Pink hair is not something that ordinary people can control, but dyed on Fang Yiyuan's head, there is no sense of disobedience, and it is even inexplicably suitable.

Sure enough, she has a good-looking face, and she can hold any kind of shape, this is after the last time he took Gu Xinran to the beauty salon, she was once again speechless at Fang Yiyuan's handsome appearance, and once again sighed that she didn't make her debut as a star with such a face, it was a pity to die.

There is no need to do anything else with the pink hair style, as long as you do a little more fluffy, anyway, there will be a special stylist to make up for him tomorrow, Fang Yiyuan also joked that participating in Fashion Week every year makes him feel like a world star.

Does he still need to be a star? Tens of millions of girlfriend fans have long been world superstars.

In order to match her blue-gray dress, Gu Xinran also dyed her hair color into a gradient of light blue-gray. The slightly rippling curly hair has a noble temperament, but she will have a coiled hair style tomorrow, Gu Xinran looked at herself in the mirror, and said that she would buy blue-gray contact lenses later.

To participate in international fashion week, you must have a European mixed race temperament.

"Mr. Gu, do you want to make your debut too?" Fang Yiyuan looked at Gu Xinran, who was happily choosing contact lenses, and snorted coldly: "You weren't happy to let you come to the beauty salon yesterday, but today you suddenly let yourself go?" ”

"When it's time to manage the image, I also have to manage it well, after all, I'm so beautiful, don't dress up well at an age when I can dress up, do I want to be a yellow-faced woman?" Gu Xinran picked several pairs, saying that it was always good to prepare more just in case. "And after a week, I'm a happy single aristocrat, and I want to work hard to see if I can have a good encounter at Fashion Week."

"That's right, then I'll have to dress up, after all, I'll be single soon."

"Is Song Chaoyang bad? She likes you so much, when you are single again, give her a chance. ”

"Mrs. Fang, are you looking for a fight?"

"Mr. Fang, do you want to try my high heels for headshots?"

Fang Yiyuan shrugged his shoulders and said to the French clerk who was helping Gu Xinran with the beauty pageant: "This is my wife, she has domestic violence, and I am afraid of her." ”

"The relationship between the two looks good." The clerk said with a smile.

"Nope." Gu Xinran raised his head: "I hate my husband very much, because he always likes to talk nonsense. ”

Fang Yiyuan felt that it was worth it.

This is the first time that Gu Xinran has introduced Fang Yiyuan to a stranger as her husband without any need.

It's really worth it.

In the fashion week that Gu Xinran was looking forward to, Gu Xinran had already changed her clothes, and the makeup artist was busy putting on makeup for him, but she still refused to relax, calling one after another, to finally confirm whether the staff had arranged the clothes, whether the models were in place, and whether there were any problems with the celebrities invited.

In the blink of an eye, the makeup artist had already finished repairing the scars on Gu Xinran's legs, just after her phone call, she lowered her head to look at the makeup artist's masterpiece, the scars on her calves and ankles were no longer visible, and she was going to wear transparent stockings for a while, even if she looked carefully, she couldn't see any clues at all.

The fairy-like shape, especially the white stars in the hair, Gu Xinran looked at himself in the mirror and admired it with satisfaction.

If you dress up like this, it is really like what Fang Yiyuan said, as dazzling as a star.

"You can go, ancestor, the car is already waiting at the door." Fang Yiyuan stood in front of Gu Xinran and urged dissatisfiedly: "If you don't leave, you should be late." ”

"I'm so nervous that my feet are cramping."

"You'll be nervous for a while."

The car that took them to the fashion week site was sent by the organizers. As the most dazzling designer at the fashion week, the organizer will send a car to pick him up every time to show the attention and respect of the other party.

It is true that small brands want to show their heads at the world's most famous Paris Fashion Week, and a designer like Fang Yiyuan, who has many fans and is well-known, is begged by the organizer to participate, after all, the Milan Fashion Week next door also starts at about this time, and if the party is far away from the next door, for Paris Fashion Week, no matter the fame and exposure are worth the loss.

"It's good to face the camera for a while, keep smiling, and if someone says hello to you, you can raise your hand and wave to them." Fang Yiyuan looked at Gu Xinran's action of picking her hands all the time, grabbed her wrist and didn't raise one of her hands: "You are so nervous, first perform the action of smiling and waving for me to see." ”

Gu Xinran listened to the stretching out of his chicken paws, and smiled at Fang Yiyuan with a stiff neck, this smile was so hard to see that he couldn't speak, and in the end he couldn't help laughing.

This is laughter, it's even more ugly than crying.

And her waving hand is too ugly, her finger joints are all stiff, and her teeth and claws are dancing, like a female ghost coming to ask for her life.

"Don't raise your hands so high, just about a little above your shoulders, don't open your fingers and don't look ugly, relax and relax." Fang Yiyuan gently patted Gu Xinran's hand, and finally simply grabbed her wrist and shook it, making her relax in the shaking: "Smile without showing your teeth, just smile, don't grin so big." ”

"It's so difficult, don't practice anymore."

"You follow me closely for a while, you remember, you are still Fang Yiyuan's wife, please pretend to be intimate with me when necessary." Love to nibble on books

"Isn't it just walking by your arm? I know that even if you are not my husband, if you attend together, I will be a little woman to highlight your tall and mighty. ”

"Then you call your husband to listen."

Gu Xinran slapped Fang Yiyuan hard with his elbow: "Call you a big-headed ghost." ”

The car stopped slowly, Gu Xinran's heart also rose to her throat, and after sinking for a few seconds, someone suddenly opened the car door outside, she took a deep breath, reached out to hold the hand of the person who opened the door, and stepped out of the car.

The sound of shutters from all directions rang out, Gu Xinran stood in front of the car and waited for a while, Fang Yiyuan had already walked to her side and raised his right arm slightly at her.

"Let's go, remember to keep smiling until the end."

Although her heels were as light as stepping on cotton, she still held her steps and followed Fang Yiyuan's footsteps slowly.

The surrounding media reporters shouted Fang Yiyuan's name, hoping to get his attention and take a close-up, but Gu Xinran just followed Fang Yiyuan to stop and greet the shutter sound from the media.

"I'll just say there's nothing to be nervous about, just follow me and keep smiling." Fang Yiyuan is indeed very relaxed, he has participated in this kind of large-scale event too many times, like a fish in water without a little nervousness, as if he has arrived at his home field.

"I can feel how stiff my smile is right now." Gu Xinran felt suffocated for a while since she walked on the red carpet, if it weren't for Fang Yiyuan supporting her, it is estimated that she would be able to kneel down with weak legs now.

Fang Yiyuan suddenly bent down and said beside Gu Xinran: "You just regard yourself as a star and step out of your confident steps." ”

Since the car accident three years ago, she has been practicing how to step out of self-confidence.

When the long red carpet was finally over, Fang Yiyuan took Gu Xinran to a signing wall to stand still, facing more media and cameras.

It's photo time, and there is a staff member standing next to it, in front of the people is the radio microphone of various media outlets, taking pictures and accepting questions from several media outlets, and then signing their names on the signature wall.

"Designer Fang, your wife is very beautiful, Mrs. Fang must be very proud to attend Paris Fashion Week as the founder of Zoe Clothing, right?"

"Of course." For kind questions, Fang Yiyuan naturally did not refuse: "My wife is very beautiful and capable, I love her very much, and she is also a very good designer, and her works will be displayed at today's Zoe show." ”

"Mrs. Fang, what do you think of the other designer, after all, he is very popular with young girls."

Gu Xinran said in her heart that something was wrong, the script of this red carpet did not arrange for her to return to the question, the media asked questions in practical English, it sounded a little difficult, should she answer in English when answering?

Or in Chinese, or French......

In 0.1 seconds, she has thought of countless answers, too one-sided answers, it must be a long speech, so avoid the important and light, answer briefly in English, if there are any more questions, simply use French.

It's also in France anyway.

"He's a madman, but I love him."

Fang Yiyuan didn't expect her to say such a humorous and satisfying answer, and when he heard someone ask her questions, Fang Yiyuan also sweated for her.

Everyone laughed because of Gu Xinran's answer, and Gu Xinran raised his eyes and saw Fang Yiyuan's appreciative smile, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this answer is quite witty.

Gu Xinran completely relaxed because of this answer, and then they answered a few more questions, and also posed for a few photos in front of the signature wall, and then walked into the main show of fashion week after signing their names.

"Saying that your husband is crazy in front of so many cameras, should I punish you?" Fang Yiyuan put his arm around Gu Xinran's shoulders as he walked, he was very happy now.

"You know how bad my English is, there are only so many words I can think of at the time."

"I arranged for a photographer to take pictures of you, which were to be reported as media magazines, and they would look good later." Fang Yiyuan said, waving to the person next to him and greeting: "If you see any favorite star in a while, don't look for someone to sign and take a group photo like a little fan girl, you tell me, I will arrange it for you." ”

"Can star chasing still be arranged?"

"Of course, there are many celebrities here who wear the clothes I designed, although they haven't met face-to-face, but if they still want to wear the clothes I designed, my people are standing here, and they can't rush to get close to me." Fang Yiyuan had a prophet's mouth, and he came when he said: "If a star talks to me in a while, if you want to take a group photo, you can drag my clothes, I'll tell them." ”

"Designer Fang is so good." Gu Xinran showed a mocking look.

"I'm afraid you'll embarrass me."