As soon as Ni Bingyan got on the plane, she saw the foreigner sitting next to her, but her mind was full of the book that Sang Yuan gave her, and when she saw that the person looked serious, she didn't look easy to deal with, so she simply didn't see it.

I didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to say hello.

Ni Bingyan was a little surprised, but he covered it up in the blink of an eye.

The opportunity to go abroad is rare, and you should cherish the opportunity to practice speaking with foreigners.

Besides, it was during Fashion Week recently, and those who went there in the first class were likely to be "related to each other" in the entertainment industry, so it would not hurt to get to know each other more.

Ni Bingyan thought so, put down the middle baffle, and handed over the book in his hand:

"It's okay sir, happiness needs to be shared, and good books should be even more so, I've finished reading this book, I can lend it to you for a while."

The man carefully confirmed the title of the book, then chuckled and waved his hand to refuse: "No, I've read it many times."

Ni Bingyan's eyes lit up, and he immediately started to speak:

"So, what do you think of this book? We might be able to talk. You know, it's going to be many hours before we get there."

The man laughed, his gray-blue eyes glowing with gentleness, and the stern blink that rejected people thousands of miles away dissipated:

"Before I talk about this, I think I should introduce myself as a polite person. My name is Alain Cassel, and you can call me Alain."

Seeing that he handed over a business card very formally, Ni Bingyan hurriedly took it with both hands.

remembered that before leaving, Wei Shujie specially stuffed her with a box of business cards, took out another one from her bag, and gave it back to the other party.

Alain also took it with both hands.

"Oh! Ni, you turned out to be an actor!"

Ni Bingyan smiled embarrassedly, stretched out his hand and made a small gesture, and said modestly, "To be precise, it's just a little actor."

Alain smiled and lowered his head to put her business card into his business card holder.

He has chestnut curly hair, as well as these long eyelashes, this bow, Ni Bingyan unconsciously remembered a poem in his mind: the most is the gentleness of the bowed head, like a water lotus, not too shy of the cool breeze.

Stop, stop!

This thought is terrible!

picked up the other party's business card and looked at it, only to see that in addition to his name, phone number, email address, and his occupation.

Jewelry designer?

Sounds pretty cool.

After the two officially met, they talked about the previous ones, and they were a little more eager.

After chatting, the two talked about French literature, art, movies and other things.

Ni Bingyan didn't expect that his French was already like this, and he couldn't help but silently give himself thirty-two likes.

Alan was surprised by Ni Bingyan's breadth of knowledge, and was happy to meet such a lady who had taste and understood herself.

If it weren't for seeing her wearing a ring and knowing that she was not single, with Alain's style of acting, I am afraid that he would immediately pursue her.

However, even if you can't be a couple, you can be friends~

Alain didn't feel the slightest burden in his heart.

After all, couples can break up at any time, and couples often divorce, only friends, always there.

"Ni, are you going to New York Fashion Week this time?"

Now at this juncture, 99% of the actresses who go to New York are for this, and there is nothing to hide, Ni Bingyan said that he was invited to the show to endorse the lipstick and makeup of the D family.

can endorse such an international brand, she can't be just a small actor as she said.

Thinking about this, Alain immediately smiled and revealed some more information about himself:

"Oh~ Their designs have always been very soulful, and to tell you the truth, I ended my trip to New York early this time, and I was also invited by a friend to do some jewelry preparations for him."

Both of them opened up the conversation, and Ni Bingyan wanted to ask him a lot about jewelry.

Alain was also stingy, teaching her many fashion classics, as well as jewelry selection techniques.

Ni Bingyan reciprocated the favor and saw that he was interested in traditional Chinese culture, so he told him a lot of things related to Chinese painting.

Speaking of excitement, he also promised to return to China and mail him the album he had just published.

The two talked happily all the way, until the plane arrived at the station and saw the bright sun outside the window, Ni Bingyan drank half a bottle of water and said goodbye to Alan with a smile.

She talked too much and she felt her mouth a little dry.

But it's great to have a companion along the way, who can not only practice speaking with her, but also help her increase her knowledge!

Leaving the airport and arriving at the hotel that had been booked a long time ago, the group seized the time to reverse the jet lag.

When I woke up, I found a place to eat, and then I started to dress up and go out to shoot on the street.

The New York Fashion Week lasted for six days, and there were dozens of catwalks alone, and Ni Bingyan couldn't go there.

The specific ones to participate in, long before departure, the brokerage company had already decided for her.

For Miss Kuotai, participating in Fashion Week is to buy and buy, but for celebrities, this is a kind of work, and they can't do what they want.

Ni Bingyan has a good figure, good looks and tall enough, and with the help of Chen Daolin and Cheng Yan, the street photos taken on the first day were very successful, and they looked very natural.

As a result, without waiting for Wei Shujie to fix the picture and post it on Weibo, the photos taken by passers-by were on the hot search first.

I saw that in the photo, Ni Bingyan was wearing a black gauze dress, pretending to walk forward casually, Duan Muli was standing behind the side with a reflector, and Cheng Yan was squatting in front of the side with a camera.

is obviously a very serious work scene, but when it was filmed by passers-by, it became inexplicably joyful.

[Hahaha!] Sister Bing is really pretending to be so serious! ]

[One thing to say, even if the passerby dies in the scene, my Sister Bing's appearance still has nothing to say.] ]

[Is it only me who thinks this dress looks good?] The outside is covered with light yarn, and the long legs are looming, and there is a kind of beauty that is not revealed. ]

……

Several members of the team looked at each other when they saw the hot search.

"Sister Wei, are you still sending it?"

Ni Bingyan hadn't encountered this situation yet, so he hurriedly asked Wei Shujie.

"Hair, why don't you send it? How can we take good photos of passers-by."

The work plan was disrupted, Wei Shujie was full of black lines, and he still posted on Weibo as usual.

However, instead of pretending to be a passer-by with a trumpet, he went directly to the official Weibo; I didn't use the retouched drawing, but the original drawing; I didn't use the pre-designed text, but changed it to-

"Well, since you have discovered the photo, you can only send it out, and millions of retouchers haven't had time to invite it, so angry!"

Then the haha party had another round, and it was as happy as a holiday.

"Sister Wei YYDS~"

Seeing that it was just a small operation, the licking screen was satisfied, and the funny one was also satisfied, Ni Bingyan really admired Sister Wei so much.

"Forget it, let's go to dinner first, go back to the room and sleep early, and I'll participate in the opening show tomorrow!"