South Wind Knows My Mood

Shang Xiu never raised idlers.

Lu Xizhou gave the personnel department for three days.

At this time, the three-day period is here, the Minister of Personnel is standing at the door of the president's office.

Knock on the door.

"Enter." Lu Xicai did not have emotional sounds.

The Minister of the Personnel Pinched a sweat, tied to the folder in his hand, and vigorously went in.

Put the file in front of Lu Xizhou: "The land is always, this is the list of models selected."

Lu Xizhou is spread.

International supermodel name is very familiar, one page looks at the past, there is nothing wrong.

Until -

The last page is finished.

Lu Xizhou screwed his brow, silently a few seconds, looking up.

The finger has a rhythmic light buckle on the folder, and the Lu Xicai has no one's face of the personnel of the personnel of the personnel, calm, spit out a sentence: "Less one person, what do you mean?"

The voice of the voice is not angry, distinguishable.

After the Minister of Personnel, he scared a cold sweat and immediately left.

Lu Xizhou slowly stood up, pick up the folder, forced the minister of the personnel, and his eyes is like a sharp knife, it can cut it easily.

A few seconds, he put the files on the supervisor of the personnel department, giving the chin, picked up to the ultimate eye, looked at him, question: "No model, you want me to wear clothes to walk T-plane? Well?"

It is clearly a very low voice, but the sound will go out.

After the supervisor of the Personnel Department, he hurriedly took up the folder that slipped from him, and carefully looked at Lu Xizhou from the eyelids: "The continent, not, I have an alternative person here."

"Where?" Lu Xizhou looked at him, and his look was slow.

The Minister of Personnel took out a paper behind him, very zero-scattered.

Friendly in front of Lu Xizhou: "China's supermodel can have all signed it, but it is still one, there is no way, I have picked several alternatives from the newcomer, these new people have just emerged in the industry, very with potential……"

Lu Xicai opened the paper sheet in the introduction of the Minister of Personnel, turned on the first hand of the newcomer model.

In the backward position, his fingers, suddenly.

The fundus, there is a light shot.

Surprised, wrong, joy, or other emotions, a brain.

There is almost less expressive face on Lu Xizhou.

The Minister of Personnel is talking about the discourse, looking at Lu Xizhou.

If Lu Xi, if there is no smell, all attention is held on that paper.

Clear and strange.

That name, with a breath of remembering nearly ten years, invading breathing in an instant.

Even breathing becomes stuck.

Time feather.

The name that once engraved on his heart.

Almost in an instant, calling him to lose God.

Lu Xizhou is too long, his face is not very nice, and the personnel department is in charge of the nerve testivity: "Mainland?"

If the thoughts faded like a tide, returning to the mind in an instant.

Lu Xizhou pinching the fingers of the paper sheet, and a few incomprehensible shake it.

Half, he took out the name called Times in a newcomer, and his hand of the personnel was in the hands of the person: "The last one, with her."

"it is good."

The Minister of Personnel took over the paper and looked at it. On the paper page, it was an extremely indifferent face, a pair of eyesight, cold and cold.

It seems to be more suitable for fashion.

He doesn't understand, why is Lu Xizhou to choose this model, but he does not refute, the decision of Lu Xizhou has never allowed anyone.

Only took the paper and retired.

The office is returned to calm.

It is like a variety of just happened, just a dream that he woke up at midnight.

The glamorous light can tell him outside the window, not.

Time feather.

He found the corner of the lack of his mind for many years.

Lu Xizhou looked out of the floor, the bustling city, he as if she stepped on the sharp high heels, stepped up this floating, step by step, and came toward him.

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The night is coming, the noisy street, the light is bright.

A girl wearing a black retro trouley is slowly walking from the airport. The huge sunglasses cover most of the face, only show a sexy red lip, the brunette is flying in the night wind, one step, will open.

In the crowd, the eyes are like extreme.

After she, she followed a woman from about 30 years old, her body was slightly fat, holding a white suitcase.

The two quickly drilled into a taxi and disappeared in the vast night.

All the way galloped, the taxi finally stopped in Intercontinental Hotel.

The woman reached out the slender fingers, and the fingertips clipped a red banknote, there is a white smoke, drifting from the banknote.

She opened, the voice is like a summer day, "" No need to find it. "

After a few seconds, a pair of long legs on high heels were stepped on the ground.

The buffer crisp is accompanied by the sound of the luggage wheel, and disappears in the hotel hall.

The driver moved to the eyes of the soul.

Check in, take cards.

The whole process, the time is not open, and the sunglasses did not pick, only the flaming cigarette butts, the silent flashes in the air.

Take a good stay and take the elevator.

Enter the room.

Time Feather This only took the sunglasses on the face, throwing on the table, showing a pair of elongated eyes.

I got the room around, walk to the bedside, open the curtains, the night scene of the city, laying in the line of sight.

She quietly stood in front of the window, not slow, and smoked the smoke.

The door of the toilet is loud, breaking the room quiet.

The assistant came out from the inside, and the back of the time: "Time feather, water is placed."

Duration did not read the assistant, tapping the smoke in the ash cylinder, the head did not lift: "Okay, I know, you can go back to your room."

The assistant retreated in the statement.

Duration pulled up the curtain and fade the clothes on your body.

Until one is not hung.

Barefoot walks into the toilet.

The whole body is immersed in warm water, relieves the tiredness of the day, she looked at the ceiling, for a long time, the lips, showed that there was a smile.

A city, I haven't seen you for a long time.

Lu Xizhou, don't be innocent.

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This night, Lu Xi'an came back very late.

When you come back, your face is not good.

Xu Nanfeng only when he was exhausted because of work, not too stunned.

Have a meal, take a break.

But found that Lu Xizhou took her asleep as in the past, her heart felt some subtle, turning back, and asking Lu Xizhou: "Is it there?"

Lu Xizhou stared at her black and white, and the heart was inexplicably annoyed, half-awaited, and the hand was lightly falling in her waist: "No, sleep."

Today's workload is very big, Xu Nang is almost close to his eyes for ten minutes, it enters the sleep state.

Speaking that she fell asleep.

Lu Xizhou took his hand and turned over and faced the ceiling.

This dark night, inexplicable depression.

It's not a way to sleep, the whole mind is time.

When you are young, you will not have the mind, and you will lose green plum, no matter which kind of identity, she once called him to show upside down.

Tomorrow, this time I have been reunited for ten years, I will be staged.

Always calm, such as Lu Xizhou, I don't know how it is.

I don't want to sleep on the opposite side. He smashed the eyebrows and sits from the bed.

Xu Nanfeng woke up in the middle of the night, fascinated, vague saw that there was a shadow on the balcony.

She walked over and found that it was Lu Xizhou.

He is pushing on the balcony. He has twisted a smoke and stares on the dark night. I don't know what to look, there is a silky white fog to slow down the top of his head.

His feet, piled up the smoky cigarette, and a cigarette buttons and scarlets.

Xu Nanfeng is almost awake in an instant, staring at the back of Lu Xizhou, and asking the heart: "Lu Xizhou, what is going on ..."

He is not a smoky person, she has never seen, he smoked so fierce.

The body of Lu Xizhou is stiff, a few seconds, smoke, turned it.

The wind is a big night, and Xu Nanfeng has a thin pajamas blown.

He walked in the past and took her back to the bedroom: "Nothing, just insomnia."

"Do not lie to me."

"will not."

Xu Nanfeng letter, Lu Xizhou's words, she never doubt.

Soon, she fell asleep again.

The dream is very beautiful. She still don't know when she woke up, greeted her, what will be.

Next day.

Both people work as usual.

I entered the company again before.

Fashion week will be officially carried out after three days, today, it is a model of the model.

Lu Xicai has just entered the president office, and is told by the Secretary, and the model has been waiting in the lounge.

Lu Xicai was tight.

He has never seen these big winds these years, and they will lose their minds because of a long time.

In the office calm and half, I walked toward the lounge.

When he pushed the door of the lounge, stepped into the first step, greeted the attention of countless models.

Or with a smile, or with love, or with a congratulations, only the crowd that stacked in the layer, falling in his sight.

No matter where it is, even in the most inconspicuous corner, she always arrested the one.

For example, at this moment.

He easily in such people, in just one moment, he saw her standing in the last.

Wearing her black skirt calmly standing under the light.

In this world, she is unique.

The author has something to say:

Baby, the story of you refused.

Here I feel that there is a need for a vaccination: First, this big pot of dog is necessary to sprinkle. Without this pot, you can't see the remaining land, and go down the land of the altar. Leaning on the lakes of Xu Nanfeng shoulder, of course, it will not see Lu Gong and the little sister in the difficult to be born in a step, and so, for the back of the story, this bridge is required. of.

However, please feel free to worry, this bridge will not be too long, a total of 3,400,000, probably one of the full text, then it is sweet, pet.

So the baby, promise me, don't abandon the text, you can skip this paragraph, the author of this glass is afraid that it is necessary to break into a slag, Xiao Meng new is now very difficult.

Well, the nonsense is finished, the reading is happy, then the bridge is abused, welcome to the commentary to spit, can also be silent in the heart,