"Dust, are you sure?" The woman looked Yan Yiyi and Zhang Siding up and down, shook her head and said, "Shriveled and rustic." ”

"Hmm. Time is running out, give you half an hour. ”

The woman held her forehead, "Every time I have a problem." She walked inside, and said impatiently, "Follow me!" ”

Zhang Siding looked at Yan Yiyi hesitantly, "If I don't participate, I want to too?" ”

Yan Yiyi nodded, if she heard correctly, what Ji Mochen said was indeed them!

Yan Yiyi was pressed on the sofa by the woman, "Wait." Then she turned to the people in the other room and spoke a long list of languages she didn't understand.

The person inside nodded helplessly, "OK." Then he walked towards Yan Yiyi with small steps, "Sit down, look at your dry hair!" Tut-tut, I don't know how to take care of it, it's really rough! ”

"Uh...... I usually use conditioner, but it may be a problem with ...... hair".

"Excuses!" The man patted Yan Yiyi's shoulder hard, and the latter groaned in pain, "In addition to conditioner, you also have to use a hair mask!" Actually, you're just lazy! Hum. ”

Yan Yiyi clasped her ears and was powerless to refute.

"Okay, okay, since Sister Lulu handed you over to me, then I'll help you go back to the furnace and rebuild."

He picked up the yellow jar and sprayed it on the top of Yan Yiyi's head a few times, then grabbed the frying knife and comb, "Time is not much, we can't spend too much time on our hair, so, let's solve it quickly." ”

"Okay." Yan Yi replied with a wilt.

She has always been that kind of person, as long as someone else helps her comb or wash her hair, she will be extremely sleepy, such as now.

Yan Yiyi closed her eyes and woke up from sleep, only to find that the man was still helping her with her hair.

Yan Yiyi wiped the saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth, "Aren't you okay?" ”

"Right now!" The man bit a drop-shaped golden hairpin in his mouth, and after fixing Yan Yiyi's hair, he inserted the hairpin into her hair. “OK。”

Yan Yiyi looked at herself in the mirror, and really seemed to feel the sentence describing the beauty in the Book of Poetry, "The collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth, the smile is clever, and the beautiful eyes are longing." ”

I saw that her eyebrows in the mirror had been painted into the most ancient and thin willow eyebrows, a little red lips, and the blush on her cheeks was especially good, but the glamour was not too light, showing a shy and charming appearance of the little daughter's family.

"We're ......" is beautiful, but it's a little incongruous.

"Wait, don't worry." The man walked to the storeroom and put out a row of clothes, all of which were pure white, light blue, blood red, and other antique clothes. "You look like this, light blue, this set."

He took out a lapel of the kind of official lady dress from the Ming Dynasty, "I know you're going to attend the press conference, so, listen to me." ”

Yan Yiyi: "......"

After changing the whole set, Yan Yiyi stood in front of the full-body mirror, as if she felt that she had crossed over, and she really had the feeling of an ancient woman.

"Mr. Ji." The man nodded to Ji Mochen and said hello.

"It's okay, it's not too ugly."

Yan Yiyi looked back at Ji Mochen, only to find that he had already taken off his suit, changed into a set of dark disc collar clothes, and stood next to Yan Yiyi, really looking like a husband and wife.

"Why take the archaic route?" Yan Yiyi asked: ""The Transmitter" is a contest between modern designers! ”

Ji Mochen bent up two fingers and knocked Yan Yiyi's head twice, "Failed, I didn't do enough work before participating in the show!" ”

Yan Yiyi even forgot about the pain and looked at him suspiciously.

"Have you seen the video material from the previous episodes of "The Transmitter"?"

Yan Yiyi shook her head, "I've been busy lately, so I'm ......"

"If you don't make excuses, don't make excuses! You forgot we lived together. ”

The man standing next to him was about to fall to the ground in surprise when he heard this, his snow-white face was flushed, and he coughed dryly, "The scale is a bit big, people avoid it first." With that, he walked away.

……

"Don't say it's so dirty, it's just a house." Yan Yiyi glanced at him, "What about Si Town?" Why hasn't she come out yet? The launch is about to begin. ”

As soon as Yan Yiyi's words fell, Zhang Siding walked out with the support of the woman who was just called Sister Lulu. Because it was the first time she wore high heels, her steps were not very steady.

"Wow, Sister Yiyi, you and Mr. Ji are going to get married?" As soon as Zhang Siding saw the two of them standing in front of the mirror of the floor, he blurted out directly.

Yan Yiyi responded to her question with a sharp look.

"Well, I mean it's pretty." Zhang Siding explained in a whisper.

"Why is she dressed so normally and stunningly?" Yan Yiyi's eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of envy.

"Yours is good-looking, big sister!" Zhang Siding was speechless, and his face was speechless, "Cut to the topic, there are news points." The most important thing is that your dress is really expensive! Don't tell me you don't know what brand of clothes you make. ”

Yan Yiyi swallowed her saliva and said stubbornly, "Well, I know." ”

When Ji Mochen's black elongated Lincoln stopped at the door of the International Trade Hall, it attracted countless well-known media and newspaper reporters, after all, the show "Transmitter" was already very popular in the first season, and now it is facing the closing season, so naturally many people will pay attention. Even a little bit of news at the moment is enough to make headlines for any media company. So this scene was carved like this, and everyone flocked to it.

Yan Yiyi dragged Zhang Siding's arm and sat in the innermost part of the carriage, although she knew that people outside could not see inside, but her palms were still sweating.

"Follow me out." Ji Mochen stretched out his hand towards Yan Yiyi, "Don't worry." ”

Yan Yiyi looked at Zhang Siding hesitantly, and Zhang Siding immediately realized that she was afraid that she would leave with Ji Mochen later, what would she do alone. "I'll get off later, go quickly."

Yan Yiyi nodded, and put her hand into Ji Mochen's big hand.

An imperceptible smile rose at the corner of Ji Mochen's mouth, fleeting. He held Yan Yiyi's hand tightly, "I'm here, don't worry." ”

As soon as the Lincoln car door opened, the reporters surrounding outside rushed up, and after seeing Ji Mochen's dress, he paused for a moment, and then raised his camera to shoot at him for a while.

Yan Yiyi held Ji Mochen in her hand and then got out of the car.

The reporters were not calm immediately, Ji Mochen, the 10,000-year-old iceberg cold king, actually hid a little girl in the car? So he raised the microphone and stretched out to Ji Mochen, and the various questions drowned them out.

Ji Mochen had a cold face, "Now is not the time to ask questions, there will be time for you to ask questions after the press conference." ”

When the reporters saw Ji Mochen speaking in person, they immediately made way for them to make a passage, after all, the reporter who angered Ji Mochen before had been spread. said that not only was he unemployed, but even his work unit was also discontinued. Therefore, when newspapers and media companies send their own reporters to go out for interviews, they are all instructed that whenever they encounter Ji Mochen's place, it is best to get the news, and if they can't get it, they will not continue to ask, otherwise they will be fired even if there is news.

Yan Yiyi glanced at the straight reporters standing on both sides behind her, and couldn't help but feel sympathy. Hey, the same people who have fallen to the end of the world are forced by Ji Mochen's obscenity!

The scene of the press conference has been arranged, and the director and chief planner are resting in the background. When the chief planner saw Ji Mochen coming, he immediately stepped forward to shake his hand, and said with a flattering face, "Sure enough, it's Mr. Ji!" It's so handsome to wear this. ”

Ji Mochen ignored his flattery, and walked straight to the director and sat down, "Director Zhu, this is the person in charge of Yan's jewelry and the participating designer." ”

Zhu Qiang glanced at Yan Yiyi, his posture was okay, but at this time, he was in the middle and upper reaches with makeup, and he couldn't reach the point of captivating the country and the city. "The taste of the season is ......"

"No kidding." Ji Mochen said coldly: "I'll bring it over now for you to get to know you, so that you won't be caught off guard by the sudden appearance at the press conference." ”

Yan Yiyi looked at Zhu Qiang, a world-famous director sitting on the sofa with a big back and black-framed glasses, and suddenly felt a chilling feeling. It is rumored that he never cares about whether he is a first-line star or the boss of the company, no matter how much money he has, he will scold when he should scold, and he is never ambiguous.

Zhu ...... Hello Director Zhu. Yan Yi nodded at him in greeting.

"Do I have a ghost on my stomach? What do you do with such a scared look? Zhu Qiang took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and lit it, and then put it in his mouth, "What is so remarkable about you, you actually let him be so precious and hide it so well, until the press conference was brought out?" ”

After hearing this, Yan Yiyi was stunned, is it so well hidden? Is Ji Mochen right to her? When was it hidden?

It wouldn't be the purpose of Ji Mochen moving into the Lin family's villa, right? There is only Ji Mochen's private life in the whole city A, and no reporter dares to take pictures secretly, even if he does so, he does not dare to upload it to the Internet, so as long as he stays by his side, he is insulated from the media in disguise.

But Ji Mochen, why did he do this? She is a little transparent, how can a reporter shoot her?

"Director Zhu, you can take away your eyes from the interrogator, it's about to start." Ji Mochen said in a deep voice.

Zhu Qiang smiled, pinched off the cigarette butt between his fingers and stood up, "Okay, I'll go outside first, and you continue to rest." ”

Yan Yiyi looked at the back of Zhu Qiang leaving, and turned her head to look at Ji Mochen, "You moved to the villa so that I wouldn't be photographed by reporters, right?" ”

"You're thinking too much." Ji Mochen dropped such a sentence and walked away.

Yan Yiyi was petrified in an instant, shameful! How could that demon be so kind!

"Yan Yiyi, it's actually you?" Yang Weiwei clasped her hands on her chest and looked at the person sitting on the sofa with disgust, "Climbed into Ji Mochen's bed?" Did he succeed in funding your broken company? ”

"What the hell is going on with you?" Yan Yiyi glanced at her, and then took out her mobile phone to scroll through Weibo.