Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

The police officer looked at Wu Yixian suspiciously and was a little puzzled.

"No." Wu Yixian shook his head and suddenly smiled, "I'm sorry for her. I have no face to see her."

“……”

Because Wu Yixian was arrested, the crew was shrouded in a haze.

There was no way to shoot the scene of Man 2, and the progress of the whole crew was delayed.

Gu zhixia stayed in the crew for several days, and there was no important play.

The director doesn't know when to invite new man 2, so Gu zhixia can't do other work temporarily.

I can only stay in the crew and brush my cell phone.

Xia Buxia said: Milan Fashion Week will begin recently. It is said that several main creators of our crew have been invited to see the show!

It's Manqing: how envious! I really want to go to Milan!

Xiaodouer: either have works or have money. Now I envy you. It's better to find a gold owner to keep it.

It's Manqing: I don't want it! I want red!

Early in the morning, the wechat group chattered.

Gu zhixia sat on the sofa in the lounge and looked at the news in the wechat group one by one.

This is the temporary interview group she added before she came to the crew. Most of them are small shrimps outside the 18th line.

Daily content is envy, jealousy and hatred

Xiaodou'er: isn't there a creator in our [email protected] Jun Qing Ru LAN

Suddenly he was publicly Q noticed in the group, and Gu zhixia was startled.

She typed in the dialog box and quickly deleted it.

Xia Buxia said: which great God is Junqing Rulan? We have creative people in our group? let me count on you!

It's Manqing: legs! Where's the leg?!

Xiaodou:

Gu zhixia also looked at the mobile phone screen speechless. For a long time, she typed a line of words.

Jun Qing Rulan: also ask for thighs!

Xia said:

It's Manqing:

The group fell into a brief silence, but soon became active again.

Xia Buxia said: @ Junqing Rulan asks for friends! Who are you? I'm a special guest of group A. I'm the second from the bottom in the first row of the palace maids!

It's Manqing: @ Junqing Rulan asks for friends! Who are you? I'm a special guest of group A. I'm the first in the first row and the second in the positive row!

Xiaodou:

In the face of the two enthusiastic members in the group, Gu zhixia was a little embarrassed for a while.

Jun Qing Rulan: friends have been added. I play concubine Shang on the crew

Xia Buxia said: are you my goddess?! Does the goddess have an invitation to Milan?! Please watch Milan live!

Junqing Rulan: neither do I

Gu zhixia wanted to go, but her coffee place was too small. No brand invited her.

Xia Buxia said: it seems that Xiaodou has received the invitation!

It's Manqing: @ Xiaodou's thigh! Thighs! Take my knees!

Xia Buxia said: bah! Wall grass! Wood has [email protected] It's Manqing

It's Manqing: I want red! What is integrity?!

Xia said:

Jun Qing Rulan:? (*?*)?

Gu zhixia didn't know what to say, so he could only make an expression.

She subconsciously opened Xiaodou's circle of friends from the group. She thought she had to add friends to see it, but she didn't expect that her circle of friends had no permission at all.

The first one in the circle of friends is the invitation from Milan.

There are two big words on it - Yunke!

Gu zhixia was slightly surprised that Yunke had an invitation from Milan?

You know, fashion week is the dream of all people in the fashion industry. Everyone has sharpened their heads and drilled into it.

Any star who can receive the invitation from the organizer represents his fashion attitude, is recognized by professionals in the fashion circle, or represents his coffee position in the entertainment circle.

It is impossible to say no envy

Gu zhixia sighed and lay on the sofa in the lounge.

"Sister Xia, what's the matter with you?" Mei Mei, who was also sitting on the side brushing her mobile phone, noticed the change of Gu zhixia's mood and tilted her head and asked.

"I see Yunke has an invitation to Milan..." Gu Zhi Xia sighed and rolled on the sofa. "I really want to go too!"

But I can't go

Mei Mei frowned. "Does Yunke have an invitation to Milan?"

Even Gu zhixia didn't receive the invitation. How could Yunke have it?

Her usual resources are not as good as Gu zhixia, let alone fashion resources.

"Sister Xia, can I have a look at her invitation?" Mei Mei looked at Gu zhixia's decadent expression and asked again.

Gu zhixia lies on the sofa, hands her mobile phone to Mei Mei, turns over and nests in the sofa again.

Mei Mei opened her cell phone and saw the invitation letter at a glance.

She zoomed in and looked, and the corners of her lips immediately hooked up, "sister Xia, her picture is p, you see..."

Mei Mei said and directly handed the enlarged detail to Gu zhixia. "The grain here is wrong. It should be a three character name."

Yunkeba became the name of P who showed off in the circle of friends, and he skillfully covered the brand name of the inviting business, which is estimated to be afraid of revealing.

"What's the advantage of her doing this?" Gu zhixia leaned over and took a look at what Meimei said. There was indeed a trace of P-map.

If Meimei hadn't said it, she really couldn't see it.

"Of course it's good," Mei Mei said solemnly to Gu zhixia.

"A star who often participates in Milan Fashion Week represents being at the forefront of fashion. Sometimes he even leads some fashion trends and becomes a master of fashion influence."

Looking at Gu zhixia's still frowning eyebrows, Mei Mei thought and added: "if she's lucky, she can get more endorsements by this show."

Although the possibility of a big brand is low, she can still get a small brand endorsement.

"But it's fake... That..." Gu zhixia still doesn't seem to understand.

"Sister Xia, many unknown bloggers go to the gate of fashion week at their own expense. It's good to brush the heat!"

Mei Mei looks at Gu zhixia with an unbelievable face. She's afraid she's stupid

I don't even know this kind of operation.

"As long as you pack it, take photos on the streets of Milan and send a few manuscripts back, the melon eaters don't care whether you go or not."

Besides, there are so many photos taken by the media during the fashion week. Who would have guessed if they were exposed to the sun in the circle of friends?

"If not, will you go to the show at your own expense... Take another shot in the infield..."

Gu zhixia looked at Mei Mei with her chin. "Otherwise we would go and have a look at it at our own expense?"

Anyway, the crew doesn't have any scenes to shoot recently. They have to wait for male No. 2 to come. It's estimated that it will take some time.

"Sister Xia, do you know how much it will cost to go to the show at your own expense?" Mei glanced at Gu zhixia and asked carefully.

After all, Gu zhixia didn't even know the coquettish operation. She guessed that she didn't know the price of watching the show in the infield.

"There are probably six or seven thousand people in the show..."