With such a sad topic, Song Lan didn't want to stick to it anymore, so she naturally went to pick out clothes obediently. www.biquge.info Lin An tilted his head, propped his chin, and looked at the crowd coming and going outside the glass door of the store.

It's always haunted her. It's not Zhong Yuxin who said that she is a hacker, because there is no evidence at all for these things, and when L was in the limelight on the Internet, the real Lin Anan may be lawless with a group of little sisters, what Zhong Yuxin said can't stand scrutiny at all.

However, Ms. Chen of Qiyue, her slander is really lethal to Lin An.

Who Lin An'an used to be, Lin An knows. It is impossible for Lin An'an to suddenly become a jewelry designer. Lin An didn't know about other people, but himself, Lin An still knew it. If he hadn't had such an understanding in this area since he was a child, and he had been putting his mind on this, Lin Anguang would not have been able to achieve his current achievements in a short period of time on his own.

Plagiarism became the only explanation.

However, is this really plagiarism? Of course not. Lin An knew in his heart that it was impossible to plagiarize his design. If you don't have the ability to make it yourself, even if someone can successfully design a jewelry with their own characteristics, it will not be possible to make it.

However, how to explain these things yourself.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Lin An became. If one day, you are faced with such a question, how should you answer it? The truth must not be said, Lin An knows that if he really says it, he may still be a jewelry designer one second, and the next second, he will report to a mental hospital.

"Sister An? Sister An? Lin An came back to his senses and saw Song Lan standing in front of him.

"Sister An, what's wrong with you?" Song Lan asked puzzled.

"I'm gone." Lin An replied. "Have you bought your clothes?"

"Look!" Song Lan raised her right hand, and there were three or four packaging bags hanging on it: "This store has a lot of things, do you want to buy a few too?" ”

Lin An didn't have many clothes. During the time that Song Lan lived in Lin An's house, Lin An tossed and turned, and always wore a few pieces. There is no domineering attitude of wearing one piece and throwing one thing away as rumored, and Song Lan began to wonder if the Lin An she knew was the Lin Anan that her family said.

"I've got enough clothes to wear." Although Song Lan always wears so many clothes in her eyes, Lin An feels that there are still a lot of clothes at home. Lin An, who has been particularly economical since he was a child, would never have thought of buying new clothes when the original clothes were not broken.

"Your clothes and styles are all from last year!" Song Lan couldn't understand how Lin An became a designer at all! Moreover, she is also Lou Yuan's friend!

How could Lou Yuan endure that his friends were dressed so OUT!

Lin Ancai doesn't care what others think, can he wear his clothes?

Lin An looked at the time, it was almost lunch time, and when he saw that Song Lan had already bought something, the two of them simply finished eating outside.

"Sister An." Song Lan saw that Lin An was leaving, and hurriedly took Lin An's hand: "We were all stopped outside the community just now, are you sure you can go back like this and enter the community safely?" ”

Lin An frowned and looked at the glass door of the store. Lin An's appearance was reflected on it, the red coat tightly wrapped Lin An's body, and the white sweater inside, because there was no scarf to cover it, was already exposed. Unlike when he went out, the gray scarf wrapped most of Lin An's face, and now Lin An, although he is still a slag of soil, his bright face has been completely exposed.

"Why don't you buy one too?" Lin An opened his mouth a little tangled.

"Of course." Song Lan replied happily. It seems that Tong Lin'an is happier than buying clothes herself, and I don't know how her sense of accomplishment appears.

Since he decided to buy clothes, Lin An is not hypocritical. To some extent, Lin An has some personalities that are very similar to men. For example, when shopping for things, Lin An is as crisp as a man.

Lin An buys clothes, not by trying them on, but by feeling. As a designer, Lin An's feeling is more accurate than his own vision. A piece of clothing, if Lin An feels good, even if he doesn't try it on, Lin An knows that the clothes are not suitable for him.

To a certain extent, Lin An's feelings saved her from her homely dressing style.

Song Lan looked at Lin An dumbfounded, directly selected a piece of clothing in the hanger, and then quickly paid for the packaging, from the decision to buy the clothes to the arrival of the clothes, the time in between was definitely no more than three minutes.

How? Questions? Lin An was carrying his new clothes, and when he saw that Song Lan's mouth couldn't close, he was entangled. She was the one who said that she bought the clothes, and now that the clothes are bought, she is the one who can't close her mouth.

"There's something wrong with this outfit?" Lin An finally couldn't help but ask.

"No problem." Song Lan didn't know how to answer Lin An. She had never seen other women in the same state as Lin An when she bought clothes.

"Shall we put it on now?" Lin An held the shopping bag. The reason for buying this dress, Lin An has not forgotten. And now that things are pretty much done, there's no need to keep hanging out there.

Song Lan looked at the clothes in her shopping bag, as if they hadn't been washed yet. The little girl with a slight cleanliness habit didn't want to wear it at all.

"Sister An, I think we can go back separately." In order not to wear clothes that had not been washed, Song Lan struggled for a long time, and finally thought of a good way.

Lin An thought for a while and nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, when they came out, two people were caught, and when they went back, if it was two people, the goal would definitely be more obvious.

"Okay." Lin An didn't think too much about it. This girl is her assistant, not her daughter, and she doesn't care where she goes. Lin An is happy to have a little alone time.

After separating from Song Lan, Lin An went directly to the café he frequented, ordered a cake, and looked out the window while eating. Lin An has not gone out for a long time, although this kind of life, Lin An has lived for more than thirty years. But some people say that twenty-one days can form a new habit, and Lin An has developed the habit of going out for a run in a year.

I didn't go out for a week, and I felt uncomfortable all over.

"May I sit next to you?" Lin An looked up, and it was a cute little girl who spoke.

"Absolutely." Lin An moved his things to his side, freeing up space for a dinner plate. Lin An sat by the window, the table was not big, and there were two chairs facing each other.

Lin An packed up her things, and the little girl sat directly opposite Lin An. Lin An glanced at it, and the things on the little girl's plate were the same as those ordered by Lin An, which were simple and delicious. The little girl was apparently also a regular at the café.

"You're Lin An." When Lin An put her eyes back on the window, the little girl suddenly spoke.

"You know me?" Lin An had already changed his clothes, wearing an off-white sweater, looking like two people from before.

"Well, I don't know each other." The little girl was a little embarrassed. "I'm a reporter for Fashion Weekly."

Rumble! Lin An's whole person is not good, he just bought clothes to avoid reporters, but now he is okay, and he is sent under the nose of reporters.

"Don't worry." Seeing Lin Ancha's paleness, the little girl also understood what the other party was thinking: "I write reports and shoot fashion weekly. Not a paparazzi, you don't have to be afraid. ”

The more famous people are, the more afraid they are of the paparazzi. When I was engaged in this job, I thought I was a paparazzi, but later I found out that there was still a difference between myself and the paparazzi.

"I'm sorry." Lin An took a sip of coffee and calmed down before explaining: "When I just came out of the house, I was blocked, and now when I hear the reporter, I overreact a little. ”

"An-la! I've encountered too many of these kinds of things. The little girl cut a piece of the cake in front of her and stuffed it into her mouth: "What I want to interview this time is Lou Yuan." That's a great designer! ”

Lin An tilted his head and looked at the little girl who was eating fragrantly: "If you interview Lou Yuan, shouldn't you go to Mengyuan Studio?" What are you here to interview? "Lou Yuan is a workaholic, this is the news that Lin An got from Lu Kai.

"Really?" The little girl raised her head and looked at Lin An with embarrassed eyes: "Miss Lin, it is rumored on the Internet that you and Mr. Lou are very good friends, how well do you know him?" ”

Lin An was stunned, didn't he say that it was Lou Yuan who was interviewed, why did he suddenly start asking me? Looking at the little girl who had escaped from the small book on the other side, Lin An suddenly felt that his life still had to be experienced.

"He and I are just ordinary friends." Lin Anqiang cheered up and said to the little girl in front of him: "I haven't known him for a long time, and I haven't had much to do with him. ”

Lin An is telling the truth, from the first time he and Lou Yuan met to the present, it has not been more than half a year, how can he know anything about him.

"Can I interview you, then?" Seeing that Lin An couldn't say anything about Lou Yuan, the little girl suddenly changed the topic: "Now there are a lot of rumors on the Internet, which are very unfavorable to you, what do you think?" I believe that Miss Lin also hopes to tell you her actual situation through some media, so as not to misunderstand you. ”

Girl, you are so dedicated, does your editor-in-chief know?

Lin An's face was full of lasagna tears. It's not good to walk by yourself, and it's not good to go, and if you go, this reporter will start to write about how powerless he is, and he can't explain it. If you don't leave, do you want to talk to this reporter for a long time? Lin An is not so idle!

"I don't have anything worth talking about." Lin An's face was sincere.

The reporter didn't believe it, if Lin An didn't have anything to say, then what could the entertainment industry come up with recently?