Chapter 413: Two Goods (Part II)

The show was divided into seven sections on either side of the runway, each marked with eye-catching English letters, and the girls of Girls' Generation formed a row to discuss the content of their own interviews.

is still according to the grouping edited by Li Cailin at the beginning, and the nine members of Girls' Generation are divided into two groups, one group is all black charm, and the other group is white and pure.

Kim Hyo-yeon from the black-clad group was the first to speak: "Because there is a catwalk, it is very spacious and bright, if you want to do a special interview, you can measure the length of the model's legs." ”

Cui Xiuying nodded and said, "I'm really curious about the length of my legs." ”

Zhao Yuanxi, who was sitting next to Jessica, secretly said to himself: Because you are Cui Longleg.

Tiffany put her chin on her cheeky hands, shook her head, and said, "Why don't you ask what kind of ideal type is?" ”

"Alright, alright." Cui Xiuying, who was beside her, pushed Tiffany away with a look of disgust.

Kim Taeyeon of the white-clothed group said with a smile, "When you are in a hurry, you can't do leg hair removal ......" Before she finished speaking, she was pushed away by Sunny next to her.

Kim Taeyeon herself couldn't laugh well, "hehehehehe" laughed for a while, and continued: "This kind of thing should be done often by models." ”

Jessica interjected with interest, "If it doesn't work, use the laser method." ”

Kim Taeyeon turned her head and asked, "How did you go deep into the realm of the hospital?" ”

Jessica laughed as she held her open notebook in both hands.

Everyone laughed for a while, and then Zhao Yuanxi spoke: "Can't you think of something normal?" This joke is also too strange, especially Kim Taeyeon. I'm curious about how you came up with hair removal, is it more experienced that you often do it yourself? "Ahaha." Jessica laughed and slapped Zhao Yuanxi's thigh to vent her inner joy.

A group of girls laughed out loud when they heard this, and the one who laughed the most was the person concerned, Kim Tae-yeon, who fell forward and backwards with laughter, and didn't mind Zhao Yuanxi teasing him at all.

"I should be right, girls should also have long armpit hair, shouldn't they be dealt with when performing on stage?" Zhao Yuanxi continued with a smile.

"Aha, ahaha." Jessica was already laughing, and Sunny was laughing outright. Nearly rolled off his seat.

Compared to the white-clothed group, he smiled unscrupulously. The black-clothed group, who was farther away from Zhao Yuanxi, smiled and said that they were more ladylike.

The girls of Girls' Generation won one in a row, and they were in a good mood, and today they participated in the filming of variety shows, and all of them gathered, even Lin Yuna, who has always been filming. One by one, they were very happy. A little bit of joy is amplified in the nine people.

I finally stopped laughing. Zhao Yuanxi said: "I have a formal question, what should I do if the model falls down on the catwalk?" ”

The good baby was busy with Xu Xian and replied: "Deal with it well." ”

Kim Hyo-yeon appeared and said: "Just like us, didn't we stand up on the stage." Get up and start dancing again. ”

The members of the black-clad group nodded their heads.

Kim Taeyeon suddenly interjected, "Can you forgive the split hair?" ”

Before he could finish speaking, Sunny and Tiffany teamed up to push him aside, and Sunny shouted, "You can do it, hold on." Kim Tae-yeon's Jessica, on the other side, patted her on the back and laughed.

Cho Won-hee is really speechless, and Kim Tae-yeon seems to be particularly fond of similar jokes.

Cui Xiuying said: "I once looked at a photo on the Internet, and the model's lunch was only vegetable leaves, and it was really like that. ”

The god of food is indeed the god of food, and the issues he cares about are different.

After a noisy discussion, the nine girls of Girls' Generation parted ways to complete their own tasks, Zhao Yuanxi was not an intern editor, and there was no task for him to complete, so he simply stayed in the stands to watch the model rehearsal.

Jessica, Sunny and Kwon Yoo-ri from the white-clad group discussed backstage, and Kwon Yoo-ri said, "Look inside this hall, there is a stage road, but how long is that road, I counted the model's steps should be twenty-five, if we walk by ourselves, how long should it be?" ”

"Forty or fifty?" Jessica said uncertainly.

The three of them summed up, waited for the model rehearsal to end, and began to measure the length of the catwalk, Kwon Yoo-ri played the role of the director, holding the camera and shouting, "Girls' Generation, please appear." ”

At the other end of the runway, Sunny walks slowly out of the darkness and indulges in a model presplay game with an elegant CatWalk.

Zhao Yuanxi almost laughed, it's not good to find someone to be a model, you have to find the lowest altitude of Girls' Generation, the catwalk is very model-like, but the legs are a little anxious.

Sunny walked in front of Zhao Yuanxi, turned around in a chic manner, smiled back, and said to Kwon Yoo-ri, "I'm enjoying it, help me take a few more photos." ”

After chatting with the girls for a while, Zhao Yuanxi got up and went to the lounge of the show, which was close to the opening of the fashion show, and the lounge presented a hot party atmosphere and gathered designers.

People who watched the fashion show arrived one after another, and there were also celebrities who appeared as fashion guests, such as Zheng Liyuan, Han Zhizhi, Kong Hyo-jin and many other stars, and Cho Won-hee also saw Lee Seung-gi and GD Kwon Zhi-ryong, who just met yesterday, in the crowd.

Quan Zhilong has always been obsessed with fashion, almost all fashion shows will not be missed, his seat is in the front row of the B area directly opposite Girls' Generation, seeing the girls of Girls' Generation laughing at him intentionally or unintentionally, he quickly lowered his head to avoid the eyes of the girls, remembering the absurdity of his bowling last night and his face was red.

Cho Won-hee and the girls of Girls' Generation sat in the front row of Zone F, Lim Yoon-a sat on Cho Won-hee's left-hand side, Kim Taeyeon sat on his right-hand side, and there was a live band playing before the opening.

The semi-sheer black gauze skirt, the smooth black straight hair, and Lin Yuner's earlobes exude a faint fresh and fruity fragrance, which is the front taste of Zhao Yuanxi's familiar and favorite Anna Su wishing elf.

"Didn't you say you don't usually use perfume?" Zhao Yuanxi leaned close to Lin Yun'er's ear and smiled softly.

The fashion show scene was full of voices, the band's sound was even more harsh, the conversation between the two could only be heard clearly if they were very close, Lin Yuner pursed her lips and smiled, and the long hair in her ears was also close to Zhao Yuanxi's auricle and said: "It's not normal now, it's a grand fashion show." ”

Zhao Yuanxi nodded, "That's right, girls don't use perfume to reduce their attractiveness." ”

Lin Yun'er's eyes rolled, the corners of her mouth smiled, and she said softly: "Didn't Oppa say that it makes people look like girls, look at how obedient I am." ”

Zhao Yuanxi laughed and patted Lin Yun'er's palm, "If you want to be really obedient." ”

"I'm already very well-behaved and obedient." Lin Yun'er laughed.

Zhao Yuanxi and Lin Yun'er chatted casually and jokingly, looked at the catwalk, and suddenly saw Lee Shengji in light gray makeup directly opposite, Li Shengji also saw Zhao Yuanxi, staring straight at Zhao Yuanxi with cold eyes, as if this was not a fashion show but a gladiatorial arena.

Zhao Yuanxi was stunned, he didn't have a deep impression of Lee Seung-gi, it was nothing more than getting an inglorious one from his own hands like a clown, and he didn't have much good feeling or bad feelings.

Zhao Yuanxi has no feelings for Li Shengji, Li Shengji has an unforgettable resentment towards Zhao Yuanxi, and it is Zhao Yuanxi who tears his strong coat to let him see his weakness. Lee Seung Gi vowed to defeat Cho Won-hee in singing, not only practicing vocal music hard, but also practicing dance diligently, and one day he would snatch a crystal trophy from Cho Won-hee again and despise him as a victor, so as to eliminate the resentment in Lee Seung Gi's heart.

However, Zhao Yuanxi has become more and more successful, from "perfect Yuanxi" to "100 billion yuan", from the executive director and financial director of S.M company to the president of S.MCC company, from financial elite to album producer, Zhao Yuanxi's continuous success has continued to climb, and he has constantly shown amazing talents, which makes Lee Shengji at a loss and sighs.

Resentment has long been deeply rooted in Li Shengji's heart, growing into a towering tree, and Zhao Yuanxi in front of him is the old enemy he wants to get rid of.

When the enemy met, his eyes were very red, and Li Shengji saw Zhao Yuanxi's vigorous momentum like a vicious lone wolf.

Zhao Yuanxi glanced at it, then stopped staying, and looked at the band at the end of the catwalk casually. Lee Seung Gi clenched his fists, he couldn't stand Zhao Yuanxi's neglect.

"Oppa, there's dust." Lin Yun'er followed Zhao Yuanxi's gaze, looked down and saw the dust on Zhao Yuanxi's shoulder, and patted Zhao Yuanxi's shoulder.

"Thank you, my Yun'er."

Zhao Yuanxi turned his head close to Lin Yun'er's earlobe, deliberately blew lightly, teasingly Lin Yun'er "giggled" and laughed, holding his small fist and beating Zhao Yuanxi's thigh, Zhao Yuanxi unceremoniously grabbed Lin Yun'er's fist.

Lin Yun'er struggled slightly, didn't break free, and let Zhao Yuanxi hold it, tilting her body slightly, her silky long hair leaning on Zhao Yuanxi's shoulders like a waterfall.

The intimate actions of the two were seen by Lee Seung-gi, who was paying attention to the observation, one by one, it turns out that you Zhao Yuanxi likes Lin Yun'er, then I will snatch Lin Yun'er over and let you taste the pain of the loser.

Lee Seung-gi shook his arms, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. (To be continued......)