[Entertainment bts] Big black princes

Rex was one of the few people who knew of Mir's parentage in this world, and he remembered his shock when he signed the contract and saw that the parental column was all blank.

'Only me, can I sign? '

At that time, Mir was far less stable and cheerful than he is now. When he asked this question, his eyes were cold and lonely, like the extraordinary crane in the ink painting of country Z, elegant but not popular.

One of the most risky decisions he made, but later proved to be the most correct, was to sign Mir in an unconventional way against the pressure of the company, and to devote all resources and energy to her.

He's betting on a legend.

And this girl's hard work and excellence exceeded his expectations. She stood at the top of the fashion circle with an astonishing speed, accomplished charitable feats that many people would never accomplish in a lifetime, and continued to shine in new fields.

She is a "freak" in the model circle, not only winning the hearts of designers, but also pleasing the general public, just like a bridge between the two, she has the ability to pull fashion down the mountain and enter the public into real money ability.

Rex almost raises Mir as a daughter, watching her step by step difficult but determined to climb up, witnessing her from being lonely and guarded against the world to now having warmth in her eyes, he is filled with emotion.

The coming-of-age ceremony should be accompanied by relatives. He didn't want Mir to be without blessings on this important day, so even though he knew she didn't like formalities, he still planned to hold a birthday party for her.

May the love of fans fill some regrets.

Entrance quotas are distributed through an online lottery. Due to the large number of fans, the conditions can only be limited to a narrow range. It is necessary to verify the account that follows Mill's Ins and buy tickets for any 10 magazines that Mill has photographed on the cover. Number, in order to get a chance to draw a lottery, even so, the number of people in the final lottery pool is still quickly saturated.

[Ah, ah, ten thousand years of stinky hands!Do you know how it feels when I watch the remaining places go down one by one? ? ]

[Brother Mi is so generous, the people who went to the birthday party actually paid round-trip air tickets? ? Woc! ]

[Ms. Mi treats her fans first and foremost!Ms. Mi, I declare you! !I really want to see you, woo woo]

[Thank you for the urge to chop my hands before!Comrades, every small ticket for 10 magazines can be exchanged for a lottery quota, and I finally drew 3 times! ! ]

[Holy shit upstairs European secret work!eat me a spear! ]

[I got hit once (smoking) and I'm going to travel with Mr. Mi at public expense]

[Jealousy tore me apart!Why am I not having such good luck? !Is it too late to buy magazines now? ]

[Upstairs, I have already gone to major bookstores and newsstands to read, all of Miss Mi’s magazines are out of stock (crying loudly)]

[It seems that everyone wants to go together haha, fortunately I made the first move]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I still have troubles!I still have to think about how to skip class, what gifts to prepare, what clothes to wear and what makeup to see Brother Mi]

[Is the upstairs showing off? ? !Brothers call me! ]

Considering that most of the rice noodles from all over the world are young and have different languages, many of them are coming to Italy for the first time. The birthday banquet is in a private hotel near the city center that provides pick-up service. The environment is beautiful and convenient for travel. All the rooms All have been pre-booked and given priority to the rice noodles who come to the party.

The rice noodles who rushed to the hotel found that after showing their passports, they could check in with their bags without paying any money.

"LadyMir has notified the guests' information in advance and made reservations. You can check in by presenting your passport. Welcome to Milan!" said the elegant hall manager.

Received by the warm and courteous hotel waiters, the rice fans experienced the clear and clear feeling of being arranged.

Mi Fan was stunned, they didn't look like they were here to chase stars, but they looked like the girlfriend who was pampered by the president!Not to mention that the itinerary is properly arranged, it feels like someone pays for everything in advance...

It's so cool! ?

Even before the birthday party started, a topic called #我想秀妈女秘恋爱我# was already on top of the trending searches.

#I suspect Ms. Mi secretly loves me#

/The thing is like this, I have been preparing for Sister Mi’s birthday gift two months ago, and I have been waiting for the news of the coming-of-age ceremony. Official Sweepstakes Notification.I am grateful for the vigorous and resolute actions when I bought my hands at that time, so that I was able to exchange for four chances to draw prizes, and finally stood out from thousands of rivals.

When I contacted the official to confirm the itinerary, I was asked for passport and other information, and after a few steps of confirmation, two round-trip tickets were sent directly to my mobile phone.At that time, I really suspected that the staff were interested in me, until I came to Milan after more than ten long hours, and in the elegant and decent smile of the hotel hall manager, I learned that Miss Mi had already settled the bill for me. Just check in, I just figured it out.

It turned out that it was not the background staff who were interested in me, but Ms. Mi who had a crush on me. /

[hhhhhhh the original poster can describe such a simple matter of cause and effect in such a fancy way, I am convinced! ]

[How many peanuts did you eat yesterday?Drunk like this? (dog head)]

[Hahahaha I laughed so hard you, sister, why are you so handsome? ? ]

[Coincidentally, I also suspect that Ms. Mi has a crush on me (funny)]

[Although the poster explained in a very narcissistic tone, I still extracted the central idea. Sister Mi directly helped you book the air tickets and hotels? ? ! ]

[Yeah, my hubby helped me organize the whole trip (smoking)]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I was sad that I didn't get the draw, but now I'm not only sad, but also very regretful!Why didn't I buy more magazines at that time! ! ? ]

[It’s like being treated like a princess, it’s the first time I’ve experienced star chasing that it’s actually a star who spends money on me (laughs and cries)]

[My god, there should be 100 fans at the scene, how much does it cost...]

[Ms. Mi is so good with rice noodles! !A cry, why don't I have a chance to meet such a young lady! ]

[Mi Fan is clearly in love with Ms. Mi, and Ms. Mi is secretly in love with Mi Fan, nothing wrong kkkk]

August 8th at 8:5pm Milan time

10 minutes before the official start, the banquet hall has gathered excited and anxious rice fans. The electronic giant screen on the front stage lit up without warning, and began to play some advertisements and cover photos taken by Mir since his debut, many of which were They are all internal photos and there is no external circulation. Mi Fan happily took out their mobile phones to take pictures as souvenirs, realizing that this is a precursor to the opening.

In the interview area outside the hall, the foreign media reporters who had also been looking forward to it finally waited for the protagonist.

Wearing an apricot gold-weave fishtail cheongsam dress, Mir held Rex's arm, and slowly descended the spiral staircase while leaning on the wooden handle. The gentleness of Qingling is flowing in Yingying.

The phoenix bird embroidered with gold thread on the satin lining reflects the majestic and dignified glory of the rising sun in the light. Spreading its wings and flying among the fresh flowers, the unfolded mermaid skirt is covered with phoenix tail feathers cut from gold-rimmed lace.

The slim tailoring reveals the perfect curve of the waist and abdomen. When walking, there is a weak willow supporting the wind, and the natural grace of one step and three swings. Mir's every step is big and light, and the toe of the shoe is like falling petals after kicking away the churning waves Floating down, the charm of the whole body blends with chic, light and graceful elegance.

Lafayette once praised that walking is an art, and that's about it.

"Lady Mir! Look here!"

"Mir!"

The flash lights kept blinking, and Rex sent Mir to the interview area, and whispered in Mir's ear before letting go: "These are media that have long-term cooperation with various brands. Properly give them some interview content, so as not to panic and make up random things for you. However, there are a few reporters who have 'notoriety' and are difficult to deal with, so be careful."

Mill thought thoughtfully: "I see."

"Ms. Mi, you officially come of age today, do you have any plans for your future work?"

"I heard that you will be Chanel's Queen's model at this year's Paris Fashion Week. Does that mean you will no longer attend other brands' shows?"

"There are rumors that you will transform into an actor, will you continue to work in the modeling industry?"

……

Mir has experienced such routine or sharp questions many times in his past work experience, and when answering them, he is neither humble nor overbearing, making it difficult to pick out the mistakes.

But this kind of impeccable reply means that it is flat and has no bright spots.

A middle-aged reporter with a thin figure and a somewhat sinister face did not compete for the opportunity to ask questions. Now the porridge and side dishes do not arouse his interest at all. What he wants is a breaking point, a big news that can attract readers' attention!

It's not the first time he's been to Mir's interview site, so he has a deep understanding. This little oriental girl, who may only be half his age, is like a slippery pebble, with a smooth surface that can't be touched. Hit yourself in the foot.

Seemingly invulnerable, but no one can really do it.

He is waiting for an opportunity.

And luckily, his chance came soon enough.

"Mir! Ah, there she is! I saw it!" Park Jimin shouted.

"Wow, stop shouting! Didn't you see so many reporters?" Jin Nanjun said grandly.

"We won't be late, right... Asi, who knew that the traffic jam in the center of Milan is so severe..." Jin Shuozhen took out his mobile phone to check the time.

"Ah! Look here, do we want to say hello?..." Zheng Haoxi twisted his hands nervously.

As soon as BTS finished the trip, they flew to Milan. They hurried to the hotel but were delayed on the way from the airport to the hotel. They were so anxious that they danced and gestured to the driver if they could drive faster.

The smile became more real in an instant, and Mill greeted the media: "Excuse me for a while, my children are here."

"Brother! Quickly check if my hair is messed up?" Tian Zhenguo, who had been running wildly just now, tugged at his bangs.

Min Yunqi complained: "You use so much pomade, even a category ten hurricane can't shake your bangs."

Kim Taehyung carefully guarded the bouquet in his arms, carefully making sure that the flower stems did not break off during the run.

He and Zheng Guo learned from the previous experience, the first time was born and the second time was acquainted, the success rate was much higher, but the time was limited, and the better ones opened before leaving, they could only make up seven flowers.

It happens to represent BTS one flower per person!The small light bulb on Zheng Guo's head lit up.

Kim Taehyung thought it made sense.

There is always a distant lightness when Mir wears long skirts, as if she is riding on the waves in the wind when she is walking, she is only a few steps away in a blink of an eye.

"...Are you still wearing makeup?" Mir stopped to look at their faces.

"Ahem, coming to your birthday party, you can't be too shabby..." Jin Shuozhen wore a camel knitted cardigan, looking like a gentle brother next door.After all, they are not the protagonists today, and they are not dressed too formally.

Mier laughed: "Shuo Zhenxi is the world's most handsome man, she looks just as good without makeup."

"Eh? Hehehe...cough cough" Jin Shuozhen was delighted at once, laughed twice and suddenly thought that there was still the media by her side. Suddenly so good at talking, He He He..."

Park Zhimin waved his hands left and right: "Don't praise this brother so much, he's usually very narcissistic..."

"We are not beautiful men in the world, we can only rely on makeup to avoid embarrassing you kkk" Zheng Haoxi was attracted by the flashing gold thread, along the lace tail feathers of the skirt all the way up, passing the wingspan of the waist and hips and the neckline The long phoenix beak and the undulating body curve set off the flat auspicious bird quite vividly and three-dimensionally, and the skirt almost tries to break free from the entangled flower branches as it rolls.

Realizing that he seemed to be observing too carefully, he quickly looked away, secretly disgusted in his heart.

Don't act like an idiot, okay?

"Your dress looks pretty today." Min Yunqi praised directly.

Tian Zhenguo: "...Brother, I know that we should praise people instead of clothes at this time..."

Min Yunqi raised her eyes lazily: "She has always been beautiful, do you want to praise her?"

The rest:! ! !

Jin Nanjun's jaw protruded in shock: "Brother??! Have you been drinking?"

Kim Taehyung trembled: "Wow, this brother is really hard to guard against when he speaks nasty things, his hands and feet are curled up!"

"Are you qualified to say that about me?" Min Yunqi glanced at Kim Taehyung, who was always talking nonsense, with a speechless expression, "I'm just telling the truth, why did I get such a big reaction! Do I seldom praise you?"

"Yeah!" Nodding heavily x6

Min Yunqi choked up.

"Thank you." Mir was amazed at his rare frankness, and looked at...Jin Shuozhen with admiration, "It seems that we have been together for a long time, and this cheerful personality is also contagious, keep it up."

Jin Shuozhen: ...? ? ?Why did you look at him and say?Nothing to do with him!

"Almost forgot, come on!" Mir led them forward, "I want to introduce a person to you, this is my agent, I have been taking care of him all the time until now, you can call him Mr. Rex .”

The few people were shocked by the shrewd and capable Rex aura in the suit and leather shoes, and hurriedly saluted.

Mill gestured to Rex, "These are the kids I mentioned to me."

Rex immediately recognized Jin Nanjun's face and raised his eyebrows: "Is he the one you took to shoot the cover?"

Mill nodded.

"The temperament is not bad, but he is a little short." He looked up and down Jin Nanjun's legs with critical eyes, as if evaluating the meat on the cutting board.

Mir was helpless: "Can you stop judging an outsider with your professional eyes?"

"Sorry, occupational diseases, I'm up to you." Rex shrugged and spread his hands.

Jin Nanjun actually understood, but he didn't say anything, with an embarrassing smile on his face.

"Mir Mir! Look! I and Jinguo have succeeded!"

A bouquet of white roses wrapped in colored paper was stuffed into his bosom, and Mir stared blankly at the proud Kim Taehyung and Tian Zhenguo who was silent but looking at her expectantly.

It turned out to be a plant.

"...Huh?" She took out one of the branches, and ran her fingertips across the flower stems without touching the thorns.

Mir lowered his eyes, and suddenly pulled Kim Taehyung and Tian Zhenguo's hands over in a sudden unresponsive way.

"Ah!" The two who were grabbed by their hands wanted to pull back, but Mir's hands were not strong enough for them to struggle.

Finding it was useless, he simply shrunk his fists into his sleeves, but Mir still saw the Band-Aids wrapped around their fingertips.

After a moment of silence, Mir squeezed their fingers and asked softly, "Have you picked out all the thorns?"

Kim Taehyung and Tian Zhenguo lowered their heads feebly, a little frustrated, thinking that if their wounds were seen, they would look clumsy, and they didn't look like reliable adults at all.

It really didn't go so well, though, and they nearly chipped the meat off a few times.

"I picked it, Jinguo's hand was swollen very badly." Park Jimin hugged the maknae distressedly.

Jin Nanjun patted Jin Taehyung's head: "Taehyung acted like a baby and asked his brothers to feed him during the meal two days ago, complaining that his hands hurt."

"Ah! Brother! How can I!"

"Brother, stop talking!!"

The two little ones, who felt their face was lost, jumped up in shame.

Just as Mir was about to speak, the media followed and surrounded them.

"Ms. Mi, are these some of your artists under the NH company?"

"Are they here to celebrate your birthday today?"

Although they can't understand foreign languages, idol's instinct still makes them unconsciously put on a business smile in front of the camera.

Mir unobtrusively pushed Zheng Haoxi and Jin Shuozhen who were at the back to the middle. For their profession, the more exposure the better.

"Ms. Mi, are you planning to use today's occasion to announce your relationship?"

The scene suddenly quieted down.

Rex glanced at the questioning reporter and frowned.

She looked down at the recorder handed to her, her heart sank, but there was no emotion on her face: "Ibegyourpardon, Sir"

The middle-aged reporter with high cheekbones and thin cheeks had a mysterious smile on his face, and he chanted without any sincerity: "Oh, it's unbelievably romantic, this young oriental youth is specially prepared for you by seven flowers." Is it a white rose?"

He gestured in the direction of Kim Taehyung, because the latter didn't understand much English, seeing everyone looking at him, he could only show a slightly confused but still bright smile.

Jin Nanjun and Jin Shuozhen could understand, but their expressions were not very good-looking.

But for any female artist or model, what she fears the most is rumors of a love affair at the peak of her career. This reporter is clearly harboring ulterior motives!

The rest of the people could only understand a few words, such as "romantic" and "rose", but the atmosphere of the scene suddenly became very strange. The media were like sharks smelling blood, tearing away the restrained appearance just now, revealing Aggressive eagerness.

Min Yunqi and Zheng Haoxi saw that Jin Shuozhen and Jin Nanjun's expressions had turned sour, and they also sensed something was wrong, with worry in their eyes, they pushed Tian Zhengguo back.

"Ms. Mi, is what this gentleman said true? Are you going to announce your relationship today?"

"So the fans are invited to come here to be a witness together?"

"May I ask when did you start dating? Is there a reason for accepting this company?"

Look, there is no reply at all, but it seems that they have already understood the truth, and they are eager to dig out information to fill the gaps in their fantasies.

"Sir, may I ask when you were with Ms. Mi? Please say something!"

"Are you going to confess your love to Mir?"

Kim Taehyung was dazed by the fast and roundabout English question. Looking at a recorder that was about to poke his face, he turned his head to look for Jin Nanjun majestically, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what did they say?"

Jin Nanjun laughed forcefully, shook his head at him, and signaled him not to speak.He hasn't figured out the situation yet, so he can't answer casually.

"Alas..." Mir sighed suddenly, her voice was not loud, but she immediately attracted everyone's attention. She only looked at the first male reporter who asked a question, and asked softly, "Why do you ask such a question, sir?"

The male reporter looked quite confident in his victory, and answered slowly: "Oh, I know that young people like to make some fancy little fun, the meaning of seven white roses is 'secretly loving you', What a romantic gesture! Isn't this young man expressing his heart to you?"

……what?

What is he saying?

Jin Nanjun's face turned pale immediately, he didn't know how much willpower he used to not yell back on the spot, it wasn't like that at all!

You don't know anything, why can you interpret the illusion in such a smug tone, as if you have already controlled everything? !Do you know the consequences of your casual words! !

But when he saw the reporter's eyes, his anger was like being poured with cold water, and his heart went cold.

Those eyes are full of greed, eagerness, desire and corrupt conduct.

He doesn't care.

He doesn't care how what he said will affect the person involved, he only cares about whether he can get the result he wants.

[When Taehyung and Jeongguk send flowers, please pay attention. ]

Jin Nanjun took a breath, and immediately turned his head to look at Mir.

...is that what you're worried about?

Mill politely waited for the reporter to finish his tirade, smiled lightly, and stretched out the white rose in his arms to him: "Sir, look again, it's not seven."

"What?" The reporter counted again suspiciously, and sneered, "Ms. Mi, although I'm not very talented, but the basic calculation is still qualified, here is indeed Qiduo, everyone present can testify, it's not my old eyes that are dizzy! "

The rest of the reporters laughed; no one really took Mill's words seriously.

"There are obviously eight flowers here." Mir continued.

The reporter became impatient: "Ms. Mi, I hope you can answer everyone's questions directly. This kind of bluff is not in line with your usual candid style."

Jin Shuozhen felt his body trembling. He always thought that it would be good for Mir to stay away from a large number of black people in the country at least. Only now did he realize that she just never mentioned those dark things to them.

She lives under the same sky as them, sharing the same beautiful but terrifying world.

"Excuse me, where is the other flower you mentioned?" a female reporter asked.

Mir tilted his head and pointed to himself: "Here."

The scene was quiet for a while, and the media personnel looked at each other in blank dismay. The male reporter just frowned and thought about it, and his face darkened.

"I am a white rose." Mir smiled and held the bouquet up to his nose, and took a breath. His delicate face was more dazzling than the white petals, and his eyelids lifted from the flowers meaningfully looked at the male reporter. "That's the right amount of money, sir..."

Jin Nanjun took a recording pen, took a deep breath to hold his breath, and blurted out in fluent English: "Hello, everyone, I am the captain of BTS, Jin Nanjun. I have a few points to clarify about what the gentleman said just now. First, choose Bai The rose is because Ms. Mi likes this flower the most, and the seven represents the bulletproof seven people, which is not what you understand. In addition, we belong to the company under Ms. Mi, and we are one and the same with her, so we really shouldn’t count Calculate separately."

What he said was clear and well-founded. It was indeed well-founded. The belief of the media in front of him began to waver. The male reporter wanted to say something, but Mir jumped ahead of him: "Since this gentleman is familiar with the language of flowers, he should know Eight flowers, what does it mean?"

Now his face became ugly.

"You just said that they understand romance, and you were right." Mir raised his eyebrows. "The eight white roses mean 'thank you for your care, support and encouragement'. I was almost moved to tears by them."

This meaning can hardly be more suitable for BTS. It is no secret in the world how much Mir usually takes care of the artists of her boy group. If it is this explanation, it is really irrefutable.

The male reporter was so dumb that he was about to grit his teeth, but he was the one who brought up the topic of flower language first, but Mir forcefully explained it and then used flower language to refute it, and he had nothing to say.

Why did she happen to have played the role of the white rose, and the flower language of seven and eight flowers are two completely different extremes!

How could he not be annoyed that the big news that he got was just like that!

Jin Nanjun and Jin Shuozhen cooperated with Mir to show an embarrassed smile, and the other five people saw that their complexion improved, so they laughed too, knowing that the matter must be resolved.

Mir glanced at the time on the wall in the hall: "I'm sorry everyone, the birthday party is about to begin, and today's interview is over. Thank you very much for coming."

"Ms. Mi! Say more!"

"Look here!"

"Ms. Mi! Look this way!"

Mir took Jin Nanjun's arm amidst the whistling of the flashing lights, and greeted the members to go into the banquet hall. When he turned around, he exchanged silent glances with Rex who was beside him. Rex nodded and made a gesture, Mir Nod slightly.

The tacit understanding between them has long been able to understand each other's meaning without words. In order to prevent the reporter just now from being frustrated and slandering at will, Rex needs to do some more work.

After leaving the camera, Mir suddenly said: "Very well, it seems that you already know how to face those tricky foreign media."

Jin Nanjun let go of all his strength and said: "Just now... I was really scared to death, and suddenly I was asked such a sensitive topic, I really broke out in a cold sweat! That reporter really is!"

"As a reporter, who doesn't want to attract attention and make big news?" Mill's expression was dull, "It's just that he chose the way of chasing rumors and even distorting the facts..."

"Is that what you...wanted to remind me at the time?" Jin Nanjun blamed himself and regretted, he didn't understand Mier's entrustment at that time, if it wasn't for her quick response, today's matter would really not be good.

Mir patted his arm to reassure him: "The rose itself is rather ambiguous, and the meanings are very different. Ordinary people don't understand this at all. Using these worldly rules to restrain Taehyung and Zhenguo's minds, I want to Thinking about it made me feel cold, so I didn't order you again. Heh, thinking about it this way, it's really hard to be a reporter. In order to get the meaning out of context, you have to know a lot of bits and pieces of knowledge, otherwise you really can't use your strengths '."

"Did you know that Taehyung and Jeong would give Qiduo a gift?"

"do not know."

"...What?!" Jin Nanjun stopped abruptly.

Mir dragged him forward: "Today is really a coincidence. If I hadn't played the role of the white rose, BTS wouldn't have exactly seven people, and the meanings of seven flowers and eight flowers wouldn't be exactly different, and the meaning of the latter would be incomparable." It fits your situation, but I really can't think of a good excuse for a while."

Jin Nanjun swallowed his saliva, it was really too embarrassing.

"In the future, you will encounter more interviews that are full of traps. Seeing your performance today, I suddenly feel relieved." Mir showed him a gratified smile, then let go of his hand, and took a few steps forward to hold him With the arms of Kim Taehyung and Tian Zhengguo, the two children took the lead to step into the door opened by the waiter, and the fans cheered enthusiastically.

"Don't tell them." Mir said in a very low voice before letting go completely.

Jin Nanjun knew that what she was talking about was actually mainly referring to the two youngest children.

How sad would they be if they knew that the gift they had worked so hard to prepare turned out to be the knife that almost stabbed Mir?

Jin Shuozhen walked up to Jin Nanjun, looked at Mir's back, and suddenly said: "The whole world is staring at her."

She can't make a mistake.

Jin Nanjun pursed his lips.

Fang Shihe was right, the only ones who could stab her were those who were protected by her.

The author has something to say: Min Zhiqiu Mao: She has always been good-looking

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