when he went to the office. Now that he heard this, he felt that it really might not be settled yet. At the moment, his inner grief and hatred were mixed, and his hatred for Cen Feng almost reached the peak. There was no training in the afternoon, so he took a leave to go back to the dorm to rest.
After finishing the practice time in the afternoon, Cen Feng casually ate some dinner in the cafeteria. When he left the company, it was snowing again.
The thick snow was deep and accumulated on the pavement.
It is estimated that not many people will go to the night market in this weather, and he does not have to go to sing. But he thought about last night. That little girl said she would be waiting for him today. After thinking about it, he finally accelerated the pace of returning to the dormitory.
When he opened the door and entered the room, he saw that the mechanical model on the desk was gone, including the parts that he randomly piled together.
Cen Feng stood at the door and paused. After a second, he turned to knock on Yin Chang's door.
After knocking for a long time, Yin Chang came to open the door. He wore a pair of pajamas and bf just woken up. He l shouted "Brother!" Cen Feng said coldly: "Where are the models and parts on my table?"
Yin Chang looked like he knew nothing, "Brother, what are you talking about? I ..."
Before he was finished, Cen Feng grabbed his collar.
He was already thin, and was shorter than Cen Feng. He was dragged by Cen Feng by the collar, and there was no room for resistance. In a few steps, Cen Feng shoved him back and slammed him into the closed window.
Yin Chang was frightened by his ruthless eyes and shouted in the silence: "What are you doing Cen Feng! Are you crazy?"
Cen Feng pinched him with one hand and opened the window with the other. Yin Chang only felt a cold wind blowing in. When he reacted, most of his body was already hanging out of the window.
They lived on the 17th floor. The wind screamed, and the heavy snow caught him like a knife.
Yin Chang collapsed directly, screaming like a pig.
Cen Feng dragged him by the collar and carried him up. Yin Chang saw his eyes like a wild animal tearing his prey. He was so scared that he couldn't even scream, and only heard him ask, "Where is my things?"
He shuddered: "Under... under my bed."
As soon as the words fell, he felt my body fell more, and he finally cried out.
The other two roommates who had heard the movement finally ran over, and after seeing the scene, they took a breath of air and shouted at Cen Feng to stop.
Yin Chang clutched the window mull tightly with both hands, fearing that Cen Feng would throw him down, his nose was running: "Brother! Brother, I'm wrong! I'm sorry I was wrong, please, please ... please!
Cen Feng stared at him, saying one by one: "If you dare to touch my things again in the future, I'll let them go down to collect your corpse."
He yanked him back, and Yin Chang was slammed back on the floor.
Cen Feng turned to the bed, found the model that was hiding under, and returned to his room without an expression. The other two roommates glanced at each other, and both saw terror in their eyes.
Yin Chang was lying on the ground, his legs were so soft that he couldn't get up.
Within a few minutes, Cen Feng went out with his guitar like nothing happened.
The snow fell more heavily, and the broadcast began to warn of a blizzard, reminding pedestrians to be safe.
When he walked to the night market, the whole street was empty, and even many shops didn't open.
Cen Feng saw the little girl standing under the street lamp.
She was still wearing a thick, pink and white down jacket, a big red scarf, a fox-eared hat, and had a pink box in her arms.
Because it was too cold, she stood on the spot stomping her feet, hopping, and the fox's ears followed.
Cen Feng walked over.
She heard footsteps, and when she looked up to see him, her eyes were full of joy. She ran towards him excitedly, and shouted from afar: "Brother! Under such heavy snow, I thought you would not come!"
Running closer, he smelled the sweet creamy scent from her.
She held a small cake in her arms.
Cen Feng froze for a moment.
Xu Jiexing looked around and walked to the side of the door where she could hide from the snow, waving at him: "Brother, come here!"
Cen Feng walked over and saw the little girl put the box on the steps, took out the cake inside, and inserted three candles.
Today is his birthday.
How could she know?
As if Xu Zhexing didn't notice him, she stood up holding the cake. The light of the candle reflected in her eyes, dyed with warm and bright lights.
She smiled and said: "Brother, today is my birthday, but my parents are not at home. No one lives with me, so I'll invite you to eat cake."
This snowy night is his eighteenth birthday.
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Chapter 17:
The cake is exquisite and small. With small leaves made of chocolate and plump cherries on top of the cream. When the wind blew, the candle flame was blown up and down, almost extinguished. Cen Feng subconsciously reached out to block the wind.
The candle burned silently between his palms, with a shallow temperature, melting the coldness of the wind.
He looked down at Xu Zhexing, and for a long time he whispered, "Your birthday?"
Xu Jiexing lied with no hesitation and extra heartbeat: "Yes! But I'm the only one home. I didn't even know who to buy with me when I bought the cake. Fortunately, you're here with me."
She smiled happily and sincerely. Cen Feng had no doubts and accepted this reason. He glanced at the gradually burning candle and reminded: "Then wish."
Xu Jiexing nodded and closed her eyes slightly. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and looked at Cen Feng radiantly: "Brother, you can make three wishes for your birthday. I made two. There seems to be no other wishes. I will give you the rest of the wishes, OK?"
Cen Feng was stunned.
Xu Zhexing urged: "Hurry up, the candle is about to burn out, make a wish!"
Cen Feng closed his eyes subconsciously.
His brain is blank.
What should he wish for?
Will the wishes come true?
If the wish can be fulfilled ...
He hoped to never have been in this world.
Turn into a stone, a tree, even if it is a passing wind that blows away. As long as it is not a person, everything is good.
But he has no choice. This world has never given him the opportunity to choose. He also struggled hard and wanted to live a good life.
He had really believed that the future would be better.
It is the world who told him time and time again, don't be delusional, it will never get better.
When he was young, he thought that as long as he is obedient and eat less, his father will like him, but he was still greeted by endless beatings.
Later, the man went to prison, he was free. He thought he would not be beaten at least in the orphanage, but because he was a murderer's son, violent bullying was waiting for him.
The teacher told him: Cen Feng, you have to laugh more, smile more, and then someone will like you and be willing to adopt you.
So he endured the pain all over his body and bent the corner of his mouth obediently.
Later, a couple actually adopted him. The day they came to take him home, they changed him into warm and soft clothes, and brought him a lot of cookies and sugar. At that time, he thought that it would be different.
But in that family, there was another brother who didn't want anything to do with him.
Brother didn't like him, Cen Feng knew from the first moment he stepped into that house.
He was too familiar with that disgusted look.
He lived cautiously in this family. He didn't dare to speak loudly, his footsteps didn't dare to be heavy. He didn't fight for anything, but his older brother, two years older than him, still hated him.
In the middle of the night, he secretly urinated on his bed, tore off his homework, and the boys in the school pressed him into the toilet bowl.
Young malice doesn't make any difference. Adults can never imagine how malicious a child can be.
Cen Feng couldn't talk to his adoptive parents, about what their most precious son had done to him. They adopted him, gave him food and clothing, and sent him to school. They were kind to him and he could not destroy this home.
The adoptive parents think that those are just two children's petty fights. When the children grow up, it will all pass.
They didn't understand why he wanted to escape this home.
Until he was discovered by Zhongtian's scouts, he didn't care to be an improper star. For a fifteen-year-old boy, he left the place like silent **** and was willing to give anything.
But until he became a trainee, he realized that it was just a jump from one hell to another. Everyone here is a competitor. Friends will betray you, and the brothers will step on your head to climb up for the opportunity to debut.
He did not retreat.
The adoptive parents have cut off contact with him because he dropped out as a trainee.
This is the way he chose, he has to prove it to himself, to show the world.
He also gritted his teeth and refused to lose.
But what is the result?
It was reality that gave him one slap after another. Hitting him until he was sober.
Looking back at his life all the way back till now, it's ridiculous and could make people laugh.
The reality is telling him constantly, don't work hard, it's useless. Stop chasing, you can't chase the beautiful ones. People like you are not worthy of being born with light.
But he did not believe it. He went forward again and again. Ran, reached out, tried to touch the light, and finally fell into the abyss.
So now, there is no longer hope.
He accepted his fate.
Without chasing, there will be no pain. Without hope, there will be no disappointment. Everything good is a false illusion. The sugar that lures him, the hand that pulls him into the abyss, the poison that breaks the bowel and erodes the bones.
He will not be fooled again.
Cen Feng opened his eyes.
Xu Zhexing couldn't prevent herself from crashing into his cold eyes, and was shuddered by the sharp and sharp chill.
In just a moment, Cen Feng withdrew his hand protecting the candle and took two steps back, full of indifference and exclusion: "I have no wish."
He turned around and left.
Xu Zixing was at a loss for a while and was stunned.
Cen Feng walked two steps and stopped. He looked up at the empty street, and after a few seconds, turned and walked back. Xu Zhaixing was still stunned, looking at him blankly.
Hearing him ask, "How do you go home?"
She stuttered and said, "Take a taxi."
Cen Feng looked indifferent: "Come with me."
Xu Zhexing held the cake and kept up with him.
They went to the street, waited to two minutes, when a taxi passed. Cen Feng beckoned the car and helped her open the car door: "Get in the car."
Xu Zixing had no resistance in front of him, who was fully open in the aura. Shiver and crawling into the car. After climbing halfway, she thought of something. She quickly turned around and handed the cake over: "Brother, you haven't eaten the cake yet."
Cen Feng frowned, as if impatient: "Don't eat."
Xu Zhexing was still stubborn, and whispered, "It's very sweet, can you try a bite? Just a bite ..."
She looked at Cen Feng's expression and wondered if she might get killed.
As a result, Cen Feng stretched out a finger and scraped the cake quickly, then put it on his lips and licked it.
He said, "Alright?"
Xu Zixing was content and sat in the car holding the cake. While the driver hadn't started yet, she asked pitifully by the door: "Brother, can I still come to hear you singing next time?"
Cen Feng looked down at her, his eyes dark and unclear: "I won't be here since there's a snowstorm warning recently."
Xu Jiexing quickly nodded: "Oh, okay! That brother, you should pay attention to your body and take care of yourself. When the weather gets warmer, I will come to you again!"
Cen Feng did not answer.
When the car started, she reluctantly looked back at the car door, and saw the teenager standing upright. The shadow was pulled long by the street lamp, and cast coldly on the ground.
Her eyes were a little sour and she waved her hand slightly and said softly, "Brother, happy birthday!"
The car drove halfway, when Xu Yan's call came in. He reprimanded her as soon as it connected: "I went to the company to sign some documents, and you left? Didn't I tell you not to go out because of the snowstorm warning tonight?"
Xu Zhaixing quickly acknowledged her mistake: "I will be back soon. I went out and bought a cake, and I will get home soon!"
Xu Yan stroked his forehead with headache, and went to the entrance to change shoes: "I'll wait for you downstairs."
Ten minutes later, Xu Jiexing jumped out of the car holding the cake and shook the cake in her hand under Xu Yan's suspicion: "I am greedy, sorry."
Xu Yan glanced at her indifferently, "Run again next time, I will tell your mother."
Xu Jiexing said: "Brother, how old are you and you're still snitching? Can people still have some basic trust?"
This girl talks back and forth. Xu Yan was about to knock on her head with a warning, but turned his head and saw that the girl's face was smiling, but her eyes were low.
He changed from knocking to rubbing and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xu Zhexing ran over and pressed the elevator: "Ah? It's alright. Hurry and go up, it's cold."
If she didn't say it, he wouldn't ask.
After returning to the house, Xu Zhexing took out the cake, squatted on the side of the coffee table and ate it with a spoon. When Xu Yan went to the bathroom to take a shower, she was in that posture. After washing, she was still in that posture. She didn't even change her look, and she looked a little bored.
Xu Yan wiped his hair and walked over to ask her: "Will you go to the company with me tomorrow?"
Xu Jiexing seemed to be stunned for a while before she realized what he said and nodded: "Okay, then I'll set an alarm clock."
Xu Yan didn't say anything, smiled: "Go to bed early."
The next morning, Xu Jiexing sleepily climbed onto Xu Yan's car.
Xingchen's office is located in the city center. Although it is not a whole building like the other big companies, the newly built office building has been rented from the first to the seventh floor.
Although the company is small, the facade is sufficient, which is also conducive to the signing of artists and cooperation with the management.
As soon as he reached the door, the security guard greeted him: "Mr. Xu."
Xu Yan nodded gently and came all the way. The younger sister at the front desk and the auntie cleaning and the employees who were rushing to check in all greeted in unison: "Mr. Xu."
This is the first time Xu Jiexing came to the company, and she shouldn't help but marvel at everything. In just half a year, Xu Yan was able to achieve to this scale. He is indeed the big brother of the future.
She was looking around, and the people around her were looking at her.
The company's internal group chat soon livened:
——Mr. Xu brought a super young little sister to the company!
— — Is that called young? That's called small. The baby fat hasn't faded yet. She looks, at most, fifteen.
—— She looks so cute! Has big eyes!
——Is it a newly signed artist? Did Mr. Xu say who it was? I lack this type of men, don't rob me with anyone.
——Sister Su, you have changed. You also said that I was your only baby last night.
——There is a shortage of this type in the circle now. Where did Mr. Xu find the treasure? Brother Yun, aren't you going to take Jinjin to try Guo Dao's play today? Ask Mr. Xu to bring this little girl together, which is quite in line with the set of the play.
—— It's hard to say if that person sign or not. I'll go to Xu 's office to ask.
...
Xu Yan saw Xu Zhexing looking east and west, excited, and no longer had last night's expression. He finally felt relieved. He went to the custom elevator and said to her: "I'm going to a morning meeting. You can just stroll around and get familiar with it. Later, I will introduce the company's employees and artists to you."
Xu Zhexing waved her hand: "No, don't do it. I'll introduce myself after I graduate and come to work at the company. Go ahead, I'll look around by myself."
Xu Yan nodded and got off the elevator. Xu Zhexing rubbed her hands expectantly and to punch go from the seventh floor.
On the sixth and seventh floors are the offices of Xu Yan and several agents. Xu Jiexing walked around the seventh floor, and there was no one. Then she walked down the safety stairs to the sixth floor.
There are many posters hanging on the corridor on the sixth floor. All of which are artists signed by the company. Xu Jiexing is very interested in looked at each one.
In addition to the few artists she recommended to Xu Yan in the planning book, Xu Yan also signed five people. Three men and two women, all very young, and they are very good at playing.
The poster on the beginning was a girl with black, straight hair with a pure and well-behaved appearance. She smiled very sweetly at the camera. In the future, she is called to have a first love face. The signature on the poster was Zhao Jinjin.
Xu Zhexing was looking at it with interest. The elevator door next to her opened, and a girl wearing sunglasses led the two assistants out, and said angrily as she walked: "What does Ma Zhe mean? Brother Yun brought the new follower I'm going to audition together? It's not that when the artists were grouped, I chose to go to Yunge group instead of him, does he hate me? Dare to block my way, hum, what's with that newcomer? Did the group say it yet?"
The assistant hurriedly replied: "There is no news yet. President Xu and them has a meeting."
The girl sneered: "When I first came to the company, I put my hand to me. I was really bullied? I want to see what a big face like a ghost, a snake, and a ghost, Mr. Xu personally received a great deal? I am not Mr. Xu. of?"
When she was finished, she saw a pretty girl not far away, staring at her poster with an inexplicable smile on her face.
Zhao Jinjin stepped in and cast an inquiring look at the assistant.
The assistant quickly took out his mobile phone and flipped through the group news. He turned over the photos that he didn't know who had just taken it. After comparing them, he nodded firmly to Zhao Jinjin.
That's right! It's her!
Zhao Jinjin was instantly angry.
What do you mean by staring at my poster?
Is it provocative? ? ?
Come! I am here! Come over!
She raised her voice with a sneer: "Some of the newcomers are not very capable now, but hug the thighs fast. They want to fight with me but and don't weigh myself a few pounds!"
Xu Jiexing, who turned back when she heard the voice curious: Who is this pretty lady with long legs and thin waists scolding?
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Chapter 18:
Zhao Jinjin is notorious for her acute child temper tantrums, and she has never suffered a little. Even the manager said that it was a pity her mistress's face.
Seeing that the little newcomer on the other side didn't know how to look at her after hearing her sarcasm, but instead looked at herself generously, she became more and more convinced that she was being provoked. Regardless of the assistant's pulling behind her, she took off her sunglasses, and walked past with great force.
Xu Jiexing turned her head to look at the poster on the wall, and compared it with the younger sister in front of her, and asked happily, "Are you Zhao Jinjin?"
Zhao Jinjin: "I am!"
Xu Jiexing: "You look better than the poster!"
Zhao Jinjin: "..."
Wait, how can you tear it out now. Do you want to praise the other person first?
No, courtesy and respect. You have to respect your opponent, so Zhao Jinjin also said with a stretched face: "You look pretty too."
Instead, Xu Jiexing was a little embarrassed and politely said: "Thank you."
Zhao Jinjin: "..."
What's wrong with you? There are so many tears? She didn't go around with Xu Jiexing and asked directly, "Which school did you graduate from?"
Guo Dao's drama is the most performance-oriented, she was born in the Chinese opera class, but it is not comparable to small fish and shrimp.
As a result, Xu Jiexing heard, "Ah? Graduation? I haven't graduated yet. I'm in high school."
Zhao Jinjin: "???"
You didn't go to school well in your freshman year, what resources do you want to grab with me?
Children now are impetuous!
Zhao Jinjin felt that this little girl was not as bad as she had thought before. The main reason was that she saw the terrible news when she first came to the company early in the morning, and her anger surged for a while. Now she talked a few words, and calmed down a lot.
Her language centered on Xu Zhexing: "This circle is not as simple as you think. The sooner you step in, the easier it is to be dyed colorful and lose your original whiteness. If you are young, I will not care about you. Yes, but what belongs to me, I will not let you have it because you are young. You can do it for yourself."
After that, she walked away with her assistant with her head high, leaving Xu Jiexing a chic back.
Xu Zhexing, doesn't know what happened: This young lady looks pretty, but she seems to have a problem with her brain.
After reading the artist poster, she continued to hang out. Downstairs, there are also behind-the-scenes teams such as the Planning Department, Propaganda Department, and Public Relations Department. Although the entire company is small in size, it has all the internal organs. Xu Yan has organized every link in an orderly manner, and the foundation for developing into a large company has been laid out.
Xu Jiexing walked around and was very satisfied. She had already begun to figure out when to take down this office building. This is the cultural center in the future.
At that time, the four sides of the building will be decorated with the four characters "Chenxing Entertainment", which will be magnificent.
Oops, Meidi is very, Meidi is very.
While thinking about it, she walked to the conference room on the third floor. Xu Yan had just came out from a meeting with the artist brokers and supervisors. When he saw her giggling and wandering, he could not help but shout, "Xu Jiexing."
When he shouted, everyone stopped and looked at her. Those artist managers couldn't sit back anymore. They wanted to ask during the meeting, but they didn't find a chance. Now they have to grab someone.
A group of people was happily preparing to go, and saw the little girl running happily, shouting at Xu Yan: "Brother~"
Brokers: "?"
Xu Yan: "Done looking around?"
Xu Jiexing's eyes are bright: "Well, it's pretty good! Big and beautiful."
Su Man, the company's only female agent, couldn't help it: "Mr. Xu, is this?"
Xu Yan said, "This is my cousin, Xu Jiexing, and the daughter of Chairman Xu of our company."
Although Father Xu had never been to the company, after all, he accounted for 51% of the shares. He has always been in the name of the chairman. Everyone knows that there is such a big boss behind the scenes.
At first they thought it was a newly signed artist. They did not expect it to be the daughter of the big boss!
After the shock, several agents looked at Xu Jiexing with regret. Suman was refreshed and immediately asked with a smile: "It's Miss. miss looks so beautiful, are you interested in entering the entertainment industry?"
Xu Yan smiled and shook his head: "She'a still in high school, don't laugh at Su."
They think so. Generally, this kind of wealthy family will inherit the family business in the future. I'm not sure that even Chen Xing will belong to her in the future. Isn't that the future little boss?
You can get a good impression early.
Xu Zhexing politely greeted her future employees. Xu Yan looked at his watch and said to her: "I'm going to see a producer. On a more formal occasion, I can't take you. Go to my office. Don't run around again and write your winter homework obediently when you are bored."
He also told the assistant: "Take her to my office, and help her order lunch from the cafeteria. It's cold outside."
Wu Zhiyun, the company's agent, listened immediately and answered, "Mr. Xu, this is your fault. Xu Jiexing is here for a trip to the company. Yet you still ask her to write homework?"
He smiled and looked at Xu Jiexing: "Uncle will take the artist to the theater for a while, do you want to play with me?"
Xu Zhexing was really interested, and nodded: "Okay!"
Xu Yan saw her interest, but did not stop it. He only told Wu Zhiyun to be bothersome, and reminded Xu Jiexing not to be naughty. Both of them answered, Xu Jiexing Gao Xingxing followed Wu Zhiyun to the underground parking lot.
The car is a Mercedes-Benz business car. Xu Yan never saves money on the facade. In all things, it gives outsiders the feeling that the stars are rich, the background is rich, and the face is very special.
As soon as she walked to the car, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Jinjin was sat inside, looking at them incredulously and angrily, her voice sharply distorted: "Brother Yun! What are you doing with her?!"
Wu Zhiyun just said, "Xu Jiexing..."
Zhao Jinjin interrupted her with a scream: "You said that this character can't be robbed by anyone from all over the company! What do you mean now?! The company promised so well when they signed me, why are you treating me like this now?!"
Wu Zhiyun: "..."
Xu Jiexing: "..."
Five minutes later.
Zhao Jinjin shivered and curled up on the seat: "Miss, are you thirsty? Do you drink coke?"
Xu Jiexing: "..."
Wu Zhiyun turned his head from the co-pilot: "How many times have I forbidden you from drinking coke! Give me the coke!"
The assistant silently took out the coke in the bag.
Zhao Jinjin was aggrieved and said: "That's sugar-free."
Wu Zhiyun: "You can't do without sugar! Give me all carbonated drinks! Only mineral water will be allowed in the future!"
Xu Zhexing couldn't stand it anymore, she rescued the little pitiful girl: "Give me, I'll drink."
The assistant quickly smiled and handed her the coke. Xu Jiexing slowly unscrewed the cap and deflated. After Wu Zhiyun sat back, she secretly stuffed it into Zhao Jinjin's hand and said, "Take a sip."
Zhao Jinjin's favorability towards this young lady was rubbed biubiubiu up.
Woo, woo, Brother Yun is right. Her temper must be changed. She can't just listen to the wind and rain. Thank god the young miss didn't want revenge, or she'll be kept in the basement for ten thousand years.
Xu Jiexing looked at her trembling, thinking that she had been frightened by her rumors for so long today, but did not feel angry. After all, in her eyes, Zhao Jinjin was a little sister who was only twenty years old, and she had to be tolerant to her juniors. Well.
And she looks so good, so she should be a little temperamental.
She took the initiative to break the embarrassment: "What drama are you going to try today?"
Zhao Jinjin hurriedly told her about the play she wanted to play and the role she wanted to try. Xu Jiexing feels that many things have changed since she was born again. She has never heard of this drama that Zhao Jinjin wants to try.
What she wants to try is the female number three. Although the performance is not as good as the female one and the female two, but she wins the prize, and she is a newcomer. This resource is already very good for her.
Xu Zixing heard her talk and found it very interesting. She cheered her up: "Come on! This character will definitely be popular."
They chatted all the way to the sky, and soon arrived at the theater. When getting off, there were several commercial vehicles parked around, and there were female artists crowded with assistants before and after.
Wu Zhiyun took the initiative to explain: "Everyone wants to act in Guo Dao's play, and there are many competitors."
Xu Jiexing nodded.
The women fighting for No. 3 are basically newcomers, arranged to wait for a trial in a common lounge. Xu Jiexing looked around and thought that Zhao Jinjin was the best looking. She also saw several familiar faces, all of whom are regulars in future TV series.
She was having a good time alone, when a harsh voice sounded next to her: "Now some people really have no self-knowledge. They dare to come anywhere and dare to try any drama."
Xu Jiexing turned her head and looked at an artist who was about the same size as Zhao Jinjin. After she had finished speaking, the man next to the agent also smiled and said, "Of course, people from the small workshop want to rub the past Point light."
Xu Zhexing hadn't had any reaction yet, but as soon as she saw the agent, she exploded.
Isn't this dog thing S-Star's agent? ? ?
That indulgent Chong Feng who made black rumors, forced Cen Feng to backfire for his teammates and suppress Cen Feng's resources! ! !
Xu Zhaixing resisted the urge to pounce and tear him up, turned her head and asked Wu Zhiyun: "Zhongtian's?"
Wu Zhiyuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes. Recently, the star resources needed by Chen Xing have conflicted with their artists. Several plays have been taken away by our artists. Every time they meet, they mock Chen Xing as a small workshop. No countertops."
Having finished speaking, I saw Xu Jiexing looking up and down, left and right.
Zhao Jinjin asked: "Miss, what are you looking for?"
Xu Jiexing expressionless: "What about my sword?"
Zhao Jinjin and Wu Zhiyun held her in horror.
Going to the sky, hurting me to love beans, insulting my company, I want you all to die! ! !
She took a few deep breaths and forced herself to calm down. The drama crew shouted at the door: "Xie Ling No. 3, came in for an audition."
A few people in Zhongtian walked by immediately. As soon as they entered, several other newcomers waiting for the trial in the lounge whispered. Zhao Jinjin also lowered her voice and said to Xu Jiexing: "I heard that Guo Dao is very fond of Xie Ling and still praises her as a new generation at the dinner table. The best of all, everyone thinks that this time the role is mostly hers."
After talking, I heard Xu Zixing coldly said: "So what are you doing here?"
Zhao Jinjin was speechless for a while.
Xu Jiexing glanced at her and suddenly called her name: "Zhao Jinjin!"
Zhao Jinjin was shocked, and her body was sitting upright, staring at the young lady who was clearly smaller than herself but stronger than herself.
Xu Jiexing stared at her, saying, "If you can win this role, I will give you an international top fashion resource."
Miss personally sent a message to send resources! ! !
Zhao Jinjin was shocked.
The door opened quickly, Xie Ling came out, and the staff shouted: "No. 4 Zhao Jinjin, come in."
Zhao Jinjin stood up.
She glanced down at Xu Zhexing, her firm gaze slowly passing by Xie Ling, and then to all other competitors present, then she walked in with great spirit.
Xie Ling had already sat back. Zhao Jinjin looked strange and uncomfortable. She turned around and asked the agent unhappy: "What does her eyes mean?"
The agent hadn't answered yet, and there was a chilling voice beside him.
"She meant that she didn't target anyone, she meant everyone here ..."
The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw the little girl sitting next to them staring grimly at them, hooking the corner of her mouth, saying one word after another:
"All, yes, rubbish, rubbish."
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Chapter 19:
The scene was silent.
All were stunned by Xu Jiaxing's arrogance.
Wu Zhiyun suddenly understood what Xu Yan's uneasy eyes meant before leaving. Miss, your scope of ridicule is too wide...
Zhongtian's agent was also dumbfounded.
He saw that the person was brought by Wu Zhiyun. By default, Xu Jiexing was a newcomer who came to the trial together. After so many years in the industry, when has he seen such an arrogant newcomer?
It is simply not taught by the society to be a man!
After the reaction, he immediately learned a lesson: "Small workshops are small workshops, and the people brought out do not know what is humility and upbringing! The newcomers dare to be so rampant. In the future, if there is a little fame, don't big names play the sky?"
Wu Zhiyun could not see the little boss being stunned, but he was going to be angry immediately. As a result, Xu Zhexing patted his shoulder and he calmed down.
I saw that she leaned back and slowly raised Erlang's legs, and said in a hurry: "The old hooligan is the old hooligan, the upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked. The broker is not a good thing, and the artist he brought out is also crooked. It is embarrassing to be a traitor."
Wu Zhiyun: "..."
His previous impression of Miss seemed a little misunderstood.
The agent of Zhongtian was really killed. I didn't expect this little newcomer to dare to yell at Jim self, but her agent didn't even pull it out, and was also giving her a cheering look? ? ?
Is the way you take Chenxing to lead artists so brutal? ? ?
He was so angry that he almost couldn't scold it anymore: "You ... just like you who have no quality and no education, and you want to be a star ?! Lower the level of our circle!"
As a result, Xu Jiexing said: "I don't want to be a star, I just want to be your dad."
The agent of Zhongtian didn't come up in a single breath, and almost passed by.
Xie Ling was really angry and scared next to him, he helped the agent with his assistant, and scolded Xu Jiexing sharply: "Bitch! Shut up!"
She didn't control her volume, and the actresses around who was waiting for the audition couldn't believe it. Xu Jiexing looked at Wu Zhiyun pitifully and helplessly: "Woo woo woo woo, uncle, she scolded me."
Wu Zhiyun: "............"
Xie Ling: "............"
After the performance of the eldest lady, it's time to for him to come in. Wu Zhiyun immediately touched Xu Jiexing's head with compassion, and then scolded: "The little age is dirty! When is this place, can you come to the wild? Zhongtian Is this how to teach people? "
There was also a lot of discussion around. Xie Ling's sentence just now really shocked people. Which female celebrity dare to curse so much? Later, it became known as a casual material, that is, black material that can't be washed away for a lifetime.
Xie Ling stared at Xu Jiexing, who was grieved, and was so angry that she was going to collapse. But reason finally defeated his emotions. You can't get out of control anymore, you can't let others see your jokes.
She gritted her teeth and sat back, not speaking again.
Xu Jiexing waited for a while without saying anything, and said to Wu Zhiyun with regret: "I haven't worked hard yet, and she already fell."
Wu Zhiyun: "?"
Xu Jiexing said seriously: "However, her emotional control is very powerful, let Zhao Jinjin learn something. If it was her, I guess she'd rush up to fight by now."
Wu Zhiyun: "..."
You are right.
Xu Jiexing sat back again, looking at the audition room with her chin in her hands, thinking a bit sadly, alas, she felt like a villain every day.
After a while, Zhao Jinjin came out and found that the atmosphere was not right. She asked blankly, "What did I miss?"
Xu Jiexing: "You missed my highlight moment."
Wu Zhiyun: "............"
Silly girl, do you know how lucky you were that you weren't being beaten this morning?
Xu's house, the devil's house, in the future he must be conscientious, sincere, and work hard.
Xu Zhexing happily waved at Zhao Jinjin, and waited for her to sit down and asked, "How was it? Can you get it?"
Zhao Jinjin did not dare to boast in front of the young lady and conservatively said: "I don't know, but I absolutely played it just now."
Xu Jiexing doesn't mind: "It's okay, wait for the result."
Guo Dao has always been the one who decided the results of the auditions. 20 minutes after all the artists tried out, the crew came out with the script.
Everyone knew that he was here to announce the result, and they were all nervous. Xu Jiexing couldn't help but play drums in her heart. You are so cool, you have to face the crematorium, Zhao Jinjin, you must give it a try!
Zhao Jinjin suddenly grabbed her hand, her palms were sweaty. She trembled and whispered, "Miss, if I didn't succeed, don't blame me! Don't hide me from this!"
Xu Jiexing was amused by her: "Relax, I ..."
They heard: "Zhao Jinjin, come and get the script."
Had she not been pulled by Xu Zhexing, Zhao Jinjin almost would've jumped up.
Other artists had a little regret and said goodbye before leaving. Only Zhongtian's team atmosphere was stiff. Everyone's face was very ugly, and the footsteps hurried away.
In the entire lounge, only Chen Xing was left. Wu Zhiyun accompanied Zhao Jinjin to get the script, went in to meet the director, and discussed the next schedule.
When they came out, Zhao Jinjin looked at Xu Jiexing's red eyes and choked with sobs: "Miss, thank you. If you didn't inspire me, I would definitely not be able to take this role today. I'll make money for the company!"
Xu Jiexing felt that the girl was quite temperamental, and all her emotions were real. She should cry and laugh, and she shouldn't do anything. Xu Yan's eyes were really powerful.
She promised, and she asked expectantly: "When will you give me the fashion resources you talked about?"
Xu Jiexing: "..."
On the way back, Xu Zhexing said in the car that she wanted to participate in the Paris Fashion Design Competition semi-finals. "After the skirt is made, the model needs to wear it and go to the catwalk show. The scale of this competition is international and worldwide. Fashion media and magazines will gather. Although the focus is on design, the exposure of models is also very high."
Zhao Jinjin heard this and her mouth open into an 0.
Wu Zhiyun was also inconceivable: "Xu Jiexing entered the semi-finals? Did you design it yourself?" After asking the question, he found it ambiguous, and quickly found a supplement: "It's too powerful at a young age."
Zhao Jinjin was excited for a long time, and was nervous when she thought of something: "But I won't show."
Xu Zixing comforted her: "I still have three months to practice. I don't want to go to Victoria's Secret. By the way, coke really can't be drank. After a while, I'll go back to measure your figure, and make it according to your ratio. You need to keep your figure in shape."
Zhao Jinjin nodded again and again.
By the time Xu Yan returned to the company, Xu Zhexing had already done her homework in his office.
She didn't know that Wu Zhiyun had already confided and repeated what happened in the theater today with Xu Yan. She was so good and was obedient and l di n't do anything: "Brother, are you back? How was the talk with the producer?"
Xu Yan took off his suit jacket and pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache. He squeezed the weather for a while, but walked over to poke her head with his finger: "You won't stop even for a day."
Xu Jiexing knew what he was talking about and smiled: "I sing a red face and you sing a white face. There will definitely be cooperation with them in the future. I will help you beat and beat to let them know that we have a lot of stars and save them from bullying you."
Xu Yan: "So I have to thank you?"
Xu Jiexing: "It's all for the company. There's no need to thank me."
Xu Yan: "..."
In this battle, Xu Zhexing was famous in the company, and her heroic deeds were spread in the company group chat. Everyone felt a sigh of relief. After all, people who met Zhongtian at work were ridiculed by their yin and yang. On one hand, I couldn't help but worry that Miss was so sturdy when she was so young. Will she succeed in enslaving them in the future?
At this time, Zhao Jinjin, as a big fan of the young lady, will come out to explain to the main leader: "Our young Miss will be good and forgiving to her own people! She's hard to outsiders and soft to us!"
Chenxing staff: "..."
To please the future boss, this need not be the case.
Zhao Jinjin: "You don't understand!!! Ms. Woo, Miss Madam is really good, she is so good..."
In the next few days, Xu Zhexing has been walking in the major fabric markets, looking for suitable materials for making skirts and starting to do the right thing.
When the snow in City B stopped, Mother and Father Xu called and asked when Xu Zhaixing would go home.
All the materials she needed were almost bought, and school was about to begin again. Xu Yan booked a ticket for her at noon the next day and was ready to send her away.
Although the snow stopped, the weather was still cold and gloomy. Taking advantage of Xu Yan's needing to sign documents, she secretly ran out of the house holding a glass sugar bowl that she had bought a few days earlier.
It was in the evening, although the weather was bad, but dinner still had to be eaten, and the night market was a bit more lively.
When Xu Jiexing walked to the place where Cen Feng usually sang while holding the sugar bowl, she saw that he was not there.
She stood and stared at the empty triangle for a while, sighing slightly, then pushed open the glass door of the small grocery store next door.
This grocery store mainly sells Xiaodong Xiaoxi, which girls like. Hairpin bracelet chocolate candy has everything. The decoration is very small and fresh. The owner is a young girl who hears the wind bell and smiles: "Welcome."
Xu Jiexing walked straight towards her, politely said: "Hello, I want to ask you to do me a favor."
Ten minutes later, she came out of the shop empty-handed, once again took a deep look at the triangular area covered with fallen leaves. She held her hand to her mouth and exhaled, pushed it back into the jacket, and turned away.
She didn't see that on the opposite sidewalk, the teenager stood with a guitar on his back, hiding in the shadow of the winter night, looking at her back motionlessly.
Until she disappeared into the crowd.
After a while, Cen Feng walked across the sidewalk, walked to the grocery store, and pushed it in.
The owner raised his head: "Welcome." Seeing the person coming, she smiled and said, "It's you."
Cen Feng has been playing the guitar outside her shop all the year round. She has long known his face. Although she doesn't know his name, and she feels that others are not close enough, it does not prevent her from admiring his handsomeness.
Cen Feng approached straight and asked quietly, "What did the girl in the red down jacket just tell you?"
The shopkeeper was a little hesitant, but Cen Feng's was too oppressive, and she finally relented. She helplessly took out a glass sugar jar under the cabinet, and five hundred dollars.
"The little girl gave me this sugar jar and asked me to send you a piece of sugar every night. These five hundred dollars are my labor costs. Well, I'll give it to you. I'm too lazy to bother."
Cen Feng looked at the glass sugar bowl.
The jar is beautifully made, with colorful flowers in it, and candies of all tastes.
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Chapter 20:
He actually doesn't like sugar.
It's just that at a very young age, children have a natural love for sugar and want to eat candy. But that man didn't buy it for him. He spent a dime to eat, drink, and gamble. He couldn't eat enough food, let alone sugar.
He looked at the colorful fruit candy in the hands of the town children and swallowed it quietly. After they peeled the sugar paper and threw it on the ground, he secretly picked up the sugar paper and licked it.
One winter, the mayor sent an expensive jar of coffee candy to their house and was placed on the second floor of the cabinet by the man. Near the Chinese New Year, he went out to play cards again, betting that even a three-year-old son at home had forgotten that he had not returned home for two days.
Cen Feng was hungry in bed for two days.
There is nothing at home, only the pot of coffee candy on the cupboard. A child so small, skinny, pushed a stool higher than him in front of the cabinet, stepped on the stool and climbed up, opening the sugar jar.
He was afraid of being beaten, and dared not eat too much. He only ate two, and he obligedly screwed up the lid and put it back. The candy was in his mouth, so sweet, he couldn't chew it, it was so contained, he fell asleep.
Finally, he was awakened.
The man didn't know when he would come back. On the table was the coffee candy that was opened by him, and he was kicked and hit with a scolding voice. "Don't exchange money for food! Did Lao Tzu tell you! You hungry ghost beggar, see if I kill you!"
After the fight, he still seemed to be upset, picked him up from the bed and pressed it against the table.
Then he opened the jar of coffee candy, grabbed a handful of them, pinched his chin to force him to open his mouth, and crammed all the half jars of coffee into his mouth like crazy.
The candy covered his mouth, tearing the corners of his mouth and choked him to death.
Since then, Cen Feng has stopped eating sugar.
For a long time, he didn't even dare to eat sweet things, and he would feel physiological nausea when he smelled it.
Later, it gradually recovered, and treats sweets as a tonic for bitter life. I drink very sweet milk tea and eat very sweet cakes, but still don't touch a piece of sugar.
The sound of hard candy crushing his teeth would still make him sick.
Fans see that he likes to eat sweets, thinking that he also likes to eat sugar, always giving him a lot of sweets. He would accept it with a smile, then put it in the locker, never opened it again.
The colorful sugar paper in the glass jar reflected the colorful light.
The female shopkeeper looked at him with a little fear, and pushed the sugar bowl forward: "You take it away."
Cen Feng looked down, stared at the sugar bowl for a while, and suddenly looked up and said, "When she comes next time, you tell her that I haven't been here again and give it back."
The shopkeeper was stunned: "Ah? You won't take it?"
He had no emotion: "No, don't tell her I've been here."
After talking, he turned his back on his guitar and left.
There was a string of purple wind chimes hanging at the door of the shop. When pushing the door, a clear and nice bell rang out. When the door was pushed halfway, he stopped, paused, and folded back.
The female shopkeeper looked at him with a little surprise.
Cen Feng reached out, opened the lid of the sugar bowl, took a red sugar from the inside, closed the lid again, and pushed it inside, still the calm and watery appearance: "Trouble you."
The female shopkeeper quickly waved her hand: "No trouble, no trouble."
He nodded slightly, dragged the sugar in his palm, and pushed the door open.
When he walked outside the door, he met a man who would stop and listen to him sing a few songs every time after work, and greeted him friendly: "Hi, brother, I haven't seen you for a while. Are you singing today?"
Cen Feng glanced at the fallen leaves and shook his head: "I won't sing anymore today." He paused and said, "I won't come here to sing anymore."
The man was a little disappointed: "Are you leaving? Hey, I wish you a big star soon."
He smiled and walked the winter night street with his guitar on his back.
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Xu Zhexing returned to S City not long after starting school.
The unfinished homework for the winter vacation was written by Cheng You over the past two days. When Cheng You copied her homework, she took a cloth ruler and tailored the shears, and repaired and removed the shears there.
The prototype of the skirt has already been made, and Cheng You asked her doubtfully: "Xu Jiexing, can you really make the skirt from the painting? Don't you only sew Barbie doll clothes at most?"
Xu Jiexing: "Children should do their homework quietly. Don't disturb the adults to when they do things."
Cheng You: "Who am I doing homework for!!!"
Xu Jiexing "Obviously, take you to eat fried chicken in a while, and eat big pieces."
Or how about being a kid, a piece of fried chicken immediately made her quiet.
After school started, Xu Zhexing was even more busy. This skirt was her hard work for several years. Even a broken diamond on the skirt was stitched by herself, even without the hands of others.
Sometimes, when Mother Xu wanted to help, she was kicked out and stood in the doorway and said to Father Xu with exclamation: "When she used to move Barbie dolls home without money, who would have thought that she had the ability now?"
After the spring, the weather picked up, and the branches on the street had sprouts. Xu Jiexing's skirt was finally completed and was airlifted to City B before the competition.
She went to ask the class teacher for a leave and explained the reason. The class teacher agreed immediately and wished her good results.
Of course, Xu Yan came to pick her up this time.
He put on a thin spring shirt. He had long legs and narrow waist, and a lot of girls were secretly watching him along the way. Xu Zixing said contemplatively, "Brother, why don't you pack yourself and give yourself a debut. You are really more and more handsome than the male artists of our company!"
Xu Yan glanced at her: "I think your skill at playing tricks is getting stronger."
Xu Jiexing: "... I sincerely praised you, but what do you say to me?"
The two of them walked all the way to the parking lot. From afar, they saw the window come down, and someone sat inside and waved happily at her.
As soon as she approached, Zhao Jinjin quickly got out of the car and said happily, "Miss, long time no see."
Xu Zixing also smiled: "Why are you here?"
The two got on the car, and Zhao Jinjin said: "Mr. Xu asked me to go home with you to try on the skirt!"
Xu Jiexing looked up and down at her for a while: "You kept a good figure. You have more lines than before, and your skin is better than before!"
Zhao Jinjin proudly said: "Of course!" She extended a finger and said pitifully: "I haven't even drunk a coke in these months."
Xu Jiexing was about to die.
Xu Jiexing sent a mannequin to Xu Yan's house. Xu Yan kept it very well according to the requirements, what it was like when it was sent, is what it is now.
Zhao Jinjin originally told her to laugh, but after entering the house and seeing the skirt, the whole person could not speak.
Her eyes were so excited that they were dizzy. She asked Xu Jiexing inconceivably: "Miss, did you make this?! Oh my god, this skirt is too beautiful! It is more luxurious than the one I wore on the red carpet last time. Beautiful! Ah, can I really wear this skirt? Am I qualified? Can I really?! "
Xu Jiexing closed the bedroom door: "You can! Take it off!"
Zhao Jinjin tore off her coat bravely.
The skirt is made according to the proportion of her figure, and all traces fit the curve of her body. Xu Zhexing admired the beauty's devil figure for free. After helping her change her skirt, she simply played with her hair.
Zhao Jinjin had only one sentence throughout the journey: "Why are you so powerful."
After putting it on, Xu Zhexing took a closer look to see if there was any need to adjust it. It turned out that it was not used at all and was perfect.
She opened the door and asked Xu Yan to look at it.
Xu Yan looked up and down because of the excitement and trembling of Zhao Jinjin, he nodded willingly: "Yes, let's go get the prize."
Zhao Jinjin was crying with excitement: "I've never worn such a beautiful skirt, I feel so expensive..."
Xu Jiexing clapped her hands: "Look at this, hey, take two steps, you take two steps! Stop shaking!"
Zhao Jinjin shuddered and walked twice, and found that wearing a skirt and not wearing a catwalk was not a concept at all. She has been training very well these past few months, how can she not walk away wearing a skirt!
She said to Xu Jiexing without tears, "I'm so scared to wear it. Would I drop the diamond while walking?"
Xu Jiexing stared at her coolly: "Do you think you are Yue Yong · Ice Crystal Butterfly Ling · Zi Mengxue Ya Shaoxue, will tears turn into pearls when you cry?"
Zhao Jinjin: "Who?"
In the next few days, Xu Jiexing let Zhao Jinjin wear a skirt to practice the catwalk. Wu Zhiyun specially asked Zhao Jinjin to learn with a model teacher beforehand. She was spiritual enough and learned things quickly. After a few days of practice, she adapted to the dress. The sense of complexity that comes here is a bit different.
Soon it will be an official game.
The competition venue is set in the famous show in City B, and the stage was started as early as a few months ago. There are two rounds of the competition, the rematch and the final, but there is no gap between them. The rematch is mainly to see whether the designer presents the works on the drawings and the performance of the model.
After the screening of the semi-finals, they will immediately enter the final, which is comparable to the designer's skills.
When Xu Yan sent the two to the entrance of the participating designers, he could not continue to follow. Only the designer and the model could enter. He patted Xu Jiexing's head and said nothing else: "Come on."
Xu Jiexing nodded with pride.
In the international competitions, the individual distribution is very reasonable. A group of eight players are arranged in the same large-scale dressing room. Each has its own dressing table and dressing room. It is not crowded, avoiding many conflicts.
Xu Jiexing was on the 27th. When she entered with Zhao Jinjin according to the signs, the designers who were already busy in the room were all stunned.
Xu Zhexing didn't dress on purpose. She even faced the sky, pierced her ponytail, wore sweatpants and stepped in with white sneakers. It looked like a child who was not yet a teenager.
But there was a brand of the participating designer hanging on her chest, and a "27" brand was attached to her waist.
Those who can enter the semi-finals are at least young and graduated from college. When did they have children?
They all looked at Xu Zhexing with surprise and wonder. If the contestants were still anonymous until now, they would have to wonder if this was the back door.
A male designer with a beard and a makeup brush applying makeup to his model couldn't help but say hello to her: "My dear, how old are you, little girl?"
Xu Zhexing politely said: "I'm sixteen."
A flat trough is flushed in the room.
The man was startled: "Genius." He glanced at Zhao Jinjin holding the skirt behind him, and he said for a long time, "You are not that ... that ..." The one did not say the name for a long time, and slapped his head, pointing Pointing to the room behind: "Go and change your clothes. The changing room on the 27th is there."
Xu Jiexing went straight after passing the two.
As soon as she entered the small space and closed the door, Zhao Jinjin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered, "I thought someone would trouble us and opened up the battle all the way."
She is not well-known in the circle. Every time she goes to an event, she will encounter something unpleasant. She thought it was the same this time.
Xu Zhexing said while helping her to put on a skirt: "Most designers have arrogance, we have good luck and did not encounter a villain."
She couldn't help but say, "Miss, it's so nice to follow you, no one will bully me."
In these words, it shows how much bitterness is in the entertainment industry.
Xu Zhexing took a finger and whispered for a long time: "Chen Xing will become stronger, believe me. It will take a few years for those who have bullied you to look up to you. We will all become stronger."
We will all become stronger and then protect those who we want to protect.