[69 Book Bar - www.] It is a set of black shirt and trousers, with a somewhat wild design. The chest is more open, which is not suitable for the temperament of a little white prince at all. But looking at the brand, it is a famous brand product, and the repair position can be seen
It also sounds outstanding.
Xiaoyi frowned after seeing it: "This doesn't look like it's for you at all. Although it's a famous brand, the color doesn't match you. How much time do you have left?"
"Half an hour."
After thinking for a few minutes, Xiaoyi said, "That's enough." She looked at the people around her and said, "Are there any colored pens?"
"Does eyeliner count?" the makeup artist next to me asked kindly.
"Then let's use cosmetics! Give me powder and eyebrow pencil. If anyone has nail polish, lend me a few bottles of nail polish." Xiaoyi said and put the set of clothes on the table.
There are many celebrities doing makeup and there are many makeup artists nearby. Xiaobai's agent quickly borrowed a large amount of nail polish from next door and looked at Xiaoyi confused: "What do you want this for?"
There was nothing wrong with the pants of this suit, but the problem was with the clothes. Xiaoyi picked up the powder powder handed to her by the makeup artist, mixed some of the powder with nail polish on the table, brushed it a few times, and quickly applied it to the clothes.
On the black shirt, start drawing.
Her art skills are pretty good, and painting patterns is her strong point. In a few clicks, she used nail polish mixed with powder to outline a few very Chinese-style patterns on a black shirt, and then used blue eye shadow and nail polish to draw a few vivid ones.
Butterfly, the clothes suddenly seemed a lot more vivid. Xiaoyi used complicated patterns to cover up the imperfections. Unless you look carefully, you can hardly distinguish them.
After the painting was completed, she asked someone to point a hair dryer at the painted area and blow it hard.
A Chinese-style shirt was born. Such a gorgeous shirt is like Xiaobai's style. It is noble, but also shows a bit of agility and less rigidity.
After Xiaobai took a few glances, he couldn't put it down: "It's really my idea. I have always liked the designs you made."
He immediately changed his clothes and came out. He was already very good-looking, but after putting on this classical-style shirt, he seemed to instantly transform into a handsome and charming scholar from ancient times.
Because it is a supporting role, it does not need to be too glamorous. It would not be a good thing if it takes away the limelight of the main actors, so accessories are not needed. Just a few simple makeup, and the hair does not need to be too delicate, just normal.
After playing around with it, he looks like a boy next door. The most dazzling thing is his impressive handsome face and the Chinese-style black shirt. Other than that, everything is normal, even
Low profile.
He seemed to just happen to be wearing a very nice T-shirt, that's all.
At the premiere, he seemed very low-key, sitting in the corner, not grabbing the topic, and even being so quiet that he seemed to have no sense of presence. However, such an outstanding boy would attract people even if he sat in a corner with no bright light.
gaze.
The way he sat there with his head down, the way he looked up at the big screen, every scene captured was very beautiful, it was a 360-degree view of a beautiful man with no blind spots.
After the premiere, Xiaobai declined the producer's invitation and asked Heizi to push him out of the cinema through the back door on the grounds that he needed to recuperate.
Xiaoyi also followed him, and after sending him to the car, Xiaoyi was about to leave.
Xiaobai looked at her with expectant eyes: "Xiaoyi, I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight, you can come with us!"
"No, I want to go home." Yuncheng may still be sleeping. She just came back. She wants to go home to have dinner with her family and spend time with Yuncheng. She doesn't want him to feel that she has disappeared as soon as she comes back.
Trust is very important between lovers, but it is also important to give the other person the capital to trust you. She must be herself to make him feel at ease.
After Xiaoyi declined his kindness, after walking a few steps, a tired and yawning Huo Yuncheng came out of a car next to him and waved to Xiaoyi: "Here."
"Aren't you sleeping at home?"
"Take a nap." He woke up when he felt something empty next to him. Then he saw the note on the desk lamp and drove to pick her up. He didn't want her to feel that he was overbearing and didn't give her any space.
, so he just waited for her to come over in the garage and did not go to the premiere.
"You're here to pick me up when you're so tired? You're so kind, Yuncheng." Xiaoyi pulled him into the back seat. There was a driver driving today, so he could sit in the back seat with her without being lazy.
Xiaoyi took his hand, leaned on his shoulder, and began to catch up on her sleep.
When Xiaoyi reversed the jet lag, it was already the next morning. After stretching tiredly, she sat up and glanced at the clock next to her. It was almost eight o'clock. She was just about to lift the quilt.
I went to bed to wash my face, brush my teeth and make breakfast. Suddenly I was reminded that I had to go to school today. I put on my shoes and ran into the bathroom. Maybe the door was closed too loudly and woke up Huo Yuncheng in bed. He closed his eyes and touched the place next to him.
The place next to it was empty, but there was still a trace of residual warmth. He sat up lazily and looked in the direction of the bathroom: "Xiaoyi, what's wrong?"
Xiaoyi sat on the toilet and gargled her mouth, and said inarticulately: "I have to go to school today, it's almost too late."
"I'm going to drive the car to the yard. I'll wait for you downstairs. Come down as soon as possible. You should still have time." Huo Yuncheng quickly got up and put on his clothes. He scratched his hair casually. After feeling that he could still survive, he took
He took the key and walked downstairs.
Xiaoyi took a sip, splashed her face with water, ran to the room, grabbed a dress from the cabinet and put it on, grabbed a comb and stuffed it into her bag, and hurried downstairs to the courtyard.
Li Huo Yuncheng was already sitting in the car feeling refreshed and waiting for her.
Xiaoyi got in the car, took out a comb to comb her hair, and called Song Yu to ask what classes she would attend this morning.
After Song Yu reported the location, Xiao Yi hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.
Huo Yuncheng pointed to the crisper placed between the driver's seat and the passenger seat: "There is still some time, let's eat breakfast."
Xiaoyi took the crisper and opened it to find steaming bean paste buns. She glanced at Huo Yuncheng and said, "When did you prepare it?"
"Before you come down, I asked Sister-in-law Li to prepare it for you. You must have breakfast." There is a microwave at home, and it only takes a few dozen seconds to heat up the red bean paste buns.
"Well, I understand, what about you?"
"I'll have something to eat in front of your school later, and then go to work." Huo Yuncheng said casually. He is the boss and won't be deducted from his bonus if he comes to the company later. Besides, he doesn't go to work until nine o'clock, so he's still early, so he went to his usual place to drink.
There's time for morning tea.
"Then you should be careful along the way and don't drive tiredly. If you are tired, call someone to help you drive. Don't be brave. I'm afraid you'll get into a car accident." Xiaoyi was afraid that he hadn't recovered from jet lag.
"I know. When will you finish class in the afternoon? I will ask the driver to come and take you home."
"Don't bother the driver."
"Then do you mean to let me pick you up in person?"
Thinking of his very recognizable handsome face, Xiaoyi, who didn't want to become the public enemy of girls, immediately changed her mind: "Then let the driver pick me up!"
"What? You don't want people to know about my relationship with you?"
"No, it's because you are too handsome. I don't want to be jealous of others. Let me down later when you are still a few hundred meters away from my school! I will walk there by myself." Xiaoyi said truthfully.
"I'll spare you for now." Huo Yuncheng drove the car to an inconspicuous alley near her school and stopped.
Xiaoyi got out of the car at a trot, and was already late when she ran to the classroom. She slipped in through the back door, and the professor was demonstrating a cutting method for everyone.
She secretly stayed next to Song Yu and asked her in a low voice: "How long have you been having sex?"
"Not long after, I helped you get the textbooks. They are in my dormitory. I will pick them up with you after class later."
Xiaoyi nodded. After class, she remembered that she hadn't paid the tuition yet. Xiaoyi took Song Yu and ran to the finance room. Fortunately, the finance room wasn't closed yet. Xiaoyi said, "Teacher, I'll pay the tuition."
"Which class are you in?"
Xiaoyi reported her class name, and the teacher checked it and said, "It has been handed in."
"Already handed in? How could it be?" Xiao Yi was a little surprised. Yuncheng had been in Germany with her recently, so it shouldn't be him.
"I really paid it." After the teacher said it, she didn't believe it. He pointed to the payment information on the computer and showed her: "I really paid it. The person who made the payment is Bai Xinan, and the payment was made yesterday afternoon."
Bai Xinan is Xiaobai's real name. Why is he paying for his tuition?
Xiaoyi pulled Song Yu out of the finance room with some confusion. After getting the teaching materials from Song Yu, the two of them sat in the cafeteria and had lunch. Xiaoyi called Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, what are you doing?
Help me pay my tuition?"
"I know Huo Yuncheng is rich, but that's just what I want. If you are a friend, don't refuse. You have given me much more than this before." Xiaobai said happily.
"But I can't have it." She would feel uneasy,
"Be polite to me. You haven't been like this before. If you really feel sorry for yourself, come be my fashion designer!" He just wanted to leave that position to her.
"But I have already agreed to a movie." She was afraid that she would be late, and she didn't want to be too close to Xiaobai, fearing that the sensitive man Huo Yuncheng would misunderstand.
"But I really hope you can help me." Things designed by others don't seem to suit his liking. Xiaoyi is now a junior, and his abilities should be better than before.
Xiaoyi was afraid that she would be too busy: "I'll think about it."
"Okay." Xiaobai couldn't find anything to say. He was afraid that she would find him annoying and didn't dare to chat for a long time, so he hung up the phone.
Song Yu listened and thought it was a good opportunity: "Why don't you come next? Haven't the movie side not started looking for you to design yet? And how many clothes can he wear alone? When there is no time to design, you can
It won’t take much time to help him match it.”
"I'm afraid Yuncheng will misunderstand."
"That Uncle Huo? I think he's pretty easy to talk to, right?"