Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

Chapter 195

He Ercheng was still sleepy sitting in front of the mirror, in front of which were placed a lot of dazzling accessories and many bottles and cans.

"Where am I? Who am I? What am I going to do?" I was pulled up before dawn, and I was first forced to get up to do aerobic exercises in the video, and then I had to apply a mask.

"Er Cheng, do you apply the mask every day or..." Quan Duomei stared at her in the mirror curiously, her fair face was as smooth as an egg with its shell removed, without blemishes.

Because she is always moving around, the makeup artist has been patiently applying makeup to her. If it is thickened, I am not satisfied, but if it is lightened, my friends are not satisfied.

"Where are we going..." He Ercheng was so sleepy, and other people were twitching on his face, he couldn't sleep soundly.

Quan Duomei brought the prepared dress, the delicate embroidery and the material made of transparent silk splicing on the sleeves. It is simple and dignified, and the skin itself is white. As long as you choose the right style and color, you can wear it Everything is good-looking, and it is paired with orange-colored lipstick.

"This false eyelashes are a bit... It makes my eyes droop, and I want to sleep even more." He Ercheng has already sat down, done her makeup and changed her clothes, but she still has the feeling of not wanting to go.

Before going out, she held Quan Zhilong in her arms, resorted to coquettish tricks, and begged "Don't go! Don't go! Don't go!"

Quan Zhilong asked: "The reason, if you have a reason to convince me, you don't have to go."

She lazily hugged him from behind, pretending to be pitiful: "I didn't sleep well, I want to sleep until I wake up naturally."

He said: "You are already awake, and you won't be so sleepy after washing your face with cold water. To be honest, I am also very sleepy."

She shook her head: "It's useless for me to go, I can't understand, and I will be even more sleepy when I get there." Yes, yes, and, "I just clarified on INS that you still let me go with you, which is enough That's enough, I'm still waiting for you to make money to support my family."

Quan Zhilong looked at his freshly cleaned face in the mirror, and couldn't help laughing after hearing her explanation: "We've all checked out, what are you doing here? The fashion week is over, we're going to Went to the airport, even the luggage was loaded into the car, even Amon is willing to go, you still don’t want to go? I even prepared the clothes for you.”

He Ercheng didn't have a more suitable reason anymore, he took the toothbrush angrily, squeezed the toothpaste into his mouth, hum~ the clothes are all ready, who asked you to prepare them, don't even ask if you want to go, and don't even ask if you get up early Say it early: "I didn't get enough sleep, I didn't get enough sleep, get angry!"

Seeing that she had nowhere to vent, she took those skin care products on the table to vent her anger, picked them up and put them down heavily, to prove that she was really angry now.

Even after getting in the car and sitting beside Quan Zhilong, He Ercheng still looked uncomfortable because of his thick eyelashes.

"Sister, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? Maybe you won't feel so stressed when you eat." Hormon stared at the small bag, which was not the kind she bought herself. When she went out, she still stuffed it inside. ordered something.

"You can't eat it. You have eaten a lot in the morning. Now that you put on makeup, don't eat it. The makeup will fade after a while, especially the lipstick." Quan Zhilong's eyes were fixed on the phone, but what did the people next to him say? , I can hear clearly and participate in it immediately.

He Ercheng's hope of nodding was shattered again.

Quan Duomei touched her bag, just for fear of such a situation, put lipstick and touch-ups in the bag for emergencies, but my brother also knows that there are people on occasions like this, especially his team , there is a makeup artist with me, in order to touch up makeup at any time, it is not a big problem to borrow it.

"Domeoni, let me change seats with you." He Ercheng felt restless.

The older sister He Ermeng knew wouldn't be stage fright just because of a fashion show. In the past, she went straight to the performances on the street when there were huge crowds of people.The book signing event that she experienced for the first time in her life has been completed like this, what else can she be afraid of?Moreover, it is to watch other people walking on the stage.

Quan Duomei nodded in agreement without saying a word.

"Why do you need to change it?" Quan Zhilong then turned off the phone, "Don't walk around while the car is driving, and wear your seat belt."

Hormon couldn't see it anymore: "Brother, you won't always bully my sister like this, it's just a seat, and you can't leave your sight wherever you sit, right?"

Quan Zhilong turned his head and said with a smile: "Amon~ I have a pair of shoes, they just came out recently, and my friends gave them all..." He touched the newly worn ring on his hand.

He Ermeng sat upright, those shoes were very expensive to buy in the market, and they were not necessarily authentic, there was no other way but to wrong my sister, it was just a seat: "Sister, it will be here soon, please bear with me."

Before getting out of the car, He Ercheng thought that she would be kept by her side all the time and not allowed to leave her sight range, so she kept a distance from time to time, and even looked left and right.

There were a lot of his fans at the scene, many people knew his sister, and there were even some media who were preparing for interviews and filming. Even Diana was busy at the scene, but she didn't bother to say hello to them.

"Are the high heels too high?" Quan Zhilong asked, he kept muttering about not waking up, his eyelashes were thick and drooping and he wanted to close his eyes even more, even in this state, he was afraid that he would fall in a daze, "You take Amon's arm and watch your feet." These words are also for Hormon. In other words, if his sister bumps here today, the pair of shoes will be gone.

After getting off the car, He Ercheng and his brother went in together. There were not many people around, and the part she cared about the most didn't seem to get too much attention.

"Oh my God~~ You succeeded in chasing stars, but I have to worry about it." He Ercheng looked at Quan Zhilong's back and said to his younger brother.

"But sister, I used to think that you were quite aura, at least compared with my idol, you are a one-sided person, but, in front of brother, why did you become a little wild cat that has been trained very well."

"Get out, that's for his face, what do you know!" He Ercheng glared at his ignorant younger brother, just because of a pair of shoes, so listen to him, who will kiss him.

When the agent passed by, he said: "You did a good job, don't be nervous, just go as usual."

He Ercheng unexpectedly received a compliment from his manager.

Sure enough, it was different from Xia Zhen's manager.

If he had never been here before, or this time, He Ercheng thought he would not be so curious about the music and atmosphere at the scene.

When others were watching the runway seriously, Quan Zhilong asked secretly: "Didn't you say that you are sleepy and don't want to watch it?"

"Hey~ Don't talk, it will affect my view of beautiful women." He Ercheng pushed and poked the hand on the waist, which made her dodge subconsciously.

"Back straight." The next second, Quan Zhilong's palm fell heavily on her back.

He Ercheng was so frightened that she immediately straightened her back, looked at him strangely, even Hormon was startled, suddenly, a shadow fell behind her sister, and she straightened up unprepared, sitting upright.

Reluctantly, he turned on his phone and started to record the video, muttering in his heart that he clearly said he wanted to avoid it, but he wanted to do some small tricks in front of so many people, lest his sister would ignore him.

"Huh~ You scared me to death, just tell me and you have to do it." He Ercheng muttered, his eyes still fixed on the runway, looking at the faces of everyone passing by, "Japanese Girls are really good-looking, and they must be one in a million to be a model, and they have blood from all over the world."

"I don't know, whether this is a mixed race or not, we have to look at the official information. We only look at the clothes displayed on them."

"There should be male models. Next time, take me to a runway with male models. It seems that it should be pretty good."

He Ermeng almost missed his mobile phone: "That should be an underwear show. There are fewer male models this time, mainly women's clothes, and the male models are behind." When he said the last sentence, he still glanced at Quan cautiously. To the look of a dragon.

Sure enough, he put away his smile and continued to watch the show in a serious manner.

In the final appearance of this show, the temporarily specially invited model-Mizuhara Kiko.

He Ermeng was afraid that He Ercheng would not know, so he specially introduced: "It's what I told you before. Now I occasionally appear in some variety shows and develop towards the actor's path. In fact, I rarely appear on this kind of T stage now. It shouldn't be easy to invite her."

Just as Hormon was talking eloquently because of this point of knowledge, Quan Zhilong coughed lightly.

He Ercheng knew what that meant, pretending to be sarcastic, and asked, "Is your throat uncomfortable? I'll go to the pharmacy to buy some throat moisteners later. Singers need to protect their throats."

Quan Duomei bowed her head and couldn't help laughing.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just the media talking nonsense. They're friends." Quan Zhilong explained, and because of this, his back was in a cold sweat. Of course, it wasn't specially arranged. He felt that he brought He Ercheng with him just because his sister wanted to see her. It is also an experience to come out and see this kind of occasion. Writing novels in the future can also enrich the plot, maybe there will be a catwalk murder case.

On the Internet, she has been following the suspense series.

Or, the stories behind this stage are worth writing about.

"Amon, when will it end?" He Ercheng asked, ignoring the panic of the people around him.

"Soon, this part is over, and then the designer will come out to give a speech. Brother, I'm right."

Did Hormon help him or make trouble?Quan Zhilong already hated him to the core.

"You can shut up now." Quan Zhilong said displeasedly, and habitually held up his mobile phone to record a video, in order to divert He Ercheng's attention.

"Did you bring a pen?" He Ercheng asked, and looked at Quan Duomei and He Ermeng.

It was the agent who found a pen for her, and she changed hands and put it in Long De's hand, and moved the phone he was holding to the front side until Kiko Mizuhara entered the camera lens: "This is so good-looking, all the models are beautiful. It's shot in."

Quan Zhilong could see it, she knew it, but she didn't want him to avoid this topic.

"What exactly do you want?" Quan Zhilong was a little angry, always feeling that he would not let him go, and this stalk could not be passed.

"Get an autograph for me." He Ercheng said.

"It can't be done." Quan Zhilong threw the pen away.

He Ercheng stared blankly at the pen on the ground for a few seconds, and then took a very serious look at his expression.

Hormon looked at the atmosphere and felt that the atmosphere was a bit scary, he tugged at his sister's clothes, and said, "It's better not to talk." I always feel that this quarrel between the two of them was because of his wrong words, and I really shouldn't remind her, even if My sister saw it, but couldn't recognize it.

He Ercheng asked as if nothing happened: "Domeoni, if it's almost over, let's go to the airport directly, should we go to the bathroom?"

Quan Duomei picked up the pen, put it on the seat, and left with He Ercheng.

The author has something to say: It’s just too boring, and he made a joke without hesitation, Quan Zhilong was really angry and threw his pen,

This time...

How does it end?