Deliberately attack

Chapter 425 A Firm Fulcrum

Sleeping late in winter is best.

It's a pity that today is a working day, and Tang Yili still has class. She got up early and sent a message to Xun Lang, saying that she finished class at ten o'clock, and the two made an appointment for lunch, and then she hurried to the classroom.

The morning class ended on time. She was going to the hotel to find Xun Lang, but she met him at the entrance of the teaching building.

After a little surprise, she walked over, "How do you know I'm here?"

"There is a schedule on your school's official website. I checked it and found it." Xun Lang was wearing the black wool coat from yesterday. The suit shirt inside had been replaced with a black pullover and dark gray trousers. .

The most introverted color is never monotonous on him, the whole person is like the empty night sky, cold and lonely.

Xun Lang's temperament, standing in the crowd of top fashion designers, is completely regarded as a top model.

100% return rate.

Tang Yili walked out side by side with him, and said with a little regret, "I may only have lunch with you."

She explained: "I have a magazine interview in the afternoon. It was not scheduled for today, but they called me in the morning and said that the schedule was suddenly vacant, so in the afternoon..."

Xun Lang glanced at his watch subconsciously, and asked her what time the afternoon interview would start.

"a little."

Xun Lang: "Then let's have dinner first, and I will accompany you there in the afternoon."

……

I chose the downstairs of the Xunlang Hotel for lunch again. The main reason is that there are many varieties and there are few people. The two of them simply ate a little, and it was almost twelve o'clock.

Tang Yili sat on the seat, forked a piece of apple, and turned on the phone to check the map.

The location of the magazine office was relatively unfamiliar to her, and it belonged to a relatively remote location in the Parisian neighborhood. She studied the route to see how it would be more convenient to get there, and Xun Lang directly took out the car keys from his pocket.

"Don't check, let's drive."

Tang Yili was surprised again by Xiao Xiao. She didn't expect that the CEO's special car could take him to every corner of the world, but thinking about it, anyway, it's not unusual to have money to travel all over the world.

When they left the restaurant, the car stopped under a sycamore tree. The big black Land Rover especially suited the man's physique, which was completely different from the delicate and small French man.

Xun Lang unlocked the car, Tang Yili got into the co-driver, pulled on his seat belt, turned on the navigation and switched to the English version.

Xun Lang was not familiar with the road, but he was stable by nature and extremely patient. He followed the navigation to carefully identify the road signs, and he never made a mistake and arrived at the destination very quickly.

It was still a little early, and the surrounding area was a bit desolate, with only a few small coffee shops and convenience stores.

The two were sitting in the car to pass the time, it was a bit cold, Tang Yili asked if he wanted a cup of coffee.

"Your feet are just right, sit down." Xun Lang opened the door and went to buy.

He bypassed the front of the car and went straight to the nearest takeaway window. Tang Yili's gaze followed the figure of the man - he was not wearing a coat, only a black sweater, holding a wallet in his hand, and bowed his head to talk to the window At that time, he had to lower his head slightly, revealing his steep profile, feeling like a lonely mountain with cold snow.

But only Tang Yili knew that this man's tenderness was deep in his bones.

The coffee was brought back quickly, and it was still boiling hot. Tang Yili took two cups from her side, and watched Xun Lang go around the front of the car and get on the car.

She carefully distinguished the difference between the two cups.

"One cup has milk, one cup has no milk." He didn't know if Tang Yili still had to choose calories, so he bought both and let her choose.

"Oh. Then I will have no milk."

Tang Yili chose black coffee as usual, and handed another cup to Xun Lang, the two of them sipped, and the carriage was soon filled with the bitter aroma of coffee.

A little bored, Tang Yili fiddled with the car radio for a while, but he didn't know which radio station it was. It sang an unknown French song with a lazy voice, isolating the car from the outside world.

They seem to be in an isolated island, farther and farther away from the world on the shore.

Tang Yili asked, "Do you speak French?"

Xun Lang: "No."

Tang Yili: "Not at all?"

Xun Lang: "If it has English derivatives, I can understand it a little bit."

Both of them laughed a little, and it really wouldn't happen.

The time for a song and a cup of coffee passed quickly, and the time agreed with the magazine had arrived.

Although some were nostalgic for this moment of tranquility, the long voyage was over, and they were going back to the bustling mainland again.

The two went upstairs together, and when they reached the floor, Tang Yili made a phone call, and someone came out to answer it.

The nature of the work of paper media used to be a race against time, but now it is also a race against new media. The people inside are so busy that no one will gossip about who the handsome man next to Tang Yili is.

Tang Yili was assigned to the dressing room, where she put on makeup, while Xun Lang sat on the sofa beside him, occasionally checking his phone to reply messages, but most of the time, he just quietly looked at the busy people in front of the mirror.

One is responsible for makeup and hair, and the other is responsible for shooting and drafting.

Anyone who came to Xun Lang's position had experienced this process several times, so it wasn't too new.

It's just that Tang Yili's devoted appearance is a little strange to Xun Lang.

She cries, she laughs, they are all so warm and casual, but at this moment, the calmness of the world turning around for me on her soft face is extremely attractive.

After putting on makeup, I went to the studio, where the host waited. After shaking hands with Tang Yili briefly, he took his seat and started the interview.

"Miss Tang, because of your design, there has been a wave of Mongolian coat trends in the fashion industry. Everyone posted various combinations on Twitter and Facebook. Have you seen everyone's praise for you?"

"In the industry, my job is to read more. There are many talented bloggers on the Internet, and I will also learn how to dress from them," Tang Yili chuckled, "Actually, how to match the coats I designed It looks better, and I only know it from watching other people wear it online."

The scene was amused by this humorous and modest ridicule.

Xun Lang bent his lips accordingly.

The host asked again: "Why do you think that people on the Internet know better than you how to wear the coat you designed?"

"I think as a designer, I only capture the common beauty of a piece of clothing that is suitable for everyone, but cannot fully express the beauty of an individual. Therefore, on the basis of the common beauty, the aesthetic feeling recreated is even more superior. This is my The personal independent aesthetics that has always been advocated."

"What is personal independent aesthetics?"

Tang Yili: "This is a life attitude that is loyal to personal aesthetics. For example, you only like black, wear black all the time, and infiltrate black into all the details of your life. You will not question your choice because of what others say or do. .”

Host: "It sounds like Miss Tang is a very determined person."

Tang Yili was stunned for a moment before speaking.

"It's hard for a person to be firm from the beginning..."

It is difficult for a person to be firm from the beginning, unless she has experienced great setbacks and self-doubt before she can find a firm fulcrum.

(End of this chapter)