Are there still straight people in the fashion circle?

A press conference on Saturday exhausted Mi Hao physically and mentally, and he spent Sunday sleeping under the quilt.Woke up early the next morning and tidied myself up from head to toe.

Thinking of Ni Meng's sharp eyes, he was trembling, and tried his best to look through the clothes in the closet that fit the deputy editor's aesthetic.After a long while, he took out a round-neck sweater and a thin coat, and tied the gray checkered scarf in front of the mirror.

Mi Hao rubbed his heavy neck, thinking that this time there should be no objection.

Before he was freed from the delicate atmosphere of the classmate meeting, his attention was diverted by the vibration of the mobile phone, and a series of WeChat notifications popped up.Mi Hao clicked on the private chat, and saw Li Li frantically swiping the screen with a little monster expression, and the angry big-eyed green dragon kept spitting fire, spraying the house down.

Li Li: "Hurry up to the company, I have something to ask you!"

Mi Hao: "???"

Turning back the time to 5 minutes ago, Li Li was bored on the bus, scrolling through the WeChat official account of Fashion Week, and clicked on the photo push on weekends at will.

Just like Yu Fei's press conference in "Tong" studio, full-time photographers are also arranged during the fashion week to provide promotional materials to various media.Of course, Shanghai Fashion Week invites the famous French female photographer Morgana, who is a famous celebrity. If Yu Fei and his like are like shrimps jumping on the beach, they are like giant sharks in the deep sea.

Morgana has silver hair, tall and slender appearance, and a French-style maverick inside.She politely rejected the official arrangement of the staff, saying that she would go to the exhibition site to "find inspiration".Fashion Week didn't dare to stop this - they were invited here on a special request, and it would be bad if they spoiled their interest.

"Artists are a bit weird, let us ordinary people bear with it, who will let people understand art?" The person in charge scratched his head for a long time, commanding the translator to follow, and all other entourages accompanied secretly.If the old lady is willing to find inspiration by herself, let her find it, just don't lose it on the road, otherwise you have to ask the police to find her.

Although she herself is not very cooperative with the plan, her assistant is really efficient and provides a large number of films on time.The official homepages of various fashion week platforms took advantage of the trend to promote, and a group of marketing accounts dutifully forwarded it, praising the French photographers and at the same time hyping up the exhibition activities, expressly implying to get in touch with fashion at a close distance.Morgane's photography topic "Morgane·Heart of the City" is posted on the WeChat public account every day, and the evaluation is quite good. The official even stated that a national touring photography exhibition will be held after the event is successfully completed.

Li Li wore the unlovable salted fish expression of a working student on Monday, swipe left and right to kill time.However, half a minute later, her whole body was about to explode, and she almost passed by holding the phone.

The photos shown on the screen are warm-toned. The sun at two or three o'clock in the afternoon in early spring is warm and gentle, and even the towering blue glass buildings are covered with a layer of golden light.A mature man in a neat suit stood sideways in front of the tall building, his eyes that should have been deep and sharp were replaced by doting, and he looked at the young man not far away with a smile.The young man on the other side is not as mature as he is, with a bit of childishness. His dressing style is completely opposite to that of a man's introversion. His youthful and flamboyant attire is full of free and unrestrained personality.

Morgana's capture was very subtle, and it just captured his expression and small movements - he raised his eyebrows and smiled at the man, and secretly hid the ice cream behind his right hand.

It seems, at least in this photo, that there is something to be mined between the two men.

More importantly, one of the people above was Mi Hao, and the other was the one she had asked for a photo of—Cheng Qianrui, the deputy general manager who was going to airborne Xinghan.

Li Li was shocked. If she hadn't known that Mi Hao and Cheng Ganrui were not familiar, her first reaction would have been that there was something wrong with them.After all, the French old lady likes to engage in romantic and delicate lens language the most. Cheng Ganrui has a gentle and doting expression on his face, and Mi Hao has an upright and coquettish expression. .

She saved the photo at the speed of light.

Ten minutes later, Mi Hao, who entered the door carrying a Starbucks, was pressed by Li Li in a small corner of the new media department to ask for details. His first reaction when he saw the picture was also shock.

"Wow, what is this!" Mi Hao almost knocked over the lemon tea, he was really panicked.After all, she had been in the cabinet for many years, and once someone dug it out, she was almost about to have a heart attack, and her chest was beating loudly: "... Where did you get the picture!"

"What could this be? It's you." Li Li said, "You're mentally handicapped." She took a bite of the Danish sandwich that Mi Hao carried on her back, and didn't intend to let him go: "Hurry up and tell the truth. Resist strictly and confess Take it easy, pretend to be dead and drag him out kneeling on the clipboard."

"No, who is this person on the other side?" Mi Hao glanced at Li Li's expression, became timid on the spot, and cautiously probed: "Hey, he is... the one you mentioned on the weekend, Mr. Cheng who is coming?"

"Nonsense!" Li Li picked up two Ferreroes and threw them at someone: "Isn't it Mr. Cheng, is it me?"

"No, no, no, I didn't know he was Cheng Ganrui. At least I didn't know it at the time, I swear! If I deliberately lied to you, the PS would crash once every 5 minutes." Mi Hao looked at her with an innocent expression, and said firmly: "Is it Saturday? I told you, I went to see my classmate's sister's studio press conference, and I sent you a photo. Mr. Cheng happened to meet him at the door before, I really don't know him, trust me."

"Wow, you can even make such a vicious oath, I believe it... really." Li Li picked out the lettuce and threw it on a tissue, enlarged the face of Qian Rui on the screen, and put the phone in front of Mi Hao: " Tsk tsk, Mr. Cheng looks at you so tenderly...you don't know him, doesn't he know you? Chang Wei, how dare you say you don't know martial arts?"

Mi Hao quickly retorted: "I'm wronged, my lord! If the light passes over there, he must squint his eyes, he can't look at the sun, he squinted his eyes as if he was smiling! The conscience of heaven and earth!"

Li Li had a thoughtful and ambiguous expression on her face, and said with a smile: "Oh, he didn't. Then you smiled so happily, the little canine teeth are showing..."

"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense..." Mi Hao denied it three times and raised his hands in surrender: "I'm wronged, my lord, I have evidence! Ni Meng was sitting in the car behind Mr. Cheng, she walked through the door When I came out, I happened to see me wearing such a suit... You know, and then Mr. Cheng called her away. I guess he heard me say hello to the editor-in-chief, so he nodded to me, and I responded politely, politely, and politely. Smile, really polite."

"Ah, that's right, Cheng always goes out with Ni Meng." Li Li thought about it for a while, and finally cleared her mind: "Oh, it was with Zeng Shuyi that day... She has a movie coming up in a while. I just knocked on the cover and the interview, I forgot."

Mai Xinyao, who came back from delivering the materials, happened to hear it, and changed the topic unintentionally: "Huh? Zeng Shuyi's movie, the one directed by Chen Huan, right? When will it be released, next month?"

"Yes, yes, Director Chen Huan made the movie "How Many Layers of the Palace"." Mi Hao had no intention of breaking up with her the "meeting" between him and Mr. Cheng, so he quickly answered Mai Xinyao's words: "I'm stuck in the movie city." There is still more than a month, if you want to see it, you can use my account to buy tickets, which is [-] yuan cheaper..."

As expected, Li Li's focus shifted. She dug out another picture from her phone and went to gossip next to Mai Xinyao: "Sister Mai, check out this Weibo. "How Many Times in the Palace" is said to be starring Zeng Shuyi, but in fact, everyone else I know, the film studio wants to praise Zhou Xiaolu who plays her role in her youth."

"Oh? Zhou Xiaolu." Mai Xinyao smiled, shook her head and commented: "She doesn't have acting skills. What was that TV series before... about campus... Oh yes, "The Wind Blows Through That Summer" ". Zhou Xiaolu is really too embarrassing, I can't even play the vague feeling of love! The male lead and male supporting role are both clueless and unhappy, no wonder the ratings are so high."

Mi Hao scratched the back of his head: "Zhou Xiaolu...was she an endorsement for a mask for one of our online brands earlier?" Li Li nodded sharply: "It's her, it's her! It can be regarded as a traffic flower, but it doesn't bring any No goods, far worse than Li Manyun. Fortunately, my wife is smart, and she bundled some posters with other people's posters when she was doing activities in June."

Mai Xinyao used a powder puff to fill up the makeup on the tip of her nose: "In front of a veteran Hong Kong star like Zeng Shuyi, it's almost as if she humiliated herself. Don't look at how many little sisters called Zeng Shuyi's goddess on Weibo, and she was compared. Not surprising at all."

While discussing buying movie tickets, Li Li suddenly exclaimed, covered her mouth and got up to grab Mai Xinyao beside her.