Saying XX lines makes me rich

Chapter 105 Paris Fashion Show
Xinxin Film and Television Entertainment Company.

Recently, as the Spring Festival was approaching, Zhong Qing, who was busy making charts for her new album, just got off the singing stage when she was hurriedly dragged away by her manager Brother Chen. He didn't know why her manager was in such a hurry until he sat in the nanny's car.

While busy contacting people, the agent said to Zhong Qing: "Although there are not many artists in the company who can be promoted as facades, there are still veteran movie kings and actresses. There are only a few invitations to Paris Fashion Week, so it falls to us." The odds in your hand are not great, but you still have to work hard to get it.”

Zhong Qing was stunned, "An invitation letter from the chief designer of Ruisha? When will our company have such resources in the fashion circle?"

Speaking of this, the agent couldn't help showing a smug smile: "That's right, we have a big boss like Sister Caishen, are we afraid that we don't have resources?"

"This time, the big boss specially named one for you, and we have a backer." The manager said, "Why don't you say that we have had dinner with the big boss, and it can be regarded as a meal. It's a friend of mine, and the big boss is so busy every day, he hasn't forgotten us."

Thinking of eating at the same table at the buffet at the Farmers' Happy Annual Meeting, Zhong Qing couldn't help laughing, and she felt warm in her heart, wishing she could turn into a migrant worker now and work hard for the big boss to earn money.

Now he is very fortunate that he listened to the advice of the economic man on Weibo and took the initiative to give himself to the big boss, so he was so lucky to be signed by the big boss to Xinxin Film and Television.

Since there are only a few independent seedlings in the company, the opportunity to improve commercial value and fashion resources should of course be left to the people cultivated by the company. The newcomers who were selected internally a few years ago and prepared to debut in the next year are not qualified, so in the end this is a good idea. The resources naturally fell to Zhong Qing and Yin Zhi, artists with superior appearance and some hot people at the same time.

So Chu Qingyu didn't mean to take care of others by mentioning the name on purpose, it was purely a sudden thought and a casual mention.

Yin Zhi, who was working overtime to wrap up her role, was going home to spend the Spring Festival with her younger brother, and soon received a notice from the manager. Although watching the show may not necessarily win fashion resources, it is still a gimmick to raise coffee. It is a must to go.

Hanging up the phone call of the economic man, Yin Zhi looked back at his younger brother who had improved slightly recently, but still behaved strangely and incomprehensibly, bit his lip, and tried to communicate with his younger brother: "Xiao Yuer, do you want to talk to your sister?" Let’s go to Paris to see the Eiffel Tower together?”

As expected, Yin Yu didn't respond at all, and concentrated on reading a prehistoric archaeological biology book by herself.Yin Zhi thought for a while, found some photos from her mobile phone, and then pulled her brother's hairy head to bring these photos to his eyes: "Look, when you arrive in Paris, you can see this, this, and this."

Yin Yu, who was forced to look at her mobile phone, was bewildered, her slightly shallow eyebrows were slightly frowned, her slender and thick eyelashes were fanned twice like two small fans, and her tea-brown eyes were full of protest against Yin Zhi's strange behavior.

Seeing this subtle expression, Yin Zhi couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch his younger brother's face, "You, why did you suddenly become obsessed with reading these books recently? Can you understand them? You can't just read the illustrations on them, right?" Like a child.

Knowing that it was impossible to persuade her younger brother to go to Paris with her, Yin Zhi could only forget about it, but she just sighed, straightened up and was about to leave, when suddenly someone grabbed her sleeve lightly.

Looking down with strength, she met her brother's clear eyes.

Almost skipping every word, Yin Yu said to her in a hoarse voice: "Go, Paris, book."

Yin Zhi froze in place for a long time.

Yin Yu didn't care about her reaction, and after she finished speaking, she lowered her head and continued to flip through the book in her hand.After an unknown amount of time, Yin Yu had finished reading the remaining half of the book, when he heard a muffled "bang" next to him.

It was his sister who sat down hard on the floor.

In the next second, Yin Yu's hand was pulled over by someone. He had already finished his work, and Yin Yu, who was "empty" for the time being, looked over with his strength, and saw his sister's charming fox eyes were full of tears. She shook her voice and said to him, "Er Mazi, say it again, I didn't understand!"

Yin Yu: "???"

Looking at her sister with "tiger eyes full of tears", Yin Yu tilted her head and stared at her for a long time.

After reacting for a long time, Yin Yu confirmed a fact from the horizontal and vertical comparison of thousands of memory fragments: my sister is indeed not very smart.

Belin De was very busy, but she took the time to receive Chu Qingyu in person.

When she saw Chu Qingyu, who was dressed in a modified Chinese costume, with a high ponytail on her head, and looked extraordinarily high-spirited and chivalrous, Belin De covered her mouth and expressed exaggerated emotion: "Yu, you are so cool! I like you so much dressed up!"

Chu Qingyu flicked her bangs, slanted her eyes at a 45-degree angle, hooked her lips, smiled evilly (greasy) charmingly (greasy), and cupped her fists casually: "Thank you, I like it too!"

Belin De laughed out loud at her funny look, then circled around her and snapped her fingers coolly: "I think you still need a sword to walk in the rivers and lakes, hurry up, follow me!"

Chu Qingyu came here at the personal invitation of Belin De, and the place where he stayed was of course Belin De's private villa in Paris.This is her usual place, and there are all kinds of things in it. Although it can't be said that everything is there, it is almost the same.

Soon, Belin De dug out a real sword with a black scabbard engraved with patterns and red gemstones inlaid on the hilt from her collection, "This is the real sword I bought at a charity auction many years ago." It’s not a famous product, but I really love this fancy design.”

Chu Qingyu couldn't help laughing: "It's really gaudy."

It is also decorated with twig patterns and gemstone tassels. Even though the whole body is notoriously calm and introverted black, there is still a sense of sullenness everywhere because of this gorgeousness.

One can tell at a glance that this sword should be hung on the wall as a decoration.

But I have to say that Belin De's aesthetics are very good, such a gaudy sword hung on Chu Qingyu's waist, it actually complements her strong outfit of black and red with dark lines, and she has a kind of unrestrained and unrestrained charm of a knight-errant character.

Chu Qingyu hung the sword and made a few sand sculptures of martial arts, which made Belin De and the maids next to him couldn't help laughing, and then said solemnly: "Belin, I kind of believe that you can do it right now. Huaguo elements are well applied to fashion."

This kind of praise made Belin De happy for three seconds, and she quickly realized another meaning revealed in the words, and she was so angry that she wanted to hit her immediately: "Fish, are you saying that you don't care about my show at all?" Don't you have confidence?!"

(End of this chapter)