Chapter 184: An Unexpected Hug
But she is also very worried that the butterfly scene will be very ugly, after all, this is a workplace, there are so many customers and staff here, and she usually looks elegant.
In this social circle, taste and demeanor are absolutely important.
But suddenly, when I saw her turn around and leave without saying a word, I was stunned and frozen, and a bucket of ice was poured on my head.
The butterfly's expression of extreme disgust was like a whip, and it whipped her mouth hard and fiercely, and the annoyance and resentment surged up together, almost tears fell, her body was almost unstable, and the high heels under her feet trembled, how could she bear a crumbling body? Fortunately, at this moment, her surroundings were clear, and in the dark, she silently reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
She stood stunned like a fool, stiff and stiff, frozen from head to toe, all her emotions turned into a soup of shame, which rushed to her brain, devouring her whole soul and humanity. She heard her inner scream like a madman, cursing butterflies hysterically, over and over again, but instead of calming herself, she felt more and more deeply uncomfortable, and felt more and more a kind of defilement, reaching the marrow.
Even the staff next to her kept calling her, and the staff member came up and pushed her, but almost pushed her, and she was relieved.
The butterfly head walked out of the venue without looking back, she felt very stuffy inside, and in the square outside the venue, she tried to let herself take a few deep breaths, and the evil breath in her chest seemed to have calmed down a lot. She thought: this kind of woman is not worth being angry with herself, yes, not worth it.
Thinking about it, my mind seems to be much clearer, not like the bastard before, but I am glad that I came out with dignity just now, otherwise I didn't have to lose my body for this kind of bastard woman, which makes people laugh, it's not worth it.
As soon as my mind cleared, it suddenly occurred to me that JJ still had a press conference there and hadn't gone yet. took out the invitation card and saw the address, and hurried over. By the time I arrived, JJ's press conference had long since ended, and he was sitting in the middle of a crowd, signing autographs in a very eloquent manner.
The butterfly greeted him slightly, and JJ said anxiously because he had been busy with his hands: Wait, I'll be fine here soon.
Butterfly retreated to the side and looked at the venue casually, it was a small venue, compared to the previous jewelry show, the layout here can be described as extremely simple, along the wall is a row of shelves, on the shelves are his photography albums, and at the entrance is a huge poster with the cover of his photography album.
Of course, there are not many readers who come to ask for autographs, and just when the butterfly was distracted and browsing, JJ had already sent all the readers in his hand, inserted the pen cover, stood up very gracefully, walked straight behind the butterfly, and called out shallowly: He Wuji.
The butterfly immediately turned around when she heard the sound, but she didn't want to, but JJ stepped forward and couldn't help but give the butterfly a big hug. This hug stunned the east and west, north and south of the butterfly.
Before the butterfly could understand it, should she push, or struggle, or should she give him a mouthful...... He immediately let go of the hug, and reached out to shake the butterfly's hand.
The butterfly was hugged by him, and when he held it, he fainted a few times. There was a surge of qi and blood, and his feet became unstable, as if he was stepping on a cloud pile, how soft and weak.
JJ has a familiar smile, usually looks haggard, because he carries a camera all day long in the city, very restless, for a work to get up early and greedy for the dark, but also cold winter and heat, but also very hard, for many years to practice a winter obscene, summer dark dignity, in short, all year round is not a good look.
Butterfly estimates that the best appearance in his life should be the wedding day.
But today is different, probably in order to attend the press conference, watching him from head to toe can be regarded as a careful grooming. The beard is very cleanly shaved, without any stray hair, from the bottom of the mouth to the sideburns, like a grassland that has just been burned by wildfire.
The hair seems to have been done, or it has been shaved, and it is much shorter than the last time I saw it, and it is smooth. As for the tightly seamed folds at the corners of the eyes, I am afraid it will be difficult to cover them up without experiencing some large-scale knife pulling.
However, the butterfly is also used to seeing it, and if he appeared with a little white face that day, maybe the butterfly would be frightened and think that he had recognized the wrong person.
Butterfly work, but also contact with a lot of photographers, she often has two photographers, one is a character photographer, the other is a landscape photographer, whether it is a photographic person, or a photographic landscape, they can catch the amazing beauty, but they themselves absolutely do not have some beauty, come out, all the same, sloppy and casual.
This kind of casual wind is to the bone.
If so, there are some androgynous artists in the team of photographers, or butterflies will also fall in love with photography, not for photography, of course, but for being able to blend in with the photography team and contact some such beautiful men.
The intention is obscene, embarrassing, and the butterfly blushes.
JJ also wore a light gray suit for the first time today, standing in front of the butterfly, inadvertently revealing a little bit, cough cough, chic.
The butterfly touched the cold brain, and she was dizzy again.
In this life, I am afraid it is the first time to use the word chic to describe JJ in front of me.
In other words, chic has never been close to JJ, he is not tall, standing side by side with butterflies at the moment, and he is not much taller than butterflies, butterflies are not wearing very high heels today, otherwise, maybe they can see the mountains at a glance.
There are some men in this world who are like this, they are born to be ugly ducklings in the men's pile, but they can still live their own style, and their personalities are quite good. JJ's humor and playfulness make Butterfly never hate working with him.
For a long time, it was always JJ who drove all the way and talked all the way, he was born a talker, and butterflies were born with a stuffy mouth, so every time they went out for interviews, they complemented each other, complemented each other, and were harmoniously tight.
If the road is very long, the butterfly will listen and listen, and fall asleep unconsciously, but fortunately, JJ has become very gentle and understanding at this time, and does not disturb her soundly, driving attentively all the way, and when the butterfly wakes up, he automatically opens the conversation box again, and then starts again. So the process of each interview is hard, but it is also fun.
At this time, the butterfly's face turned white again.