The group stage of "Neon Dress" entered the first day of the new clothes on the shelves, and a tour group not recruited by the program group suddenly appeared unexpectedly and bought out all the costumes of Rith's returnees.

Because Song Xing customized the clothing to the smallest size S, and in the weather when the autumn tiger was raging, he launched a design that completely covered the back, and on the first day of the shelves, the sales of the art brigade were at the bottom, and they were far behind by the returnees.

The shops in the entire mall were closed one by one, and Song Xing brewed a cup of osmanthus oolong, facing the glass curtain wall, looking at the aisle outside the store door where half of the lights had been extinguished.

Overhead, the unknown camera is still working.

But no one realizes it.

Song Xing suddenly heard the sound of chaotic footsteps.

Outside the door, there were many people running by, hurrying, all with cameras or video cameras in their hands.

"Where did you go, you saw it just now?"

"Hey, I said that your news is accurate, are you sure it's in Bandung? How did I hear that this is a variety show?"

"That's right, my eyeliner is a security guard, the last time Director Luo and his little wolf dog were photographed here, it was the news he gave me. ”

"Then let's look for it again, this mall is not big, I don't believe that our group of people can't outrun a woman. ”

The group ran away in all directions, and Song Xing watched the scene in front of him as if watching a live broadcast, and his eyes moved to the partition between the two shops of the East Opera Team and the Li Si Team.

The decorative mannequin outside the partition moved, and a figure flashed out of the gap.

Although it was autumn, the woman was wearing an aqua blue wide shirt dress and a baseball cap of the same color, and she was very thin.

No wonder you can hide in such a small gap.

Even though it was night, she wore huge sunglasses to cover half of her face.

What can't be covered by a wide skirt, baseball cap and sunglasses is a woman's smooth skin of wheat color and a beautiful figure.

The action and the station are all beautiful pictures like MVs.

Song Xing looked at the woman slightly, and sighed in his heart, some people are also a flower in the dust!

Get up and walk to the door.

There was another chaotic sound of footsteps at the other end of the aisle, and Song Xing only took a second to open the door of the store, dragged the woman into the store with half his strength, and then pushed into the locker room behind him.

He whispered, "Don't move when you go in." ”

The group had already walked to the door of Song Xing's store.

"Hey clothes seller, did you see a girl passing by?"

A bearded man with a camera raised his voice and asked Song Xing.

Song Xing was tidying up the white dress on the model, not squinting, as if he couldn't hear someone talking to him.

A woman with a video camera next to her glared at the bearded woman:

"Can't you be polite when talking to other little girls?"

Then she smiled and took out a hundred-yuan bill and shook it in front of Song Xing's eyes:

"Little girl, we are reporters from "Entertainment Weekly", we are here to interview, have you just seen a girl, who is as thin as you, passing by here......"

Song Xing turned his head and fixed his eyes on the hundred-dollar bill.

The reporters who saw her face were all shocked, this girl is so good-looking.

The temperament is cold, the eyes are clear, but it is a little familiar......

Song Xing took the banknote in the woman's hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at the bearded man who had just called him "a clothes seller".

"Are you looking for a girl in an aqua blue shirt dress?"

The bearded man nodded repeatedly:

"That's right, it's this girl, we're going to interview her, do you see where she's gone?"

Song Xing put the money in his pocket, stretched out his hand and pointed to the gate:

"Let's look over there. ”

The group looked at the gate and slapped their thighs:

"Why didn't you notice that she was running to the door? ”

The bearded man pulled his legs and wanted to leave, but suddenly turned his head to look at Song Xing:

"Little girl, I see that you are good-looking, are you interested in signing up for an art training class, being an extras or something?

Song Xing took the business card and smiled slightly:

"Acting, can I play a clothes seller? I think I'm kind of like a clothes seller. ”

The bearded man didn't pay attention to the sarcasm in Song Xing's words, because he quickly ran to the gate with his camera.

"Wait for me, hey, she came to the mall to buy such an exclusive cheap dress, don't you wait for me to write it out?"

The group appeared and ran away again, Song Xing sneered at their backs, and turned around to open the curtain of the fitting room.

The woman in sunglasses rushed out, and her momentum was not good:

"What are you doing?"

Song Xing took out the one hundred yuan from his pocket, stuffed it into the Hope Project donation box in the aisle of the mall, and then sat down lightly in front of the material table:

"I saved you, wasn't he chasing you?"

The woman in sunglasses, a little nervously made sure that there was no one else in the aisle, and snorted coldly and pushed the door to leave.

"You're going to buy clothes, right? I have a lot of clothes here, just take a look. ”

The woman didn't mean to choose clothes, but just looked at Song Xing's expression and vaguely felt that she was not easy to mess with. A slightly hoarse voice said:

"I don't buy anything, I just look at it. ”

Song Xing complained in a low voice:

"If you hadn't come to buy clothes, you wouldn't have been photographed by reporters visiting cheap shopping malls in your previous life, and you were chased down and hospitalized with broken bones?"

The woman wondered, "What did you say?"

Her slightly rude tone did not cause Song Xing to be unhappy, and she was still smiling.

"I said, do you need me to do something for you?"

The woman lost her mind slightly, and laughed in a self-deprecating whisper:

"Who else can help me today?"

This brainless sentence still did not arouse Song Xing's doubts or even a little disgust.

She poured a cup of osmanthus tea for the woman, and said with a light smile:

"Not necessarily. ”

The woman walked with a dry mouth, and this cup of osmanthus tea aroused her favor.

At the entrance of the fragrant tea, the woman saw Song Xing slowly walking to the display cabinet.

She smiled and randomly took out a skirt from the bottom of the display case, and the woman in sunglasses was about to take a second sip, but when she saw the dress, she suddenly stopped all movements.

A retro skirt with a plain white skirt, with cotton as the base and a layer of light yarn floating on it.

The huge lace like a cloud, layered from the waistline of the skirt, is so extravagant and beautiful.

The woman in the sunglasses couldn't help but adjust the sunglasses down, and looked at the skirt carefully, Song Xing saw the woman's bright eyes full of aura from the gap exposed by the sunglasses, and the memories in the concentric were matched.

"You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

The woman wearing sunglasses had already seen the cut and routing of the skirt clearly at this time. This is not a mediocre item on the assembly line, but a hand-sewn haute couture.

Song Xing put his clothes here, turned around and sat on the silver counter.

The door rang again, and a young girl with a childish face and wearing suspenders also entered the store, and shouted out the moment she saw the woman in sunglasses as soon as she entered the door.

"Sister, you're here, we can't wear the clothes here, it's too cheap, they will definitely scribble when they wear it. ”