Chapter 86 Zhixi's Idol

  Yan Qi was wearing a white haute couture suit, his hair was fixed back with hairspray, and there was a small pinnacle between his foreheads.

  The very gentle appearance gives people a feeling of spring breeze at first glance, but when he smiles, he is a little romantic.

  As soon as he came out, he was surrounded by a group of people, exchanging greetings and toasting.

  Even Yang Qing, who has a reputation for gold medals in the entertainment industry, has to wait.

   Zhou Kening was even more so.

  So Tang Zhixi and Mo Changhuan stood together.

  Mo Changhuan herself is also beautiful, with a good temperament. But after standing with Tang Zhixi, they were all compared in appearance and temperament.

   Even a little rustic.

   "Why are you here? Do you think that Yan Qi will take a fancy to you with your reputation? It's for nothing." Mo Changhuan whispered.

   "You are not afraid of coming in vain, what am I afraid of?" Tang Zhixi kept looking ahead, without even looking at her.

   "I have nothing to be afraid of. I have works and fame." Mo Changhuan said, "What do you have? You have nothing."

   "I will in the future. And you may not."

  Song Anrou followed closely behind Yang Qing, as if she was ready to show herself next to Yan Qi at any time. Seeing that Mo Changhuan was not following him, he turned his head and took a look.

  I saw Mo Changhuan and Tang Zhixi talking in a low voice.

  She glanced at it with contempt and disgust, then looked away.

"Does the entertainment circle belong to your family? If you say so, there will be. In the end, this circle only looks at traffic. Do you think someone will like you? What a joke." Mo Changhuan sneered, "With your current fame, even if If you get closer, Yan Qi won't even look at you more."

   "Well, he will definitely look at you more."

   "As long as you know." Mo Changhuan raised his chin after finishing speaking.

  But I heard Tang Zhixi say again: "After all, fools will be looked at more often wherever they go."

"you!"

   "Don't worry." Tang Zhixi still didn't look at her, "Even if you want to be a spokesperson, it won't be me, and it will definitely not be you. After all, he is not blind."

  Mo Changhuan was about to refute again when he was suddenly pulled away by Yang Qing.

  Zhou Kening also suddenly grabbed Tang Zhixi and walked over there, but he was still a step behind Yang Qing.

  Being seized by Yang Qing, Zhou Kening and Tang Zhixi could only stand by and wait.

  Yang Qing's title of Gold Medal Manager is not for nothing, he came up to exchange pleasantries and praised Yan Qi to the height of a god. Afterwards, they were clever and naturally introduced Song Anrou and Mo Changhuan.

  Today, Song Anrou's Mo Changhuan's jewelry is all eye-catching.

  The vision is good, the choice is very suitable, and the word "finishing" is fully displayed on them.

  Yan Qi also praised him a lot.

"I told you to wear the pair of earrings that are the finishing touch, but you don't wear them." Zhou Kening glanced at her hair, "Just put such a small accessory on the back of her hair, it's still in the back, it can't be seen from the front. "

   "Those earrings are ugly."

   "You actually said that the eye-catching thing is ugly."

   "The things that add the finishing touch are not necessarily good-looking." Tang Zhixi said truthfully, "Everyone's aesthetics are different."

   "Hold down." Zhou Kening wanted to cover her mouth.

  However, I don't know if Zhou Kening has been standing by the side for a long time, or if the two of them are talking a little too loudly, Yan Qi glanced at them while talking with Yang Qing and the others.

   Just glanced at it in a very ordinary way, and then looked away again.

   But two seconds later, the warm smile on the corner of his mouth froze suddenly, his eyes were stained with surprise, and he slowly turned his head and looked over again.

   Then, he looked at Tang Zhixi's face and stopped still.

  That gentle face is extremely wonderful, and I don't know if I saw the God of Wealth or the living Hades.

  Yang Qing stopped halfway through speaking, followed him to look over, and the smile on his face suddenly became ferocious.

  Song Anrou also pinched her palm immediately.

  Seeing this, Zhou Kening immediately greeted him: "Mr. Yan, hello. I have long admired Mr. Yan. I am Zhou Kening, the manager of Fengshang Entertainment. This is my artist, Tang Zhixi."

  Tang Zhixi looked at Yan Qi with no expression on her face.

   "Ah, it's Miss Tang." Yan Qi stretched out his hand while smiling.

  He just chatted politely with Yang Qing and Song Anrou just now, and didn't intend to shake hands with them at all.

   Tang Zhixi glanced at his hand, but did not move.

   "Zhixi." Zhou Kening tugged on her skirt and reminded her in a low voice.

  Yan Qi didn't take back his hand, and even raised his eyebrows and smiled at her.

  People around were watching, so Tang Zhixi reached out to shake him, and then squeezed him hard.

  Yan Qi silently took a deep breath in pain, his eyes widened a little, and he tried not to make a sound.

   "It's the first time for Zhixi to participate in such an event. It's inevitable that I'm a little nervous." Zhou Kening smoothed things over, "Besides, you are Zhixi's idol. When she saw her idol, she was so surprised that she couldn't react."

   Tang Zhixi: "."

   "Am I still Ms. Tang's idol?" Yan Qi obviously held back his laughter.

   "Of course." Zhou Kening said, "Zhixi kept talking about your work on the way here, and I was going to wear earrings designed by you tonight, so I was in a hurry and forgot."

  Yan Qi watched Tang Zhixi's gradually speechless expression, and the smile on his face gradually rampant: "Really? I don't know which of my works Ms. Tang likes more? I want to hear Ms. Tang's opinion on my works."

   "This..." Zhou Kening choked, and glanced at Tang Zhixi. It's over, too much talk.

  Yang Qing and Song Anrou both raised the corners of their mouths, with sneer hidden in their eyes. Let her say what she can say. A country bumpkin, do you know what the finishing touch is?

   Just wait to make a fool of yourself.

"Fifty-six hairpins." Tang Zhixi looked at Yan Qi under the gaze of everyone, and said, "There are so many designs by Mr. Yan, my favorite is the fifty-six hairpins, which are designed with the characteristics of each ethnic group." Each hairpin has its own characteristics, but the fifty-six hairpins are cohesive together."

  Zhou Kening turned his head to look at Tang Zhixi, his excited expression seemed to say, you actually did your homework behind my back.

  The foolish smile on Yan Qi's face suddenly became serious.

   Even a little uncomfortable.

  Maybe Tang Zhixi hurt him too much, and he was really not used to praising him so seriously.

   "But other works." Tang Zhixi looked at him lightly and said, "I think Mr. Yan should work harder. The design can't keep up with the concept."

   Sure enough, he was moved only temporarily.

  The corner of Zhou Kening's mouth twitched, and he immediately grabbed her wrist and pulled it behind him: "Mr. Yan, don't take offense at her being outspoken."

   "Mr. Yan, do you want to listen? I still have a lot of opinions to raise." Tang Zhixi also deliberately emphasized the word "opinion".

  Yan Qi's heart skipped a beat, it's over, he couldn't control it well, he was in a hurry.

   Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Keying thought Yan Qi was angry, and was about to speak. Mo Changhuan's voice sounded first: "President Yan, don't argue with her."

As she spoke, she twisted her waist and walked to Yan Qi's side: "Mr. Yan, you probably don't know. This Miss Tang grew up in Hanqing Village. She has never read any books since she was a child, and she can't read big characters." A few, have never seen the world. Her vision is vulgar, so naturally she can't appreciate your high-end designs."

  (end of this chapter)