Rebirth of Rong Shao

"I believe that whether it is Chopin or Vacheron Constantin, Rong Fei can perfectly show their temperament."

"Very moderate answer, boring!" Peng Shanshan said half-jokingly.

"But the truth in my heart is..." Su Zhen paused and suspended Peng Shanshan's interest again, "Rong Fei has a unique temperament, unique."

"Ah!" Peng Shanshan showed an exaggerated expression, "Couldn't Su Tianwang mean... Chopin and Vacheron Constantin are not worthy of Rong Fei?"

"It depends on how you understand." Su Zhen smiled, meaning infinitely in it.

"Okay, okay, let's have a taste of Rong Shao's style! "Entertainment Broadcast" presents Milan Fashion Week for you in thirty seconds!"

So the director cut into Perini's "Day and Night" at Milan Fashion Week, and saw Rong Fei on the screen wearing a black casual shirt coming oncoming. The only bright spot was the silver decorative belt around his waist. He walked up, his clothes swayed gently, and there was no female model swaying, but he had a sense of open-mindedness. In such an open temperament, he moved the heartstrings of the watcher, and the mystery of the night emerged spontaneously.

For a program like "Entertainment Broadcasting", thirty seconds is definitely not short, but it makes Peng Shanshan feel fleeting.

"Huh—" Returning to the show again, Peng Shanshan let out a sigh, "I really never felt that Rong Shao was so sexy! It made me feel like...like..."

Peng Shanshan couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while, but Su Zhen on the side said, "It's like there are countless feathers passing by."

"Ah! Ah! That's how it feels!" Peng Shanshan nodded.

"I don't mind if you continue to be obsessed with Rong Fei, but if you don't broadcast the next news, I'm afraid the program time will come soon." Su Zhen prompted.

"Oh! Yeah! Hurry up to the next news, Xingyao's sister Luo Bing has participated in the Hollywood fantasy blockbuster "Seven Days Floating Clouds", and she will play the part of the Oriental Witch in it. The coldness is extraordinary. Everyone is looking forward to..."

The broadcast continued, and Su Zhen chatted with Peng Shanshan from time to time until the half-hour recording of the program ended.

In the lounge, Peng Shanshan flipped through the magazine while Su Zhen closed her eyes in the chair beside her.

"Ah, suddenly I feel that Rong Shao is really gorgeous! From the negative news, I only think that he is a spoiled rich young master who behaves perversely. After watching his performance of "Light Wind", I feel that although he is not I know how little tolerance is in reality, but at least it’s not that annoying. But from London Fashion Week to Milan Fashion Week, I suddenly felt that he was mature and very masculine. With such a refreshing temperament, it really made him People are taken aback!"

Su Zhen opened her eyes and turned her head to the side to catch a glimpse of Rong Fei in the magazine in Peng Shanshan's hand.

"Ah... Did you bother you? I'm so embarrassed!" Peng Shanshan showed a sorry expression.

"It's okay." Su Zhen shook his head, "Can you lend me a look? That seems to be an interview column, right?"

"Yes, translated from a fashion magazine in London." Peng Shanshan handed the magazine over, and then laughed as she thought of something, "I think Su Zhen, you like Rong Shao very much! If you are not a king of heaven, I will still I think you are a fan of tolerance!"

"I am indeed Rong Fei's fan." Su Zhen turned the page with her fingers and traced Rong Fei in the magazine with her eyes.

"Huh? When did it start? I remember that you hated him because of the "Guardianmen"... But after calmly fewer car accidents, he has changed a lot! He is more patient with the media than before. Many, even the directors and actors who have worked with him say that he is actually very good-tempered, and it is completely like two people from the previous newspapers and magazines. "Peng Shanshan feels puzzled.

"People always grow up, maybe because Rong Fei has grown up." Su Zhen's voice was full of tolerance.

"There are rumors in the industry that he is going to play Mo Xiaobei in "Gun God"! Suddenly I am a little looking forward to it. Mo Xiaobei should be a tough character. After all, Rong Shao is still handsome and handsome, I don’t know. Can you show the taste of Mo Xiaobei?"

Su Zhen said amusedly: "Who said that a long sunshine and handsome can't be a tough guy?"

"Haha, that's also true! An elegant type like Su Zhen, you, has played that kind of arrogant man!" Peng Shanshan seems to have thought of something, "Hey, the actor Lin Mofeng of "Gun God" has not been finalized. Is it for you? I really want to see you and Rong Shao in the play!"

"I am also looking forward to it, but it will take at least two to three months before it starts up."

At this time, Shen Yan knocked on the door, "I'm sorry to be late, I'll pick Su Zhen back to the apartment."

Su Zhen stood up holding the magazine, and smiled and asked Peng Shanshan: "Shanshan, is it okay to give this magazine to me?"

"Ah, it doesn't matter! I have finished reading it!" Peng Shanshan was a little flattered.

When Su Zhen and Shen Yan were walking in the parking lot, Shen Yan said suspiciously, "Don't you like to read this type of magazine?"

Su Zhenla sat in the car door and said, "It's boring to ride in the car, you can look around."

Shen Yan started the car and said, "Your hobby has really changed a lot. You used to like to drink champagne, but now you want me to help you buy a box of beer and keep it at home. You never touch junk food such as instant noodles. You asked me to buy you Shin Ramen a few days ago?"

"Well, by the way, help me book another ticket to Paris on Wednesday." Su Zhen had no extra expression on her face.

"Paris? Are you obsessed with Fashion Week? You just came back from London Fashion Week some time ago. If you want to change your job as a model, I have no problem! But you have to tell me in advance!" Shen Yan said very seriously.

"Well, there is no such plan for the time being."

Hearing what he said, Shen Yan exhaled. In front of others, Su Zhen is gentleman and elegant, but for Shen Yan, even though the two have worked together for so long, Su Zhen is still unpredictable.

At this time, the car drove through the Jiamao International Shopping Center, and Milan Fashion Week was playing on the big LED screen. At this time, Rong Fei and An Kaiwen walked side by side.

Shen Yan glanced sideways and couldn't help sighing, "Oh my God, Rong Shao hasn't been compared by An Kaiwen at all..."

"He was no worse than Ann Kevin."

"...Su Zhen, did you say that Rong Shao opened a plug-in? Why did I never think that Rong Shao has such potential before?" Shen Yan said half-jokingly, "Su Zhen, I said you are not obsessed with Is there less room? I have been wondering that after becoming your agent, you have never caused any scandals for me. Don't you like women to like men?"

Su Zhen put down the magazine and looked at Shen Yan with her arms folded, "I don't like men."

Shen Yan saw Su Zhen’s cold expression in the rearview mirror, and quickly said: “I know, I know, who wants you to always speak nice things to Rong Shao in front of the media recently and ran to London to watch his fashion week. Even the director of "Gun God" asks you if you think Rong Fei's appearance is not suitable for Mo Xiaobei, you say that Rong Fei is very plastic... I guess you either have a crush on Rong Shao or appreciate Rong Shao's talent. I'm going to praise him. Of course I am 100% sure-because of the latter."

A faint smile appeared on Su Zhen's lips. Shen Yan leaned forward to the driver's seat. His voice stretched as if from hell, "What if I say it is because I have a crush on Rongfei?"

"Hehe...hehe..." Shen Yan laughed dryly, "Isn't it..."

Su Zhen ignored him, leaned back on the back of the chair, and continued to read the magazine comfortably, Shen Yan's tight back also relaxed.

In many cases, Shen Yan can only tell his thoughts from the aura that Su Zhen exudes. Even though Shen Yan feels that Su Zhen’s crush on Rong Fei is definitely more exaggerated than the impact of Mars on the eastern hemisphere, but for some reason Vaguely feel that what Su Zhen said... is true.

The success of Milan Fashion Week gave Perini more confidence in Rong Fei. He regretted that he should let Rong Fei finish New York Fashion Week, although his contract with Rong Fei ends at Paris Fashion Week. When all the hustle and bustle belonging to the catwalk were gone temporarily, Perini took Rong Fei and other models to the bar to revel. Everyone toasted each other. Although Rong Fei didn't understand what the other party was saying, he would respond to each other with enthusiasm when someone hugged him. Lien also came to clink glasses with Rong Fei, "I really didn't expect you to be so good at all."

Although it was in English, Rong Fei understood it.

"Thank you."

Lien didn't stay in Rong Fei for too long, and soon drank with others.

Rong Fei took out his mobile phone and found that there were no missed calls or unread messages.

My heart is empty, as if I am used to something and suddenly I feel uncomfortable if I don't do anything.

What are you thinking about? Su Zhen also has his own life. Do you think he doesn't have to do anything except catwalks just like you?

"What are you looking at?" An Kaiwen's voice sounded in his ears.

Rong Fei turned his head and bumped his forehead against the opponent's nose.

"Oh..." An Kaiwen covered his nose and stepped back, reaching out to cover the tip of his nose.

"I'm sorry! Are you okay!" Rong Fei leaned over to see if An Kaiwen's nose was doing well. His impact just now was not light.

An Kaiwen shook his right hand to signal that it was okay, turned and walked to the bathroom, Rong Fei followed closely. An Kaiwen leaned on the side of the pool, and as soon as he lowered his head, the ticking blood flowed down.

"If it hurts, go see a doctor!" Rong Fei felt guilty for hurting him, worrying that if his nose hurts, it will affect the Paris catwalk a few days later.

An Kaiwen shrugged his shoulders and laughed twice, took the water to soak his face, then took out the tissue on the side and wiped it, then turned around, "I'm not that delicate."

Rong Fei took a breath and was about to leave with An Kaiwen, when he heard the sound of whimpering and clothes rubbing in the compartment.

"Um... uh... hurry up..."

"...Hold it so tightly, are you trying to squeeze me out..."

Rong Fei was stunned. After two or three seconds, he suddenly understood what the two people in the compartment were doing. With the mingled gasp sound, the air instantly solidified, and Rong Fei's heart beat almost pierced his chest. . They didn't seem to be surprised by someone hearing it, but what made Rong Fei feel the most incredible was that all of them should be men.

Everything was so quiet that only the ambiguous sound made by the two people remained.

An Kaiwen put his palms on his shoulders, he smiled jokingly, and took Rong Fei out of the bathroom.

"Hey! Hey! Wake up!" An Kaiwen patted Rong Fei's face and smiled even harder. "Didn't I tell you about nine **** men in the fashion industry? Although that is an exaggeration, But it seems that you haven't done enough mental construction!"

Rong Fei came back to his senses, not knowing what to do with a good expression.

"Even Perini likes men." An Kaiwen raised his chin, meaning that Rong Fei is so strange.

"What? No way?"

"He even pursued me." An Kaiwen said in a calm tone.

"Huh?" Rong Fei's jaw was about to fall. An Kaiwen put his hand on his chin and closed his mouth.

"Of course I lied to you! Mr. Perini’s wife is also a well-known underwear designer, and their feelings are very good." An Kaiwen raised his eyebrows and leaned forward with his arms. "But if you didn’t kiss a man According to the experience, I don’t mind sacrificing myself..."

"No need!" Rong Fei shook his hand quickly. He thought he was not so conservative, but let's forget about kissing a man! The delusion that Su Zhen kissed himself on the London Eye had already made him feel very guilty. If An Kaiwen really came out like this, Rong Fei would regret why he didn't jump off the London Eye.

However, An Kaiwen leaned in disgustingly, Rong Fei turned his head to avoid it, and An Kaiwen posted it again.

Seeing the smile in his eyes was a joke, Rong Fei could only move quickly to leave him.

The other people who were drinking paid attention. A few young people who love to play even clapped their hands and shouted.

"Kisshim!"

"Kisshim!"

"Kisshim!"

Although Rong Fei's English is not good, it does not mean that he is not illiterate, and his face blushed instantly.

He stared at An Kaiwen fiercely and motioned him not to play anymore.

An Kaiwen showed a big smile, and continued to follow Rong Fei, starting some teasing moves. He hugged Rong Fei, pressed his waist and pressed him towards him, and rubbed his fingers across Rong Fei's cheeks.

There was a lot of laughter, whistles and whistles, and the atmosphere was HIGH.

Rong Fei did not open An Kaiwen's hand, supporting his elbow and slamming. All this happened so quickly that An Kaiwen was crushed on the bar before he could react. He shook his head. sound.

"Hahaha!" Loud laughter came, and many people were sighing.

Rong Fei realized that he was a little heavier, and he had been exercising in the gym some time ago. His body was much stronger, and his strength was greater than when he met An Kaiwen in the "Golden Rose".

"Are you okay! I'm sorry... who wants you..."

As soon as Rong Fei released An Kaiwen, the other party turned around with his upper body supported, and suddenly reached out his hand to clasp the back of Rong Fei's neck and pressed him down. Rong Fei suddenly plunged into An Kaiwen’s arms, and the other party’s lips slammed up. Rong Fei’s mouth was quickly occupied by the other party, who was about to exclaim. The tip of his tongue licked and licked his upper lip. Rong Fei’s hands were resting on An Kai Wen's two sides supported his upper body. He desperately wanted to get up, but An Kaiwen's strength was so strong that Rong Fei's head was firmly locked there, and his other hand pressed Rong Fei's back waist.

Being kissed in such embarrassment, Rong Fei was at a loss for the first time.

"Uh...uh..."

Ann Kaiwen's tongue churns and **** wildly, as if to swallow him whole in his abdomen.

Rong Fei was stunned, all his strength concentrated on his arms but he could barely support himself.

There were cheers and whistles of other people in their ears, and they continued to roar.

At a certain moment, An Kaiwen released Rong Fei.

The breath of the two of them was not yet smooth, Rong Fei raised a punch and slammed An Kaiwen in the face, but An Kaiwen hid in the punch, only air was in the punch.

"What the **** are you doing!" Rong Fei raised his voice and roared out angrily.

The people who had watched the excitement and booze suddenly calmed down, watching Rong Fei blush as if he was about to kill An Kaiwen.

Oh my god! He Rong Fei was actually kissed by a man! What is this! The most terrible thing is that An Kaiwen's tongue just stuck out!

An Kaiwen raised his lips and said mockingly: "Isn't it? I can't play so much? You won't lose a piece of meat after being kissed! It's not the first time."

"Can this be used to play!" That time at the airport was not counted, it was Rong Shao who kissed you, not me!

"Why can't this be used for playing? Can you play this less and play less?"

An Kaiwen's question made Rong Fei choke there.

After a long time, Rong Fei said, "We are all men..."

An Kaiwen sneered and raised his eyebrows, "So you just play with women, don't you?"

At that moment, Rong Fei found sadly that he had become the unreasonable party instead.

At this moment, Mr. Perini hurried over. He said a long list of words that Rong Fei couldn't understand, and then put a glass of wine in front of Rong Fei, which meant that Rong Fei should stop getting angry.

Seeing Rong Fei standing there, Perini motioned to An Kaiwen to interpret it to him, but An Kaiwen stood motionless with his arms folded, and Mr. Perini had to call another person of Chinese descent in anguish. The model, the other party explained in poor English: "Mr. Perini said that everyone drank some HIGH, telling you not to mind too much! An Kaiwen should be harmless."

Rong Fei looked around, suddenly felt that he was the only one who didn't fit in. These models have become accustomed to similar funny jokes, and their bottom line has never been the same as that of Rong Fei. Rong Fei's performance now seems to be hypocritical.

Taking over the wine in Perini's hand, Rong Fei walked towards An Kaiwen step by step.

The other party is still pulling to death, as if I kissed you and you owed me.

Rong Fei came to him with a smile, and swayed to the music in the bar, covering An Kaiwen's profile with his palm, copying his previous tease intact.

An Kaiwen's arrogant expression gradually eased and became puzzled. He held down Rong Fei's hand and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"