After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

Wang Rong left as soon as he said he would, and he left decisively and freely. Even the handover of work was carried out through more convenient methods such as email and phone calls.

Fortunately, Zhang Luo knew his work schedule and itinerary well, so nothing major went wrong.

In the next two days, Ning An and Zhang Luo led their assistants and other staff to be busy in the dark, and finally sorted everything out before the big show.

And at this time, the big show of "Yu You Rong Yan" will officially start.

Zhengxiu was on the night of the 17th, on the first floor of Triumph.

On the 16th, the stage, scenery, sound effects, lighting plus dressing room, studio, and model lounge were all set up.

All kinds of costume accessories also began to enter the venue one after another.

Ning An endured for several days, knowing that he had to put down his work, take a good rest, and nourish his spirit for tomorrow's Zhengxiu.

He worked with them until more than ten o'clock in the evening. After the big frame was formed, he handed over the rest of the work to the staff and left early.

Coming out of Triumph, the wind and snow rushed into my eyes.

Under the lights, the snowflakes are big and dense, swirling and falling obliquely with the wind, reminding him of the dandelions he played in the park when he was a child.

He smiled and raised his head slightly to look at the dark sky. The cold air made his numb mind so busy that it became sober.

Feng Yun's car was parked outside, and when he saw him coming out, he immediately got out of the car, and with his long legs, he took three or two steps and arrived in front of him.

Before the cold wind and snowflakes had time to hit his face, he was wrapped into his arms by his open coat.

Immediately, the whole person was tightly surrounded by the warm and familiar smell of citrus, which made him feel comfortable and relaxed.

"Is it cold coming out?" Feng Yun's voice was low, gentle and charming.

Ning An shook his head: "It's not cold, it's snowing a lot, did it just fall?"

"Well," Feng Yun said, "It hasn't been long since it fell, and the ground hasn't had time to accumulate snow yet."

They stood under the eaves where the wind and snow couldn't beat them, hugging each other and watching the snow all over the sky.

Ning An reached out his hand, and the snowflakes that fell on his palm quickly turned into tiny water droplets, which merged with his palm without any traces.

"Want to play?" Feng Yun tightened his arms.

Indeed, some wanted to play, but Ning An still smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, the work intensity will be very high tomorrow, and the concentration needs to be concentrated, so let's go home."

Feng Yun smiled, rubbed his hair as if to comfort him, but his tone was light: "Next time it snows, let's build a snowman in the garden?"

Ning An turned his gaze from the curtain-like flying snow to his face, and found that the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were shining brightly, full of anticipation.

He suddenly realized that Feng Yun probably hadn't played with snow much before, and he wanted to play too, so he nodded vigorously and laughed: "Okay, then put it in your clothes."

"Okay." Feng Yun lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose with the tip of his nose: "Then we're going to make a big one."

Ning An raised his head and kissed his lips, Feng Yun quickly turned his back on him, actively responded to him, and guided him.

"Do you know?" Ning An looked at him with a smile: "I used to fantasize about my other half occasionally, and I always thought that if we were in a relationship, kissing in the heavy snow must be very romantic. What about you? Have you ever thought about it?"

Feng Yun lowered his head to kiss him again, and then asked: "Do you feel romantic now?"

Ning An smiled, pursed his lips and lowered his head, and said after a while, "It's quite romantic."

Feng Yun held one of his hands, also smiling: "But I never thought about feelings before, at that time I felt that I..."

He stopped, and after a moment of silence, he laughed again: "At that time, I thought that I might never have such a feeling, but now I do, it's great."

Ning An wrapped his arms around his waist, buried his face in front of his chest, lifted his face with his chin pinched, and kissed a very long kiss.

Although I didn't really stand in the snow, but standing under the eaves, with the snow as the background, it is still romantic and sweet enough to make people enchanted.

They hugged each other and walked into the wind and snow, Feng Yun protected his head, shielded him from the snowflakes, and asked him: "Are you tired?"

"It's okay." Ning An got on the co-pilot, lowered his head to fasten his seat belt: "I'm quite tired, but it's okay."

"Auntie made mutton stew in the past today, go home to eat and go to bed early," Feng Yun started the car: "If you are really too busy tomorrow, I can send some more experienced people to help you."

"No need," Ning An smiled: "You Chu He, do you want to spy on the secrets of our studio?"

"Tsk," Feng Yun also laughed, and squeezed his palm with his free hand: "I don't know good people."

After talking and laughing, they arrived home, and the two of them ate a couple of casual bites and then went upstairs to take a shower together.

Ning An lay on the edge of the two-person bathtub, and Feng Yun massaged his shoulders, neck and back with essential oil from behind.

Feng Yun's skillful technique and moderate strength made Ning An feel so comfortable that he almost fell asleep. He asked in a lazy voice, "Why do you know everything? It's so comfortable, you'll need your legs soon."

"When my grandma was sick, my aunt would massage her regularly. I followed suit." Feng Yun smiled softly, her thick eyelashes were steamed and wet, long and dense, hiding the deep eyes: "Later I will also often help her massage her limbs, and she will gradually get out of it."

Ning An didn't speak, lying there thinking about Feng Yun at that time, he remembered that he learned many skills for his grandmother, including cooking.

At that time, he must have really wanted to keep her by his side through his own efforts.

Ning An's skin was glowing crimson from the heat, and his tentacles were soft and soft, so Feng Yun was not very willing to use force.

His eyes were focused, and he used his palms to relieve his fatigue.

Ning An suddenly said: "When we are free, let's go visit my grandma."

In the past two years, Feng Yun has been too busy, he has been unable to spare time to go back and forth to the small town where he grew up.

"Well," he paused, then smiled: "She will definitely like you very much, and she will be relieved to see you by my side."

"Yeah." Ning An looked back at him, her brows were moist, and she looked very soft: "I will tell her that I am responsible for you in this life, so that she won't have to worry about you anymore."

Feng Yun smiled, and slid his hands down his smooth back, sinking into the water.

I don't know where to press it, but the next moment Ning An's body bounced in shock, and he quickly avoided to the side.

Feng Yun raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and lifted his eyelids a little: "Just this life?"

Ning An patted his outstretched hand away, and in order to prevent another sudden attack, he scooped up water with his hand and sprinkled it on him.

He pushed people back, and before he could fight back, he shrank back in a corner: "You can't be so greedy, isn't it enough for a lifetime?"

Feng Yun pressed forward again, squeezed him into a corner, pressed his shoulders, and looked down at him: "How is a lifetime enough? Huh? Do you have a heart?"

Ning An pushed him, but was grabbed by the wrist again, so he could only ask jokingly, "Then how long do you want to live?"

"Every life." Feng Yun kissed the top of his hair, which was wet, and he gently rubbed it with his lips: "My grandma said that people will reincarnate, and you will be responsible for me every life in the future. "

Ning An almost burst out laughing, he is a new socialist youth, a staunch materialist, naturally he does not believe in the theory of reincarnation.

He didn't expect Feng Yun to have such a side, he couldn't help feeling that he was cuter, couldn't help but put his arms around his waist, and said with a smile: "Okay."

Feng Yun felt very comforted, pressed his shoulders, lowered his head and kissed him: "Don't forget."

Ning An immediately acted obediently, and responded vaguely: "Well, I don't forget."

The corners of Feng Yun's brows and eyes were tainted with a smile, and he looked at Ning An with loving eyes.

It's just that he didn't say it, that was what his grandmother said to him before she died.

Because he was so reluctant to part with her, she told him that people have reincarnation, and in the next life, she will be his grandmother.

It's not that Feng Yun doesn't understand, it's just that he has always had such a wish, and it's the same with Ning An.

This night, I don't know if it was because of Feng Yun's massage, but Ning An slept very well, and almost didn't even turn over all night. When he woke up in the morning and looked at the deep snow in the courtyard, he felt refreshed .

On the night of the big show, Tian Xiaoci called, but he couldn't come because he had a night show.

And Tan Wenyu came to the scene to cheer for Ning An.

He is very popular now, and the few songs he released are very popular, and the popularity is very high.

There are a few songs that are so popular that most young people can hum them, even older ones are familiar with them.

The cooperation between him and Chen Moyao has been very successful. Not only has he been able to produce high-quality goods, but also Chen Moyao's lyrics have been sought after in the circle.

More and more singers came to invite Chen Moyao to sing, many of them were superstars who had been famous for many years, but Chen Moyao always put Qin Wenyu's needs first.

They joined hands to fight a bloody road, they are partners who work hard together, and they are different from others.

Some singers who signed a contract with Qin Wenyu could only consider transitioning after releasing a few songs because there was no splash.

Slowly try to start from variety shows and film and television.

Whenever they talked about Tan Wenyu's success, they envied him and lamented that he was lucky enough to choose Chen Moyao's song.

It's okay for Tan Wenyu to listen to it, but for some reason, when this matter got to Chen Moyao, Chen Moyao didn't leave any room for it.

At that time, she was not famous, and her works were not valued and selected by others. They would rather wait for their predecessors to choose the remaining works than take risks with her works.

Only Tan Wenyu valued her and was willing to fight her, but in the end the two of them managed to find a way out.

They complement each other, no one is lucky.

After Chen Moyao said these words, the comments in the circle gradually disappeared, and Tan Wenyu's position in the circle became more stable.

After the truth about Ning An came to light, his and Tian Xiaoci's fans increased rapidly.

The two of them spoke out for Ning An together before, and were scolded miserably by netizens.

Afterwards, the truth of the matter was revealed layer by layer. Those netizens and passers-by who scolded them before thought that these two dared to stand up for their friends. They were both brave and kind, and became fans or Luhao one after another.

And many fans before were abused and became diehard fans.

Popularity is soaring.

Tan Wenyu was quickly recognized at the scene, and many people in the fashion circle liked his songs, and also admired Chen Moyao's style.

He signed autographs for several fans before going backstage.

Ning An was overwhelmed by the rush of people, the two only had time to hastily hug each other before they separated.

Feng Yun also only went backstage for a while before being invited out by Ning An,

After the show, Ning An was immediately surrounded by partners and buyers.

He went to the lounge upstairs to communicate with the big partners, and left the buyer and some small partners to Zhang Luo.

This lasted for a whole night. Regarding the spring and summer shows of the coming year, each partner has different tendencies and different degrees of changes in the big goods.

The details and fabric requirements are also different.

And the two outfits designed by Ning An unexpectedly received a lot of orders on the show.

In fact, even without Wang Rong, the show was perfect.

After the fashion magazines and some fashion bloggers left, they all spoke very highly of this big show,

Wang Rong's works, as always, have become the annual trend vane and an important reference material for the future design of various brands.

Photos and reports about the show quickly spread in all directions through the Internet and print media as soon as the show ended.

These include two works by Ning An, which also received high praise from the fashion circle.

Ning An's name was quickly recognized and accepted through this show.

Ning An has been popular in a small circle since she was a model.

Although he was very low-key and silently concealed the halo on his body.

Especially after joining Wang Rong's family, he can be as low-key as possible.

However, he was labeled plagiarism as his works in the costume competition won awards. .

At the same time, because he was Wang Rong's student and Zheng Wenze's fame and status in the fashion circle, he was pushed to the forefront.

Things are fermenting layer by layer, no matter whether he is scolded or doubted, he has become the hottest person of the year,

As things turned around, Zhang Qi broke out that he had rejected the actor in Zhang Qi's movie, which caused people's shock and confusion, and Zhang Qi said that the main costume design of the movie "Model" People's speculation about his true strength caused by his holding a knife, and then the evidence was thrown out one by one, until Feng Yun publicly confessed his love.

……

Things happened too fast and too dramatically.

Even the upsurge caused by Feng Yun kissing that ring was still vaguely in front of her eyes.

The lucky one who had been guessed thousands of times turned out to be him.

He has a lot of capital that can be used to be proud and self-sufficient, but he is working hard in a low-key manner.

When everything he owns and what he once owned is slowly unfolding before people's eyes, Ning An is no longer an ordinary fashion designer in the eyes of the public, let alone an ordinary young man.

For many, his experience has even shrouded him in a slightly mysterious veil because of the distance.

But it wasn't until the end of the show that he really made his name as a "couture designer."

The author has something to say: I may have a cold, I’m not in a good state today, I’m sorry, my brain is slow to respond, I hope this chapter can be smooth, not too messy, I’ll see if I want to change it later

感谢在2019-12-2521:53:11~2019-12-2720:04:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 in Beisi;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Melancholy Rondo; 6 bottles of Qianyan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!