The ancestors brought black and red juniors to become popular in variety shows

Chapter 97 It seems that I really regret it
Ning Fan's clean and neat movements made the audience suddenly quiet down.

Everyone looked at her in shock, even Fang Min, who was pressed on the table, didn't recover, and didn't say a word there.

After a brief silence, whispers sounded around.

"Oh my God, she dared to fight Fang Min, isn't she afraid that she won't be able to participate in the competition?"

"You can still participate in the competition, but it should be difficult to win the award, and it is not certain whether you can continue to mix in the fashion circle in the future."

"But... she doesn't seem to be a contestant, does she? Why do I think she looks familiar? Is it the Ning Fan I've been talking about recently?"

"Ning Fan?? It seems to be true. I suddenly feel that it is her words, so it is not surprising to do so."

"God! It's really Ning Fan! She's really beautiful!"

After someone recognized Ning Fan, they whispered louder, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Fang Min was awakened by the sound of the flash and the shutter, and only then did he realize his current state.

He didn't hear the discussions around him, and still thought that Ning Fan was a contestant.

Fang Min struggled a bit. He was caught by this woman just because he was unprepared, thinking that he could break free easily.

As a result, the strength of the struggle seemed to sink into the sea, and the strength of Ning Fan's twisting of his arm remained motionless.

A trace of disbelief flashed across his eyes, and he struggled a few more times, but it was still useless, and he still couldn't break free from Ning Fan's shackles.

His cheek was pressed against the cold table, as if reminding him of the humiliation, embarrassment, anger and helplessness, which made him completely powerless and furious.

"Do you know who I am, how dare you treat me like this! Don't you want to be in the fashion industry!!"

Ning Fan looked down at his flushed face and raised his eyebrows, "I reminded you just now, and if you want to do something to me, I'm just defending myself."

This is a new vocabulary she learned in TV dramas recently, and she didn't expect to use it so soon.

Fang Min didn't expect someone to be more shameless than him, and his veins bulged out of anger, "Justifiable defense! I didn't touch you at all!!"

This time Ning Fan didn't answer any more, but turned to look at Mo Silu who was already frightened.

"How are you? Are you hurt?"

Suddenly being called, Mo Silu trembled violently, looked at Ning Fan and then at Fang Min, who seemed to be pinned down by the shell and could only struggle on four legs, and quickly shook his head.

"I, I'm fine."

Fang Min yelled angrily, "I was the one who got hurt!! My hand is about to break, and I have to compete in a while! Can you afford it if the game is delayed? Ah!"

Ning Fan was unmoved, and even exerted force with his hands again, "Be honest, I will let you go if you apologize to that girl."

Fang Min's small eyes widened suddenly, "Let me apologize to her? Is she worthy!!"

"Let go of me quickly, wait a while for uncle to find me and ask him to drive you out of the fashion show!!"

Such a childlike threat made Ning Fan feel a little funny, she nodded thoughtfully, "That's it."

Fang Min thought she was afraid, so he was even more proud, "You know you are afraid this time, let me go!"

As a result, I saw Ning Fan looking around from the corner of my eye, "Since you don't apologize, let's tie you up here for public display."

If Ning Yizhou was here, he would definitely find this move very familiar.

But the people present didn't know Ning Fan well, and were shocked by her words.

Especially Fang Min, when he thought that everyone passing by saw him tied up here, he was so angry that he struggled frantically again.

"how dare you!!"

At this moment, a calm and slightly majestic female voice sounded not far away, "What are you doing?"

The crowd of onlookers automatically dispersed to both sides, and a woman around 40 years old appeared. She was tall and thin, with angular facial contours.

The others couldn't help covering their mouths when they looked at her, with surprise in their eyes.

The woman glanced at Fang Min, who was still suppressed, and instead of looking at Ning Fan, she looked at the people around her.

"There is less than an hour before the game, let's go."

Hearing what she said, the people around couldn't watch the excitement any more and dispersed one after another.

Only Ning Fan, Fang Min, Mo Silu and the woman were left at the scene.

The woman finally looked at Ning Fan, and pulled out a friendly smile, "Miss Ning, it's true that seeing a hundred things is better than hearing it, and it really is as extraordinary as I said."

Fang Min acted as if he saw her when he saw her, "Aunt Fei, you are finally here, save me quickly! This woman is too strong!"

Fei Weiwei ignored Fang Min's cry for help, but still looked at Ning Fan, "Today is the fashion exhibition held by Alan, you and I are not the protagonists, it's better not to steal the limelight, and..."

She paused for a moment, then subconsciously raised her chin, "Miss Ning has just entered the entertainment industry, so maybe she doesn't understand the rules and regulations that make it her own. Although I came from the fashion industry to the entertainment industry, I am too old I remind Miss Ning that the most important thing in the entertainment industry is not what you know or how good you are, but how you behave."

What Fei Weiwei said was very sincere at first glance, but she didn't mention those things Fang Min did at all, and she didn't even look at Mo Silu, as if she didn't exist.

There was still a slight smile on the corner of her lips, "I can see that Miss Ning is a smart person, and she should be able to understand what I mean."

After seeing Fei Weiwei, Fang Min suddenly felt complacent, and raised his head to speak, but Ning Fan held his head down with one hand, and pressed it back on the table again.

Ning Fan's movements seemed to be light and light, but the muffled sound of her face colliding with the table, and Fang Min's grinning expression could also tell that her strength was not light.

Ning Fan raised his eyes, his skin was as white as snow, as delicate as a doll in the window.

Her dark eyes were like ink, without any emotion that Fei Weiwei expected,
She tilted her head, with pure doubts in her cold voice.

"who are you?"

Fei Weiwei: "..."

The expression management she was most proud of was almost broken. She thought that even if a newcomer like Ning Fan was disrespectful when he saw her, he would sell her face and make this matter go away.

But it never occurred to Ning Fan to ask who she is? !

There are still people who don't know who she is! !

Fei Weiwei's chest heaved violently, but after so many years in the entertainment industry, she was able to control her expression very quickly.

She tried her best to pull out a friendly smile, "My name is Fei Weiwei, and I'm a friend of Xiao Min's parents. The designer competition is about to start. It's no good for the contestants if we are stalemate here, isn't it?"

Seeing Ning Fan sinking into deep thought, a trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes, she should understand for this sake.

The smartest way is to let Fang Min go, and then pretend that this has never happened, so that if Mo Silu still likes design, she can still participate in the competition in the second or third year.

But seeing Ning Fan pondering for a while, Fei Weiwei gradually frowned as he didn't intend to let go of Fang Min.

Just as she was about to speak, Ning Fan chuckled and covered Fang Min's screaming mouth with force with his hands.

"Indeed, so if you want to break the deadlock, then apologize."

"To her."

As he spoke, he raised his chin to Mo Silu.

Fang Min's eyes widened when he heard this, and he struggled frantically again, but his mouth was covered by Ning Fan, so he could only make an inexplicable whining sound.

And Fei Weiwei finally couldn't maintain the expression control this time, and her face sank instantly.

"Miss Ning, I thought you were a smart person."

Ning Fan nodded, "I'm really smart."

She twisted Fang Min's arm upwards again, Fang Min was in so much pain that he couldn't cry out, so he could only roll his eyes.

"So, I know that I have to apologize for doing something wrong."

Fei Weiwei looked at him anxiously, but she couldn't tear her face apart, so she could only look at Ning Fan with a gloomy expression, "Miss Ning, I know you have something to do with that kid from the Ning family, but don't forget that there are people outside .”

Ning Fan was in a good mood today, and the changing expressions of the two made her playful.

She nodded again, "Xiao Ning? I do have some relationship with him, but it has nothing to do with your apology."

Fei Weiwei: "..."

She could see that Ning Fan was determined to make Fang Min apologize.

She doesn't care how Fang Min treats that little girl, but if their incident attracts reporters, or is photographed by interested people, Fang Min's subsequent career will not be beneficial.

And... she would also say that Fei Weiwei, who is dignified, can't deal with a newcomer who just debuted.

Fei Weiwei pondered for a while, then smiled, "Xiao Min has a quick temper and is always irritable when encountering things. Since everyone is here to participate in the designer competition, they may be colleagues in the future. How about taking a step back?" ?”

As she spoke, she passed Ning Fan and looked at Mo Silu behind her.

"What do you think?"

Mo Silu knew that what Fei Weiwei said was right, and also knew the threatening meaning contained in this sentence. She was very grateful to Ning Fan for standing up to help her, and did not want Ning Fan to offend these people because of her.

Thinking of this, she took a step forward.

But before he could speak, Ning Fan exerted more force in his hands, but this time he didn't block Fang Min's mouth, but let him cry out.

"It hurts, hurts, I won't apologize, you fucking let me go!"

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Fei Weiwei, "He doesn't seem to want to apologize."

Fei Weiwei saw that Ning Fan was unwilling to reconcile and insisted on apologizing, and her temper was a little bit up, but she still endured it as a senior.

She looked at Fang Min and said in a deep voice, "Fang Min, since you are here for the competition, you are always a guest of the fashion exhibition. No matter what happens, we will wait until the competition is over. Hurry up and apologize to him."

Fang Min looked at Fei Weiwei in disbelief, but met her stern gaze, and instantly understood what she meant.

He suppressed his displeasure, and quickly said: "I'm sorry."

Fei Weiwei looked at Ning Fan this time, "Miss Ning, you should be satisfied this time, the designer competition will start soon, and these two still need time to prepare."

Ning Fan didn't answer, but turned to look at Mo Silu.

Mo Silu nodded again and again, "It's fine, it's fine."

Ning Fan looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly let go of Fang Min's hand, and kicked him without a trace while backing away.

Fang Min didn't take any precautions. The moment the strength behind him disappeared, he knelt directly on the ground.

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his lips, "It seems that I have sincerely regretted it, so I will forgive you."

Fang Min: "..."

Fei Weiwei asked someone to help him up, and sighed helplessly.

Fang Min came back to his senses and wanted to rush towards Ning Fan again, but was stopped by Fei Weiwei.

He couldn't help but stared at Ning Fan and Mo Silu, "Wait for me, today's business is endless, let alone the fashion industry, I will make it difficult for you to stay in the entertainment industry!"

"You don't want to retire, right? Sure, I'll see you later in the game, and I'll let you guys know what crushing is!"

Then he strode away.

Fei Weiwei's expression was not very good either, and she left behind Fang Min on her high heels.

Back in the backstage preparation room, Fang Min rubbed his wrist and thought it must be blue, but when he looked down, there was no scar.

He was so angry that he swept the things on the table to the ground.

"That person's name is Ning Fan, isn't it? I will definitely make her unable to survive in the entertainment industry!"

Fei Weiwei glanced at him, and her tone was not very good, "Why don't you say that you, a grown man, can't beat a little girl."

These words hurt Zhong Fangmin even more, he jumped up on the spot, "I, I was unprepared at the time, and I definitely couldn't use my full strength to the girl, who knew she was so strong! But Aunt Fei, how do you know her? "

Just as Fei Weiwei was about to explain, a man in his early 30s walked in the door, with blond hair and brown eyes, wearing a dark striped suit, and his hair was combed meticulously.

"What are you arguing about? The costumes for the competition are ready?"

Seeing him as if seeing a savior, Fang Min rushed over, "Uncle! I was beaten!"

He Yanchen frowned instantly. He looked Fang Min up and down, and found that his clothes were wrinkled and he kept rubbing his wrists.

"What's going on? Someone's making trouble at the fashion show?"

Fang Min omitted the fact that he bullied Mo Silu first, and added details about Ning Fan beating him and forcing him to apologize.

Sure enough, he saw He Yanchen's frown tightened. He knew that his uncle hated barbaric and rude people the most. No matter what he did, he followed the rules and even had some obsessive-compulsive disorder.

It is also because of this that Hou Yi's personality is arrogant and his design style is wild and unconstrained. The two are completely opposed to each other in terms of how they deal with people and their design concepts, so that the relationship is getting more and more rigid, and they are competing openly and secretly.

Fang Min looked at He Yanchen aggrievedly, "Uncle, they are really too much, you will give them a low score in a while, you must not let them win!"

He Yanchen glanced at him, "The competition must be fair, but..."

"Design reflects character, and a brutal and rude person is not worthy of being a designer."

Hearing what He Yanchen said, Fang Min nodded frantically.

That's great, he can feel at ease with his uncle's words, Mo Silu and that Ning Fan are definitely dead! -
After Fang Min and Fei Weiwei left, Ning Fan also followed Mo Silu to the backstage preparation room.

The preparation room is stocked with various fabrics and tools for sewing and cutting clothes.

As soon as the door of the preparation room was closed, Mo Silu bowed deeply to Ning Fan.

"Miss Ning, thank you for helping me just now."

Ning Fan waved his hands indifferently, looked at the clothes she put aside, "It's okay, I just don't like men who bully girls."

"And I like your design style very much. Did you make this dress yourself?"

Mo Silu nodded, "Yes, my grandmother is a tailor, so I have been very interested in clothes since I was a child, and because I like Chinese culture, I want to combine traditional elements with current fashion."

The more she spoke, the brighter her eyes became. She changed from her submissive look when she was bullied just now, and her whole body seemed to be glowing.

"Every time it is said that the catwalks are foreign dresses, why can't our traditional costumes? I want to carry forward the traditional culture and traditional costumes, so that the whole world will know when they see a certain pattern and clothes, ah, this belongs to Huaguo of!"

After she finished speaking, she happened to meet Shang Ning Fan's smiling eyes, rubbed the corner of her clothes in embarrassment, and even her voice became much quieter.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was talking big. I can't even participate in the competition, so how can I carry it forward?"

She turned around and packed her things silently, "I'd better go back to work, this time I'm going to hide it from the boss."

Ning Fan brushed his fingers lightly over the raised pattern on the clothes, and said in a relaxed tone, "You can participate."

Mo Silu smiled wryly, "How to participate? There is still time to mend the clothes if they are damaged, but there are no models."

Ning Fan's tone remained unchanged, "Why is there no model?"

Her words made Mo Silu look back at her in confusion, "Do you know the model? But the competition is about to start in half an hour. Although I am the last one to play, it is too late."

"You don't need a model."

Ning Fan suddenly raised his hand with a smile, and pointed his slender fingers at himself.

"The model is standing in front of you."

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