41. The artist is bold

This time, it would be good for Zhou Huai to say nothing, although he felt that it was not very appropriate to spend so much money just to be in the limelight at Fashion Week, but after all, it was the company's decision, and he had no way to put his beak. Besides, the money has been spent, and you can't get it back.

But he still felt a little incredible, and asked suspiciously: "Sister Shen, why does the company spend so much money for an invitation?" ”

"Didn't I say it, this is called upfront investment, for the long-term development of artists. The company's own company's planning! ”

The problem is that the money can't be returned, not to mention anything else, as far as the money and public relations expenses invested by the company for him after he signed the company, his salary is far from enough. In addition, the most profitable platform, Shen Jia, who walked the hole, almost didn't pick him up on the grounds of losing his qualifications, and in terms of his income, he couldn't make ends meet.

"But ......"

"Oh, don't think about it so much, get ready and have a good time there...... That one...... Work hard, you don't have to worry about other things, there is a company! Shen Jia thought for a while, and said: "By the way, I won't give you notices during this time, except for normal filming, you have a good rest and rest, and you have to fall jet lag when it comes to Fashion Week." ”

So, when other people's artists were desperately dieting for the sake of being photogenic and good looking at Fashion Week, Zhou Huai was packed by Shen Jia and sent to the plane to Fashion Week after eating, sleeping, sleeping and eating to gain a few pounds.

Xiao Tang sat on the plane and trembled with excitement, and his mouth couldn't stop thinking: "Oh my God! I'm going to Fashion Week! It's time to go to Fashion Week! I'm about to reach the pinnacle of my life, and I'm really a little excited! ”

She saw that she was so excited, but Zhou Huai on the side looked calm, and couldn't help but pull Zhou Huai's cuffs and ask: "Brother Zhou, I'm going to Fashion Week soon, aren't you excited at all?" At the very least, you have to be nervous! ”

Zhou Huai couldn't help laughing: "At this time, you shouldn't have advised me not to be nervous, why did you remind me that I was nervous?" ”

"Hehe," Xiao Tang smiled awkwardly, "Aren't I too excited." ”

Zhou Huai also smiled, but just to watch a show and take a few sets of photos, he really didn't feel too much. To be honest, it's better to be comfortable filming on the set.

Sometimes he also thinks that maybe he was not born to be a star.

Zhou Huai really didn't pay much attention to this fashion week, if it wasn't for the company's permission, he would even go to the airport and prepare to wear his down jacket. You must know that many artists are already fully armed when they board the plane, and some artists even set one set before boarding the plane and one set after boarding, which makes people reverie the picture of them changing equipment on the plane.

When he arrived at the hotel, Zhou Huai immediately took a shower and changed his clothes to make up for his sleep - his sleep quality has not been good, even if it is a very slight noise and light, he can't sleep at all in the few hours on the plane.

When he woke up from sleep, it was already evening, and he went to the next door to hang around and found that Xiao Tang was not there, probably taking advantage of his sleep to go out to play.

Zhou Huai didn't care, he swayed back to his room, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank it while browsing the mobile phone messages.

He had just replied to a few text messages from Zhang Ming and Huo Yan when there was a knock on the door, and Xiao Tang walked in.

"Brother Zhou, I bought you the most famous snacks in the neighborhood according to the strategy on the Internet, come and try it!"

Zhou Huai immediately came to his senses when he heard that there was food, he didn't eat much on the plane, and when he arrived at the hotel, he fell asleep directly, and he was already very hungry at this time.

"How's it going?" Xiao Tang had an expression of invitation.

"Not bad."

"yes, yes! I did a detailed guide online a week in advance! That's right," Xiao Tang was originally smiling triumphantly, but suddenly restrained the smile on his face: "I just went out and heard a news." ”

"What's the news?" Zhou Huai asked casually.

"Lin Qingquan is also here."

"Hmm."

Zhou Huai answered, but he didn't take it to heart. But I heard Xiao Tang continue: "And it was invited by the XXXX brand." ”

At this time, Zhou Huai's expression paused slightly: "Really?" ”

"It's true! XXXX's brand invite! The press release he released himself, and now a large number of reporters are waiting outside to take it! Xiao Tang looked incredulous: "Brother Zhou, how can you say this is possible?" How could he, an eighteenth-line XXXX who had never even appeared on the cover of a fashion magazine, give him an invitation? ”

Hearing this, Zhou Huai couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips and smile: "What's this, haven't I never been on the eighteenth line of the cover of the magazine, haven't I also received an invitation." ”

"How is that the same! How can we say that it is also a real red, and there are masterpieces, what does Lin Qingquan have! Besides, I heard that since he broke up with Xue Mingzong, his resources have not been as good as before, and he thought that he had a backer and didn't know how to converge, and he didn't offend people less, but now he has no resources, no background, and the brokerage company doesn't care much about him, what does he use to fight for this invitation? ”

Xiao Tang paused, seemed to think for a while, and then hesitated to ask, "Could it be ...... Xue Mingzong's breakup fee? ”

*******

Ling Wen, the agent who was locked up outside Lin Qingquan's bedroom, was also thinking about this problem, a week ago Lin Qingquan found her and said that he got the invitation letter of XXXX, but because he needed to take care of his own accommodation, he hoped that the company could help him pay for round-trip air tickets, accommodation and other expenses, which immediately shocked her.

Originally, Lin Qingquan was a tricky eighteenth-line, although that face was good-looking - but mixed in the circle, whose face could be worse? In the end, it's not about whether there is a wrist or not. But he really has some means, I don't know what kind of relationship he won a middle-level of the company, helped him sign a contract, and then quickly climbed the big tree of Xue Mingzong, and obviously this big tree was very lucky to him and gave him a lot of resources.

Originally, when he thought that Lin Qingquan would go down in the circle like this, he was somehow tired of being distorted by Xue Mingzong in just over a week. The entertainment industry is a bit of a low and high, Lin Qingquan climbed too high before, and he didn't know how to converge, he almost didn't hand over anyone, the most terrible thing was that he offended Gu Pei, and at this time he was dumped by Xue Mingzong, and how many people were watching him laugh openly and secretly.

He fell out of favor, although Gu Pei had no intention of blocking him, but the company would never support him anymore. The company's resources are so many, there are a handful of people with looks and backgrounds, since he has no face for Xue Mingzong, he usually doesn't know how to be a person, and he has no popularity in the audience, who would pay attention to him Lin Qingquan, an eighteenth-line?

It's good if you don't hide it.

Just when the company had been stocking him for a while, and Ling Wen was about to forget about the person under him, Lin Qingquan suddenly found him and said that he had received an invitation from XXXX.

Ling Wen almost dropped his jaw in shock.

Even if a very popular student in the company wants to get an invitation from this brand, can he hold an eighteenth-line who is nothing?

Ling Wen's first reaction was disbelief, but after thinking about it, he thought of Xue Mingzong. After all, Lin Qingquan is also a person who has been with Xue Mingzong for a period of time, and Xue Mingzong has always been generous to the person next to him, could it be that this quota was given by Xue Mingzong?

It makes sense.

No matter how you get this invitation, the brand invitation of XXXX is a big long face when you say it. So Ling Wen hesitated for a while, but still found a way to apply for a round-trip fee for Lin Qingquan.

Retracting his chaotic thoughts, Ling Wen looked down at the time and frowned impatiently.

"It's less than two hours to start, what the hell is Qingquan doing?"

"Ringo...... Ringo said he was trying on clothes, and he said, going straight over in a while. ”

There were several other artists who came to Fashion Week with the company this time, Ling Wen looked down at the time again, and said to Lin Qingquan's assistant: "Remember to remind him of the time, don't be late." I have other things to do here, and I have something to call us. ”

"Oh good! Good! ”

Ling Wen turned his head to look at the closed bedroom door again, then picked up his handbag and turned around and walked out.

After Ling Wen left, the assistant walked to the door of the bedroom in small steps and knocked lightly: "Brother Lin." ”

A few seconds later, the door of the room opened, Lin Qingquan was neatly dressed and standing at the door of the bedroom, he glanced outward, and asked, "She's gone?" ”

"Yes......"

"Come in."

The assistant followed Lin Qingquan into the room, the room was a little messy, the suitcase was thrown open on the carpet, and the clothes were piled up on the bed one by one.

"Brother Lin, the show is about to start in a while...... We ......"

"Have you called the reporter?" Lin Qingquan sat on the sofa with a comfortable posture, looking down and flipping through the mobile phone emails, without even raising his eyelids.

"I've beaten them all, and I'll come over after a while."

Lin Qingquan nodded.

"The reporters came over at that moment, what should we do......"

At this time, Lin Qingquan took the time to raise his head and glance at her: "Don't do anything, just lock the door." ”

"That'...... That ......"

"Don't worry about the rest," Lin Qingquan took his gaze back: "Let's get out." ”

Lin Qingquan's assistant stood at the door of the room, his heart pounding, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping down.

There were dozens of reporters outside the door, all of whom came to interview Lin Qingquan, and only she, Lin Qingquan's personal assistant, knew that Lin Qingquan didn't have any XXXX invitation at all!

That's right, the so-called invitation to XXXX is simply Lin Qingquan's nonsense!

At the charity dinner that day, Lin Qingquan thought that he was favored and deliberately went to embarrass Gu Pei, but he didn't expect that he didn't find out Xue Mingzong's mind and went against the dragon scales, and he was dumped that night. Without exception, the people in the circle did not see the wind and steer, and when they saw that he was abandoned by the gold owner, they immediately showed him their faces, and even the several books they had negotiated before were withdrawn under the pretext of excuses.

Seeing that the company wanted to hide itself, Lin Qingquan simply didn't do anything, lying that he had received an invitation to XXXX's fashion week. He had calculated his previous relationship with Xue Mingzong, and Ling Wen would definitely believe it. Sure enough, Ling Wen only hesitated for a moment before agreeing to his request.

After the fashion week, Lin Qingquan instructed him to call various media to release the news that he was going to attend the XXXX show, although she didn't know what kind of medicine Lin Qingquan bought in the gourd, she could only do as he was told.

Now there is less than an hour before the show starts, and Lin Qingquan is still sitting firmly in the room! According to the road congestion of Fashion Week, it takes at least 50 minutes to get from the hotel to the launch site.

The assistant looked out, her heart was on fire, she ran into Lin Qingquan's room with small steps, and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Lin, the reporter has been waiting outside for more than an hour, what should we do now?" ”

Lin Qingquan had already changed his clothes at this time, his hair was meticulously combed, and he was looking down to play with his mobile phone, when he heard the assistant's words, he raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Let them wait." ”

"But ......" When the assistant wanted to say something more, Lin Qingquan had already taken his gaze back again.

Lin Qingquan was indeed as he said, and waited until it was only more than forty minutes before the opening of the press conference before he came out of the room in a hurry, and his face had changed to an anxious expression at the moment when he ordered the assistant to open the door. He said hello to the crowd of reporters crowded with doormen, and hurried out accompanied by his assistant.

There was no accident along the way, there was a traffic jam, and by the time we arrived at the door of the show, the press conference had already started for a long time.

The assistant finally saw how good Lin Qingquan's psychological qualities were, he first said in front of the reporters around him that although he set off according to the expected time, the traffic jam on the road was really unpredictable, and then regretfully expressed how sorry he was that he could not enter the show because he was late, and finally told the reporters that he was interviewed, and arranged for the accompanying photographer to shoot street photos at the door of the show.

At this time, most of the media have suddenly realized Lin Qingquan's methods, and there are many stars who have come to the show before, but this is the first blatant one, which is really breathtaking.

At the same time, Zhou Huai, who was still resting in the hotel, also got the news from his assistant Xiao Tang that Lin Qingquan was walking the catwalk in the show. Xiao Tang obviously had an expression of disbelief, and his facial expression stiffened for a long time before he spit out a few words: "It's really ...... The artist is bold! ”

On the other side, Zhou Nianzi, who hadn't seen his brother for more than a month, called Zhou Huai several times but reminded that the other party was not in the service area.

Soon Bo Jinxi's light but gentle voice sounded: "Nianzi? ”

"Brother Jinxi......" Zhou Nianzi paused.

The last time he went to the playground, Bo Jinxi told him that next time if he wanted Zhou Huai to find him, he would call him and he would take him. But now that the phone was dialed, he didn't know how to speak. After all, he had heard others say that Bo Jinxi was very busy with work, wouldn't it be good for him to bother him so rashly?

"Nianzi, what's wrong?" Bo Jinxi's voice sounded patient.

"I, I haven't seen my brother for a long time, I," Zhou Nianzi hesitated, but still mustered up the courage to speak: "I want to see my brother, Brother Jinxi, you said last time that if you want to see your brother, I will go to you......"

"Where are you?" Bo Jinxi's voice sounded pleasant: "I'll go over and pick you up." ”

Half an hour later, Zhou Nianzi and Bo Jinxi sat in the cold drink shop together and ate cold drinks.

"Where did my brother go? I couldn't get through to him when I called him. ”

"Your brother has gone abroad."

"Abroad?" Zhou Nianzi's eyes widened: "Do you want to study abroad?" ”

Because Zhou Huai has always instilled in him the idea of studying hard and sending him to study abroad in the future, and he has already completed his passport and visa, so when it comes to going abroad, Zhou Nianzi's first reaction is to study.

"Your brother went abroad to work."

"Oh," Zhou Nianzi's expression was obviously a little frustrated: "Then it will take a long time to come back, right?" ”

"It won't take long, maybe five or six days."

"Five or six days, that's a long time." Zhou Nianzi pursed his lips.

Bo Jinxi was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to see your brother?" ”

Zhou Nianzi was stunned: "Now? ”

"Yes, now."

"Really?" Zhou Nianzi was like a ball full of gas, and the whole person was immediately full of energy: "Is it really possible?" ”

"But......" he scratched his head: "But Brother Jinxi, don't you have to work?" ”

"It's okay, didn't you say you miss him," Bo Jinxi's pale lips curled: "It just so happens that I miss him a little too." ”