The sun rose as usual, Zhou Cheng got up as usual, and when he changed into his morning exercise equipment and walked to the yard, he saw Gu Xintong, who was in a state of mind, also walking out of his room, and his eyes were dark.

"Brother Tong, why are you so haggard, it can't be that you are sick." Zhou Cheng reached out and touched Gu Xintong's forehead, wanting to test her body temperature, but she reached out to open it.

"I lost sleep last night." Gu Xintong replied weakly.

Hearing that it was just insomnia, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but joke: "Insomnia? This is not your Brother Tong's usual style. ”

"You haven't had insomnia?" Gu Xintong glanced at him.

Zhou Cheng shook his head, and instead of answering Gu Xintong's words, he asked, "Let's talk about it, because of what insomnia?" ”

"It's not like I'm going to accompany you to the premiere today, it's my first time at such an event, what do I wear? What kind of makeup to wear? What should I do at the premiere? If an artist encounters such an occasion in the future, how should I arrange it for her? I thought about it all night, and the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sleep. ”

"That's all?" Zhou Cheng couldn't help but smile and looked at Gu Xintong and asked.

Gu Xintong looked at Zhou Cheng puzzled: "Yes, aren't these all things that an agent should consider?" ”

"Yes, not all." Zhou Cheng restrained his smile and explained to Gu Xintong: "You still have to consider what clothes and jewelry artists wear?" I still need to communicate with the organizer in advance, how many appearances will it be? Is there a group photo session? If you want to take a group photo, how should you stand when taking a group photo, do you need to find a familiar photographer to follow in advance and process the photo as soon as possible? ……”

"Brother Cheng, you speak slowly, I'll take notes......"

Gu Xintong wanted to return to the room to record his small notebook, but was pulled by Zhou Cheng: "You don't have to remember it today, the most important task now is to accompany me to go for a run, and after all my thoughts are empty, I will make up for sleep, and I will take you to buy a dress in the afternoon and make a head... You don't need to do this hairstyle... We are not allowed to do it, otherwise we will not buy clothes. ”

"Okay, you wait for me to change my clothes. Ten kilometers today, who instigates who is a puppy. ”

In the end, Zhou Cheng still failed to complete the challenge of ten kilometers, and returned to his nest amid Gu Xintong's ridicule all the way.

Gu Xintong, who had also exercised, took a short rest after breakfast, slept for a while, and walked out of the room refreshed until almost eleven o'clock at noon.

"Let's go, I'll take you to lunch, and then I'll try on the dress."

"Brother Cheng, do you really want to wear a dress?" Seeing Zhou Cheng mention this matter again, Gu Xintong hesitated, she had been dressed as a boy since she was a child, and she really hadn't worn a dress.

"Of course, today is a formal occasion, if you haven't felt it as an agent, how will you direct the artists in your hands in the future?"

"Dresses must be very expensive, I heard that a set can cost tens of thousands." Gu Xintong hesitated.

Zhou Cheng glanced at her: "You are not a star, you don't need to buy such an expensive one." Besides, I have acquaintances, so I can be cheaper. ”

"Acquaintances?" Hearing Zhou Cheng's words, Gu Xintong's eyes lit up: "Brother Cheng, are you an acquaintance in the fashion industry?" Can you introduce me to me? ”

Zhou Cheng once again apologized for Gu Xintong's "I won't introduce you to you, what are you taking you for." ”

At noon, after a brief lunch, Zhou Cheng took Gu Xintong, who looked curious, to an old building located on Fuchengmenwai Street near Beilishi Road, and took a "squeaky" elevator to prepare to go up to the sixth floor.

In the elevator, Zhou Cheng looked at Gu Xintong's sharp short hair, he didn't know what to remember, and couldn't help but shiver: "I suddenly feel that I shouldn't let you know her." ”

"Why?"

"Because she's just as short-haired as you are."

"Short hair?" Gu Xintong asked in surprise, but Zhou Cheng did not answer.

After the elevator stopped and the door opened, Gu Xintong saw the short-haired girl in Zhou Cheng's mouth.

Gu Xintong's short hair belongs to the Korean style of refreshing short hair, with her thin face and tall figure, it is refreshing and vibrant. The short hair of the girl in front of her is dyed dark brown, long and short to the pinna, with a strong sense of layering texture, it is also more handsome and soft.

Just when Gu Xintong was guessing what the relationship between this girl and Zhou Cheng was, Zhou Cheng beside him had already opened his arms to greet him: "Qian Duoduo, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you." ”

"I miss you too." The girl also looked at Zhou Cheng with a smile, and when his arms were about to approach her, she used her right fist to come up on Zhou Cheng's stomach.

"You're hitting me again......"

"What I said last time, you have to call your sister when you meet, otherwise you will fight once you meet." The girl moved her wrist and stretched out her right hand to Gu Xintong, who was stunned on the side: "Hello, my name is Qian Duo, the flower of flowers." ”

"Hello, I'm Gu Xintong."

Zhou Cheng has always thought that he is a long-haired controller, whether it is Li Jiaqi or the girls he has been with before, they are all long-haired. Gu Xintong is an exception, and Zhou Cheng still treats her as a buddy. Zhou Cheng is a little worried about short-haired girls from the bottom of his heart, or it can be said that he has some psychological shadows. The main reason is the woman in front of her, this woman who is called "Qian Duoduo" by Zhou Cheng.

"I'm this kid's cousin, it's nice to meet you, this is my studio." Qian Duo obviously ignored Zhou Cheng, who was still holding his stomach and pretending to be in pain, and took Gu Xintong to an office not far from the elevator.

"You're only two years older than me......" Zhou Cheng muttered, and was swallowed back by Qian Duo's threatening look.

Zhou Cheng once said that the women of the Zhou family are very strong. This can be reflected from Zhou Ya and Zhou Qian, and even Zhou Cheng's cousin Qian Duo is an extremely strong girl.

When Zhou Cheng was just one year old, Zhou Kezhi was busy with work, and Lin Li had just been transferred to Yanjing, and often put Zhou Cheng at his aunt's house for foster care. Qian Duo, who was two years older than Zhou Cheng at that time, had been bullying Zhou Cheng since he was a child, and it was not until Zhou Ya came back from her hometown that she cleaned up Qian Duo to save Zhou Cheng from her clutches. It's just that Qian Duo still finds excuses to bully him from time to time, and because Zhou Cheng doesn't call her sister, this excuse is the most common.

Qian Duo's studio is not large, only forty or fifty square meters, in the center is a huge conference table, on which some drawings and fabrics are placed messily, and against the north wall is a wall of clothing, all kinds, including many dresses.

"Qian Duoduo specializes in fashion design, and it seems that he got a master's degree at the International Fashion Institute in France last year."

"What do you mean, I got it, oh, isn't that my certificate?" Qian Duo gestured to a computer in the corner.

"Hurry up and help her find a dress, we still have to attend the premiere at four o'clock." Zhou Cheng pretended not to see the change of topic. In his generation, whether it is Zhou Ya, Zhou Qian or this Qian Duo, they all have a master's degree or above, and they often use their academic qualifications to ridicule him.

Qian Duo looked at Gu Xintong's height and body shape, took out a set of light blue clothes from the hanger on the side and handed it to her: "Inside is the dressing room, you can try this one." I didn't expect this kid Zhou Cheng to report to me that your measurements and height are quite accurate. ”

"That's right, I have a measuring stick in my eyes." Zhou Cheng stretched out his hand and pointed to his eyes, in exchange for a threatening gesture from Gu Xintong clenching his fist, and then he remembered that this girl was not a fuel-efficient lamp.