When the makeup artist was applying makeup to Jing Ye, Mu Ziyu was explaining the details and key points of the catwalk to Jing Ye: "When walking with a cane, the body should be straight, the crutches are just decorations, not really used for walking." ”

Mu Ziyu stopped and looked at Jing Ye, he listened very carefully, his mouth seemed to be repeating, Jing Ye saw Mu Ziyu looking at him, he nodded unconsciously.

My young master is really getting more and more people can't take their eyes off it. Mu Ziyu thought. He continued: "When you walk the catwalk, put a POSE at the front of the runway for a few seconds...... Do you remember? ”

"I know." Jing Ye thought about it in his mind and said flatly.

"Then if you think about it again, I'm going to put on makeup too." Mu Ziyu sat next to Jing Ye and put on makeup.

"Okay."

Soon, the makeup artist also completed the work on Jing Ye's face, looking at the light makeup on Jing Ye's already delicate face, the edges and corners of his face were lightened, and his face became more feminine, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were flat, I don't know if he ignored the world's worldliness or looked down on the suffering of the world, but in fact, there was a trace of sadness flashing under a closer look, like a grown up Charles.

"Great, wonderful." The makeup artist was very satisfied with his work, and he suddenly saw a shiny necklace around Sedume's neck, and felt that this necklace affected the whole look, and he said, "Delicate Charles, you can take off the necklace first!" With that, the makeup artist reached out and tried to take the necklace off.

A powerful hand stopped him, and the cold voice reached the makeup artist's ears, making him almost freeze: "No. He saw Sedume's gaze, which was cold and piercing, very sharp.

Mu Ziyu, who was on the side, saw it and stepped forward to break the deadlock: "Since the young master doesn't want to take it down, you don't need to do anything more, you go and help others first." ”

The makeup artist couldn't wait to run away at this time, and Mu Ziyu gave the makeup artist the stairs down, and he immediately responded: "Okay, good." The makeup artist didn't finish speaking, and ran away.

Mu Ziyu walked up to Jing Ye and wanted to put Jing Ye's necklace inside his clothes, but Jing Ye stopped him. Mu Ziyu explained: "I just want to help you put the necklace away. ”

"No, you don't." Jing Ye didn't think about it, and coldly refused. He didn't want anyone to touch his necklace, so he put it inside.

"Okay." Mu Ziyu thought: Jingye, you are still so wary of me. He looked at Sedume's necklace again, thinking: this necklace must be unusual for him.

Mu Ziyu no longer thought about the necklace, he took out his exquisite pocket watch and looked at the time, feeling that the time was almost up, and began to make final preparations for Jing Ye, took out the blue gem ring with complex patterns from the pocket of his clothes, knelt down in front of Jing Ye on one knee, handed over the ring with both hands, and said solemnly: "Young master, please wear your ring." ”

Jing Ye looked at Mu Ziyu's fingertips, there was a ring with intricate ornamentation, somewhat similar to the ring his mother gave him, and he unconsciously reached for the ring, wanting to touch the intricate pattern.

Mu Ziyu saw that Jing Ye did not refuse, and slowly stretched out his hand, he was very happy, and took the opportunity to put the ring firmly on his thumb.

Jingye raised her hand and stared at the ring on her hand for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking, and she didn't say anything.

Mu Ziyu handed the crutches on the side to Jing Ye, who took it with his right hand and said briefly, "Let's go." ”

Mu Ziyu smiled softly and said, "Yes, my lord." ”

In the first row of the catwalk, Tian Xiaoji looked at the photos taken this morning, and the more he looked at them, the more dissatisfied he became: "Why is it that there is nothing I want, I am annoyed." "She finally saw a few photos that she was happy with." A gentle and dark deacon, a delicate and indifferent young master who is sad and mysterious, not bad. She praised happily.

Tian Xiaoji looked at the people in the photo carefully, and the smile on his face stiffened, it turned out to be them, these two stingy ghosts. She was in a bad mood all of a sudden, and wanted to delete their photos immediately, but she was very reluctant.

At this time, the abbot came out, Tian Xiaoji was no longer entangled, adjusted the lens, and decided to take a good picture of the models on the stage, so it was worth the trip.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to watch this COS catwalk, I'm ......," the long-winded male host finally finished speaking, "Then please start enjoying the wonderful COS catwalk." ”

There was a steady stream of applause from the audience, until the annoying abbot stepped off the stage, as if he wanted to drive the host down.

"It's finally begun." Tian Xiaoji looked at the host's brisk steps and said happily.

The catwalk music sounded, it was pure music, not cheerful and a little sad, but it could resonate with people. This music reminded Tian Xiaoji of the two people in the morning, and she shook her head, wanting to throw the two people who were haunted out of her brain.

The first model came out, and at a glance it was clear that she was a cute real-life version of Madoka. Round faces, pink eyes, red ribbons, and cute pink and white dresses with bows are all symbols of Madoka. "Madoka" is very cute, smiling and bending her head to greet the audience, which attracts a burst of cheers from the audience.

The models came out one after another, the more people there were, but the more Tian Xiaoji took pictures, the more dissatisfied she became, she always felt that she didn't take a photo that could make people shine.

Tian Xiaoji put down the camera as she patted it, but at this time, a model appeared that lifted her spirits. A tall Charles walked straight out with a cane and a dazzling ring on his thumb, his delicate face was flat and detached, and the sorrow that crossed his eyes from time to time was indeed the Earl of noble status, no one should enter, and people would love him.

Tian Xiaoji hurriedly set up the camera and pressed the shutter excitedly. That's great! Tian Xiaoji thought happily, sure enough, it was the right place. However, this person seems to be familiar! Tian Xiaoji didn't think about it anymore, she continued to press the shutter, and stood up and leaned forward.

Jing Ye straightened his waist and walked on the stage step by step, he was actually a little nervous and walked a little stiff, but his clothing, accessories and makeup covered up his shortcomings. Standing at the front of the catwalk, putting his cane on the catwalk, he looked at the people around him without changing his face, he changed the direction to the audience opposite, and suddenly felt the dazzling light shining in his eyes, Jingye frowned and felt a burst of irritability. He stepped on his high-heeled English leather shoes and tried to leave immediately, but he had never worn high heels, and he turned sharply, so as not to walk unsteadily, he stumbled a little, and was about to fall heavily on the marble catwalk.

At this moment, a hand tightly wrapped around Jingye's waist and held him in the safety of his chest. Mu Ziyu lowered his head and whispered in Jing Ye's ear, "Jing Ye, are you injured?" ”

Sedume's brain was dizzy, and he shook his head to drive away his dizziness.

Mu Ziyu shook his head when he saw Jing Ye and thought that Jing Ye was fine, but Jing Ye still closed his eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a piercing dark light shot out of his eyes, shooting straight at Tian Xiaoji. Tian Xiaoji was also very anxious at this time, she saw that Jing Ye almost fell, knowing that she was really in trouble this time, and she was also worried about Jing Ye. She suddenly felt a chill, and when she saw Mu Ziyu's gaze, she was sullen and uncomfortable, and she lowered her head, not daring to raise it.

Mu Ziyu put her arms around Jing Ye's waist, hugged him horizontally, and rested his head on his shoulder. I thought: People don't look small, but there are only a few taels of meat, it must be because they all eat instant noodles, and they have to take care of it.

Jingye still closed his eyes, sunk in his dizziness, and in a blur, he felt a warm and comfortable small stove beside him, and leaned his head forward again. Thinking: It's a warm feeling.

Mu Ziyu noticed Jing Ye's restless little head, looked at half of his side face with a smile on his lips, and walked straight and quickly to the backstage.

The audience in the audience saw Sebastian handsomely hugging Charles, and they were all excited, and the sound of "click" sounded continuously, "It's so handsome!" "So handsome!" The cheers could not be stopped.

When he got to the backstage, Mu Ziyu was reluctant to put Jing Ye down, he wanted to take a closer look at Jing Ye, but he didn't expect that as soon as he lowered his head, a cold and alienated gaze came to him, he smiled a little embarrassedly, but still kept his original posture.

"Don't let me go yet." Sedum said stiffly.

"Oh, okay, I'll put you down." Only then did Mu Ziyu come back to his senses and put Jing Ye on the stool.

The moment Mu Ziyu observed Jing Ye's feet hitting the ground, Jing Ye's brows furrowed. Mu Ziyu said, "Young Master, let me take a look at your feet." As he spoke, he wanted to take off Sedume's shoes and socks.

"No, you don't." Jing Ye refused with a cold face.

"Young Master, as your deacon, how can you turn a blind eye to your injuries?" Mu Ziyu looked at Jing Ye firmly.

Jing Ye looked at Mu Ziyu's determined appearance, and his mind flashed another person, a person who couldn't see his face clearly, a person who was also eager for him when he was injured and healed him. However, his heart suddenly ached, and he pressed his chest to no longer think about the person he had forgotten.

Jing Ye came out of his thoughts and saw that Mu Ziyu had taken off the shoes and socks on his right foot, he looked at Mu Ziyu's patient and concerned look, and did not refuse again.

"It's swollen." Mu Ziyu looked at Jing Ye's red and swollen right ankle and said distressedly. "Young master, you wait for me for a while, I'll go get the medicine." As a special place for the COS exhibition for a long time, all the equipment is ready, and as a frequent visitor to this place, Mu Ziyu certainly knows where it is.

An outsider who slipped into the backstage covered his face with a hat, secretly observed Jing Ye and Mu Ziyu behind the curtain, and saw Mu Ziyu who looked at her viciously leaving, Tian Xiaoji walked in front of Jing Ye and lowered her head uncomfortably, just in time to see Jing Ye's injured foot, she said with great apologies: "I'm sorry, I was unintentional, I didn't expect you to be hurt." ”

Sedum raised his eyes and saw Tian Xiaoji clutching his camera tightly and lowering his head, but from his angle, he could just see Tian Xiaoji's face. He seemed to have expected it, and said lightly: "It turned out to be you." ”