Yan Qi wore a white haute couture suit, her hair was fixed back with hairspray, and she had a small beauty peak between her forehead.
He has a very gentle appearance, which gives people a feeling of spring breeze at first glance, but when he smiles, he is a little romantic.
As soon as he came out, he was surrounded by a group of people, greetings and toasts.
Even Yang Qing, who has gained a gold medal reputation in the entertainment industry, has to wait.
Zhou Kening is even more so.
So Tang Zhixi and Mo Changhuan stood together.
Mo Changhuan himself is beautiful and has a good temperament. But after standing with Tang Zhixi, both his appearance and temperament were compared.
There are even some rustic ones.
"Why are you here? Do you think Yan Qi will like you with your reputation? It's all in vain if you come here." Mo Changhuan whispered.
"You're not afraid of coming here in vain, so what am I afraid of?" Tang Zhixi kept looking ahead, without even looking at her.
"What do I have to be afraid of? I have works and fame." Mo Changhuan said, "What do you have? You have nothing."
"I will have it in the future. But you may not."
Song Anrou followed Yang Qing closely, as if she was ready to show herself to Yan Qi at any time. Seeing that Mo Changhuan was not following her, she turned around and took a look.
I saw Mo Changhuan and Tang Zhixi talking in low voices.
She looked at him with disdain and disgust, then looked away.
"Does the entertainment industry belong to your family? If you say it exists, you can do it. In the end, this industry only cares about traffic. Do you think anyone will like you? What a joke." Mo Changhuan sneered, "With your current fame, even if
If you come closer, Yan Qi won't even look at you."
"Well, he will definitely look at you more."
"It's good that you know." Mo Changhuan raised his chin after speaking.
But then I heard Tang Zhixi say: "After all, fools will be looked at a few times wherever they go."
"you!"
"Don't worry." Tang Zhixi still didn't look at her, "Even if we want a spokesperson, it won't be me, and it definitely won't be you. After all, he's not blind either."
Just as Mo Changhuan was about to refute again, he was suddenly pulled away by Yang Qing.
Zhou Kening also suddenly pulled Tang Zhixi and walked that way, but still one step slower than Yang Qing.
With Yang Qing seizing the opportunity, Zhou Kening and Tang Zhixi could only stand aside and wait.
The title of Yang Qing's gold medal manager was not for nothing. They exchanged pleasantries and praised Yan Qi to a godlike level. After that, he cleverly and naturally introduced Song Anrou and Mo Changhuan.
Today, all the jewelry worn by Song Anrou and Mo Changhuan are eye-catching.
I have a good vision and the selection is very suitable. The word "point of interest" is fully demonstrated in them.
Yan Qi also praised him a lot.
"I told you to wear the pair of eye-catching earrings, but you don't want to wear them." Zhou Kening glanced at her hair, "There is such a small accessory on the back of her hair. It is still at the back and cannot be seen from the front.
"
"Those earrings are so ugly."
"You actually said the eye-catching thing is ugly."
"The finishing touches may not always be good-looking." Tang Zhixi said truthfully, "Everyone's aesthetics is different."
"Keep your voice down." Zhou Kening wanted to cover her mouth.
However, he didn't know whether Zhou Kening had been standing nearby for a long time or whether the two people were talking too loudly. Yan Qi glanced at them while talking to Yang Qing and the others.
He just glanced at it in an ordinary way and then looked away again.
But two seconds later, the warm smile on his lips suddenly froze, and there was a touch of surprise in his eyes, and he slowly looked back.
Then, he looked at Tang Zhixi's face and stopped.
That gentle face was extremely wonderful. I don’t know whether he saw the God of Wealth or the Living King of Hell.
Yang Qing stopped mid-sentence and looked over with him, and the smile on his face suddenly turned ferocious.
Song Anrou also pinched her palm immediately.
Seeing this, Zhou Kening immediately greeted him: "Mr. Yan, hello. I have long admired Mr. Yan. I am Zhou Kening, the manager of Feng Shang Entertainment. This is my artist, Tang Zhixi."
Tang Zhixi looked at Yan Qi with no expression on her face.
"Ah, it's Miss Tang." Yan Qi smiled and stretched out her hand.
He had only spoken politely to Yang Qing and Song Anrou just now, and had no intention of shaking hands with them at all.
Tang Zhixi glanced at his hand and didn't move it.
"Zhixi." Zhou Kening tugged on her skirt and reminded her in a low voice.
Yan Qi did not take back her hand, and even raised her eyebrows and smiled at her.
Everyone around was watching, so Tang Zhixi reached out to shake his hand, and then pinched him hard with her fingers.
Yan Qi took a breath silently in pain, her eyes widened a little, and she endured not making a sound.
"This is the first time for Zhixi to participate in such an event. We are inevitably a little nervous." Zhou Kening smoothed things over, "And you are Zhixi's idol. When she saw her idol, she was so surprised that she couldn't react."
Tang Zhixi: "."
"Am I still Miss Tang's idol?" Yan Qi was obviously holding back a smile.
"Of course." Zhou Kening said, "Zhixi kept talking about your works on the way here. I was supposed to wear earrings designed by you tonight. I was in a hurry to come here, but I accidentally forgot."
Yan Qi looked at Tang Zhixi's speechless expression, and the smile on her face gradually became rampant: "Really? I don't know which of my works Miss Tang likes better? I want to hear Miss Tang's opinions on my works."
"This" Zhou Kening choked and glanced at Tang Zhixi. It's over. I've said too much.
Yang Qing and Song Anrou both raised the corners of their mouths, with ridicule hidden in their eyes. Ask her to tell her what she can say. Does a country bumpkin know what eye-catching is?
Just wait to make a fool of yourself.
"Fifty-six hairpins." Under the gaze of everyone, Tang Zhixi looked at Yan Qi and said, "Mr. Yan has so many designs, and my favorite is the fifty-six hairpins, which are designed with the characteristics of each ethnic group.
A complete hairpin. Each branch has its own characteristics, but the fifty-six branches cohere together."
Zhou Kening turned her head and looked at Tang Zhixi, her excited expression seemed to say, you are actually doing homework behind my back.
The carefree smile on Yan Qi's face suddenly turned serious.
Even a little uncomfortable.
Maybe Tang Zhixi had done him a lot of harm, and he really couldn't adapt to praising him so seriously.
"But for other works," Tang Zhixi looked at him lightly and said, "I think Mr. Yan should work harder. The design cannot keep up with the concept."
Sure enough, he was moved only temporarily.
The corner of Zhou Kening's mouth twitched, and she immediately held her wrist and pulled her behind her: "Mr. Yan, don't be offended by her unbridled speech."
"Mr. Yan, do you still want to listen? I still have a lot of opinions to offer." Tang Zhixi also emphasized the word "opinions" specially.
Yan Qi's heart skipped a beat, it was over, he couldn't control it well, he was in a hurry.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Kening thought Yan Qi was angry and was about to speak. Mo Changhuan's voice sounded first: "Mr. Yan, don't argue with her."
As she spoke, she twisted her waist and walked to Yan Qi's side: "Mr. Yan, you probably don't know. This Miss Tang grew up in Hanqing Village. She has never read any books since she was a child and cannot read big characters.
A few of them have never seen much of the world. She has vulgar vision and naturally cannot appreciate your high-end designs."