The cat that wakes up and becomes a rival

Pei Zhao's eyes were darkened by Shen Du's anger, and he didn't know where he came to such absurd conclusions.

Shen Du leaned forward, looked over Pei Zhao at Kong Huainan who was sitting on the other side of him, and fell into deep thought.

Although this guy's dressing taste is a bit exaggerated, he is still unique. Perhaps Shen Du can try to challenge, but the heavy makeup on his face...

Shen Du had never done makeup before, so he didn't know if he could handle this kind of red eye shadow.

But if Pei Zhao likes it, he is quite interested in giving it a try.

Seeing Shen Du poking his head to look at him, Kong Huainan leaned out half of his body, and greeted Shen Du across Pei Zhao.

"Hello, Teacher Shen." Kong Huainan had a smile on his face and a crisp voice, and he was not at all timid when he saw Shen Du.

The lively and cheerful personality is indeed somewhat similar to Ning Zhi's back then, so it's no wonder that Pei Zhaohui has a good impression of him.

"I don't dare to be a teacher, just call me by name." Shen Du nodded and smiled back, and sat back in his seat.

His personality and Kong Huainan are completely two extremes, one is lively and active, one is calm and quiet, one is naturally talkative, and the other is taciturn. He can try his dressing style, how can he change his personality?

Raising his hand to touch his expressionless face, Shen Du was a little embarrassed.

Kong Huainan couldn't sit still, and for a while he was lying on the black-faced Pei Zhao's ear, chatting "cross-border" with Shen Du for a while.

If it was the past, Shen Du would definitely find an excuse to decline, and quickly end the topic.

But he was in a good mood today, and he wanted to be more lively in front of Pei Zhao on purpose, so no matter what Kong Huainan asked, he always answered with a smile.

The darker Pei Zhao's face was, the happier Kong Huainan was. If he had known that Shen Du was such a talkative person, he would not have wasted his tongue just now and went to do Pei Zhao's ideological work.

"You two chatted so happily, why don't I make room for you two?" Pei Zhao folded his arms, his expression so dark that it was about to drip.

It's fine for this dead peacock to open its tail everywhere by itself, but why Shen Du also joins in the fun?

Kong Huainan sticks out his tongue and winks at Shen Du, then quietly sits back in his seat.

Shen Du carefully looked at Pei Zhao from the corner of his eye, seeing that he was frowning and not speaking, he couldn't help but gently pushed him with his elbow.

Pei Zhao glared at Shen Du.

"Are you angry?" Shen Du touched his nose, feeling a little lacking in confidence.

Pei Zhao didn't want to talk to him, so he turned his head back.

The way he and Kong Huainan chatted across Pei Zhao just now was indeed somewhat impolite, so it's no wonder Pei Zhao was unhappy.

Shen Du thought for a while, reached out and groped in the pocket of his trousers for a long time, took out a small thing, and stuffed it quietly in Pei Zhao's palm.

Pei Zhao was thinking about Kong Huainan's matter in his mind, when someone stuffed his hand on his knee unexpectedly, he clenched his fist subconsciously, holding the thing stuffed by Shen Du in his palm.

The fist that was holding something slowly unfolded in front of his eyes, and a strawberry-flavored fruit hard candy lay in the palm of his hand.

"Don't be angry, didn't you agree to be friends with me?" Shen Du bumped Pei Zhao's shoulder again, and whispered in his ear.

The hot air from Shen Du's breath swept over his ears, and Pei Zhao unconsciously hid away, feeling a little itchy.

"What is this?" Kong Huainan poked his head over curiously.

Pei Zhao closed his palms abruptly, holding the fruit candy Shen Du gave him and hiding it behind his back.

"Tch, stingy." Kong Huainan turned his head and continued to enjoy the performance on stage.

The gentleness revealed in the deep eyes wrapped around Pei Zhao's neck and climbed towards his face. Wherever he passed, a layer of reddish mist arose and shrouded Pei Zhao's head.

The hard candy in his palm was boiling hot, burning the skin of Pei Zhao's palm.

Raising his hand and tugging at the collar, Pei Zhao puffed out his cheeks and exhaled.

"Why is this venue so hot? Is there no central air conditioner?" Pei Zhao muttered dissatisfied.

Shen Du smiled and didn't answer.

Don't act too hastily at this time, the more you cling to Pei Zhao, the easier it is for him to turn his back.

Instead, as long as you give him enough space to calm down, it won't be long before he starts talking to you.

Using his hand as a fan to cool his cheeks, Pei Zhao secretly tore off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth when no one was looking.

The flushed cheeks were raised into a small round bump by the sugar cube.

The sweet and sour strawberry smell permeated between his mouth and mouth, Pei Zhao stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, shook Shen Du's sleeve, and said in a concentrated voice.

"Shen Du."

Suppressing the joy welling up on the corner of his mouth, Shen Du restrained his expression, and met Pei Zhao's dark eyes.

"what happened?"

"Cough..." Pei Zhao swallowed his sweet saliva, and hooked the candy to the other side with his tongue, "Why didn't I see Peggy? She wasn't..."

"Shhh." Shen Du put up a finger to gesticulate on his lips, then secretly pointed behind him.

Pei Zhao turned his head and saw Cai Wen was holding a mobile phone in the auditorium two or three rows away. He didn't know who to call, and his expression looked a little dignified.

"What's going on?" Pei Zhao asked Shen Du quietly, suppressing his voice.

"There are two dresses for Peggy. The gold thread on the first one is sewn by a machine. I'm not satisfied with the effect after making it. That's why I got the second one. The handmade one is more soulful." Shen Du Explained to Pei Zhao.

Recalling the day when Peggy came to try on the dress, Shen Du did say that the gold thread was hand-sewn by him, but no one would have thought that there would be two of the same dress.

The dress with soul was directly handed over to Peggy by Shen Du.

Another soulless dress was put in his pocket by Shen Du and handed over to Cai Wen, telling him to hand it over to Peggy himself.

"It scared me to death, you just need to be prepared." Now recalling this incident, Pei Zhao still feels lingering fear.

Shen Du was amused by Pei Zhao's cute appearance and laughed for a long time, then put his hand on his lips, leaned into Pei Zhao's ear and kindly reminded him: "Are you afraid it's a little late now?"

Peggy had already walked the red carpet and sat in the front row of the audience, waiting for the next performance.

Pei Zhao frowned, raised his hand and gently twisted Shen Du's waist.

"Hiss—" Shen Du smiled wryly while clutching his waist.

When Pei Zhao was about to seriously watch the performance on the stage, he realized that Dai Mengmeng's part was over, and he was walking down the stage with his skirt in his hands.

"It's all your fault, I didn't even see Dai Mengmeng's dress." Pei Zhao planned to see which designer's work she would wear, but she was so busy chatting with Shen Du that she didn't notice the stage at all.

"It doesn't matter if you don't watch it." Shen Du looked indifferent.

Almost halfway through the grand ceremony, Shen Du suddenly leaned into Pei Zhao's ear and whispered, "Hey, wait for me here."

When Pei Zhao came back to his senses, Shen Du had already bent over from the aisle to the front row, and sat next to Peggy.

Pei Zhao immediately realized that it should be Shen Du's turn to bring Peggy on stage.

"Hey, hey, Shen Du! It's Shen Du!" Kong Huainan looked even more excited than Pei Zhao.

Different from some award ceremonies and charity dinners, DC’s Fashion Gala is aimed at people who like fashion and pay attention to fashion. The protagonists of the ceremony are also some well-known designers and their works.

In recent years, many celebrities have started to set foot in the fashion circle, and the designers invited to attend are not only asking models to wear their own works, but also cooperating with some celebrities.

Some high-end brands will also choose the right person to be their spokesperson from among many celebrities, and the two sides will win and benefit each other.

Seeing Shen Du helping Peggy onto the stage, Pei Zhao didn't even want to blink, for fear of missing something.

Peggy walked onto the stage in a long black dress, and dozens of spotlights hit her body, shimmering the golden thread on the dress, like a mermaid princess landing on the shore.

Shen Du stood in front of the microphone to accept the host's questions, and introduced his design inspiration and design concept with ease.

The taciturn boy went from taking off his school uniform to standing in the center of the stage in a well-tailored suit, accepting everyone's admiring gazes. He has experienced countless setbacks before completing his transformation.

A sour taste welled up in his heart, and Pei Zhao clenched his teeth unconsciously.

Pea-sized sugar cubes were crushed, and the sweet and greasy taste lingered in the throat, diluting the sourness that came up.

Pei Zhao took out his mobile phone, took a few photos like a little fan, and created a separate photo album for storage.

After the question-and-answer session, Shen Du bowed and stepped down, leaving the performance time to Peggy to let her fully display her charm.

Shen Du stepped off the stage, gathered his clothes and sat back beside Pei Zhao.

"You're so handsome brother!" Kong Huainan stretched out half of his body and gave Shen Du a thumbs up.

"Thank you." Shen Du accepted Kong Huainan's compliment without guilt, then turned to Pei Zhao and asked, "How is my performance?"

"It's okay, I answered a call just now, and I didn't pay attention to it." Pei Zhao put away the phone without squinting, and said coldly.

As soon as Pei Zhao finished speaking, Kong Huainan poked his head out from the other side in doubt.

"Answer the phone? Didn't you take pictures with your mobile phone very seriously just now? You didn't talk to me when I talked to you."

".."

Pei Zhao glanced at Kong Huainan, who stopped immediately.

Shen Du raised one eyebrow and smiled with his lips curled up.

The two of them stopped chatting for the rest of the show, and concentrated on watching the performance on stage until the host called out Ge Qiu's name, then Pei Zhao took out his phone again and took a few photos of the stage.

"Look?" Shen Du bumped Pei Zhao's shoulder.

"Look at what?"

Pei Zhao was a little annoyed, being elbowed and bumped by Shen Du all night, with no experience of a live audience, if he had known this was the case, he might as well have stayed in the hotel alone to watch the live broadcast.

"Photos." Shen Du pointed at Pei Zhao's cell phone with his chin.

"No!" Pei Zhao said angrily.

Pei Zhao secretly swore that when he got home, he would print out these photos to pave the floor, and step on Shen Du's face every day!

Shen Du pursed his lips and smiled, returning his attention to the stage.

Ge Qiu has a certain status in the fashion design industry and is a special guest. He did not show his works, but just chatted about some design concepts and answered some questions about his own brand PG.

Generally, people with an identity like Ge Qiu mostly come to choose spokespersons for their own brands.

"About PG, can I ask Mr. Ge a small question on behalf of the audience?" the host asked with a microphone.

"Except for the question about designer A, I am very willing to answer." Ge Qiu had already guessed the host's question, and she had already answered this question countless times on countless occasions.

A few years ago, PG suddenly launched a series called "Youth", and all the products under the series came from the same designer.

However, for the information about the designer, on the official website of PG, there is only one name that is almost nothing——Designer A.

Shen Du looked sideways at Pei Zhao.

"you--"

Shen Du was about to ask, but Pei Zhao spoke first.

"Shen Du, look!" Pei Zhao pointed in the direction of the door.

Cai Wen, who had been sitting peacefully in the auditorium, was walking out in a hurry while holding the phone.

"Go, follow."

Shen Du suppressed his smile, pulled Pei Zhao's sleeve and quietly followed behind Cai Wen.

The author says:

Dudu: Don't be angry.. (Shock;

Meow: What did you stuff? (angry;

beep (laughs)