Chapter 21:
As soon as Xu Jiexing and Zhao Jinjin entered the dressing room, they discussed it outside.
The man who just greeted Xu Jiexing just now is Annan. He used to be an editor in top fashion magazines, and he knows most of the designers and models in this room.
As the door closed: "My dear, sixteen years old, this should be the youngest one in so many seasons, right?"
Another answered: "The round that entered the quarter-finals is estimated to be the smallest one that has not run."
Annan sighed: "The afterlife is awesome."
Designing this industry is not a line of diligence. It values talent very much. It is right to say that 99% of talent plus 1% of effort.
Sometimes professional plus experience is not as good as a flash of light.
You can enter the semi-finals at the age of sixteen. That must be a gift. When they chatted, they couldn't hide the envy in their words. The female designer who has not spoken on the far side of the dressing table and made hairstyles for the model coldly said: "The line draft can enter the match, but the finished product may not be qualified. The design talent is very important, but the practical ability is not supported by talent. Boasting the heavens."
Annan's personal aesthetic has always liked the beautiful girl of vitality. The little girl who just came in has just grown up in his aesthetic point. Listening to the ridiculous, he can't help but pass: "If people dare to come, it means that it is worthwhile If you don't pass, she will know when she comes out. Even if the finished product is not good, the 16-year-old line draft can already enter the rematch."
The female designer knew that she had a wide range of pulses, and her face was a little ugly. She sneered and said nothing.
But it is also true.
In addition to the finished clothes, the competition stipulates that the makeup and hair of the model from head to toe must also be handled by the designer, and it is not allowed to fake the hands of others. In this way, a complete work is presented.
Although the female model who followed just now looked pretty, she wore her hair and obviously had only a make-up base and lipstick on her face. After changing clothes, she had to design hairstyle and make-up for the model.
Annan couldn't help but worry about the little girl he met.
As he was thinking, the door of the dressing room opened.
All designers stopped the movements in their hands and looked at over in unison.
Zhao Jinjin walked out in the dress, Xu Jiexing crouched behind her to take care of the skirt, pointing to the dressing table on the 27th: "Sit over these. Put your hands down, you won't step on!"
Zhao Jinjin let go of her hands obediently, and the gauze on the waist slipped like water lines, and the skirt behind her slowly unfolded with her pace. For a moment, the room was full of starlight.
The eyes of everyone including the models fell on Zhao Jinjin alone.
The gaze has only one meaning.
So beautiful.
From top to bottom, from white to light, the dark blue of the gradual night sky, to the skirt melting into ink, dotted with broken diamonds, like a feather coat. They don't know if the skirt is more beautiful, or the person is more beautiful. Set off against each other, reflect each other, beauty is eclipsed all around. For a long time, Annan murmured a sentence: "I am a good boy."
He didn't change the makeup anymore. He walked over a few steps and squatted directly behind Zhao Jinjin. He saw the waist from the back to the skirt, and finally his eyes fell on the skirt filled with broken diamonds.
There are at least thousands of them.
He turned his head and asked Xu Jiexing, who opened the makeup case: "Are these all sewn by hand?"
The difference between manual and machine is still obvious in their eyes.
Xu Jiexing nodded.
Annan sighed incredulously: "If I were to sew so many drills, my eyes would be blind. It's good to be young."
Everyone was convinced as soon as the skirt appeared, and Annan was so fond of this little girl now that he stood up quickly and gave her a business card: "Know me, my name is Annan. I will contact you in the future!"
The business card is written by the editor-in-chief of Lizhang, and Xu Jiexing's turned her head in awe.
Isn't this one of the next four major journals?
No, at this time, Likan has not developed into the four major journals, and is still struggling on the brink of transformation because of the impact of new media. Fans were very excited when the marketing number had painted Lijian's cake for S-Star before. Xu Jiexing didn't understand what the magazine cover meant for the star. She had done her homework specifically. Broken news.
Who said who would turn the tide, abandon the past style, break everything and start from scratch, then revived Lijian.
Who is who? forget.
She put away the business card and reached out politely: "Hello, my name is Xu Jiexing. I don't have a business card."
Annan smiled and shook hands with her: "Are you still a student?"
Xu Jiexing nodded: "Yes, I'm in high school."
Annan cheered her: "Children, cheer up. By the way, can you do make up and hair?"
Xu Jiexing gave him a wink: "Yes, brother, go be busy, your model is still waiting for you."
Annan was in his thirties and had already passed her elder brother's age. She was shouted with excitement from her elder brother and took her to another level.
Zhao Jinjin looked at all this through the mirror and couldn't help but whisper to Xu Zhexing who was holding her puff and started to put on her makeup: "What brother? He can obviously be your uncle."
Xu Jiexing poked her face and bit her ear and said, "Then he will be unhappy."
When I first graduated with makeup, I also called someone who was twenty years older than myself. This is the workplace survival criterion.
Zhao Jinjin's heart: Miss is awesome. Miss is so cute to be careful.
Xu Zhexing put on a good base and began to concentrate on applying makeup to her.
Zhao Jinjin closed her eyes and asked a little anxiously, "Miss, can you do make up? Or should I do it myself? Can you tell which one is an eyebrow pencil and which is an eyeliner?"
Xu Jiexing: "Shut up, I know."
Zhao Jinjin: "Aren't you high school students not allowed to wear makeup? I didn't know how to apply lipstick till I was in college. Are you so high school students now? Does the teaching director care?"
Xu Jiexing: "If you talk again, I will turn you into a flower."
Zhao Jinjin finally shut up.
Annan came early. At this time, the model's makeup and hair were all done. Let the model sit on the sofa to rest, and ran to Xu Jiexing to observe.
At first glance, the little girl's make-up is too skillful. Not only skilled, but also fast. At first, he looked at the two thin eyebrows on Zhao Jinjin's face. He had some objections. This is not a popular eyebrow shape, and the eye makeup is not easy to match. Consider whether to give guidance.
As the eye makeup gradually took shape, he knew he was wrong.
Xu Jiexing's eye makeup hue is obviously biased towards the Chinese style. The pair of uncoordinated curvy thin eyebrows instantly became the finishing touch, making the model's entire face graceful.
Annan couldn't help but ask: "What's the name of this dress?"
Xu Jiexing squatted halfway down, and used a pen to point a cinnabar mole in the corner of Zhao Jinjin's eyes, and whispered, "Feitian."
Annan clapped his hands: "I said, this dress has a little meaning of feather coat, feather coat is flying, it's not that!"
With the gradual shaping of the makeup, Annan's eyes became even more stunning, and he couldn't help asking: "I haven't seen it before. This color is so good and new."
Xu Jiexing said, "Isn't it? I used the aesthetic ten years from now."
Several other designers have been listening to Annan asking questions from east to west, but they couldn't help but leave the model to run and watch. Zhao Jinjin said with half her eyes open: "Why are you doing? Don't steal from the teacher! This is my family miss' unique secret!"
Annan stared at her for so long, finally remembering who she was: "Eh, I know you. Aren't you the little snake demon in Taohuatan! What's your name Zhao..?"
Zhao Jinjin said: "Zhao Jinjin! Relish Jinjin, what little snake demon? I called Qing Ling!"
Annan laughed a little apologetically, "Okay, I remember. Aren't you an actress, how did you become a model? Are you mixing in the fashion circle? What did you call Xu Jiexing?"
Zhao Jinjin said tiredly: "You have too many questions."
Then she closed his eyes and said nothing.
Xu Zhexing: Yes, if the chatter encounters another chatter, there will always be a surrender.
After finishing the makeup, Xu Jiexing began to work on the hairstyle. She did Zhao Jinjin's long hair with a gauze of the same color and began to curl her bun. Annan didn't know how she turned her smooth hair into such a complicated and beautiful bun.
Zhao Jinjin's beautiful swan neck and butterfly bones are all exposed. The whole person is really like a fairy who is about to fly, no matter the skirt or makeup hair, she is full of fairy spirit.
Annan looked back at her model and said sadly: "I doubt you are going to win the championship."
Xu Jiexing clenched her fists: "Big Brother's words are too heavy."
After finishing her makeup, Zhao Jinjin took a full photo in the mirror for a few minutes, and finally concluded: "I am too beautiful, I am not a good man." She stared at Xu Jiexing, "Miss, if you were mine, how good would my hair and makeup be."
Xu Jiexing tidyed up the makeup box: "Are you scorning the current makeup stylist? Then I'll ask my brother to change it for you."
Zhao Jinjin: "Hey, no matter how useful it is, it's not you."
Xu Jiexing smiled and hurried her to the sofa to rest.
The design is complete and the model will soon be on the stage. Xu Jiexing ranked 27th. It gave Zhao Jinjin a lot of preparation time.
The surrounding models are all professional. Some powerful designers even invited supermodels. Compared with Zhao Jinjin, she is a layman. She is inevitably nervous.
Xu Jiexing filled her with chicken soup and said "They are not as beautiful as you, and beauty is justice" before she finally calmed down.
When it was the fourth group, Xu Jiexing walked with her to the back of the entrance and lined up, arranged the skirt for her, and compared her with a cheering gesture, she stepped aside to watch the show broadcasted on the screen.
Soon, the host's voice came in front of her: "The next step on the T stage is the work of designer 27, 'Flying Sky.'"
Zhao Jinjin took a deep breath, lifted her chin, and walked out.
All the people under the T stage are full of people, and the white light flashes steadily, but her eyes are not squinted. Her expression management is in place, like a noble fairy from head to toe. After five seconds of positioning, she walks from tail to tail. Two-minute show.
When standing in front, she did not miss the appreciation and shock in the row of judges.
When she reached backstage, she rushed to hold Xu Jiexing: "Miss! Stable! Absolutely stable!"
Xu Jiexing also praised her: "It's a great walk!"
The next step is to wait for the results.
Zhao Jinjin hadn't eaten until now. She only drank a few sips of water. Xu Jiexing didn't know where to find a box of yogurt for her to drink. After drinking, she replenished her lips.
Annan's work display is also over. He is familiar with this piece, and he went to the media magazine area under the T stage to shake it. When he came back, he gave Xu Jiexing a thumbs up: "Basically, it is about flying." He glanced at Zhao Jinjin who was paralyzed on the sofa. "And you. You are going to be hot."
Zhao Jinjin: "Want to drink wide, want to eat spicy hot."
Xu Jiexing remembered a hot and spicy food that she passed every time she went to the night market to find Cen Feng. The business was particularly good, and the smell was very fragrant. She said to her: "I'll take you to eat tonight, don't tell Yun Ge."
Zhao Jinjin's eyes were bright, and she swallowed her saliva.
An hour later, after all the models were done, the finals list came out. This is good for foreign sponsors. It is very fast-paced. Unlike domestic ones, they are always engaged in formalism and the process is terrible.
All designers and models are waiting at the entrance, listening to the host announce the list, and went out one by one.
Xu Jiexing's name was read out the ninth.
She looked at Zhao Jinjin and walked out hand in hand.
The T stage has been replaced with a spacious stage, and the interest of the No. 27's flying sky dress is the highest. When they heard the name, they cheered and applauded.
As a result, after Xu Jiexing came out, the group of people froze.
Wait, this little sister... looks a little small?
Even the host was stunned for a few seconds, but the response on the spot was strong, and immediately said: "It's surprising that our designer No. 27 was so young. It's amazing you've made it here."
Xu Jiexing followed Zhao Jinjin, and the host then announced the remaining list.
This is the first time she stood on the stage that she had always dream of. It's false to say that she was not excited. But there are probably too many things that she has experienced in recent years, and her ability to control emotions has also become stronger.
She even saw Xu Yan sitting in the second row.
The two looked at each other, Xu Yan smiled and gave her a thumbs-up.
She couldn't help laughing,
The camera just moved to her, and her smile appeared on the big screen.
The young and immature girl, the facial features have not all been defined. Her face is still has little fat, but her bright eyes and teeth smiled, like the sun turned into dandelion, gently falling softly on people's hearts.
Cheers rose and the media snapped at her.
A total of 20 people entered the finals, and the designers will explain their works in turn, and then the judges from the audience will comment. Zhao Jinjin leaned sideways and asked in a low voice: "Have you thought about what to say."
Xu Jiexing: "No, my language performance is the worst."
Zhao Jinjin was anxious: "Why didn't you make a draft in advance!"
Xu Jiexing: "I didn't remembered this part. Don't panic, just watch me on the spot."
Zhao Jinjin recalled the red carpets she had attended several times. Those predecessors and film emperors' speeches quietly taught her: "Thank you parents, teachers and friends, and the organizers..."
As she was saying this, the host handed over the microphone with a smile: "Finally on our twenty-seventh. Looking at everyone and the voice and comment of the teacher's gaze, they must have been curious about our little designer."
Xu Jiexing took the microphone in Zhao Jinjin's desperate gaze, pursed her lower lip, and said: "Hello everyone, the judges, teacher is good. My name is Xu Jiexing, I am the designer of Feitian."
The judges below are all international celebrities. Scarlett, the founder of the famous fashion brand SV, immediately said: "I am most curious, it should also be the most curious question for everyone, how old are you?"
The entry is anonymous, and the judges now know who the designer of each work is.
Xu Jiexing said, "I'm sixteen."
After getting the expected answer, there was still an exclamation.
This is the youngest designer since the contest was held. And she also reached the final!
Liu Chenghua, the vice president of the Service Association, is most selfless and asks: "Can you guarantee in front of all of us that this piece of work is designed by you independently from design to production?"
Xu Jiexing nodded: "I promise, Feitian is my independent design work."
This is a competition that the entire fashion industry is staring at. It is not fake. She has a firm eye and a strong voice. Liu Chenghua nodded and then asked: "Tell me about your design concept."
Here comes the most important part!
Zhao Jinjin was so nervous that her palms were sweating, and she couldn't help turning his head to watch Xu Jiexing.
But I saw her in a daze.
Why are you in a daze, Young Miss?!!
It was about ten seconds or twenty seconds before she heard Xu Jiexing's opening: "The design inspiration of Feitian comes from an ancient poem." She looked at the dazzling lights in front and smiled sweetly: "I want to ride the wind Go back. "
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Chapter 22:
I want to return by wind, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu.
When this ancient poem, which was popular in China, came out of her mouth, the scene was quiet. When most people hear the word Feitian, the first thing they think of is Dunhuang, and those treasure murals.
Both the design of the skirt and the makeup of the model have obvious elements of Chinese style. Everyone thought that the inspiration came from Dunhuang frescoes.
Who would have thought that it would be "Water Song Head".
But it also fits very well.
Yuyi flew to the sky, returned by the wind, and then looked at Zhao Jinjin, and thought the picture was beautiful.
On the large screen at the back, a line draft of Feitian was released. Xu Jiexing briefly recounted her thoughts and ideas when designing this dress, as well as the problems and difficulties in the production process.
Speaking of the scattered diamonds on the skirt, she also livened up the atmosphere: "In order to sew these thousands of diamonds, I did not write homework for a week, and the teacher punished me to sweep the toilet for three days."
All of them laughed friendlyly.
After finishing the talk, a professor from a famous domestic fashion design school took the microphone and said: "I heard you talk about your design concept just now. There is a saying that the earth is quagmire, dark everywhere, only a beam of light from the sky becomes your only Upward support. Let me ask impolitely. You are only 16 years old and want to come from a wealthy family. Why do you feel this way? What does the light mean? In my opinion, this is a bit Fu Xinqiang said to be sad."
At the age of sixteen, the most troublesome thing is probably learning. Without the pressure of adults, how can we talk about heavy words like the quagmire and darkness.
The old professor asked the words sharply, and everyone under l was holding their breath, and wanted to hear Xu Jiexing's explanation.
Unexpectedly, after listening to the question, she just smiled lightly and nodded and said, "That's right. The teenager doesn't know the taste of sorrow, I hope I never have to understand that taste."
Let the darkness that had almost killed her once dissipate in the past.
She would never look back again.
Just move forward.
The person who was looking forward to the chin was disappointed. Instead, the old professor who asked this question nodded with a smile and put down the microphone.
After Xu Jiexing finished his speech, Zhao Jinjin next to her was relieved.
The old man deliberately found faults just now, she could squeeze the sweat hard!
Until the twenty designers all finished explaining their works, the judges below started scoring and selection. Zhao Jinjin turned her head and whispered, "I think we can at least take the third."
Xu Jiexing: "I don't think so."
Zhao Jinjin looked at her with disapproval: "Why are you so unconfident!"
Xu Jiexing: "I think at least the first."
Zhao Jinjin: "..."
I'm disturbed, it's not crazy enough.
Xu Zhexing smiled and poked her waist, "Oh, relax, it doesn't matter if you win the prize or not. I will be content if I can reach the final. Anyway, I am still young and can fight again next year."
Zhao Jinjin has a strong sense of victory and defeat in her heart, pouted and saying, "Anyway, if you don't make it to the top three, they have no vision!"
Ten minutes later, the judges concluded the discussion, and the staff took the list card to the moderator. The competition finally reached the most critical moment, and everyone held their breaths and stared at the list.
The host made a full show, appetite, and then announced from the third place.
"The third place in this Paris Fashion Design Competition is designer Annan 30, and his work 'Feast'! Let us congratulate Annan!"
Annan looked surprised and shook his hands with Xu Jiexing, who was only one person away.
The host then announced the second place, a female designer from the UK.
The rest is the highlight tonight.
Zhao Jinjin heard that neither the third nor the second was her own Miss, and she was a little unhappy, and she muttered secretly in her heart, what the hell are these people doing? Do they still have eyes?!
She was thinking about it and suddenly heard the host say, "Congratulations to our little designer, Xu Zhaxing, for winning the 4th Paris Fashion Design Competition!"
Zhao Jinjin screamed and hugged Xu Jiexing around her.
The judges are high! It is the best person in the world!
There was a warm applause from the bottom, and several judges also smiled. It seemed that this result is a decision they have all agreed to. Xu Zhexing spoke wildly, but she really didn't expect that she could take the first place. After a while, she smiled happily at the camera.
Other designers who did not win the award took the model to the stage, and the judges came to the stage to award.
After the heavy golden trophy was awarded to Xu Zhexing, the microphone was also handed over. She cleared her throat and said happily: "I can get this award. I want to thank my parents first, and my friends and teachers second. Then I want to thank the organizer and the judges. These are what sister Zhao Jinjin next to me taught me. Thank you all!"
There was laughter underneath.
She looked at the camera and didn't know what she thought, her smile became sweet, and her voice was soft and gentle: "Thank you for my light, I will always love you."
At the end of the competition, the winners took a group photo with the judges, followed by an interview in the media area. Of course, Xu Zhexing is the target of all media, but she is not used to facing so many scenes, so she simply pushed Zhao Jinjin out after a few words.
Zhao Jinjin is familiar with this kind of scene. Her beauty tonight shocked everyone, and many media recognized who she was. From the experience of being a model, she gradually asked about her recent itinerary, which is a topic that made a lot of money.
Xu Jiexing watched her artist's exposure increase and her popularity rise. Her mind has begun to fantasize that Zhao Jinjin's endorsement was soft, the script was picked randomly, and the variety show was like a hard-working bee making money for herself.
Hehe, Meidi is very beautiful.
When the interview ended, the two went back to the background with satisfaction.
Annan was still waiting there. When she came over, he immediately greeted her. First of all, congratulating her for winning the prize. Then he asked, "Do you know that winning the championship can work with the Paris organizer to create a brand of your own?"
Xu Jiexing nodded: "I know."
Annan rubbed his hands and tentatively asked, "Can you make an appointment for the first interview and work show after you confirm with that side? Likan gives you the cover of that issue, and I want the title Alright! Absolutely!"
Xu Jiexing smiled generously: "Is there anything wrong with this? I will tell you as soon as I confirm with the organizer."
Annan didn't expect to get her interview so easily. This is the design champion of this year. The age is the youngest in history, and the bursting point is hot. How many magazines and media are waiting for the interview? "You have my business card. You can contact me anytime!"
Xu Jiexing smiled and nodded.
The resources of the fashion magazine are currently lacking in Chenxing. Being able to make connections with Annan is very beneficial to the development of the company's entertainers. Of course, she will not refrain.
After talking with Annan, the person in charge of the organization took her to the meeting room.
The organizer's head of China is inside. Behind their main scene, they are responsible for the process and organization of the event. They just heard that the designer who won this championship is a 16-year-old high school student. They were all surprised and immediately notified. The headquarters in Paris sent the winning works together.
The headquarters quickly called and said that Fei Lao wanted to see the youngest designer in history.
Fei Lao is the founder of the Paris Fashion Design Contest, a Chinese French, who was an internationally renowned designer when he was young. He has won numerous awards. The three major brands he created range from cheap to light luxury to high luxury, which is popular in the world and in the fashion circle. Anyone who stomps his feet and needs to be shocked.
So the staff hurried to Xu Jiexing.
When Xu Jiexing entered, the video call was already connected on the computer. The old man with white temples on the screen looked elegant and greeted her kindly.
Xu Jiexing remembers that Fei Lao died in her junior year.
She can see this legendary character again at this moment. She sighed and sat down across the screen and politely said, "Grandpa, my name is Xu Zhexing."
Fei Lao laughed: "I am very relieved that domestic talents come out in large numbers."
The more powerful the person, the easier it is to chat with them. Xu Jiexing feels as if she is chatting with her grandfather. There is no sense of oppression at all. Some are only the elders' expectations and praises for the juniors.
After chatting for more than ten minutes, at the end, Fei Lao said: "Do you already have an idea about starting your own independent brand?"
Xu Jiexing nodded firmly.
Fei Lao said with a smile: "Very good. Young people just have to dare to think. The more they think, the smoother the road ahead. They will contact you. I look forward to seeing your work."
After hanging up the video, the staff handed over the contract, as well as the contact information and email address specially arranged for her person in charge.
Knowing that she is still underage, the staff said: "You can take the contract back to the adults to see. After they approve, you need to sign a guardian consent and send it to your person in charge."
Xu Jiexing nodded and thanked them before leaving the room.
Zhao Jinjin has took off Feitian, holding her dress and waited downstairs. She is still in a state of excitement. When she saw Xu Jiexing, she rubbed up and hugged her: "Miss, you are too powerful! How can you be so powerful? You are almost about to replace Brando as my new idol! Woo, woo, the most correct decision I made in my life was to sign Chen Xing. You don't know, at that time, several brokerage companies wanted to sign me. I would definitely go to other big companies."
Xu Jiexing: "..."
Sister, you don't have to this to your boss, right?
And you chose Chenxing because of my brother's face value? ? ? Will it be too casual? Do you want to be an entertainer or my sister-in-law?
Xu Jiexing decided to supervise Xu Yan's skin care and fitness from today. Don't become a big boss with a blessed long beer belly. His face value is now company property and must not be damaged at will.
By the time she reached the exit, Xu Yan had already driven the car by, and when they got in, he asked, "What do you want to eat today?"
It seems to be a treat to celebrate.
Xu Jiexing had eighteen turns in her head and was thinking about how to knock him out. Zhao Jinjin replied very excitedly: "Spicy! Ice Coke!"
Xu Yan smiled: "OK, where to eat?"
Zhao Jinjin pointed out Xu Jiexing: "The one in the night market that Miss talked about!"
Xu Yan thought: "I know where it is."
So the car started and went straight to the night market.
Xu Jiexing, who did not participate in the whole process: "..."
Huh? Am I the main character today? Have you asked my opinion about this?
However, if you go to the night market, you can see Cen Feng. She's happy when she thinks about it.
It was only five o'clock when the car drove to the night market. Busy people didn't go off work and idlers didn't go out. The hot and spicy shop where business was always good had few tables and was quiet and spacious.
Both Xu Jiexing and Xu Yan did not eat spicy food, and Zhao Jinjin made the biggest concession: "Let's do it, then Yuanyangguo."
Three bottles of coke were put on the table, and Zhao Jinjin finally got what she wanted. Her expression was almost as if she was ascending to heaven. Xu Zhexing took a few bites and put on the chopsticks, and stood up pretendingly: "I want to eat cake, I'll go buy one and come back."
Zhao Jinjin said: "I want it too! I want bacon."
Xu Yan gave her a suspicious look, wondering if she had guessed what she was thinking, but did not take it down, and nodded.
Xu Zhaixing ran happily.
Turning around the street corner, diagonally opposite is where Cen Feng plays every time.
She has been thinking about seeing him for a while, and telling him that her work has won an award. He is so gentle and will certainly congratulate her! He might even praise her for being so powerful!
Ah, no reward is comparable to Cen Feng's praise! ! !
She ran all the way with joy, stopped to gasp at the traffic lights, and saw someone in the triangle area across the street selling a small stall there.
Xu Jiexing froze for a moment, and when the green light came on, she walked across the road along the flow of people and stopped at the little vendor.
The shelves are full of pirated CDs and audio-visual discs, and the small speakers are so loud that they sing popular golden songs. The middle-aged boss greeted her: "Little girl, are you buying discs?"
She subconsciously asked, "How do you sell things here."
The boss is happy: "Why can't I sell here?"
Xu Jiexing said: "Someone sings here every night."
The boss smiled: "Who sings here? It's me from morning till night. I have been here for a month."
Her heart thumped. She rushed to the grocery store next to her, and went straight to the counter. The young female shopkeeper saw her without recognizing her at first glance and greeted with a smile: "Welcome."
Xu Zixing anxiously said: "I gave you a jar of sugar and 500 yuan a few months ago, and let you give one to the boy who sings every day. Do you remember me?"
The female shopkeeper suddenly realized: "Oh, it's you, I remember you."
Xu Jiexing felt her voice tight: "Have you sent it?"
The female shopkeeper looked at her in silence. For a long time, she got down and took out the sugar bowl from the cupboard below, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, he didn't come again."
Xu Jiexing stared at a jar full of candy, and for a moment, her eyes hurt astringently.
The female shopkeeper took out another 500 yuan: "I didn't give the jar, you can take the money back."
For a long time, she saw the little girl rubbing her eyes, and her lips were still bent when she looked up. She reached out and hugged her back to the sugar bowl, and said softly, "Just your storage fee, thank you."
After talking, the owner of the female shop nodded politely and turned away.
The female shopkeeper looked at her lonely back and was blamed for being unbearable. After struggling for a long time, she stomped her feet and chased her out, calling her: "Eh, you wait."
Xu Jiexing turned back holding the sugar jar, her eyes were red.
The shopkeeper sighed: "Forget it, I'm a bad guy with no words. I'll tell you the truth. He's actually been here, it's just that you haven't gone long."
She repeated Cen Feng's account of her, and said, "Although he didn't ask for the sugar jar, he took a piece of candy from it before he left. But after that day, he really didn't come again."
Xu Zhexing stared at her stunnedly for a moment, not knowing what expression she should use to face the twists and turns of the reverse plot.
Cen Feng knew she was here to send the candy.
Cen Feng didn't want her sugar.
Cen Feng took a piece of sugar.
Do you like it or not? Why did he let the shopkeeper lie to her? Why did he never come here again after that day?
Is it because he didn't want her to come to him again?
Was he taking her sugar as a farewell gift?
Xu Jiexing looked down at the sugar jar in her arms and felt more blocked.
When returning to the spicy hot shop, Zhao Jinjin was full and drunk, and saw the sugar jar in her arms curiously: "Did you buy candy? What about the cake?"
She sat back into the seat in a daze, her entire face drooped down, and muttered, "The door is closed."
Zhao Jinjin was so serious that she didn't notice anything wrong with her, nodded, and then asked in amusement: "What kind of flavor did you buy? Is it delicious?"
Of course, Xu Zhexing understood her suggestion, and said unhappily: "I won't give you delicious food. Your calories today have exceeded the standard."
Zhao Jinjin immediately exhaled: "Why wouldn't it be better to eat one more sugar on a big day?"
Xu Zhexing ignored her and carefully placed the sugar jar on the corner of the table. Although Cen Feng didn't ask for this jar of sugar, he took one of them, so she rounded it up to the sugar jar belonging entirely to Cen Feng!
Xu Yan noticed that her emotions were wrong and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Xu Jiexing shook her head and smiled reluctantly: "Nothing, just a little tired." She picked up the chopsticks and pretended to be relaxed: "You haven't finished eating yet? Do you have any leftovers?"
Zhao Jinjin served her vegetables: "Yes, yes, you are in the white pot!"
Xu Zhexing took her chopsticks to block hers: "Ah, don't use your red oil chopsticks to stain my white taste!"
The two were poking with chopsticks, and had fun. Xu Yan's eyes moved to the jar in the corner of the table and frowned.
After taking part in the competition, Xu Zhexing will return to S City to continue school. The contract given by the Paris organizer, Xu Yan, has been seen by the company's lawyers. There is no problem. After returning home, she only needs to sign the consent form with her parents. It's time to start co-founding the brand with that.
Although she graduated with a major in service, she was the first to start a brand. Xu Yan didn't know much about it and couldn't give much advice. After all, operating a brand is not the same as operating company. Only after handling it.
Before leaving, Xu Zhexing went to the largest and most complete bookstore in City B to buy books in related fields. She planned to study it carefully so that she would not lose in the process of cooperating with the organizer.
Xu Yan drove her to the door of the bookstore and left, letting her call him after she finished shopping.
This largest bookstore has four floors, and each floor is divided into categories. The professional books Xu Jiexing needs are on the fourth floor.
There weren't many people in the week, and the bookstore was also cold. The air was full of scent of books and ink. Xu Zixing didn't rush to buy, and started walking slowly from the first floor. He also saw Cheng Youtiantian's romance novels that sold out of stock and put them in the shopping basket.
After walking through the first floor and sitting on the escalator, a person stood on the descending escalator on the left hand side.
Wearing a dark blue hoodie, a baseball cap and a black mask, the hood of the hoodie was overlaid on the baseball cap, and the whole person was tightly wrapped up.
He hung his head, holding a stack of books in his arms, and slowly ran down the escalator.
Xu Jiexing was still holding the romance novel and looking at the introduction on the back, Yu Guang glanced so casually, then froze in place.
Aidou can recognize rice dumplings! ! !
When I was so unprepared again, the escalators were staggered, and in such a stunned time, Cen Feng had already finished the escalator and walked towards the door.
Xu Zhexing didn't have much time to think. Her head stopped even when she saw him, but she instinctively climbed the remaining steps in two or three steps, then turned down the escalator and chased down.
When chasing to the door, Cen Feng was paying.
As he ran closer, she saw his figure clearly, and saw the shadow cast by his brim on the bridge of his nose. Would he not want to see her?
Xu Zhexing was a little hesitant and stepped back unconsciously, trying to hide first and calm down. Just two steps back, Cen Feng seemed to feel something and looked over.
The brim covered his eyes, but Xu Jiexing knew he was looking at her. At that moment, all the hesitation and hesitation were gone. She smiled and her eyes were warm and bright: "Brother! Long time no see!"
Cen Feng looked at her for a while, reached out and took off his mask, and said softly, "Well, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Xu Zhexing's heart thumped. This kind of encounter was a big surprise for the star-chasing girl. She happily didn't know what to say for a while, and watched Cen Feng smirk.
The cashier packed the book and handed it over, smiling: "Hello, a total of 321."
Cen Feng glanced back, paused, and said, "Wait a moment."
He walked up to Xu Zhexing, reached for the book in her shopping basket, and handed it to the cashier: "This one."
"Okay, wait a moment." The cashier swept once more. "A total of 352."
She placed the scanned book on Cen Feng's original stack of books.
Cen Feng paid the money, looked down, and there were a few very exaggerated characters on the colorful cover: "Don't want to run away, the president's angry wife".
Cen Feng: "?"
Xu Jiexing: "........................"
Brother is not like this, you listen to my explanation! ! !
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Chapter 23:
Xu Zhaixing collapsed for a long time, came under the censure of Cen Feng, and quickly reached out to put the romance novel that hurt her into her school bag, and explained awkwardly: "This.. this is what my friend ask me to buy..."
Cen Feng: "Well."
Oh, oh, I know you don't believe me. I don't blame you. If I want to blame someone, I'll blame myself for being at the same table as that girl.
From today on, Cheng You and I will not share the sky!
Xu Zhexing collapsed and quickly changed the topic in a panic: "Brother, are you also coming to buy books?"
Cen Feng nodded and picked up a few books on the table. Xu Jiexing saw the mechanical design and operation principle of the book title, and it was very advanced.
Will Cen Feng still do this kind of engineering? !
Xu Zixing, as if he had discovered a new continent, his eyes sparkled, and she asked excitedly, "Brother, do you still do mechanical design?"
Her eyes glowed as if to say: why are you so powerful!
Cen Feng said: "Just looking at it." He went to the locker, took out the black backpack he had saved, and put a few books in it.
Xu Jiexing saw that the bag was filled with weird mechanical parts and many small unopened boxes. Although curious, she didn't ask anything.
Cen Feng put his backpack on his shoulder and looked at the sunlight shining outside the door. After a while, he turned around and asked the little girl who was standing carefully behind him a few steps away: "Are you finished?"
Xu Zhexing originally wanted to say that she wasn't, but she was worried that Cen Feng would say goodbye to her, but she really didn't want to admit that she came to buy 'the hot young wife of the president..'
Cen Feng did not hear her answer for a long time. Seeing her face change wonderfully, and wondered if he had guessed something, he smiled.
Although the smile was very faint, and quickly hidden in his indifference, but since she met him again, Xu Jiexing saw that he laughed a handful of times, this smile, she laughed almost cramped.
I don't care what the criticism is. I just want to make a few more words to make him happy, and immediately said: "I bought it! This novel is selling well, and it is out of stock everywhere. I didn't expect it to be here. I bought it, and I met you!" She said in a deep tone: "Is this bookstore a fairy temple dedicated to helping people achieve their wishes?"
Cen Feng: "............"
She smiled, her eyes were curved and full of sunshine: "Brother, the weather is getting warmer. I'll invite you to eat ice cream."
When the weather gets warmer, I will come to you again.
The sky is clear today and the sun is shining.
The bookstore is opened in the downtown area, and there is an ice cream shop across the street.
Xu Zhexing jumped in front, walked to the storefront, looked at the signboard of the store on the wall, and then asked him happily, "Brother, what do you want to eat?"
Cen Feng said: "Anything is fine."
Xu Jiexing was not surprised by this answer. She turned to smile and said to the boss, "I want two vanilla flavors!"
The owner made two ice creams, wrapped the egg rolls in colorful paper shells, and handed them over: "Welcome to visit next time."
Xu Jiexing took one in one hand, turned and ran back to Cen Feng, and handed him the most beautiful one.
It's actually too early to eat ice cream this season. Xu Zhexing took a bite happily and her teeth trembled. She took a breath and turned to look at Cen Feng. He drew his eyes on the ice cream, his hair shone lightly in the corners of his eyes, his face was beautiful, the wind blew the loose sweater slightly back, bulging thinly, like a beautiful boy walking out of a comic.
At this moment, I only hate that the pixels of the Nokia are too low, and I can't shoot the beauty of Cen Feng.
After walking a few meters, there is a commercial square in front, with an artificial fountain in the center, and many young boys and girls on the square are skateboarding. Xu Zhexing originally thought that she would say goodbye to Aidou after eating ice cream, and was preparing a goodbye line in her heart. As a result, Cen Feng went to the steps and sat down.
This is... means to invite me to sit together, right?
Xu Zhexing hesitated for a few seconds, rubbing past with great pleasure.
But she did not dare to get too close, leaving enough space for two people to pass. She held the schoolbag in her arms, and the pit licked the ice cream, quietly tilting her head to look at him.
The sun shed light thinly, and he seemed to be caged in a light golden veil, and his hair was clear.
Ah Aidou is absolutely beautiful! ! !
I want to swing on my brother's eyelashes!
I want to slide on the bridge of my brother's nose!
She hates that the time is too backwards, can't share the peerless beauty of her idol with her sisters! ! !
It may be that her eyes were too hot, Cen Feng turned his head to look around, his eyes just fell on her face. His expression suddenly froze. Xu Jiexing didn't know what was happening, and blinked.
Then heard Cen Feng stiffly said: "You have nosebleeds."
Xu Jiexing: "???????????????"
She raised her hand in horror and wiped her nose, seeing the blood in her hand.
I'm in a hurry ! ! ! Am I actually a pervert? Getting a nosebleed from watching Aiduo? !
Xu Jiexing's ice cream, which had not been eaten, fell to the ground. She hurriedly covered her nose and raised her head. She said in a crying voice: "Brother, don't look at me! I'll be ready soon!"
Blame the weather in City B is too dry! The wind is strong! She didn't adapt to the climate here, and she had a nosebleed on the first day, but she was at home, and Xu Yan treated her quickly.
What the **** is the end of the world today? !
First the CEO's wide book, and then had a nosebleed? ? ?
Is the fairy sister in the sky who is chasing the stars with her, jealous of her close contact with Aidou, and cursed her? ? ?
When Xu Jiexing wanted to go find a bathroom, the back of her head was suddenly dragged by a cold palm.
The cold tobacco scent came down, mixed with the faint fragrance of washing powder. Cen Feng squatted beside her, holding a tissue in his hand, covering her mouth and nose, and then pressed his thumb against her.
Xu Jiexing shook her body, and subconsciously wanted to push him away.
Don't touch me, brother! ! ! Fairies can't get the blood of a mortal! ! !
You will be dirty! ! !
The back of the neck was suddenly pinched, and Cen Feng said in a deep voice, "Don't move."
She froze and dared not move.
After about two minutes, Cen Feng finally let go of his hand. Xu Jiexing moved the already numb upper lip, and looked at him inexorably.
I heard Aidou said: "Okay, the bleeding stopped."
Xu Jiexing wanted to cry.
Thinking about it, she knew her whole face is now covered in blood.
This picture will remain in Aidou's heart forever.
Whenever he saw her in the future, she would think of her with a nosebleed.
More than crying, she wants to die.
When she was sitting stupidly with her eyes flushed, Cen Feng suddenly said: "The climate here is too dry. Drink more water."
Xu Jiexing stared at him with wide eyes.
He knows? !
He knew that it was not because of her abnormality, but because of the dry weather! ! !
Woo woo woo woo woo mother I was saved.
After finishing this sentence, he picked up the ice cream that Xu Jiexing had just dropped on the ground, wiped the cream melted on the ground with paper, and threw it into the trash can beside him. He asked her, "Can you still go?"
Xu Zhaixing nodded frantically.
He smiled: "Go to the mall and wash it."
Xu Jiexing stood up, daring not to raise her head, and stepped behind his head with a small head and walked into the mall behind him.
When he found the restroom, he stopped at the entrance of the aisle, took her schoolbag, and handed her half a pack of paper left: "Be careful when cleaning the nasal cavity."
Xu Jiexing's face was hot, and she ran in while clutching the tissues.
The washrooms in the mall were clean and bright, with no stains on the glass, showing her bloody face and blood stains on her clothes very clearly.
Xu Zhexing wanted to cry without tears, screaming silently, stomping her feet to vent for a while. While no one was here, she hurriedly turned on the faucet to start cleaning.
When washing, Cen Feng leaned against the wall with her schoolbag, and there were two young female tellers across the cosmetic counter diagonally, taking photos while holding their phones.
He didn't seem to realize it, his expression was still indifferent. Hearing the footsteps next to him, he turned to look around and saw Xu Jiexing walking out uncomfortably. The expression finally softened and asked her, "Are you all right?"
Xu Zhaixing didn't dare to look at him at all. She quickly took her schoolbag, buried her head without looking up, and whispered, "Okay."
Because she hung his head, she didn't see the flash of smile on Cen Feng's face.
He said quietly: "Let's go then."
He stepped up and walked away first. Xu Jiexing followed and looked at his back, thinking sadly that it was time for goodbye.
I don't know when it will happen again next time. Today she lost face in front of him one after another. Will this negative image remain in his memory forever?
No, no, no, you must save your image before leaving! ! !
Xu Jiexing picked up her fist and took a deep breath. She walked out the door of the mall, shouting: "Brother! I won a prize!"
Cen Feng was stunned and looked at her sideways: "Huh?"
Xu Zhexing is like a kindergartener who asks for praise: "Paris Fashion Design Competition, my work won the championship!"
I'm not just reading non-nutritive romance novels, nor am I just getting nosebleeds from looking at you without any fuss. I'm so good! !
Those eyes are always bright, with a message shining brightly.
Praise me!
Cen Feng's clouded heart seemed to be torn open suddenly, and a ray of sunlight leaked in.
He has been here for a long, long time, and has never had such a happy mood.
After a while, Xu Jiexing heard him say, "Well, it's amazing."
Idol praised me! Aiduo praised me! ! !
Xu Zhaixing almost flew with joy.
She suppressed the excitement and stomped her feet, saying happily: "Brother, see you next time!"
Cen Feng looked at her eyes, paused, and suddenly said: "Wait a minute."
Xu Jiexing looked at him a few weeks ago.
Cen Feng looked around and walked to the table next to the fountain to sit down and opened his black backpack. Xu Zixing followed with curiosity and saw him take out many complicated mechanical parts.
The sun shone on the fountain, sparkling, reflecting his serious and focused eyes.
Those complex, delicate, and numerous parts were quickly assembled and formed in his hands.
Xu Jiexing saw a mechanical puppy.
Cen Feng put the battery in, then put the puppy on his palm and handed it to her. He said, "Congratulations on winning the prize."
The puppy dropped twice and wagged its tail in his palm.
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Chapter 24:
There was an explosion in her head.
It exploded into fireworks and flew into the sky, then crackled into light.
Hold on! Xu Jiexing, you have to stabilize yourself! You have been spitting one after another in front of Aidou today! This last moment must be cherished! ! !
She slowly loosened her clenched teeth, breathing out indifferently, and then took the mechanical puppy handed by Cen Feng seriously.
Because the battery is installed, the puppy's tail has been swaying up and down, and the body also swayed, revealing an ugly mechanical sense.
Xu Zhexing carefully cradled it in her palm. After watching it for a long time, she looked up and said to Cen Feng seriously: "Brother, thank you, I like it very much!"
With that tone and expression, it seemed as if what he sent was not a worthless puppy assembled at hand, but a pearl of the East China Sea.
Cen Feng shivered slightly.
He put the rest of the parts back in his bag and stood up carrying his shoulder bag. His expression was still indifferent, but his tone was much softer than when they first met. "I like it."
Xu Jiexing was so excited that her ears were blushing, and even her green face was stained with a thin layer of blush. She restrained the tremor in her voice and whispered, "Brother, I don't know when I will meet you again next time. Seeing you this time feels that you are a little thinner. Actually, boys don't need to be so thin, you eat more."
It seemed that Cen Feng didn't expect her to say this. He froze for a moment before nodding.
Xu Zixing laughed, holding the puppy who was still shaking its tail back two steps, and waved her hand slightly: "Brother goodbye."
Cen Feng said: "Goodbye."
He put his backpack on his shoulders, turned around and left. With his hat and mask on again, he turned back into a teenager who was not close to anyone. Walking far away, he glanced back.
The little girl stood still, looking in his direction, saw him turn around, and waved her hand obediently.
They were too far apart to see her face clearly, but Cen Feng thought, she must be smiling.
Today the company was on holiday. When he returned to the dormitory, three other roommates were there, squeezing on the sofa in the living room to watch the shootout. The laughter of several people suddenly disappeared from the moment he entered the room, leaving only the sound of gunfire in the movie in the entire living room.
Cen Feng did not care, and went straight back to his room.
Since the last time he almost threw Yin Chang from the window, Yin Chang has never been a demon again. At least he never came to brush his presence in front of him again. The other two roommates used to think he was not easy to get along with, but now they think he is a lunatic who will pull you and die together.
They are a little afraid of him.
However, in this case, the three people kept their mouths shut, and did not say to the outside that Yin Chang felt embarrassed, and the other two did not want to cause trouble. In case Cen Feng hated them, one day he went crazy and touched their room in the middle of the night to kill them. What to do?
Everyone is scared to death.
As soon as Cen Feng's door was closed, the two roommates looked at each other, then looked at Yin Chang, who looked bad in the middle, and lowered their voice to comfort: "It's okay. As long as you don't mess with him, he won't take care of us."
Yin Chang nodded reluctantly.
One of them said: "Next year, we'll strive to be elected, so we won't need to live with him."
The other was not optimistic: "There are more than one hundred trainees, and only seven debut positions. We may not be able to win the election. Maybe he will be selected, that's fine, he'll move out. The effect is the same in the end."
Yin Chang's teeth clenched tightly, and his inner tide surged.
The toilet sewer in the training room was blocked two days ago. He went to the toilet on the first floor of the executives upstairs. He overheard that the company's newly-arranged artist director who was specifically responsible for the debut of trainees was asking about Cen Feng.
A greasy middle-aged male smirked and asked, "Brother, what's this?"
The other party smiled and replied, "It's prickly enough, wild enough. Taming him must be very fullfilling, right?"
The two made a frivolous laugh, and Yin Chang stood stiffly next door, daring not to move. He is not you g anymore, of course he can understand what those two people meant.
I have long heard that this circle is not clean, but I did not expect it to come so fast.
At first he was still gloating, Cen Feng was stared at by such disgusting people, and he knew what was going to happen.
But it was not until just now that the two roommates mentioned the few debuts that he realized that such disgusting people dragged their destiny.
And this person, Fen Feng, whether it is lure or trade, as long as Cen Feng nodded, his debut position must be his.
Will he agree?
No ... No, people like Cen Feng know nothing about it. How could he agree that he wouldn't kill him.
But in case?
That's one of the miles' debut.
This is the first group to be launched since the company signed the trainees, and it will inevitably give the best resources and publicity. Once debuted, countless flowers and applause, popularity, money, status, such a big temptation, will Cen Feng really refuse?
Once he refused, not only would he not be able to get out of the way, this would directly offend the top management, and he would never be able to mix in Zhongtian again.
Yin Chang thinks for about himself...
If it was him...
If it were him, there was no courage to refuse.
He understands his strength. In this place where everyone is working hard, his efforts are just normal and simply not enough to make him stand out.
He doesn't have the eye-catching beauty and figure of Cen Feng, nor the unique temperament of Cen Feng.
This was the case when he first entered the company two years ago. Like a teenager struggling out of the tremendous ice, there was still a raging fire in the body, cold and gentle, silent and kind.
Now, the fire in his body has gone out, and his temperament has changed, but his mother seems more attractive than before? ? ?
Why is this person so maverick anyway? Always the brightest one?
And himself?
He was small, beautiful, and restrained, and was a forgotten existence at a glance.
Obviously, his appearance is not bad, even at Zhongtian's superior level, but it is not comparable to Cen Feng. How did that executive describe Cen Feng?
Enough thorn, wild enough.
Yin Chang looked down at his thin arms and legs, and a ridiculous thought came out.
Why can't he?
Such a temperament can be changed.
The ready-made model is here, he can learn according to it.
Does the company stipulate that only Cen Feng can take this route? Why should he be obedient and docile, why can't he be a dazzling and unique existence too?
His shoulders were photographed twice, and the roommate called him: "Oh my god! Go and see, the climax is up. The main character is going to take revenge!"
Yin Chang glanced at the TV and suddenly stood up: "I'll go to the company to train."
The roommate was stunned: "Are you sick? It's not easy to get a vacation and you want to toss yourself?"
Yin Chang smiled and walked back to the room. He quickly changed into a training suit and asked his roommate: "Where is your jar of muscle-enhancing protein powder? I'll make a drink."
The roommate was happy: "Why are you drinking that thing? It's when you grow your body."
Yin Chang said: "I want to try it."
The roommate pointed upstairs: "My room, get it yourself."
He quickly mixed the egg white powder and went out carrying the cup. Two roommates chatted in a low voice: "Why did he become weird?"
"It may have been stimulated by Cen Feng. You can see that Cen Feng hit him that day. He didn't have the strength to fight back."
"Then he is taking this route. The little white rabbit in the company. If he becomes like Cen Feng, is he still called the little white rabbit?"
The two talked and continued to watch TV.
The sound outside did not affect Cen Feng. He sorted out the books and mechanical parts he bought today and sat at the desk and took out his notebook to start reading.
There are many mechanical models on the desk.
Small robots, mechanical dogs, airplanes, small tanks, and three long trains. He usually practiced his hands.
Being an engineer was his childhood dream.
At that time, he didn't really know what an engineer was, except that the neighbor who lived next door at the time was an engineer. His family eats meat every day, and the children in their family wear brand new clothes and leather shoes, and there are countless sweets and snacks.
Every time someone in the town talks about the neighbor's house, it is an envious tone: "The man in their family is an engineer. They are very powerful and make a lot of money."
So when he was young, he thought, when he grows up, he has to be an engineer, earn a lot of money, and eat meat every day.
Dreams always run counter to reality.
Once again, he had no expectations of this world, but he did not have the idea of dying again. When the contract expires and he leaves Zhongtian, he must live.
His studies have long been interrupted, and it is impossible to continue now. When it's time to leave here, be an ordinary person, have the skills to survive, and don't starve in the streets.
The desk lamp cast a shadow of varying sizes on the desk.
Cen Feng turned his pen around, and when he looked up, his eyes fell on the mechanical dog. After thinking about it, he reached over and unscrew the button. The mechanical dog staggered up and down on the table, and his limbs and tail were extremely flexible.
In fact, the mechanical dog given to the girl today is a little rough. At that time, the conditions were limited and it could only be assembled that way.
But she didn't dislike it at all and couldn't be happier.
How can she be so easy to satisfy?
What is the game she said called?
Cen Feng thought for a while, reached out to open the computer, and entered a few words of the Paris Fashion Design Contest in his browser.
The page jumped out quickly.
Seeing the introduction of the scale of the game, the always calm and indifferent eyes finally fluctuated. She won the championship in such an international competition?
He moved the mouse and clicked on the video titled 'the smallest champion designer in history.'
The little girl's figure appeared on the screen. The judges were awarding her. She smiled happily. When she took the microphone, she was naive and happy.
Finally, she looked at the camera and Cen Feng heard her say: "Thank you for my light, I will always love you."
The eyes were warm and bright, and they looked exactly the same every time she looked at him.
He paused the video, and the picture was frozen. He stared at the screen for a long time. For a long time, he laughed self-deprecatingly. It turned out that it was only her eyes that looked at the world. He was just fortunate enough to enter her line of sight, thereby gaining such warmth.
She will release goodwill and care for him as a stranger, and will use the same enthusiasm to love her beam of light.
He never envied anyone.
But at this moment, he really envied the light in her mouth.
Loved by such a beautiful and warm person, that person must be very happy.
Cen Feng closed his computer blankly.
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Chapter 25:
When Xu Yan came to the bookstore to pick up Xu Zixing, she had already bought the book and was smiling on the bench outside the bookstore. As he stepped closer, he saw her staring at a weird mechanical dog smirking.
It doesn't look too smart anyway.
Seeing Xu Yan coming over, she greeted him happily and handed the mechanical dog up like a treasure: "Brother, look at this puppy. Is isn't it super cute?!"
Xu Yan: "........."
The aesthetic is not very good.
On the way back, she was playing with the mechanical dog, and she was so happy that her eyes were about to bloom. She was unhappy before sweeping.
Although Xu Yan didn't understand why the ugly and strange dog attracted her, he was relieved when he saw her whole body regained vitality, and looked at the dog's eyes with less disgust.
When getting off the train, Xu Zixing asked him excitedly: "Brother, what do you say I should give it a name? How about being obedient?"
Xu Yan: "?"
Hello, is there something wrong?
Xu Yan sent her and her dog back to the plane to S City early the next morning.
This time she took the grand prize back. Both Father and Mother Xu took a leave to pick her up at the airport. When they met, they were excited and boasted. When Mother Xu was dressed up and asked, "Where do you want to eat? At noon, let's celebrate!"
Xu Zixing thought about it and reported the high-end private dishes she had loved before. The family went all over the place with spring breeze. When they ate, they opened a bottle of champagne and ordered a celebration cake.
Eating happily, the waiter in the elegant aisle led the family over, and it was actually Song Yanan's family.
Either it's not that the Chou family didn't get together, and they could all meet after a meal. But it is not surprising that the taste of this private kitchen is very suitable for young people, and it is also widely spread among the rich children in their schools.
When Song Yanan saw Xu Zixing, her appetite disappeared. She whispered someone to her dad, probably wanting to change seats.
But the businessman is a businessman. Not only did he not leave, but also came over to say hello with a smile, "Mr. Xu, sister-in-law, what a coincidence, are you also eating here?"
Although both sides hate each other privately, the businessmen's face is still taken care of, and they both smiled and stood up to say hello.
Dad Song looked at Xu Zixing again: "This is Xu Zixing, right? I always hear Yanan mention her. She's very beautiful and follows her mother! Hey, are you also opening champagne? What are you celebrating?"
Xu Zixing felt that this surnamed Song was uneasy and kind. He was afraid that Father Xu's business had made some progress.
Father Xu was a straightforward person, but he didn't care about his little ones, pretending to be humble and showing off: "Well, the little girl took the championship in an international competition. Her mother and I are just casually celebrating."
Song Yanan's eyes glared, and weirdly looked at Xu Zhexing, who was quietly eating the cake.
International competitions? Winning prizes, and champions?
Who are you cheating?
Her dad was also surprised: "Yo, that is a celebration. The little girl can't see how powerful it is, what competition is it?"
Why are you asking so many questions? Is your company working with paparazzis? Xu Jiexing was unwilling to talk about her family's private affairs. She kicked Father Xu under the table, he immediately understood. He waved his hand casually, "It's just a design competition. It's not work mentioning!"
Dad Song estimated that it was a small competition, and was not very influential. With a smile, they said goodbye, and the Song family finally left.
As soon as they left, Father Xu lowered his voice and said, "You're dazzling, why are you stopping me? I am not as good as him, but is my daughter not good as his daughter?"
Xu Jiexing, pretended to be angrily: "Why are you inferior to him? You are more handsome than him, don't be arrogant! Dad, be more confident!"
When Father Xu heard his daughter praise him for being handsome, he was so happy that he couldn't find any more.
After the meal, her parents sent her home and went to work. Xu Zhexing unpacked her luggage and wasn't idle. She turned on the computer and started to organize her brand idea to be established in cooperation with the Paris organizer.
She named the fashion brand she wanted to make 'Chanjuan.' The main Chinese style high-end luxury custom dress, Feitian is just one in the series. The series also has Jinghong, Baopi, Chang Henge and so on.
In the future, there will be four sets of themed skirts throughout the year, which are Jingle, Summer Solstice, White Dew, and Frost. And the star dress series theme.
These ideas are not a whimsy that came overnight, but a concentrated expression of her design inspiration over the years. Among them, several drafts of themed dresses are already in her picture book.
She also designed a logo, the shape of a crooked moon, and the words "Juanjuan" written in grass in a yellow moon, arranged in a vertical version, since she has a wishful feeling for a long time.
To put it simply, it's a noble breath.
After finishing all this, it was already evening. She played with Obedient for a while, and her parents returned home. After dinner, Xu Jiexing brought the contract the organizers gave her, and showed it to her parents. Xu Yan had already told them that the contract was correct. However, the two still looked carefully from beginning to end to confirm that their baby girl was not pitted and happily signed the guardian's consent.
Xu Zhexing contacted the person in charge that night, sent the contract together, and sent the documents she organized to the other party's mailbox.
Next, just wait for the other party to return the contract, and then open her new copy.
Finally fulfilled her dream of being truly alone. Xu Jiexing slept very well this night. Without the scream of the nanny the next day, she got up full of energy.
After taking several days off, she missed the school.
It is only after graduating from school that she knew how precious the campus life they once complained about.
Carrying a school bag, Xu Zhexing happily went to school. When she arrived at the classroom, Cheng You was full of arms: "Ah! I want to die Xu Jiexing! You are finally back! What about my book? What about the CEO's wife?"
Mentioning this, Xu Jiexing wanted to kill her, glaring at her several times before pulling out an unopened book from the schoolbag. Cheng You kissed her everywhere, holding the book and eager to return to her seat.
This book was bought by her later, and the one Iidou paid for was already cherished by her under the box.
After missing a few days of class, she didn't write his homework. Xu Jiexing rushed her homework in the morning. Cheng You went to the toilet and came back with gossip: "Xu Jiexing! Song Yanan id spreading rumors about you again!"
Xu Zhaxing is already blaming, "What rumors?"
Cheng You was filled with indignation: "She said that you took a leave to go to a pheasant competition that's not influential! Saying that you are sensational and humiliating!" After that, she sighed again and took out her president Xiao Jiao's wife to continue reading, "But you should get used to it. Well, forget it, whatever they say, you don't care anyway."
Xu Zhexing put down her pen, "No."
Cheng You raised her head in surprise and saw her coldly look: "Cheng You, remember, others can insult you, but not your dreams!"
Cheng You: "?"
Xu Zhexing put the pen away: "Go, find her to settle accounts."
Cheng You has almost forgotten what she used to tear, and after shocking, she kept up. Song Yanan was in the first class and was separated from them by two classrooms. When Xu Jiexing passed, she was laughing and talking with her little sisters. When she saw Xu Jiexing, everyone was stunned.
Xu Zixing walked over with a smile and asked very kindly, "What are you talking about? Tell me too."
Song Yanan didn't respond to her several provocations, so she became more arrogant. When she saw Xu Jiexing coming over, she didn't respond at all.
Xu Zhexing had approached, and stood face to face with her, smiling, and said coldly: "Say it to my face."
The air around was quiet, all looked lively. The sister groups of hers were about to speak, and Xu Jiexing suddenly turned her head to look over and snapped: "I'm not taking to you!"
Her stern look surprised the group of little sisters, but no one dared to speak.
Song Yanan shook her head, responded, and gritted his teeth: "Xu Jiexing, what do you want to do? Do you want to hit me?"
Xu Jiexing glanced at her contemptuously: "Hit you? I'm afraid my hands will be dirty."
Song Yanan's face was white, "You!"
She hooked her lips and moved closer, asking in a voice that everyone could hear: "Song Yanan, do you know why Zhou Mingyu doesn't like you?"
Song Yanan was shocked.
Playing snakes and hitting seven inches, Xu Zhexing twitched and stood straight with her hands clasped, and said with a chuckle: "Because you chew on your tongue. It's really ugly."