[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Angel Kiss

After the Victoria's Secret Show ends, all the models participating in the show will generally stay on the red carpet for a period of time, and this period is also the favorite of various media. Who can get in front of those supermodels to take a photo, dig out With just one or two sentences, anyone can earn sales for their own magazines and newspapers.

Like those first-line supermodels, most of them are surrounded by a lot of media, the flashes are constantly flashing, and the camera is crackling to take pictures. The people in charge of taking pictures are tired, and the people who pose are even more tired. What's more frightening is that the photos of Yan Yi may be made into emoticons.

——Do you want supermodel style?

Vivienne kept her word. First she took a few photos with Adriana, and then she was pulled over by Giselle and introduced to a group of people with her arms around her shoulders: "This is our little princess Vivienne, we Everyone loves her so much~”

Although both of them are typical Victoria's Secret beauties with blond hair and long legs, they have diametrically opposite temperaments. Giselle's beauty tends to be sexy, and when she stands there, she is full of aura. Vian is like a little girl.

Vivienne's hair is a very pure golden color, without any impurities, so perfect that it almost looks like it has been dyed.When she was just a fledgling model and hadn't been discovered by the DNA company, more than one tabloid said, "Her long hair is like the gold on Sif's head."The big blue eyes make her look very innocent. In 2005, when tanning was popular, she was still white. It was good to say that when she was off stage, she was almost white when she came on stage, turned on the lights, and rubbed with gold powder. It can emit light by itself.

Well, I have known you for a long time, and I am a favorite of the Victoria group.Reporters exchanged views privately with winks:

How do you say she did it?Isn't he just a newcomer?

Who knows, just pay attention anyway.

Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!

As a result, the atmosphere at the scene was peaceful, and everyone felt that they had the potential to win the Nobel Prize: "Does Miss Allenson have any thoughts on her future career plans?"

Victoria Tuan Chong smiled shyly: "No, everything follows the company's arrangement."

"Your performance today is really amazing, what do you think?"

"I feel very happy to be able to stand here today, standing with the goddess I have admired for a long time!"

"You are 17 years old now, and you are relatively young among the models on the catwalk today. Do you have any special feelings?"

Vivian was very serious: "Yes, actually, don't tell me, there is really something that I am more worried about."

The eyes of the reporters lit up a degree.

"I'm wondering if I can pass the final test if I go back to school." Vivian pursed her lips and smiled: "I haven't touched the textbook for a long time, so I'm so worried."

The reporters suddenly felt an arrow in the chest, as if they were bullying a student together, God, this interview can't continue.

Just at this moment, a paparazzi squeezed in from the periphery of the [-]th line.This warrior has a desperate professionalism, and desperately pokes the microphone in front of their eyes, almost hitting Vivienne in the face:

"I heard you had sugardaddy when you were in high school!"

? ?This colleague is really a martyr among martyrs.All the reporters were looking at him like they were dead.

That paparazzi was desperate to lose his job, and he wanted to bring this fluffy news to Vivienne. Once the bucket of dirty water was poured down, no matter how Vivienne reacted, he would have the confidence to write flowers. I was fired, and I was able to find a job in another magazine with this feat:

"During your debut, all the people who wrote negative/face/report/reports about you were forced to resign. Is it your sugardaddy's handwriting?"

Giselle hugged Vivienne's shoulders, her green eyes were about to burst into flames: "It's so rude! This kind of nonsense... Sir, you are slander!"

The paparazzi is still asking desperately: "Do you have a good relationship with her? You are not her high school classmate, how can you say that this is slander, Miss Allinson..."

Just when the two sides were on the verge of breaking out, Vivienne finally spoke out.

Her eyes are big, with double eyelids, long eye tails, and drooping corners of the eyes, forming an indescribably delicate arc. When she looks up at people, there is a kind of melancholy that is both straightforward and tactful. And when he lowered his eyes, he had the reservedness and indifference of a girl again.

At this time, she just lowered her eyes like this, with a very light, very light mocking smile on her face, and said to the [-]th-line reporter who was still asking endless questions:

"Sir, if you continue to slander me like this..." She raised her eyes from under her long eyelashes, her blue eyes were cold and bright:

"I'm afraid you will have a court summons to-morrow."

Listen, listen, even such a straightforward sentence can be said so nicely by her.

Karolina Kurkova from the Czech Republic noticed the small dispute here, and it passed by, and it turned out that it affected her whole body, and almost half of the attention was here: "Vivian, what's the matter?"

"I'm fine." Vivienne blinked at her: "I just have to go backstage to fix my hair. Can I safely leave the girl next to me in your care?"

"No problem!" Karolina hugged Giselle's shoulders very appreciatively. With the two supermodels in the same frame, the reporters felt that their camera rolls were not enough, and they had no time to care about Victoria's group pets. where.

After Vivian squeezed out of the crowd, it was surprising that her sense of presence seemed to decrease instantly.She looked at the paparazzi who stood there blankly looking around, still looking for her figure, and made a sincere summary:

"Oh friend, I think you're going to be done."

Ella was still sobbing softly in her seat when she came backstage.Vivian poured a glass of water and walked over:

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine...thank you." As soon as Ella heard someone, she forced herself to stop crying, and showed a bleak smile at Vivienne: "I'm afraid I'm going to be blacklisted by Victoria's Secret. It's nothing, but I'm afraid of hurting you. Vivienne... You shouldn't have helped me back then. "

"Then block me." Vivienne looked very openly: "All roads lead to Rome, even if I can't walk in the Victoria's Secret show, I can walk elsewhere."

Vivienne is really the kind of person who brings her own affinity. Looking into her pair of azure eyes, few people can be ruthless enough to say harsh words to her.She didn't ask Ella the reason for her abnormal behavior at all, but in this way, Ella wanted to talk to her even more:

"I was in the audience today... I saw my ex-boyfriend."

Vivienne didn't pay much attention to these scarlet news, and quickly went through who was in the audience at that time in her mind, and finally picked out a general character: "Lex Luthor?"

"Yes." Ella sniffed: "He always thinks that Superman is the mortal enemy of human beings. He does messy things all day long and doesn't care about my feelings at all. I was saved by Superman before. He Just keep talking about it. It's useless to talk about it now, anyway, I just think he doesn't like me! This scumbag who left after sleeping!"

Vivienne has never been in a relationship. During her adolescence when everyone's hormones were surging, she devoted herself to studying hard, worrying about the scholarship and the next meal every day, and didn't have the leisure time to talk about love. I can't empathize with the pain of the collapse, so I can only try my best to comfort her: "Then you are still so nervous about him?"

"I'm not nervous." Ella sniffed loudly again: "I was angry!"

"Hmm." Vivian racked her brains and thought for a while, "I'll invite you to eat, don't feel bad."

Ever since half a foot stepped into this circle, Ella has never felt such a friendly and clumsy down-to-earth way of comforting her.She wiped her eyes: "I don't want to." Although the eyes are still a little swollen and the nose is red, but at least I don't cry, and the eye makeup is not messy at all. The Lancôme waterproof eyeliner is very worthy of its price:

"Do I still need to be professional?"

Just when Ella was smoothed out along the hair, Lex Luthor's voice came from the door:

"Ella? Are you there?"

Ella jumped up from her seat, her hands and feet were so stiff that she didn't know what to do: "I..."

Even if Vivienne has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs running: "Ella, my God, you really like him."

"But I really don't want to see him." Ella quickly explained: "He is a paranoid, he can't wait to dig into the ground to dig out Superman's weaknesses to pull him off the altar, he is simply a lunatic—Vivienne , help!"

"I don't say it's okay, you don't come out." Vivian just found a place to hide Ella, when she found that there was a second person who came in side by side with Lex.

"Are you Vivienne Ellingson?" Lex didn't look at her at all. Although she was on stage today, he was more interested in Ella: "Do you know where Ella is?" ?"

Vivian scanned the two of them up and down with very critical and indifferent eyes, and raised her chin slightly: "She just ruined my show, so I don't want to tell you. Find your ex-girlfriend yourself."

Her face was so believable, Lex was not wary of her at all, and now he let down his guard: "Then can you please point me in the direction? Just point in the direction, don't worry, as long as you Help me this time, and I will give you something in exchange."

"Okay then." Vivienne pointed to the left happily: "She just went out a few minutes before you came, I'm afraid it's because she almost fell and she didn't have the face to face others. You should take a shortcut and go down there. You should be able to catch up superior."

After Lex left in a hurry, Ella poked out half of her head from the closet next to her, but when she saw Bruce, she swallowed everything she wanted to say: "He—"

Vivienne stuffed her back without saying a word, and turned to Bruce Wayne and asked, "Why did Mr. Wayne come to our backstage? Let me tell you first, everyone here who has been on the cover of Maxim magazine is on the red carpet There, did you go wrong?"

Only then did Bruce look squarely at the blonde girl in front of him, and he smiled with interest: "I'm sure I'm not going wrong, Miss Allinson, I'm here to find you."

Vivienne listened carefully to the sound of Lex finally going downstairs, and then let out a long breath, and let Ira come out: "Okay, Ira, if I were you, I would leave right away--Mr. Wayne is sorry, What did you just say?"

Bruce repeated it patiently:

"An appointment tonight, Miss Allinson?"

——This subtext is almost ready to come out.

"Thank you sir for your love." Vivienne smiled brightly and movingly: "But I am not yet an adult, I just turned 17 today."

Bruce Wayne: Hell hell, a 17-year-old underage capsized Lex Luthor in the gutter!