763?? Be careful that the wind flashed his tongue

Play for the gallery! Zhao Manyu scolded in a low voice, pursed her lips, and seeing that there was no one at the entrance now, she raised her hand and pointed to the entrance, "Bai Lu, stand here and let the photographer take two photos for you." ”

Tickets for such a fashion show cannot be bought with money, and admission is only possible with an invitation from the brand.

Bai Lu's current level naturally does not qualify for invitation.

Therefore, it is only possible to take photos at the door.

Zhao Manyu deliberately asked her to take pictures at the entrance, just to pretend that she was also invited - anyway, few fans really came to the scene.

At this time, Jun Qing also finished taking photos and walked over with Zhao Yiyi and Xiao Gao.

Zhao Yiyi stood beside her, waiting for Bai Lu for more than ten seconds, but she didn't see the other party get out of the way, and there was inevitably some displeasure in her tone: "Miss Bai, please let me go!" ”

"Let what?" Zhao Manyu glanced at Zhao Yiyi disdainfully, "First come, first come, don't you understand international conventions, you want to take pictures, wait until we finish shooting." ”

Zhao Manyu has always been angry with Jun Qing in his heart, so he naturally tries to make things difficult.

At this time, Jun Qing also came over and grabbed Zhao Yiyi, who wanted to have a seizure, and she smiled faintly.

"Sister Zhao seems to have misunderstood, I'm not here to take pictures, I'm here to see the show, please get out of the way!"

"Watching a show?" Zhao Manyu turned around and laughed, "Jun Qing, you can be careful that the wind flashes your tongue." ”

Seeing Jun Qing posing in front of a group of photographers, Zhao Manyu took it for granted that she was just here to rub the gimmick of Fashion Week.

She had already inquired that among the four domestic stars that Dior had only invited this time, there was no Jun Qing at all.

Mu Jinbai is qualified, but he has never paid attention to the things in the fashion industry, and everyone knows his temper, and he will never take the initiative to hit the wall.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Jun Qing to have an invitation.

At this time, another guest arrived one after another, but they were all blocked outside.

Seeing that Zhao Manyu and Bai Lu were not moving, the staff took the initiative to stretch out their right hands: "Please show the invitation letter to the two of you." ”

"Ah, we're not in a hurry!" Zhao Manyu pulled Bai Lu to his side and nudged Jun to the front, "Miss Jun, please first!" ”

Hum!

She wanted to see, how could this person get in without an invitation?

Seeing the other party's expression in his eyes, Jun shook his head speechlessly and stretched out his right hand.

Zhao Yiyi took out the invitation letter from her bag and handed it over, and when she saw the delicate and delicate letter in Jun Qing's hand, Zhao Manyu suddenly felt cramps in her cheeks.

Does she really have an invitation?!

The staff opened Jun Qing's invitation letter and looked at it, and politely raised his right hand.

"Please come in!" Then, he stretched out his palm to Zhao Manyu again, "Please show the invitation, thank you!" ”

Bai Lu's face suddenly turned red, how could she have any invitation?

Zhao Manyu pulled her away, pretending not to see the disdainful gaze of everyone around her.

"We haven't finished taking pictures yet, so stay for a while...... Stay a little longer and go in again! ”

"In the future, the two of you will do less of this kind of thing." Jun Qing changed to Chinese, "Otherwise, my compatriot will be embarrassed with you!" ”

Bai Lu really couldn't stand such an embarrassment, and walked away quickly with her skirt.

"Hey, you stop...... Lu...... The photo hasn't been taken yet...... This time the air ticket and hotel money cost me tens of thousands, you give me a stop......"

Watching the two walk away, Jun Qing just shook his head slightly.

A good first-line singer has such a field, why bother?!

"Sister Jun, we are waiting for you in the car." Zhao Yiyi waved at her across the railing.