Six-seven-three: emeralds and organic skirts
Guan Rui's heart sank, and she also helped Sui Kiss to grab the role. On the one hand, it is to please Sui Chun, and on the other hand, it is also to cultivate Sui Kiss to suppress her, after all, Bai Siyu once played her own girlhood, and now the little flowers are gradually blooming, and she makes her own analogies at every turn in the draft, if it is not trimmed, Bai Siyu is likely to take over her own resources.
But no matter how vivid Bai Siyu's expression was, few of the reporter's cameras turned to her.
Guan Rui secretly calculated in her heart that among the female stars who did not walk on the red carpet, there were probably only Lu Man, Ye Jiu, and an even more unknown Song Xing. Could it be that Ye Jiu made efforts in advance and walked on the red carpet with these two female stars?
She couldn't help but take a few steps forward, but saw the reporter's camera slowly move from the other end of the bridge to the bridge, followed by a beautiful and refined figure gradually appeared in her field of vision.
When the girl walked on the Jinshui Bridge, the wind began to chill, and there was a white light cloak-like silk fabric floating on her body, and the makeup on her face was plain but white and glowing, Guan Rui watched the reporter's camera follow the girl's steps and move the bottom of the bridge to the middle of the bridge little by little, and the girl's figure was completely revealed in Guan Rui's sight
Her milk-poured arms were exposed in the moonlight, and the fluttering cloak covered her entire body, but even if she could see what she was wearing, Guan Rui didn't think it would look better than his eyes. There are thousands of stars rushing in her pupils, and her cold temperament is like an arrow from a string far in front of her, although the two of them are one hundred and eighty meters away, but Guan Rui still feels that the girl's gaze is right on her own.
Suddenly, he saw the girl smile, and that smile was like water mixed with the red of the crane's top, frozen into an ice pick, and pierced at him with her head and face.
Guan Rui suddenly heard Chen Yonghao beside him say something:
"Lao Zhang, who is this girl?"
"Yo, you don't know him, too, you worked at home last year to create, and the filming was all international productions, and you definitely don't pay attention to some variety show newcomers and so-called traffic artists who are emerging in the TV circle now. This girl is last year's Egret Award winner Song Xing, who first became popular through variety shows, and later played Zeng Fei's old guy's female N, but she didn't expect to counterattack all the way and climbed to the first place on the Afra list. ”
Chen Yonghao nodded:
"So you guys are poaching it so that you can attract young people to watch your drama?"
"What are you talking about, old guy? We have Cheng Tian and Ye Jiu in this drama this year, and we don't need to add more traffic artists at all, but Wang Zhongwei tried his best to disagree with the public, saying that he wanted this girl to play the female No. 2, and said that only she could play the bad spirit of the female villain. It's strange to say, this girl hasn't been in the group for a week, and even Du Duo said that he would add a play to him, and the whole crew stopped work and waited for the big drunkard to go back and change the script......"
Guan Rui still wanted to listen, but when Song Xing's whole person was revealed in her sight, her eyes were firmly fixed on the long legs: "How do I remember that this girl doesn't look like this?"
Sui Lisi snorted coldly:
"I should have gone to plastic surgery after filming Xiaoyaoji, and now the silhouette looks a little similar to that time, but it is more charming, but her eyes are higher than people, and the appearance of walking with the wind has not changed from before. “
On the Jinshui Bridge, Song Xing slowly stood still, her cloak fluttering in the wind, but she never revealed what clothes she was wearing.
The reporter began to shout at him:
"Miss Song won't just wear a cloak today, will she?"
"Miss Song, where is your Gao Ding?"
Song Xing smiled slightly, and looked at Guan Rui again with ulterior motives, and Guan Rui felt a thrill all over his body, feeling that his entire pores were open, and a cold wind was filled.
Her gaze slowly shifted to the large screen inside the glass door of the ballroom.
I saw Song Xing take out a hairband from the cloak with the same mountain and emerald inlay, she stared at Guan Rui's eyes like this, and slowly tied the hairband on her head.
The headband is covered with emeralds, the size of a thumb, and next to it is a ring of jewels of unknown material that shines brightly, and whenever there is a flash of light, the headband blooms with dazzling light.
Guan Rui's heart sank, she touched the emerald necklace around her neck, and found that no matter the size or transparency, it was completely different from what Song Xing was wearing.
I have seen all kinds of jewels, when Sui Lisi muttered:
"This is Che at the South France Jewelry Show more than 100 years ago, when an emerald called the Senna Enchantress was exhibited...... But how could such an expensive piece of jewelry that could almost become a museum treasure appear on Song Xing? Isn't he just a Yanzhou Hutong girl?"
Guan Rui didn't have time to think about what the people around him were saying, because he watched the send-off on the bridge slowly untie the cloak, and she saw the silk cloak fall off her body little by little, and the photographer began to shout:
"I said he was wearing this dress, don't you believe it?"
"The wind blew the cloak just now, I thought I was mistaken?"
"This is a famous scene that has not been seen in a hundred years!"
Sui Lisi was shocked at the moment, she looked at Guan Rui as a short skirt:
"How could it be...... Did you collide with her?"
Guan Rui also muttered:
"No way, I changed the color again. “
The short skirt on Song Xing's body is also aqua blue, which is exactly the same as the skirt on Guan Rui's body, and the plexiglass is poured into the shape of an evening dress, covering the short skirt, and there are traces of waves at every junction. Even the traces of the waves are exactly the same as those on Guan Rui's body. It seemed to be like a wave crashing on a beauty, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed color and solidified into a long skirt on her.
And Song Xing's head is an emerald hairband, which makes the blue and green bright colors form a harmonious picture with the mirror lake landscape behind him, but it is much more advanced than the necklace on Guan Rui's body.