professionalism of actresses

When standing in front of the Eiffel Tower, Bian Boxian felt that he was really funny.

How can you do something like this in a flash of your head?

Looking at the Eiffel Tower, Bian Boxian raised his mobile phone, and on it was a photo taken by Jintang standing in front of Notre Dame Cathedral. The sun was still beautiful, and her smile was still bright.

When he was above the clouds, he thought that as soon as he got off the plane, the first thing he would do after turning it on was to tell Jintang that he was coming here too, but he was really down-to-earth, and he didn't do it in the end.

Why bother?

Like a pervert.

Bian Boxian never thought that this word would be used by himself on himself.

With a chuckle, he put the phone into his pocket, stretched out his hands, and surrounded the iron tower in front of him, imitating the sound of the camera with a 'click' on his mouth, Bian Boxian put down his hands, turned and left.

Jintang may have published all of his travel routes on his INS, but Bian Baixian doesn't know if there is a time difference here, he just walks through the places she has stepped on, and sees the scenery she has seen.

There is always a distance in time and space with her.

But he was not in a hurry anymore.

Sitting on the bench, holding a handful of food for the pigeons in his hand, Bian Boxian raised his head and looked at a pair of lovely twins sitting on the opposite bench, eagerly accepting them from their parents. Pass the food and throw it on the ground.A few impatient pigeons landed on the twins' shoulders or heads, causing the children to scream.

Jintang was sitting on that bench.

Bian Boxian felt that after this trip, maybe he really was going to become a pervert.

Grab a large handful of corn grits and toss them in the air.

Pigeons flapped their wings and flew up, scrambling for food.

After everything was stabilized, the few feathers that were still floating in the air fluttered down.

Bian Boxian smiled when he saw it, he suddenly thought of the text that Jin Tang wrote when he posted the picture of feeding the pigeons

【I really want to feed the pigeons every day】

Well, small animals always have extraordinary magic power.

He looked down at the group of pigeons at his feet, and couldn't help lowering his eyes, but the pigeons in his sight walked away slowly as the pedestrians passed by.

The pair of brown deerskin boots came from a group of white pigeons and stopped in front of him, and the most familiar voice in his heart came from above his head, with a bit of coldness: "Bian Boxian?"

Bian Boxian, who lowered his head and smiled and stretched out his hands to feed the pigeons, just stopped the smile on his lips.

He looked up and saw the man standing there against the light.

The sun shines on her hair, her shoulders, and every part of her body, and she seems to be walking from the other side of the light.

The twins not far away laughed and ran around the square.

Big crowd

i met you

At this moment, Bian Boxian's world stopped, all sounds and scenes were frozen.

"Do you have an event?"

Hey~

As she spoke again, the world in Bian Boxian's eyes began to rotate again. He shook his head, and didn't know what to say. He caught a glimpse of the paper bag in his hand from the corner of his eye, and raised his hand stupidly: "Feed the pigeons." .”

Standing Jintang, her eyes fell on the paper bag in Bian Boxian's hand, she chuckled lightly: "Coincidentally, me too." As she spoke, she stretched out her right hand behind her back and shook the bag.

Corn grits hitting the paper bag made a falafel sound.

While opening the paper bag, Jin Tang sat next to Bian Boxian, grabbed a large handful of crushed corn from the bag, and sprinkled it on the ground casually.

The pigeons that had gone away because of her arrival just now flew back one after another, pecking at the broken corn on the ground with their sharp beaks, Jintang smiled even more.

Bian Boxian on the side tensed up the moment Jintang sat down, and then slowly relaxed when she saw that she didn't focus on him.

In order to make himself look more normal, Bian Boxian also lowered his head to look at the corn in the paper bag, but he was about to feed it all, so he simply shook the bag with the mouth down, and the remaining bits of crushed corn in the bag It all fell to the ground.

Flipping the paper bag, snow-white hands appeared in front of my eyes. Because of the force, the joints were even more white and bloodless, and a few pieces of bright yellow corn crumbs inside would fall off.

"Give you."

Bian Boxian turned his head and met Jin Tang's eyes staring at him. After a quick glance, he hurriedly moved away, and he hurriedly opened his right hand to catch it.

The golden corn crumbs fell from her snow-white palm, as if carrying the sliver of sunlight, and fell into Bian Boxian's palm, he heard her laughing voice: "I didn't expect to meet you here, What a coincidence."

Coincidentally?

If he really said it, Bian Boxian was afraid that she would run away immediately.

But his mouth responded in a low voice: "Yes, what a coincidence."

After this brief conversation, Jintang stopped talking and focused on feeding the pigeons.

And Bian Boxian wanted to say a lot, but he felt that nothing he said was suitable for the scene where he appeared here, so he simply kept his mouth shut. If his teammates saw it, they would really doubt it. What's up with him.

Jintang leaned back in the chair after feeding the whole bag of crushed corn, lazily watching the white clouds drifting past.

After coming to this world, she felt that there was never enough time. After she looked at the clouds that were slowly moving forward, she felt in a trance that there was too much time.

And now she can spend as much as she wants.

"You came to play by yourself?"

Jintang tilted his head to look at Bian Boxian, who was half an arm's distance away from her. It was rare for this person to have black hair dyed back, and there was no messy makeup on his face. When his eyes with single eyelids turned to look at her, there was a With a little innocence that doesn't belong to his age, Jintang smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

Looking at Jintang's smile, Bian Boxian felt that he couldn't help laughing too.

"I'm laughing at you like this. No one will take a second look at you when you are walking on the road."

No one has ever said 'you look so ugly', this can be said so freshly and naturally.

"But it's a little different from the previous impression of you."

Jintang said it casually, what Bian Boxian was like in Yuanshen's memory was almost blurred.

Perhaps it was because in such a foreign environment, seeing someone he knew made Jin Tang feel a little joy.

"What was I like before?"

Listening to the question in her ears, Jintang narrowed her eyes lazily, enjoying the sunshine, her voice was extremely soft: "I forgot."

because it doesn't matter

so forget

He never took Bian Boxian seriously, that's why he said everything.

Jintang didn't have the slightest excitement of meeting an old friend in a foreign country. She had had enough of being a sunflower on that bench, got up, looked down at Bian Boxian who was still sitting there, and waved her hand smartly: "See you next time, Bian Boxian."

"See you next time."

Bian Boxian, who was sitting on the bench, watched as Jintang deliberately trotted towards a group of pigeons, and the pigeons that were eating comfortably scattered away, so she slowed down again.

She always walks gracefully and neatly, never stopping, let alone turning her head to look at him.

However, the unexpected encounter also made him feel happy.

After returning to South Korea, Jin Tang started working after two days of rest. The first job was to try on clothes for the Fashion Week appearance.

That's right, Jin Tang, a rookie who debuted for almost a year, really received an invitation from Fashion Week.

It's just that compared to Sister Li and the others who were excitedly about to go to heaven, Jintang was less interested. Although she liked to watch those beautiful models' catwalks, it didn't mean she was willing to watch several shows.

To match this kind of fashionable things, you have to bother to think about clothing matching.

Therefore, Jintang in her previous life should not respond to such invitations at all, unless it is extremely important, she might go.

But now it's different, it's not whether she wants to go, but for the sake of exposure, she must go!

When Jintang tried on the 54th outfit, she looked at herself in the mirror and listened to the words of the staff beside her ear. She took a deep breath—make more money so that she can do whatever she wants in the future.

Although South Korea is a fashion basin, there are still some stars who can attend the fashion week, and fans also feel "proud" to be able to make an international appearance.

Jin Tang is not the first actor to issue a high-profile press release, even after she was cheered by others for two or three days, SOOP company released her photos in an orderly manner.

And this time, Jin Tang really didn't go casually to the Fashion Week. She still brought her work with her to shoot street photos for magazines and watch Elisabettafranchi's show by the way.

In the words of Sister Li - if you perform well, you may be able to win a contract like a brand ambassador.

In the photo, Jintang is wearing a black gauze dress and holding a red umbrella. The raindrops that are falling are shooting away when they hit the umbrella surface. She lowers her head, and the smile on her lips is dazzling.

【Play more, not enough to watch】

【This effect is absolutely perfect】

[As long as the person is beautiful enough, ah, have you met someone you know? 】

[This red umbrella suspects that the same style will explode again]

[I can't buy the skirt, can't I still buy the red umbrella?buy buy buy]

Not every outfit will be published, but more to keep it secret for the magazine. Therefore, after a busy week, Jin Tang finally got on the plane back.

Looking at the script on the tablet, Jin Tang heard Sister Li exclaiming, "Isn't it?"

"What?" she asked casually

"It's Quan Zhilong!" Sister Li suppressed her excitement, and kept touching Jintang's little arm with her elbow, "We actually took the same plane, oh my god, what kind of luck is this?"

Looking at Sister Li, who was not as calm as usual, Jintang raised her head and saw that several people were sitting in the vacant seats. Except for one of them wearing sunglasses, the rest were all staff members. appearance.

She counted silently in her heart.

five staff.

It's not that Jintang's staff is small, but that they are sitting separately, and most of them are all sitting in the back cabin.

After taking a look, Jin Tang looked away and focused on the script in front of her. This is a very novel script. No wonder Representative Jin sent her the script.

Those people also saw Jin Tang, one of them leaned over to the man in the sunglasses, muttered a few words, then the man took off his sunglasses and looked here.

"Jintang, he is looking at you, hurry up and say hello." Sister Li covered her mouth with one hand, and leaned into Jintang's ear and said.

Swipe your finger, and the page on the screen also turns over, Jintang said casually, "Wait a minute."

But the cabin was already quiet, and Jintang didn't deliberately lower the volume, so these words were heard by the people around him.

awkward

really embarrassing

Sister Li smiled dryly, and wanted to say something to ease the situation, when Quan Zhilong who was sitting there said:

"Miss Jintang, right? I'm Quan Zhilong."

Hearing that this person greeted him first, Jintang raised his head, looked at him carefully, waved his empty left hand casually, and smiled brightly:

"Get to know me, I'm Jintang~"?