In July, Wang Rong was on a business trip and had to stay in France for half a month.
Zhang Luo, Ning An and Xiao Di handle most of the daily affairs of the studio.
Because of Ning An's identity, most of the employees in the studio respect him very much.
And Ning An has never been arrogant, and he is very humble and polite in dealing with others, so everyone likes him very much.
During this period, although Wang Rong was not there, Zheng Wenze often came up to sit around, and his attitude towards Ning An was more accommodating and friendly than before.
Occasionally, they will also exchange some professional issues, and have a good chat.
And Xiao Di officially returned to the status of Wang Rong's assistant, and the direct contact with Ning An at work has also decreased.
This made Ning An feel much more relaxed from the bottom of his heart.
Xiao Di's hostility towards him is not obvious, but he can feel it.
It's just that he always thought it was his anger at himself because he couldn't join Wang Rong's family, so he didn't think about anything else.
Ning An worked hard, everyone could see it.
And Zhang Luo's attitude also made other staff in the studio dare not look down on him in the slightest.
Zhang Luo is very transparent. From the first day Ning An entered the studio, she would unconditionally assist him and help him whenever he raised it.
After all, just relying on the identity label of "Wang Rong's student" is enough for him to occupy a place in the fashion circle and spark enough topics.
Although now he is just a sword that has not been unsheathed, being polished and tempered.
But the road ahead, as long as you don't make any major mistakes, will be almost predictably smooth.
If you are more competitive, then it is not impossible to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with your teacher in the future.
At this time, Ning An was still very young, and had just stepped into this circle.
And Wang Rong is a rare genius in this circle, so many people's greatest expectations and assumptions for him are just to be on par with Wang Rong.
Surpassing Wang Rong is beyond the reach of most people.
In early July, Feng Yun flew to the United States again.
Ning An kept running between the crew and the studio, meeting with the staff, assistant designers, and Fuhuadao staff of the crew, communicating, and adjusting their thinking over and over again.
In addition, he has to help deal with various cooperation matters between Wang Rong and the outside world as well as event invitations.
Although he is very busy, every time he goes to the set, he still takes time to visit the cast Tian Xiaoci.
It's just that Tian Xiaoci's shooting task is very heavy. Most of the time, they don't have the opportunity or time to have a good chat.
In this state, Tian Xiaoci's performance finally got better and better. As time went by, he gradually integrated into the role he played.
In the few chats, Ning An clearly felt that Tian Xiaoci, as a newcomer, had "entered the drama".
It seemed that another soul was suddenly carried on his body, and his words, actions, and even small movements and habits gradually became different from before.
That is the characteristic of Meng Xiaoqun, the hero in the play, not Tian Xiaoci.
In fact, this kind of "entering the play" is not a compliment for veteran actors.
A truly experienced actor can switch between entering and exiting the play with ease.
But as a newcomer, it is actually very rare to be able to integrate in such a fast speed.
In the movie Model, the experience and experience of the hero Meng Xiaoqun is actually somewhat similar to Tian Xiaoci's own experience.
The same single-parent family, the same innocent boy, was also forced into the dark quagmire by fate...
So there are many emotions, Tian Xiaoci can empathize with them, and they are also overwhelming him.
Ning An has carefully studied the script, and he understands Meng Xiaoqun's life, so every time he watches him filming, he is very involved and can put himself into that emotion.
This kind of observation and substitution also allows him to add more elements, even just lines, when designing clothes.
Use different lines to express emotions, to flesh it out.
Sometimes he would also meditate, assuming Meng Xiaoqun's identity, even if the cigarette burned to his fingertips, he would not be able to detect it.
Because that emotion is so strong that sometimes it is really hard to pull away.
From the initial painful and helpless struggle and constant self-denial, but still gritted his teeth and persisted in moving forward, he finally got out of the quagmire step by step and climbed to the top of the pyramid in the fashion circle.
He achieved great success in his career, but lost himself.
He has tens of millions of fans on his social accounts, and his outfits represent taste and trends. He is the darling of fashion festivals, designers and brand owners...
But he still feels insecure.
Just like the innocent boy many years ago, after his father got into a car accident, he knelt in the rainstorm and begged his mother who had already married a wealthy businessman.
Begging her to save his father and save him too.
But his mother had already had a child of her own, so she gave her mother's love to another child.
He will always remember her mother telling him to let him, let his father let her go, and he also remembers the way his half-brother looked at him, as if he was looking at a blood-sucking bug sunk in a cesspit.
That look of extreme disgust made him feel cold all over.
Over and over again, he wanted to find the original pure self, the boy who lived with his father and shared a bowl of noodles, but was still happy and secure.
He wanted to have that simple real joy again.
But nothing.
The kind of light he had seen cruelly left him far away, making him even more aware that the place he was in was actually so dark.
Can't see five fingers!
Standing on the top of the pyramid, he bowed his head and smiled, his brows and eyes were charming and charming.
Thousands of people praised him for being perfect, looked up at him, and worshiped him piously under his suit pants, but no one knew that there was a black hole in his heart.
On the surface, the drunken and rebellious, the unrestrained prodigal and suave in the party, under the noisy lights of publicity and bursting, behind the wanton smile...
The heavy and gloomy main line of the story is like a torn old garment, which has been patched densely and messily with needles and threads, and the stitches are crooked, so ugly that it is unbearable to look at.
That is Meng Xiaoqun's heart, that is Meng Xiaoqun's life, that is Meng Xiaoqun's true self which is completely different from the external appearance.
The tone of the film is very heavy, which is why Zhang Qi requested that the costumes be more impactful.
One light and one dark, bright to the extreme, and dark to the extreme.
Ning An exaggerated the "brightness" side to the extreme as much as possible. The style, color matching, and even the stage and lighting that should be matched with the clothing that has not yet been formed are all tested one by one before carefully writing.
He completed a small part of the first draft, and Zhang Qi was silent for a long time after reading it.
For Ning An's designs, what impresses Zhang Qi is not just the style itself, but the most important thing is the emotions contained in it.
Underneath the bright and flamboyant work, which is like a work of art, there is an unconcealable, depressing and sad atmosphere, every trace of it.
It's hard to say clearly in words, but people who are very sensitive to emotion capture can easily feel it.
That invisible emotion, with a magical power, can easily bring people into the play.
Zhang Qi glanced at Ning An, the young man was holding a pen and seriously writing down his questions in his notebook.
He rarely compliments people, but he still said: "You understand the script very well."
Ning An raised his head and smiled, and Zhang Qi said, "But I think the details can be better."
"Well," Ning An nodded: "I want to wait for the teacher to come back and help me take a look. After I make another revision, I will show you the drawing, is that okay?"
"Okay," Zhang Qi said, "The filming period for those outfits of yours is at the back. Don't be in a hurry, but be careful."
"Okay." Ning An nodded and put away the pen and paper.
In mid-July, He Yi came back from the set.
He had a short vacation of a few days, so he took the opportunity to join the modeling crew with Tan Wenyu to visit Tian Xiaoci.
The two wanted to ask Ning'an to be together, but there was an event in the neighboring city, and Ning'an had to go there on that day, so they didn't pull away.
Ning An drove to the neighboring city with his assistant, and entered the venue very low-key.
Listened to some good speeches and collected a lot of information.
This event was due to the invitation of a popular jewelry designer, PennySong, Song Feizhou.
So there are a lot of jewelry and accessories companies coming here.
Song Feizhou is of Chinese descent, but he grew up abroad since he was a child. In recent years, he has become very famous in the fashion circle and has produced many works.
Recently, because the elders in the family want to return to the country and return to their roots, they want to go back to the country with the family to develop.
Here, Ning An met Li Yuanshu, the director of the design department of Song Qiu Company, as well as designers or directors of several other well-known jewelry companies.
Fang Jin also came to participate in the event, and coincidentally stayed in the same hotel as Ning An.
After the evening's event, the two went to a nearby bar for a drink,
After chatting about work, the topic turned to Song Feizhou without realizing it.
Fang Jin asked Ning An with a smile: "I heard that Chu He's acquisition of EF went smoothly?"
Ning An smiled, but did not deny it.
Fang Jin sighed: "If Chuhe's acquisition of EF can be successful, it will have a great impact on domestic jewelry companies."
"Not necessarily," Ning An said: "The market is so big, each has its own position, and the impact may not be as great as you imagine."
"It's not what I imagined." Fang Jin smiled: "Look at how much they are chasing Song Feizhou today, everyone is planning for a rainy day."
Having said that, he couldn't help but sighed sadly: "An'an, look, if you want to be an influential designer, you still have to enter the international fashion circle first, gain a firm foothold there, and nail your reputation. Name, no matter where you want to return to later, your status will not be affected again."
"What you said makes sense," Ning An smiled: "But in that place, there are more people who can't shine after all. Not everyone has that kind of strength and luck. In that place, these two things are indispensable. "
"You are different. You have Wang Rong and talent." Fang Jin shook his hand: "You are more willing to work hard than ordinary people."
"In the past, I really wanted you to come to my company, but now I don't want to." Fang Jin said again: "Now, I just want to watch you go higher and higher step by step."
Ning An rested his chin, and in the dim light, he looked into Fang Jin's serious eyes.
There are expectations for him, and there are also regrets about not being able to achieve the goal.
He was a little moved, raised his glass and touched him lightly, and nodded with a smile: "Well, I will try my best."
They were out of town, and they didn't dare to drink too much. After chatting, they took a taxi back to the hotel together.
As soon as he entered the room, Feng Yun's video request was sent.
Ning An picked it up and couldn't help laughing: "You really get stuck in time, I just walked in."
The alcohol made his cheeks pink, his eyes moist, and he smiled softly.
Feng Yun looked at him for a while, but was very reluctant to look away.
Ning An was a little tired, so she wanted to take a bath first.
Feng Yun was very reluctant to let him out of his sight, so he suggested that he could take a shower while videotaping.
Ning An pursed her lips and smiled for a long time, and finally rejected him mercilessly.
But he also wanted Feng Yun, so he took a quick battle shower, and while wiping his hair, he came out and called Feng Yun again.
Feng Yun quickly picked it up. For some reason, he who didn't pay much attention to entertainment news suddenly asked Ning An: "Do you know that Tan Wenyu and He Yi went to visit Tian Xiaoci's class today?"
Ning An nodded: "Well, they originally asked me to go with them, but they caught up with the event here, so I couldn't go there."
Hearing what he said, Feng Yun became silent.
Ning An teased him: "So you are following entertainment news all the time?"
Feng Yun looked at him for a moment, and then said: "There is a young man in the team who is a fan of Tan Wenyu's. During the meeting, he was watching their interview video. I took a look."
"I just came back, I haven't had time to watch it yet." Ning An asked while wiping her hair, "Is there anything special about it?"
He always felt that Feng Yun would not bring up the matter of their visit to the class for no reason, maybe there was some deep meaning in it.
So he said, "Can I watch the news first?"
His hair was wet, his eyelashes were wet, and the moisture on his body could be felt through the screen.
The water vapor made him look more delicate and delicious.
One can even imagine how warm and soft his skin has been soaked in hot water.
Feng Yun looked at him for a moment and said, "Well, it's very short, you should read it first."
Ning An then logged into his social account, only to find that the two of them had already been trending.
The most clicked video was a small video, which was a short interview they were surrounded by reporters when they came out of the class.
They were wearing couple outfits with their hands clasped together. Although facing the media, they looked relaxed and natural to each other.
A reporter asked them how they felt about being in love.
He Yi grabbed Tan Wenyu's hand, put the two hands together, and showed the reporter the pair of rings on their ring fingers.
Tan Wenyu smiled at the camera: "It's not that we're in love anymore. We've been together since we were very young. It's the sixth year now. We got married at the beginning of last month."
Their eyes are full of happy smiles, and they don't need to shy away from it or hide it. They tell the whole world frankly and generously that this person is my lover.
They can make out on any occasion openly and express their love.
Ning An knew about Tan Wenyu and He Yi's certificates.
They had agreed to get married after Qin Wenyu released his first song.
They attached great importance to this agreement. He Yi came back in early June, and the two went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to complete the formalities.
It's just that the ceremony hasn't been held yet, and Tan Wenyu wants to save more money, buy a bigger house, and manage it more decently.
Ning An didn't expect that they would disclose it to the outside world so soon. After all, falling in love is one thing, and getting married is another thing.
Especially when Tan Wenyu's career has just started, He Yi is still an idol drama actor.
He looked at the sweet smiles of the two people in the camera, he was a little surprised, but also happy for them, and of course he was slightly worried.
He flipped through the comments, wanting to see the reactions of netizens and fans.
The comments were full of lemons and the tearful expressions of netizens: "Oh my God, I'm in love again."
Ning An didn't realize it himself, the corners of his lips curled up, and his eyes were full of smiles.
He smiled and switched the phone back to the video call interface.
Feng Yun looked at the smile on his face and said, "Ning An, I also want the whole world to know that you belong to me, and only to me."
Then he asked, "Do you want to?"
The author has something to say: Today is really better late, sorry, everyone has been waiting for a long time
This book is actually not too far from the end now, and I will work hard to finish it.
感谢在2019-12-0320:50:34~2019-12-0422:12:08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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: 13 bottles of lotus seed sandwich; 10 bottles of Gray sauce and ah net; 1 bottle of warehouse keeper;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Zhang Luo, Ning An and Xiao Di handle most of the daily affairs of the studio.
Because of Ning An's identity, most of the employees in the studio respect him very much.
And Ning An has never been arrogant, and he is very humble and polite in dealing with others, so everyone likes him very much.
During this period, although Wang Rong was not there, Zheng Wenze often came up to sit around, and his attitude towards Ning An was more accommodating and friendly than before.
Occasionally, they will also exchange some professional issues, and have a good chat.
And Xiao Di officially returned to the status of Wang Rong's assistant, and the direct contact with Ning An at work has also decreased.
This made Ning An feel much more relaxed from the bottom of his heart.
Xiao Di's hostility towards him is not obvious, but he can feel it.
It's just that he always thought it was his anger at himself because he couldn't join Wang Rong's family, so he didn't think about anything else.
Ning An worked hard, everyone could see it.
And Zhang Luo's attitude also made other staff in the studio dare not look down on him in the slightest.
Zhang Luo is very transparent. From the first day Ning An entered the studio, she would unconditionally assist him and help him whenever he raised it.
After all, just relying on the identity label of "Wang Rong's student" is enough for him to occupy a place in the fashion circle and spark enough topics.
Although now he is just a sword that has not been unsheathed, being polished and tempered.
But the road ahead, as long as you don't make any major mistakes, will be almost predictably smooth.
If you are more competitive, then it is not impossible to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with your teacher in the future.
At this time, Ning An was still very young, and had just stepped into this circle.
And Wang Rong is a rare genius in this circle, so many people's greatest expectations and assumptions for him are just to be on par with Wang Rong.
Surpassing Wang Rong is beyond the reach of most people.
In early July, Feng Yun flew to the United States again.
Ning An kept running between the crew and the studio, meeting with the staff, assistant designers, and Fuhuadao staff of the crew, communicating, and adjusting their thinking over and over again.
In addition, he has to help deal with various cooperation matters between Wang Rong and the outside world as well as event invitations.
Although he is very busy, every time he goes to the set, he still takes time to visit the cast Tian Xiaoci.
It's just that Tian Xiaoci's shooting task is very heavy. Most of the time, they don't have the opportunity or time to have a good chat.
In this state, Tian Xiaoci's performance finally got better and better. As time went by, he gradually integrated into the role he played.
In the few chats, Ning An clearly felt that Tian Xiaoci, as a newcomer, had "entered the drama".
It seemed that another soul was suddenly carried on his body, and his words, actions, and even small movements and habits gradually became different from before.
That is the characteristic of Meng Xiaoqun, the hero in the play, not Tian Xiaoci.
In fact, this kind of "entering the play" is not a compliment for veteran actors.
A truly experienced actor can switch between entering and exiting the play with ease.
But as a newcomer, it is actually very rare to be able to integrate in such a fast speed.
In the movie Model, the experience and experience of the hero Meng Xiaoqun is actually somewhat similar to Tian Xiaoci's own experience.
The same single-parent family, the same innocent boy, was also forced into the dark quagmire by fate...
So there are many emotions, Tian Xiaoci can empathize with them, and they are also overwhelming him.
Ning An has carefully studied the script, and he understands Meng Xiaoqun's life, so every time he watches him filming, he is very involved and can put himself into that emotion.
This kind of observation and substitution also allows him to add more elements, even just lines, when designing clothes.
Use different lines to express emotions, to flesh it out.
Sometimes he would also meditate, assuming Meng Xiaoqun's identity, even if the cigarette burned to his fingertips, he would not be able to detect it.
Because that emotion is so strong that sometimes it is really hard to pull away.
From the initial painful and helpless struggle and constant self-denial, but still gritted his teeth and persisted in moving forward, he finally got out of the quagmire step by step and climbed to the top of the pyramid in the fashion circle.
He achieved great success in his career, but lost himself.
He has tens of millions of fans on his social accounts, and his outfits represent taste and trends. He is the darling of fashion festivals, designers and brand owners...
But he still feels insecure.
Just like the innocent boy many years ago, after his father got into a car accident, he knelt in the rainstorm and begged his mother who had already married a wealthy businessman.
Begging her to save his father and save him too.
But his mother had already had a child of her own, so she gave her mother's love to another child.
He will always remember her mother telling him to let him, let his father let her go, and he also remembers the way his half-brother looked at him, as if he was looking at a blood-sucking bug sunk in a cesspit.
That look of extreme disgust made him feel cold all over.
Over and over again, he wanted to find the original pure self, the boy who lived with his father and shared a bowl of noodles, but was still happy and secure.
He wanted to have that simple real joy again.
But nothing.
The kind of light he had seen cruelly left him far away, making him even more aware that the place he was in was actually so dark.
Can't see five fingers!
Standing on the top of the pyramid, he bowed his head and smiled, his brows and eyes were charming and charming.
Thousands of people praised him for being perfect, looked up at him, and worshiped him piously under his suit pants, but no one knew that there was a black hole in his heart.
On the surface, the drunken and rebellious, the unrestrained prodigal and suave in the party, under the noisy lights of publicity and bursting, behind the wanton smile...
The heavy and gloomy main line of the story is like a torn old garment, which has been patched densely and messily with needles and threads, and the stitches are crooked, so ugly that it is unbearable to look at.
That is Meng Xiaoqun's heart, that is Meng Xiaoqun's life, that is Meng Xiaoqun's true self which is completely different from the external appearance.
The tone of the film is very heavy, which is why Zhang Qi requested that the costumes be more impactful.
One light and one dark, bright to the extreme, and dark to the extreme.
Ning An exaggerated the "brightness" side to the extreme as much as possible. The style, color matching, and even the stage and lighting that should be matched with the clothing that has not yet been formed are all tested one by one before carefully writing.
He completed a small part of the first draft, and Zhang Qi was silent for a long time after reading it.
For Ning An's designs, what impresses Zhang Qi is not just the style itself, but the most important thing is the emotions contained in it.
Underneath the bright and flamboyant work, which is like a work of art, there is an unconcealable, depressing and sad atmosphere, every trace of it.
It's hard to say clearly in words, but people who are very sensitive to emotion capture can easily feel it.
That invisible emotion, with a magical power, can easily bring people into the play.
Zhang Qi glanced at Ning An, the young man was holding a pen and seriously writing down his questions in his notebook.
He rarely compliments people, but he still said: "You understand the script very well."
Ning An raised his head and smiled, and Zhang Qi said, "But I think the details can be better."
"Well," Ning An nodded: "I want to wait for the teacher to come back and help me take a look. After I make another revision, I will show you the drawing, is that okay?"
"Okay," Zhang Qi said, "The filming period for those outfits of yours is at the back. Don't be in a hurry, but be careful."
"Okay." Ning An nodded and put away the pen and paper.
In mid-July, He Yi came back from the set.
He had a short vacation of a few days, so he took the opportunity to join the modeling crew with Tan Wenyu to visit Tian Xiaoci.
The two wanted to ask Ning'an to be together, but there was an event in the neighboring city, and Ning'an had to go there on that day, so they didn't pull away.
Ning An drove to the neighboring city with his assistant, and entered the venue very low-key.
Listened to some good speeches and collected a lot of information.
This event was due to the invitation of a popular jewelry designer, PennySong, Song Feizhou.
So there are a lot of jewelry and accessories companies coming here.
Song Feizhou is of Chinese descent, but he grew up abroad since he was a child. In recent years, he has become very famous in the fashion circle and has produced many works.
Recently, because the elders in the family want to return to the country and return to their roots, they want to go back to the country with the family to develop.
Here, Ning An met Li Yuanshu, the director of the design department of Song Qiu Company, as well as designers or directors of several other well-known jewelry companies.
Fang Jin also came to participate in the event, and coincidentally stayed in the same hotel as Ning An.
After the evening's event, the two went to a nearby bar for a drink,
After chatting about work, the topic turned to Song Feizhou without realizing it.
Fang Jin asked Ning An with a smile: "I heard that Chu He's acquisition of EF went smoothly?"
Ning An smiled, but did not deny it.
Fang Jin sighed: "If Chuhe's acquisition of EF can be successful, it will have a great impact on domestic jewelry companies."
"Not necessarily," Ning An said: "The market is so big, each has its own position, and the impact may not be as great as you imagine."
"It's not what I imagined." Fang Jin smiled: "Look at how much they are chasing Song Feizhou today, everyone is planning for a rainy day."
Having said that, he couldn't help but sighed sadly: "An'an, look, if you want to be an influential designer, you still have to enter the international fashion circle first, gain a firm foothold there, and nail your reputation. Name, no matter where you want to return to later, your status will not be affected again."
"What you said makes sense," Ning An smiled: "But in that place, there are more people who can't shine after all. Not everyone has that kind of strength and luck. In that place, these two things are indispensable. "
"You are different. You have Wang Rong and talent." Fang Jin shook his hand: "You are more willing to work hard than ordinary people."
"In the past, I really wanted you to come to my company, but now I don't want to." Fang Jin said again: "Now, I just want to watch you go higher and higher step by step."
Ning An rested his chin, and in the dim light, he looked into Fang Jin's serious eyes.
There are expectations for him, and there are also regrets about not being able to achieve the goal.
He was a little moved, raised his glass and touched him lightly, and nodded with a smile: "Well, I will try my best."
They were out of town, and they didn't dare to drink too much. After chatting, they took a taxi back to the hotel together.
As soon as he entered the room, Feng Yun's video request was sent.
Ning An picked it up and couldn't help laughing: "You really get stuck in time, I just walked in."
The alcohol made his cheeks pink, his eyes moist, and he smiled softly.
Feng Yun looked at him for a while, but was very reluctant to look away.
Ning An was a little tired, so she wanted to take a bath first.
Feng Yun was very reluctant to let him out of his sight, so he suggested that he could take a shower while videotaping.
Ning An pursed her lips and smiled for a long time, and finally rejected him mercilessly.
But he also wanted Feng Yun, so he took a quick battle shower, and while wiping his hair, he came out and called Feng Yun again.
Feng Yun quickly picked it up. For some reason, he who didn't pay much attention to entertainment news suddenly asked Ning An: "Do you know that Tan Wenyu and He Yi went to visit Tian Xiaoci's class today?"
Ning An nodded: "Well, they originally asked me to go with them, but they caught up with the event here, so I couldn't go there."
Hearing what he said, Feng Yun became silent.
Ning An teased him: "So you are following entertainment news all the time?"
Feng Yun looked at him for a moment, and then said: "There is a young man in the team who is a fan of Tan Wenyu's. During the meeting, he was watching their interview video. I took a look."
"I just came back, I haven't had time to watch it yet." Ning An asked while wiping her hair, "Is there anything special about it?"
He always felt that Feng Yun would not bring up the matter of their visit to the class for no reason, maybe there was some deep meaning in it.
So he said, "Can I watch the news first?"
His hair was wet, his eyelashes were wet, and the moisture on his body could be felt through the screen.
The water vapor made him look more delicate and delicious.
One can even imagine how warm and soft his skin has been soaked in hot water.
Feng Yun looked at him for a moment and said, "Well, it's very short, you should read it first."
Ning An then logged into his social account, only to find that the two of them had already been trending.
The most clicked video was a small video, which was a short interview they were surrounded by reporters when they came out of the class.
They were wearing couple outfits with their hands clasped together. Although facing the media, they looked relaxed and natural to each other.
A reporter asked them how they felt about being in love.
He Yi grabbed Tan Wenyu's hand, put the two hands together, and showed the reporter the pair of rings on their ring fingers.
Tan Wenyu smiled at the camera: "It's not that we're in love anymore. We've been together since we were very young. It's the sixth year now. We got married at the beginning of last month."
Their eyes are full of happy smiles, and they don't need to shy away from it or hide it. They tell the whole world frankly and generously that this person is my lover.
They can make out on any occasion openly and express their love.
Ning An knew about Tan Wenyu and He Yi's certificates.
They had agreed to get married after Qin Wenyu released his first song.
They attached great importance to this agreement. He Yi came back in early June, and the two went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to complete the formalities.
It's just that the ceremony hasn't been held yet, and Tan Wenyu wants to save more money, buy a bigger house, and manage it more decently.
Ning An didn't expect that they would disclose it to the outside world so soon. After all, falling in love is one thing, and getting married is another thing.
Especially when Tan Wenyu's career has just started, He Yi is still an idol drama actor.
He looked at the sweet smiles of the two people in the camera, he was a little surprised, but also happy for them, and of course he was slightly worried.
He flipped through the comments, wanting to see the reactions of netizens and fans.
The comments were full of lemons and the tearful expressions of netizens: "Oh my God, I'm in love again."
Ning An didn't realize it himself, the corners of his lips curled up, and his eyes were full of smiles.
He smiled and switched the phone back to the video call interface.
Feng Yun looked at the smile on his face and said, "Ning An, I also want the whole world to know that you belong to me, and only to me."
Then he asked, "Do you want to?"
The author has something to say: Today is really better late, sorry, everyone has been waiting for a long time
This book is actually not too far from the end now, and I will work hard to finish it.
感谢在2019-12-0320:50:34~2019-12-0422:12:08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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: 13 bottles of lotus seed sandwich; 10 bottles of Gray sauce and ah net; 1 bottle of warehouse keeper;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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