Inner entertainment first vase

Haute Couture is too expensive, Ke Yu is not ashamed to mention it, but how to choose super-season ready-to-wear?Neither has been released yet.Shanglu didn't take it seriously, and drank tea with him on the balcony for a while, the two of them huddled together, he sat on Shanglu's lap, and read the hardcover and color printed "Movie Art" together, all of which are famous in film history The screen, telling the behind-the-scenes anecdotes during the shooting, is very relaxing to watch.

Ke Yu suspected that Shang Lu had read the book in advance, otherwise why would he know everything written in the book, and could teach him something else by the way.

When he talked about these things, he didn't show off or boast, his expression was calm, and the tone of his narration was calm and natural, as if knowing so much was not a big deal.

It's fine if he remembers the director, screenwriter, and starring role of a classic film, but how can he even mention art direction, music, and photography at the same time?When it came to complicated Soviet directors, those complicated names probably took ten times in my mind before I could barely remember them.

Ke Yu pinched the pages of the book, couldn't help but read the book for a while, and looked at him for a while, Shanglu pinched his waist: "Concentrate."

At the end of the day, grandma woke up from a nap, leaning against the wall to look for Dao Dao all the way, seeing him being hugged by Shanglu like a child, a little confusion appeared in his old eyes, as if he didn't understand why Dao Dao was about 1.8 meters tall. In his arms, she looked so delicate and bullied.

The old man's rustling footsteps startled the two of them, and Ke Yu fell from his lap, "Grandma."

Shanglu got up after him, her grandma was as short as a gray-haired child, and she hadn't reached his chest yet.He knelt down and called her grandma as well.

Ke Yu shook grandma's hand: "This is Shanglu."

Grandma put her dry and warm hand on his face, murmured and repeated the word "Phanglu" twice, and said, "Good boy."

Shang Lu let her touch it, looked up at Ke Yu: "That's it?"

"What's that?"

"Is this the only sentence for my introduction?"

Ke Yu panicked and turned his face away: "Otherwise."

Shanglu persisted: "Hurry up, grandma is waiting."

Ke Yu looked down, and grandma really looked at them back and forth with half-open mouth in ignorance, Ke Yu bit the bullet and said quickly: "Grandma, Shanglu is my boyfriend."

Although grandma couldn't understand the literal meaning of this sentence at all, Ke Yu still felt ashamed as a primary school student reporting his love affair.

Shanglu hooked his lips, trying to pretend to be cool, but the corners of his lips widened, and he couldn't help laughing.Following Yoyo, she stood up, lowered her head and fixed her eyes on him: "Does this count as seeing the parents?"

Ke Yu was stunned, and there was an uncontrollable panic in his heart, but his face remained calm: "Don't be like this."

Shang Lu restrained his smile, "Got it." He quickly cleared up the flash of loneliness in his eyes, changed the subject and asked, "Shouldn't it be time to prepare dinner? Why is there no housekeeping?"

Ke Yu didn't have the nerve to say that he had been taking care of grandma himself these few days, taking care of her grooming and grooming was no problem, only eating became a problem.At the beginning, he tried to cook a few times, but he was impatient and unskillful, and the food he cooked could barely be eaten. He soon degenerated into ordering three meals a day to be delivered by a nearby five-star hotel.

I also thought about asking a housekeeper to come to cook, but first, it will be difficult to find someone I like for a while, and second, because of his special status, it is really inconvenient to find someone casually.Self-comfort, no matter what, the quality control of a five-star hotel will never be worse than housekeeping.

Shang Lu made a phone call and asked Ke Yu, "Are you still used to the meal at my house last time?"

Ke Yu nodded, and Shang Lu told the phone, "Arrange Lao Chu to come over."

Closed the line: "Let me borrow you from the chef. Let's talk about it when grandma returns to the island. He won't live here, so let him come to cook for you these few days. Although the hotel is still clean, the nutrition can't keep up." After thinking about it, I asked again: "Does the nurse need it? Can you take care of it yourself?"

"You think I'll be a star as soon as I land?" Ke Yu said helplessly, "Young master, in terms of living ability, you have to call me brother."

"Brother, brother." Shang Lu was kind.

Ke Yu: "..."

"Why do you tell your brother to blush?" Shang Lu looked at him with interest.

"roll."

The chef arrived first, and after a while, the ingredients from the fresh supermarket also arrived.Old Chu is well versed in the principle of not looking at what should not be seen, and not asking what should not be asked. Although he recognized Ke Yu as his daughter's super favorite star at a glance, he still pretended not to know him at all, and got into the kitchen. It's a fine job.

At dinner, Ke Yu bit the tip of her chopsticks and thought, grandma is really tired of hotel meals, and her appetite is obviously much better than in the past few days. If he hadn't stopped her, she would have to eat two big bowls of white rice.

In the evening, the lookbooks of various brands that had not been registered on the official website were sent to Shanglu's mailbox one after another. Even the brands of the Haute Couture Association were there, but the blue blood who rejected Ke Yu was missing.Ke Yu guessed that he did it on purpose.

"Hold your grudge."

Shanglu understated: "It's not about holding grudges, it's just that I don't deserve you."

Ke Yu flipped through the pictorial.With a meticulous service attitude and a vast selection of exquisite styles, he smiled slightly and said, "Why do these brands have two faces?"

"Luxury goods are okay. In fact, Haute Couture does at least 45 non-public new clothes shows to customers every year. You usually see those stars wearing them, but they are actually just the tip of the iceberg. The number of these Haute Couture customers is decreasing every year. Now There are no more than two thousand in the world, so—"

Ke Yu was surprised: "So few?"

I clearly feel that only China can count 2000 rich people who can afford high definition.

"Ah."

"so……"

"So I'm also in the light of our little Wen."

"Little Wen?"

"My mother." Shang Lu smiled, and when he mentioned her, a helpless and gentle smile appeared in his eyes, "Her surname is Wen, and her name is Wen Youyi. My father and our brothers and sisters call her Xiao Wen."

"Aunt Xiao Wen is one in two thousand."

"Well, you can guess how many haute couture pieces she has."

A piece of high-end clothing can easily cost hundreds of thousands or millions. The degree of exaggeration and complexity is not suitable for daily wear. If you have money, you must pay attention to the basics. Ke Yu mobilized his imagination based on common sense, and then exaggerated a little bit to save face, guessing: "... ...five or six hundred?"

"Five thousand."

"Fuck me."

...Understood, no wonder there are two faces.

When I looked down at those lookbooks again, I felt that my eyes were full of white money.

Shang Lu accompanied him to choose. Ke Yu wears Uniqlo every day. He can’t even recognize the brand. He just listened to him, saying that the fabric is exaggerated under the light, and the high-end sense of the silver thread is difficult to be captured by the camera. The tailoring It's quite interesting, and the last one I chose was the haute couture workshop of the blue blood fashion house.

"Give me your height, weight and circumference."

"At Guoer's place." Ke Yu sent a message to Sheng Guoer, and heard Shanglu ask, "Do you have a soft ruler at home?"

"I don't know, there should be." The message was not sent out, and the beating stopped halfway. Ke Yu looked at Shanglu blankly, and his eyes had changed substantially. Under the light, it was so ambiguous that people could hardly see clearly.After a while, he whispered: "... yes."

Shang Lu embraced the back of his neck, kissed him, and pressed his lips against his: "Let your boyfriend measure it for you."

It took a little effort to find a soft ruler.She rummaged through one drawer after another, accompanied by Shanglu.Only one hand can be used, and the other hand is hooked by him in a vague way.

I don't know why I have to hold hands to find something.

But no one felt that it was against the harmony, so that after looking around for 10 minutes, they kept forgetting to let go.

"Here." Ke Yu took out a light blue soft ruler from the storage box.

Shanglu took it and looked at him: "Hold your hands flat."

He has been customizing suits in London's Savile Row for so many years, and he knows exactly what data a suit needs.The tape measure was gently wrapped around the neck, Shang Lu recorded the neck circumference, and pulled it away quickly, but there was still an unfinished coolness on the skin, which made Ke Yu's heart itch.

From arm span, bust, hips, to wrists, every time he measured, his hands left a faint touch on Ke Yu's body, and the soft ruler and T-shirt made a slight rubbing sound, everything They were all carried out in silence, and when they swallowed, they all suspected that the other party might hear them.

Save the waist circumference and measure last.

The measuring tape was looped around the back of the waist, and the two ends converged between Shanglu's fingers to the front of the abdomen.Ke Yu lowered his arms and looked down at the numbers on the ruler with Shanglu.

"Are you sure?" Shang Lu raised his eyes and looked into his eyes.

"No."

Shang Lu said in a deep voice, his breath intertwined with Ke Yu's scorching heat: "How can it be accurate?"

Under his gaze, the Adam's apple rolled impatiently, and when he opened his mouth again, Ke Yu felt that his voice was a little hoarse.He hugged Shanglu's neck, and his lips and the hot breath were against Shanglu's ears: "It's not through the clothes."

He felt that his unmanned body was a bit hopelessly sloppy.

·

The Diamond Night will be held as scheduled in half a month.

This was the biggest red carpet event before New Year's Eve except for the gala. The media started live broadcasting it at [-]:[-] pm. Two entertainment hosts, a man and a woman, warmed up in front of the signature wall, waiting for the stars to enter.

The red carpet was spread from here to the off-site parking and drop-off point. The two sides of the nearly 20-meter red carpet area were crowded with fans with long guns and short cannons and banners. The bodyguards were all in black suits, expressionlessly Standing against each other to maintain order, the sound of busy scheduling came from the headset.

Business cars one after another entered and parked in an orderly manner, celebrities leaned forward, all of them were suave and dignified, their smiles were all generous and sweet, their gorgeous and beautiful clothes were dazzling, their makeup and hair could not go wrong, and even some of them raised their hands to pay tribute. The movement and range are also like the fixed-point training of professional models, which have been simulated thousands of times in front of the mirror.

To a certain extent, from the moment they got out of the car and landed and the camera pointed at them, these celebrities had already entered a fighting state.

Be loose, not tense.

Be decent, not formal.

Be generous, not cramped.

Be dignified, don't slump your back and lean your neck forward, and your long legs in [-]cm high heels are straight from toes to knees like a ruler.

As for the facial expression, it can be sweet, natural, unrestrained and cool, but it must not be cold and serious, otherwise it will be suspected of stinky face.

The news that Zhong Ping was going to leave Chen Ye spread like wildfire, and Ying Yin was arranged to attend the red carpet with him, which in disguise confirmed the news.

Before arriving at the venue, Zhong Ping Studio had already released the retouched photos in advance, and the major fashion bloggers forwarded them simultaneously, and the brand claimed them accordingly.He was wearing a blue blood super-season ready-to-wear, and it had long been rumored that he would become the new ambassador.As soon as it was rumored that the signing would be changed to Tatsuno's name, all the fans guessed whether the ambassador title, which had not been officially announced, would be invalidated. Now it seems that it should be stable.

The host asked: "This is the first time Zhong Ping and Xiao Yin have walked the red carpet. Can we look forward to the cooperation between the two?"

Zhong Ping smiled charmingly: "Xiao Yin is the best young actress in my heart, it is of course my honor to be able to cooperate."

The hostess turned to Ying Yin: "Where is Xiao Yin? Wow, today is so beautiful, I dare not be in the camera with you."

Ying Yin pursed her lips and smiled, with all kinds of charms in the sweet atmosphere, she blinked at the clock screen: "Why, you are talking nonsense, last time I invited you to come to my new movie and refused to find time, I am so sad."

The host smiled and asked, "Xiao Yin is sad, so who will come to the rescue in the end?"

"It's Mr. Ke. He looks so handsome in the uniform of a general from the Republic of China, and he's even been trending."

As soon as the camera came out, Zhong Ping took a deep breath: "Did you do it on purpose?"

He cueed Ke Yu at his home court, everyone knew that he had cut off his cover, and was going to take the place of his brother Chen Ye. It was the most embarrassing moment, even the host could hardly hold the line. If it wasn't for his well-trained , he was about to turn black.

Ying Yin covered her heart, and said in surprise, "No way, why do you think so? Am I not helping you find a topic?"

Zhong Ping smiled on the surface: "In the future, there will be more cooperation, how about having a better time?"

Ying Yin walked forward, the long trailing skirt and the height of the sky made her walk cautiously, there were staff members and starlets saying hello along the way, she put out her hand while pretending to smile, "Hold on."

Zhongping: "..."

The seats in the venue are distributed like booths in a bar, with three double sofas semi-surrounding a marble coffee table with fruit plates, refreshments and drinks on it.Ying Yin found the seat with his nameplate on it, and the assistant came after him.

"Give me the phone."

"Don't look at your phone, it doesn't look good."

"No, I want to see Teacher Ke."

Even when she is playing with her mobile phone, she has a dignified posture with a straight back, and her jaw line and swan neck are extremely beautiful.I was worried about Ke Yu's clothes before, and I was so angry that he didn't want to come at all. I didn't expect that Ke Yu would say no to the clothes she borrowed so hard, and declined the photographer she shared with him, and finally refused. An invitation to walk the red carpet with her.

Excessive!

Although he knew that he wanted to avoid suspicion for her, he still felt uncomfortable with his kindness being treated as a donkey's liver and lungs.Point your finger into the live broadcast page - but to see who he is attending with today.

The Maybach slowly slid to a stop outside the red carpet, with dark film on the windows, and even the flashlights could only show a blurry outline. Two seconds later, the car door opened, and the long legs in black Chelsea boots stepped forward. , Steadicam, and orbital cameras advance at the same time——

"It's Ke Yu!"

"Ke Yu—it's Ke Yu."

"He actually came?"

His fans almost occupied the front row, and when they saw him appear, their screams almost pierced the dark night, their voices were hoarse as if they were about to cry: "Xiaodao——aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! It's really Xiaodao! "

They all said that he couldn't borrow clothes, that he was abandoned by the company and became an outcast, that his second-tier coffee position, which was not worthy of the name, was in shambles, and that he came here today out of control.

Ke Yu nodded to the camera, and the Maybach slid behind him. He just had a neck kiss with the man sitting in the back seat a minute ago.

Ying Yin saw him through the camera, and the figure in his pupils suddenly widened.He attended alone, walked the 20-meter red carpet alone, maintained a gentlemanly demeanor in front of hundreds of cameras, and faced the constant sound of flash shutters, he was always lazy and calm.

Except for the kind of idol traffic to avoid suspicion, ordinary male stars will be with female stars, because the gorgeous dresses of female stars are more overwhelming.But obviously Ke Yu's aura alone is enough.

He just has the vibe of turning any occasion into his home field.

Entering the arena, the word "Xiaodao" was flying in front of the signature board. The official host adhered to the etiquette in place, but also knew that his attendance was a good opportunity to win the fire, and smiled but greeted sharply: "Mr. It was said that you might not have time to attend, but unexpectedly, you still came."

Ke Yu smiled, and nodded to the microphones and cameras in the audience, "I'm just kidding, I'm a vagrant now, why don't I have time?"

The media roared with laughter, and the host also laughed, "Then today is your first public appearance since you terminated the contract. Can I ask you some questions that you are very concerned about?"

Ke Yu teased with ease: "Take it as far as it goes, save me some face."

"Okay, okay," the host turned to the media in the audience, "Then I'll invite a professional to come, what do you want to ask?"

A bunch of questions scrambling.

The host turned to him: "I can hear it, everyone is very concerned about your follow-up plans."

"Set up your own personal studio, continue to improve your acting skills, and seize good opportunities." Chatting, but sincere, the topic changed, "My studio is only me and my assistant now, and I still need a lot of professionals— —Everyone knows, especially public relations, publicity and business, give it a chance, the treatment is good.”

"No, our Star Diamond Night has become a recruitment platform, right?"

Ke Yu laughed, and stretched out a hand to the host suavely: "You are also welcome to seize this opportunity."

Ying Yin wrapped her shawl and suppressed a smile: "Nervous."

Under the lens, his appearance and clothes today are particularly luxurious, but very low-key, which perfectly fits him in terms of appearance, temperament and temperament.

The barrage went crazy, and everyone said that he was wearing a brand that hadn't been released yet.

Ying Yin was taken aback, how could it be possible?What resource is this?

It doesn't conform to the rules of the game in the entertainment circle at all.

Ke Yu doesn’t have a studio, so she went to Ke Yu’s Weibo homepage without any hope—his pupils suddenly widened—

Transsexual!Did you really post photos of your activities? !

The painting style is different from other people's retouched pictures, and it doesn't look like it was done by a commercial photographer. What I have to say...the sense of art and humanity is very strong, overshadowing the exquisite commerciality.

He only sent a piece of paper with @, but the back was blank, and after a new line, he wrote two simple words: fit.

A trending search has risen rapidly, and it was posted by a fashion blogger:

"Ke Yu wears out-of-season haute couture, while Zhong Ping is out-of-season ready-to-wear. Who is the future ambassador?"

The following comments are full of chatter, "It stands to reason that he was rejected by brands that are also in the lower reaches of the blue blood despise chain, and it is impossible to touch this brand of Gaodingfang. Brand PR and stylist, come out and take the blame."

"Chong Ping lost, lost in every way."

"Love the fans for a second, and the forum swipes the screen to say that he is handsome and loaned to be an ambassador. In the end, the brand would rather give the high definition to Ke Yu than to him."

"Whoever saw it didn't say a word of misfortune"

Ying should have reacted with hindsight——

Damn, why is he wearing the same brand as Zhong Ping? !