On the day of the press conference, Pei Xiao got up very early and finished washing up. Xi Wanlai assigned the chief makeup artist of the world to prepare for her, but was blocked by Xi Xiangdong and was not allowed to enter.
Pei Xiao was puzzled.
On one side is the DIOR long skirt suit that the makeup artist matched for her, and on the other side is a pure white cotton skirt prepared by Xi Xiangdong for her. It is clean without a trace of pattern, and it is only a little bit of thought of pinching the waist and tightening the abdomen in the tailoring.
She understood that Xi Xiangdong had his own intention in everything he did, and the long skirt from DIOR was too expensive, so she couldn't accept it calmly, so she went into the house and changed into a white cotton skirt.
But I don’t know that this cotton skirt that looks simple and without design is handmade and is priced no less than the DIOR brand.
So, when she walked out, the style was unexpectedly fit, the pure white color, and the simple design only reminded people of one sentence: the lotus comes out of clear water, and it is naturally decorated.
The makeup artist wanted to come forward to put on makeup for Pei Xiao, but Xi Xiangdong said, "This is pretty good."
Pei Xiao was also stunned: "That's it? You don't even put on some makeup?"
People who often watch cameras know that if you don’t have base makeup, the faces will be yellow under the camera. So no matter how good the male and female actors have, they have to put on makeup before the camera.
Xi Xiangdong naturally understood this truth.
He said: "It is to make your half-dead look so that you can gain sympathy."
Pei Xiao understood: "Then do I want to add two more eye drops to make myself miserable?"
Xi Xiangdong turned around and looked at her: "No, just act in your true nature."
Pei Xiao, who was slow to react, hadn't felt it yet, and the assistant and makeup artist at the door laughed secretly. Xi Xiangdong was just silly at the corner and buried her, and he looked cowardly in his bones.
In fact, Xi Xiangdong's purpose today is not only to help her refute the rumors, but also to regain the reputation of the Baihua Award as much as possible. After all, for a newly emerging newcomer, it is enough to miss the big prize, and he was also given the Baihua Award.
The organizing committee has to clarify the ban. However, as the boss of the beneficiary of Boxiao Company, it is not convenient for him to take action in person, so everything can only be determined by Pei Xiao’s own luck.
After pretending and sympathizing, the Baihua Award Organizing Committee will also express something under the pressure of public opinion.
Since she didn't need to put on makeup and her hair was just randomly wrapped around her head. Pei Xiao was about to go out when Xi Xiangdong called out: "Wait."
He squatted down and opened a shoe box, where a pair of Chanel flat-heeled sandals lay flat. On the black transparent plastic bottom was decorated with a blooming camellia.
The climate in Hong Kong is warm, and the boots she sent from Beijing seem too bulky, and pregnant women should not wear high heels anymore.
This pair of sandals is said to be made of extremely soft plastic, which will keep you comfortable for a long time without the worries of new shoes and foot-hitting.
In front of everyone, he lifted her feet and put them in the shoes without saying a word.
It's really overbearing.
In the eyes of others, it is like Cinderella in a fairy tale. One day, a prince will come to the door with crystal shoes. I wonder how enviable it is.
"The banquet hall is on the 18th floor, so I won't go with you."
Indeed, today is a press conference for her. He, a president of laughter, should not intervene too much.
[The wall cracked and suspected that Xi always had foot fetishism. Is this the fourth or fifth time this book has written about Mr. Xi touching Pei Xiao’s feet?
Pei Xiao: Are you a perverted author who has foot fetishism?