Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"sure……"

　　he murmured.

　　Hearing his words, Gao Yuanyuan smiled slightly;

　　"What do you think? The company I invested in is definitely not bad."

　　"Fine……"

　　Wu Shaobai nodded with a hint of surprise.

　　In fact, before this, he did not have any particularly high sensitivity to the so-called "fashion".

　　Just like an ordinary person who is indifferent to the fashion industry, when he learned the news of the death of "Karl Lagerfeld", his first reaction was: "Who is this person?" It is a truth.

　　In addition to the annual Victoria's Secret show, they don't care about the so-called Milan Fashion Week, London Fashion Week or something like that.

　　Even if you look at it, you will feel...

　　What is this so fashionable?

　　The reason is very simple, because I don't understand it and I lack sensitivity to this industry, so I can't understand it.

　　Wu Shaobai is such a person.

　　For fashion, he lacks this awareness, so he has never been very interested in fashion shows.

　　Actually this is nonsense.

　　How many people in the world are sensitive to fashion?

　　Who dares to pat their chests and say that the annual Victoria's Secret show is not for the words "supermodel" and "underwear"?

　　To put it bluntly, this kind of thing in frontier history lacks soil in the celestial dynasty.

　　It also lacks historical background.

　　But Hanfu is different.

　　This is the Chinese clothing!

　　This is our own costume.

　　The unique rhythmic beauty of the Celestial Dynasty and the beauty of Central China, which can only be reflected in Hanfu, instantly made Wu Shaobai feel that he was a "foreigner" and disappeared without a trace.

　　Dedicated to this show.

　　nice.

　　Beautiful indeed.

　　It's really really beautiful.

　　This kind of beauty that allows people in China to understand, understand, and even feel the design concept runs through the entire show.

　　So much so that when the staff member Maoyao ran to the two of them and reminded them that they should go to the backstage to prepare to play, Wu Shaobai still had some regrets in his heart... He couldn't read it completely.

　　Helplessly followed the staff to the backstage, and immediately, he and Gao Yuanyuan were surrounded by a group of Hanfu models.

　　Fortunately, there is no such thing as the underwear flying all over the backstage of Wei Mi.

　　However, Wu Shaobai averted his gaze uncomfortably.

　　On the other hand, Gao Yuanyuan nodded generously:

　　"Hello everyone, you did a great job just now. Thank you for your hard work."

　　At this time, a young lady wearing a blue Hanfu came over with her mobile phone in hand:

　　"Mr. Wu, Miss Yuanyuan, can you take a picture with the two of you?"

　　"Yes you can."

　　Gao Yuanyuan happily agreed.

　　As a result, Wu Shaobai, who came to his senses, was overwhelmed by a group of models who were about the same size as him, and some were even taller than him.

　　……

　　After ten minutes of noise, Wu Shaobai and Gao Yuanyuan met with a group of designers from Minghuatang with the staff's reminder, and then walked out together with the models on both sides.

　　Gao Yuan rounded his head.

　　Wu Shaobai followed in second place.

　　As soon as the two and many designers and models appeared, they instantly won cheers from the audience.

　　After appreciating this beautiful Hanfu feast, looking at everyone on the stage, all the audience did not hesitate to applaud, and passed their respect for this show to everyone with applause, expressing the highest courtesy.

　　At the same time, the eyes of countless people fell on one white and one red, and the two standing in the front were full of emotion again in their hearts:

　　"It's a perfect match..."

　　……

　　"Don't rush to leave, there is still an interview."

　　"okay."

　　Wu Shaobai agreed, and Gao Yuanyuan took him directly to the interview area.

　　As soon as the two appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of all reporters.

　　In an instant, people gathered around.

　　At this time, the staff of Minghuatang hurriedly stopped the reporter:

　　"Come one by one, please cooperate."

　　The reporters were not disobedient, but after the staff handed over seven or eight microphones together, Wu Shaobai took the initiative to pick it up and took it in front of Sister Yu.

　　"I'll hold it for you, you speak."

　　"it is good."

　　Gao Yuanyuan nodded and heard a reporter ask:

　　"Excuse me, why are you two here?"

　　Gao Yuanyuan smiled politely and said:

　　"¨" This Hanfu catwalk is a collaboration between Boyuantang and Minghuatang. We strive to show our own cultural heritage and fashion works that belong to our country. The original intention of Minghuatang and Boyuantang is to promote us Our own culture, and since we are partners, of course the two of us are coming.”

　　"Then how do you feel about this catwalk?"

　　"Needless to say? Everyone's applause already represents everything. Minghuatang's craftsmanship in Hanfu is admirable, and I also believe that it will bring more and better works to all people who like Hanfu in the future. A whole new feeling."

　　"Does Boyuantang have any idea of ​​holding its own show?"

　　"Of course there is. But as I said before, we and Minghuatang are partners, and Mengmeng is not far from the focus. If it's just incense and fashion, it will be a little frivolous, and it will be a little frivolous with our "seeking quiet and thinking" The spirit does not match. So in the future, it will be more cooperation rather than individual display.”

　　Seeing that Gao Yuanyuan did not leave Minghuatang's help with propaganda for three sentences, the reporters also felt that it was meaningless (Qian Haozhao) thinking...

　　If so, why not...

　　"Excuse me, Mr. Wu, are you and Miss Gao Yuanyuan wearing a couple's outfit this time?"

　　Wu Shaobai was stunned for a moment, then nodded:

　　"Forget it, my piece is called Yue Lun, and my sister's piece is called Hongxue. Although they have different ideas, they can be regarded as lovers pretending to be seedlings."

　　"Then aren't you afraid that Tong Liya will be jealous?"

　　"Don't be afraid."

　　Wu Shaobai shrugged casually:

　　"The first time we went in and out of the hotel, the scandal was no more than wearing a couple's outfit? Some things don't need to be explained, those who understand will naturally understand, and those who don't understand we won't bother... Let's talk about it. , without taking it out of context, if you let me see who twisted my words tomorrow... Curse that person listening to my cross talk and have diarrhea every day."

　　"Hahaha~"

　　Suddenly shaking a burden, everyone including the reporter laughed out loud. .

Chapter 1267

　　The topic returned to Gao Yuanyuan.

　　After asking a few questions, finally, a reporter asked directly:

　　"Excuse me, Miss Gao Yuanyuan, have you completely retired? Will we still see you in the entertainment circle in the future?"

　　"Uh……"

　　Gao Yuanyuan thought for a while, then shook his head:

　　"I just finished filming a movie in June this year...how can it be counted as a film? But it's true that I haven't appeared on the screen for a long time because I found a career I love in the past two years. As for the future... ...Maybe there aren't many opportunities. The back waves of the Yangtze River drive the front waves, and the new generation in the mountains and rivers replaces the old ones. I'm in my thirties, and if I continue to be active, it may be time to play a mother or some other kind of role. After all I'm getting old too. And instead of that, I think it's better to let the people who like me keep my best side on the screen. So... Maybe I won't appear in the circle in the future. I also take this opportunity to thank everyone for their support to me, it is my luck to meet you in the best years."

　　While speaking, Sister Yu folded her hands together and looked like she was praying:

　　"I will pray for everyone."

　　In an instant, the reporter was boiling.

　　what is this?

　　 Shadow Manifesto?

　　"You will say goodbye to this circle in the future?"

　　"It's not necessarily true. I can only say that it depends on the situation. Haha, okay, I'll stop this question. Today is Minghuatang's Hanfu catwalk. We can't digress..."

　　Sister Yu has a lot of experience dealing with reporters.

　　Always keep the rhythm firmly in your own hands.

　　Wu Shaobai, on the other hand, always held the microphone in a dignified manner until all the interviews were completely over...

　　……

　　In the car, Sister Yu looked a little disappointed.

　　Wu Shaobai asked:

　　"what happened?"