On the second day of my trip to the UK, I was in a city-view Premier Suite at The Shard Shangri-La Hotel, London.

After releasing himself all night, Lin Qingyuan woke up from his sleep at eight o'clock in the morning, and suddenly felt a warm and greasy feeling of wrapping below, he opened his eyes in a daze, only to find that it was Cheng Xiao's ghost.

The girlfriend's morning wake-up service made Lin Qingyuan feel very comfortable and a little indulgent.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Xiao's long blue-gray hair fell down like a closed gauze curtain brushing around Lin Qingyuan's lower abdomen, and this touch made him feel a little itchy.

Cheng Xiao raised his head and looked at Lin Qingyuan with an innocent and ignorant expression, but the tip of his tongue was still moving around recklessly: "I feel a little hungry when I haven't eaten breakfast." ”

Lin Qingyuan rubbed her head, looked at Cheng Xiao with doting eyes and said, "Or. Sit on. ”

"Uh-huh. Well? Cheng Xiao's mouth kept moving.

"Happiness has to learn to share."

After a half-hour morning workout to revive and activate the muscles of the whole body, it is time to actually eat breakfast.

It is two bowls of Huaguo noodles sent by the assistant, and for the sake of insurance, it is better to eat Chinese food on weekdays.

"Yang Yang is about to declare Bao Gari." Lin Qingyuan felt that this side was not very authentic, "Has Bulgari recently asked you for a new store platform or an advertisement on the cover?" ”

"No, I pushed the covers of a few second-tier magazines to me." Cheng Xiao thinks that this bowl of noodles tastes okay, maybe this is the difference in taste between the north and the south.

"That's right."

"It's also normal, after all, I'm a relation, and it's already very good that I can get the spokesperson title."

Although Cheng Xiao has gained a lot of fresh popularity through the resident running man this year, she is a singing and dancing idol with no actual performance after all, and her status in the fashion circle is not high.

Therefore, Bulgari also treats her more as a mascot who is good friends with Lin Qingyuan, the "prince of LVMH Group", and will not give her too many substantive resources.

"There will be a few dance shows suitable for idols next year, and I plan to terminate your contract and move to Ruiyuan at the beginning of the year, and then talk about the residency of these shows, so that you should be able to get hundreds more money."

"Hundreds more? How much are you going to give me? Cheng Xiao raised his head and looked at Lin Qingyuan in astonishment.

"How's Ninety-One? Issei will keep it for you to raise the team. Lin Qingyuan didn't plan to make money from his girlfriend.

"But my current share ratio is only thirty-seven, and it is too exaggerated to directly become ninety-one, you shouldn't be sticking money to support me" Cheng Xiao was a little dumbfounded, "Or give it according to the normal sharing ratio." ”

Her previous total revenue in Yuehua was only 20 or 30 million a year, and it was less than 10 million according to the share, which was not even as good as the salary of a self-employed actor.

That is to say, if the share ratio of the economic contract changes from 37 to 91 under the premise that the total amount remains the same, then she can earn an extra 20 million per year.

It is equivalent to multiplying her income several times.

"Don't worry, it's not to the point where you will be supported by the money." Lin Qingyuan smiled, "After all, no matter what you say, you are a little rich woman with tens of millions of deposits!" ”

"Your endorsement fee is quoted at more than 30 million, and you are embarrassed to say that I am a rich woman?" Cheng Xiao glanced at Lin Qingyuan, "If you are a little white face, I'm afraid you won't be able to look down on my money, and you won't want me to support you."

"If you eat and sleep, and have pocket money, then I am still willing to be supported by you."

"Tut-tut, I'd like to." Cheng Xiaohu glanced at Lin Qingyuan suspiciously, she felt that if Lin Qingyuan was really a little white face who loved soft rice, then he would definitely be able to mix well in the circle of the rich wife Kuo, because he had all the conditions to become the top brand of the club, and those empty, lonely and cold rich women would definitely love him to death.

Lin Qingyuan didn't care about Cheng Xiao's complaints, and said with a smile: "In this way, at the end of the year, we will go to shoot the cover of the magazine together to see if we can push you to the brand spokesperson next year, and Bulgari has lowered the endorsement threshold." ”

"The brand spokesperson is too exaggerated! In fact, if you help me get the current spokesperson of Huaguo, I am already very content, and I don't have to be so troublesome."

"In two years, these luxury titles will be worthless, and when the time comes, everyone will be spokespersons, and the things compared will become those real treatments, so it's really not too much to get a spokesperson next year."

"Three years of internal entertainment in the era of traffic is a big change, and my 18 years of double luxury seemed unprecedented at the time, but it is actually the same now."

Cheng Xiao bit his chopsticks and looked at Lin Qingyuan, "Oh, okay, then what magazine are you going to take me to?" ”

"How's ELLE December?"

Lin Qingyuan learned from Yan Jun that Xiao Fei, who has not photographed any fashion magazines since February last year, has recently been in contact with blue-blooded luxury GUCCI.

To put it simply, his team tried to get him to win the title of GUCCI and appear on the ELLE2022 New Year's cover, announcing Xiao Fei's restart in the fashion industry.

Of course, Lin Qingyuan is not happy to let him return to the fashion circle so easily, although it is difficult to card him for a lifetime, but it is okay to grab cakes and delay time.

He has no opinion on Xiao Fei himself, it is said that he has a good reputation in the industry, and he is very polite and does not play a big name, but who let the capital behind Xiao Fei be his enemy?

"Huh?" Cheng Xiao was stunned.

"Can I still get on ELLE?"

You must know that even if you add all the 90 flowers and 95 flowers together, there are only Zhou Qiuyu, Di Lieba, Zhang Tianai, Chunxia, Guli Naza, Lin Yun, Yang Caiyu, Zhong Chuxi, Yang Zi, Qiao Xin and Guan Xiaotong (in order of gold content) Eleven people, this is really not a magazine that idols can be on.

"Actually, it's very simple, I'll take you on it."

"You're so nice!" Cheng Xiao got up and pounced directly and hugged Lin Qingyuan tightly, she was empty and didn't wear anything, and the arc of the looming bean and the stone page was squeezed into various shapes on Lin Qingyuan's body.

Lin Qingyuan quietly looked away, he was going to shoot magazines later, but he couldn't miss his work.

The October issue of Vogue was mainly filmed on a small boat on the banks of the River Thames.

The vista is Tower Bridge, a British landmark.

The shooting process was also quite easy and smooth.

As Yan Jun expected, Vogue UK shooting is not much different from other regions.

If Vogue is good at causing topics and discussions, Italian Vogue has a very artistic visual impact, and French Vogue is the closest to fashion itself.

Then British VOGUE pays more attention to the commitment of social responsibility, and the visual effect is more elegant.

Lin Qingyuan has personally participated in these four VOGUE books, so he has a lot to say on this topic.

In fact, if you look at the fashion they interpret according to the public aesthetics, they don't shoot well.

However, it is understandable, after all, the more influential the magazine, the more things the editor-in-chief needs to consider.

The fashion displayed by Vogue in the UK, France, the United States and Italy is not as pure as it was a few decades ago.

The fashion blockbuster was shot from morning to afternoon, and the result was very satisfying to the British editor-in-chief.

Sure enough, as other editors-in-chief said, Lin has been improving in recent years, and there is no obvious gap between his fashion expression and that of top supermodels.

In the evening, after finding a Chinese restaurant with a good local reputation in London and having dinner, Lin Qingyuan took Cheng Xiao to Cambridge by car, where the dream began.

In September, the English town is slightly cool at night, with single-digit temperatures and cool evening breezes, so many passers-by tighten their collars for fear of coming into contact with the wind.

"The miracle crew is actually quite fun, everyone has a good personality, there is no drama and no competition and conflict, and then there are not many NG times, as long as the time is not tight, the shooting atmosphere is naturally relaxed." Lin Qingyuan walked along the street while chatting with Cheng Xiao about what he had experienced in the past few months.

"How does it compare to our play?" Cheng Xiao held a cup of hot coffee in both hands to keep warm, and walked beside Lin Qingyuan step by step.

Lin Qingyuan thought for a while and said: "The operation of the miracle crew is a little more mature, and life events are still relatively immature, after all, they are rookie directors." ”

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, you seem to have been supporting new directors lately, right? Are you planning to sign them directly into Ruiyuan? Cheng Xiao asked.

Lin Qingyuan nodded, "I have this idea, but I'm actually learning from Liu Dehua, although I can go directly to cooperate with the director in commercial films now, but in the future, there will always be fresh blood to add in." ”

"So if I can build a relationship with this group of new directors who have ideas but lack opportunities as soon as possible, it may be very helpful for my future career as an actor."

"Haven't you considered becoming a director yourself?"

"I did have this kind of idea, but it was really difficult to really implement it, there was no way, after all, I am not a genius who understands everything, filming and directing are completely different things, unless I find someone to help me."

Lin Qingyuan is really curious about how those god-man protagonists managed to do all the original IP, screenwriters, directors and actors in one stop, which is really incredible.

At least in his opinion, the intensity of self-directing and acting alone is already very scary, and as a result, you still have to do the work of a screenwriter, which is an exaggeration.

"In this case, it is indeed necessary to have a good relationship with the director in advance." Cheng Xiao nodded to himself.

Although the topic of conversation is very ordinary and casual, as long as I am with him, I am already very happy, let alone in Cambridge, a place that has no meaning.

Thinking like this, Cheng Xiao gradually hooked the corners of his mouth, and even the steps under his feet became much more cheerful.

Lin Qingyuan smiled secretly in his heart when he saw this, he only felt that his girlfriend was very cute like this, and then leaned a little closer to her.

He feels that he has too many thoughts and too many concerns, so he likes to be around cute people, which will probably make him a little more lively and cute.

"What about you? After coming to Ruiyuan next year, I will give you the best team configuration, and there should be a lot of opportunities to participate in the show, and you can dance to your heart's content. ”

"Clams? It's true that my hobby is dancing, but that doesn't mean I want to dance every day! Cheng Xiao turned his head to look ahead with a proud face, I don't know if it was Lin Qingyuan's illusion, and felt that his voice seemed to have become a little smaller, "If you can, I actually hope that you can accompany me more, I think I'm quite well-behaved to tell the truth."

"I know, but are you really so clingy to me?" Lin Qingyuan tilted his head and looked at her with a mocking expression.

"It's just that I'm used to fishing, so I don't want to work now, can't I?!" Cheng Xiao's voice raised a few points, and the speed of his speech also increased a lot.

"Daba! I, Lin Qingyuan, like to say no to those who are self-righteous! Lin Qingyuan put his hands on his chest, "If you don't work, you can't support yourself." ”

"You raise me! How? You still don't want to? Cheng Xiao frowned slightly, looking like he would bite if the answer given by Lin Qingyuan didn't satisfy her.

Lin Qingyuan glanced at her, "Yes, anyway, with my current income situation, it is not a burden to raise an extra humanoid house hamster, two cats and a lizard." ”

"Heh~" Cheng Xiao chuckled.

You're done tonight, and I'm going to drain you!

"It always feels like you're thinking about something that's dangerous for me." Lin Qingyuan suddenly held Cheng Xiao's hand, "Sister Tong, is it too late for me to apologize?" ”

Cheng Xiao didn't rush to reply, but opened his fingers very tacitly and let Lin Qingyuan embed them along her fingers, until the two of them clasped their fingers, so that the warm heat, which was completely different from the hot coffee, quickly spread from the palm of his hand to the bottom of his heart unimpeded.

Cheng Xiao twisted her somewhat hot face to the side, not wanting Lin Qingyuan to see her current expression, so after walking quietly for a while, she held back a smile and said, "That. I'm afraid it's too late~"

"Huh?" Lin Qingyuan pretended to be shocked.

Cheng Xiao took a deep breath, then raised his chin slightly, "If the apology is useful, then why do you need to investigate?" As long as you do something wrong, you will be held responsible. ”

Lin Qingyuan felt that she seemed to want to look like a proud and elegant white swan, but in fact, Lin Qingyuan felt that the tsundere cat seemed to be more suitable for her.

"Then how can I get Sister Tong to forgive me?" He also held back a smile and continued to ask.

"I don't know." Cheng Xiaodong looked around at the classical buildings on both sides of the road, trying to divert his attention to this, but after trying for a while, he found that he couldn't do it at all, because Lin Qingyuan was holding her hand hard, and she was chatting with Lin Qingyuan.

"That's it" Lin Qingyuan's thoughts turned, he suddenly stopped, pointed to the shop window on the side of the street and said with a smile: "Is this okay?" ”

"Huh?"

Cheng Xiao looked in the direction of his finger and saw a portrait in the window, and the content of the portrait seemed to be a selfie of the two of them? That's right!

"How did you do that?" Her eyes opened slightly, and she looked back at Lin Qingyuan with a smile on her face in some surprise.

"I found a photo of us and printed it out and framed it, and then when I was shooting magazines during the day today, I asked someone to put it here." Lin Qingyuan was very satisfied with Cheng Xiao's reaction, and his painstaking arrangement was in vain.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about."

"You just need to use a little brain, just like that night in Qingdao, when you are wandering outside, you can give you a little surprise, I still won't treat this kind of thing casually." Lin Qingyuan raised his hands to hold Cheng Xiao's face, and carefully looked at her who was extremely serious at this moment.

Her pupils were full of rippling spring water, and he seemed to be able to see the girl budding and waiting to be released.

"A little bit of brains?" Cheng Xiao was obviously so happy in his heart, but he still pretended not to be satisfied.

"That's right." Lin Qingyuan raised his eyebrows.

"Then I only like you a little." After Cheng Xiao looked at Lin Qingyuan's eyes for a while, he looked away a little shyly, but he seemed to feel that his performance just now was embarrassing, so he forcibly moved his gaze back.

The two looked at each other again and again, looking at the delicate and squeamish beautiful girl in front of him, Lin Qingyuan couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and then couldn't help but laugh in a low voice, "Xiao Xiao, are you really so cute?" ”

"I'm not cute, I'm boring." Cheng Xiao tried hard to put away the smile on his face, and said hard: "In addition to daily eating and sleeping, during the rest time, it is to play games, watch movies, chase dramas, pet cats and feed lizards, and even golf is only three minutes of heat, do you think this kind of life is very interesting?" ”

"Interesting! How is it not interesting? Lin Qingyuan leaned down and rubbed the tip of Cheng Xiao's nose, "And you can say these words seriously, it's already cute, okay?" ”

"I forgive you." Cheng Xiao was happy in his heart, and decided to spare Lin Qingyuan's life tonight and not squeeze him dry.

"Huh? Forgive me what? Lin Qingyuan was a little confused.

"Ahem, nothing." Cheng Xiao pretended to be calm.

"Tell me, okay?"

"Not good."

Lin Qing pretended to sigh: "Alas~ It seems that when our Xiao Xiao grows up, he also has a little secret that he doesn't want to share with others!" Sure enough, it's still the original 18-year-old who just became an adult with a fleshy face, and will call my brother's Xiao Cheng Xiao cute."

"You don't look like an oil cake? My phone is not even guarded against you, and you still say these things." Cheng Xiaojiao said angrily.

She felt that calling Lin Qingyuan's brother was a black history that would make her feel ashamed, so she naturally didn't want to be mentioned.

"Don't you know my phone password?"

"But I'm not the only one who knows!"

"But for now, for the time being, you are the only one who knows my current backup password~"

Although Lin Qingyuan didn't care much about his girlfriend looking at his mobile phone, after all, he thought that there was nothing unsightly in it, but since they didn't ask, he naturally wouldn't take the initiative to tell them.

"Oh, that's fine." Cheng Xiao couldn't hold back his laughter, and he held Lin Qingyuan's hand a lot harder.

"So changing your face is also part of expression management?"

"Or else?" Cheng Xiao was hard at the mouth.

"Then why didn't I learn it in the first place?"

"That means you're not professional enough."

"Taught, taught."

“.”

Holding hands, the two walked and chatted along this classic British street, passing one bar, restaurant after another.

The bits and pieces left in the UK four years ago are being recovered little by little, which is indeed a little nostalgic.

(End of chapter)