Forget it, there are so many things happening today. It's like a dream for the cold month.
She did not expect that she would be invited to the scene. After seeing what happened on the scene, Leng Yueyue felt that she had been depressed by the destruction of her works.
When she takes more photos, it will be worth the trip.
After all, she saw night deep, as well as big stars Zhao Yiru and Lin Xinghuo.
When she was a little designer before, although her works were excellent, she could not compare with those top teams, let alone have such opportunities.
After taking a picture, a sharp eye suddenly found that Lin Xinghuo's skirt was very special and cried out.
"Miss Lin, the dress you are wearing today is very special. If I remember correctly, it seems to be the work of Shelly, the foreign designer?"
He had already left the court, but was asked, Lin Xinghuo's steps stopped. Then Zhao Yiru also stopped and looked at Lin Xinghuo suspiciously.
Lin Xinghuo smiles. "You really know goods. This is Shelly's design work."
"I have seen this design work before when I participated in activities abroad. I heard that it was photographed by a mysterious man with a huge sum of money just after it came out. Many people asked for a rare one, but miss Shelly never designed this kind of work again. How did you get this work, Miss Lin? Was it you who was photographed with a huge sum of money? "
Lin Xinghuo blinked his eyes, and his sight fell accurately on Han Muzi in the audience. Han Muzi shook her head slightly towards her. Lin Xinghuo responded and said with a soft smile: "well, guess."
Originally, she wanted to bring Han Muzi to the stage, but she respected Han Muzi's will. She didn't want to. Lin Xinghuo followed her meaning and gave the public a vague answer, neither denying nor admitting.
Then she waved, picked up her skirt and made a circle.
"Well, my event is over, fans, media friends, I'll see you another day."
Then she took the skirt and went backstage.
And the scene is very multimedia, reporters see, they quickly took the camera out of the scene, ready to go back to wait for her.
One side of Zhao Yi such as to see this scene, suddenly angry, but was stopped by the agent around.
"This is a scene. Don't be photographed. Let's go."
"Well, what about the designer's work? What is Shelly? I've never heard of these people making a fuss, and I don't want to see them. "
After that, she turned around and walked away. When she saw the skirt on her body, Zhao Yiru thought of Han Qing, and then she lifted her lips to smile.
When she becomes the young grandmother of Han's group, she will trample all these people under her feet!
*
seeing that the activity was almost finished, Han Muzi planned to get up and take Xiaoyan and lengyueyue to leave. However, as soon as she got up, her wrist was tight, and she was pulled back to her seat.
Turning his head to see the night, Mo held her hand deeply and looked at her thoughtfully.
"What are you doing? Let go. " Han Muzi's words are not good at scolding the way.
Night Mo deep squint eyes: "change face so fast?"
Cold moon and Xiaoyan looked at this scene, could not help blinking, and then sat back on the seat as if nothing.
It seems that many people around cast their eyes. Han Muzi was embarrassed to avoid those people's eyes, so she could only lower her voice and say, "you should let go quickly. Everyone is watching. This is the scene of the press conference. Do you want to be recognized?"
"How about recognizing it?" Night Mo deep pick pick eyebrows.
It's also true that where he goes at night, he doesn't care about being recognized.
It's better to recognize, more popular.
"Not so much." Han Muzi took a deep breath and then whispered, "can you let me go first? I'm leaving. "
"Good." Ye Moshen stared at her like a rogue: "you can let me go, you can add me wechat."
Han Muzi: "it's just
She thought she had heard it wrong.
Is he blocking her way to let her add his wechat? What happened?
Han Muzi blinked, "what do you say?"
"Last time you blackened me." When he said this, ye Moshen had a deep resentment, because of this matter, he has been remembering it until now, hoping that Han Muzi can add his wechat friends.
So this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
With that, ye Moshen took the mobile phone out and opened the wechat interface.
Han Muzi: "add a friend, you let me go?"
After asking, Han Muzi felt that she had some watt in his brain. Why did she ask such a question?
"Almost." Night Mo deep urged her: "quickly take out the mobile phone."Han Muzi stopped for a moment and looked back at Xiaoyan and Lengyue.
Cold month blinked her eyes and said innocently: "add a wechat, it won't drop a piece of meat, add it."
Small Yan sees form, also agree with the place nod: "say also, that Mu purple you hurry to add."
Two traitors.
Han Muzi glared at them in private, and finally took out the mobile phone. Because he had blackened the night, he could only enter the blacklist in front of him and drag him out.
"All right?"
"No friends yet." Night deep friend verification instant sent over, and then his tall body leaned over, the masculine breath on the body also strongly embraced: "pass quickly."
This look, really like a child to sugar, Han Muzi heart helpless, but still very quickly agreed.
"Is that all right?"
Seeing the message that you have added your friend to your mobile phone, Mo Shen's lips unconsciously draw up a beautiful arc. Then he thought of something and said in a cold voice, "don't delete me after I go back!"
Han Muzi: "you..."
She was just about to say how do you know? But after thinking about it, I felt it was unnecessary, so I could only nod my head.
"OK, I won't delete you. Can we go now?"
Night deep this just satisfied to move the leg, Han Muzi relaxed, got up ready to leave.
As a result, when she stood up, she found that her shoe root was broken. She was so distracted by the discussion with him that she forgot about it.
"Ah, Muzi, your shoes are broken. What should I do?" Xiao Yan exclaimed.
Han Muzi sat down again, and then took a look at the root of her shoes, a little depressed.
She simply took off the other shoe directly, and then carried the shoe in her hand. Her white feet stepped on the cold floor and whispered, "let's go out first."
One side of the night Mo deep see this scene, always feel that the snow-white feet are extremely dazzling, he dangerously narrowed his eyes.
The next second, the tall man suddenly got up, and then the barefoot Han Muzi was held up by his waist.
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