I heard that the actor has tracheitis

Hearing someone's depression, An Jing silently raised the corner of her mouth, "Actually, I also have an idea, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Remember to take care of yourself, Dudu..."

Looking at the page where the call has ended, An Jing silently smiled triumphantly. He knew that this person must have some thoughts when he saw the picture. possible.

Still want him to wear women's clothing?In the next life, no, if he is still a man in the next life, then maybe in the next life.

Anyway, there is no schedule, and nothing to do. Anjing originally wanted to start a live broadcast, but was forced to retreat by this news, so she had to obediently watch TV and visit Weibo at home.

The night before the fashion week started, at ten o'clock, the official station sent a message.

It was Minnie first, who posted a picture first, and it was still a group photo, but this time the group photo is a group photo with everyone's face, I saw that it was in the first row, next to Minnie, and it was a silver suit. Anjing.

After it was over, Minnie wrote on it: "Correct solution."

Two words, causing countless reveries, Anjing turned her head to look at Yingfeng silently: "You said, if Mini can't continue in Fashion Week, can we recruit him to the public relations department? I think he is really a talent, an expert .”

Yingfeng laughed directly without thinking: "I said you are daydreaming? Do you know who he is?"

An Jing looked back at him curiously, "Who is it? Isn't he the person in charge of this fashion week?"

Yingfeng directly responded with a ruthless mockery: "You are too naive. Not only is he the person in charge, but his brother, uncle, and father are all high-end designers for Fashion Week. Remember, it is not Paris Fashion Week. But in all the famous fashion weeks, the designers have their own family members, and the clothes he designed have won awards, and it is estimated that he will be able to enter the fashion week in a few years. '

An Jing felt as if her three views had been refreshed. Is he such an awesome person?Why can't I see it, although he thinks he is very powerful, but he only thinks that he has a good mouth, can speak well, and is serious about his work, but he didn't expect to have such a background, no wonder those staff treat him so much Respected.

Now that I think about it, I’m afraid that’s part of the reason why those models and celebrities didn’t get angry with him. After all, you don’t want to offend your stylist if you offend anyone. If someone gives you the ugliest set of clothes, you’ll have to cry wear down.

How miserable.

It's just... Anjing slowly turned her head to look at Yingfeng with some doubts, "How do you know so clearly? Or did you go to investigate him specially? Yingfeng, Yingfeng, why don't I know, so you actually like it?" What about this...style?"

"He...tui..." Yingfeng childishly coughed up phlegm at Anjing, which can be said to be very childish, "What do you mean I like this kind of thing? I don't like him, okay? It's not my style, what I like is..."

Halfway through, rein in the cliff.

The expression on An Jing's face became vivid, "Hey Hei, who do you like...Who? Han Xingwen? Or Mu Bai? Or... Lynch? Liu Mian?"

"Roll!" Seeing that his words became more and more outrageous, Yingfeng really wanted to grab the water bottle next to him and smash it on his head.

Anjing pursed her mouth in aggrieved way, "What's the matter, am I right? I think you are very kind to Lynch and Liu Mian. You even eat with them sometimes. I always thought you liked it. Where is the fat uncle, isn’t it?”

"Of course not!" Yingfeng was eager to get back Anjing's perception of himself, but just as he was about to explain, their phones rang at the same time. Anjing picked it up and saw that it was an official message.

Instead of using Minnie's group photo, he directly ordered a series of long photos, a total of nine photos, with An Jing at the end, and the clothes he uploaded were the silver-white suits in the photo, which is very handsome.

But when the list came out, no one knew whether it was in order or not.

Some people say that Anjing is at the end, it must not be important, the designer has forgotten him, but suddenly remembered that there was someone who was the last to fill it in.

Anjing's fans said that Anjing must be the finale, because if it wasn't the finale, how could it be the last.

An Jing watched them arguing below and couldn't help frowning: "Is this official always talking like this? It's vague."

"I think you are concerned about chaos, right? Are you worried that your fans will be bullied?" Yingfeng raised his eyebrows beside him and said, "Actually, this kind of publicity is very common. After all, there is suspense to arouse people's curiosity. The greater the suspense, the greater the suspense. The more disputes there are, the more the heat is going to explode, oh, don't worry, when the show is over, when you show up for the last time, all your fans will turn back."

An Jing nodded silently and didn't speak. In fact, he was very defensive and didn't want to see his people being bullied by others. However, when he thought of hitting those sunspots in the face after he played later, An Jing was inexplicably a little excited.

His favorite thing is to slap in the face, and the sunspots he wants to slap will not even dare to spray in the future.

Thinking of this in her heart, Anjing has already reposted the official Weibo on her own, and incidentally wrote: "Look forward to my performance, pen core."

There is also a small emoticon in the back, and this time the fans are boiling again.

"Quickly snatch it away, slip away, hide my little pocket, and don't show it to anyone."

"With this heart in mind, whether you are the finale or not, I will explode for you."

"Ahhhh, my heart, my heart, don't steal it from me, it's mine, mine!!!"

Among these crazy fan comments, a mudslide appeared in it. If you say he is a fan, he might be, but if you say he is a sunspot, he might be too.

I saw that the content was: "My Ann, my love, the finale is you, the rest of my life is you, everything is you, but I hope you lose your job."

……

All the people who saw this comment fell into a honeyed silence, and many people were wondering who this person was to say such fairy words,

But if you enter this person's Weibo, you will find that he seems to be... An Jing's fan?

Because all his microblogs are not about posting his own feelings, but about the benefits, advantages, enmmm of Anjing, although those words are somewhat... good or bad.

Before the internal turmoil among the fans, the core members of the fan club came out to explain, explaining that this person is a true fan, but... the love is a little special.