Before getting off the car, Xia Bohe memorized the introductions of all the characters.
Silently recited it once for Luo Tianlin to listen to, which attracted his admiration in his dark eyes.
"But brother Luo, let me tell you in secret, I'm a little face-blind, and I've recited all the words, but I may not be able to match the numbers."
"..."
Luo Tianlin's thin lips were stunned, and it took half a salary to smear a smile, "It's okay. If you see it a few times, you will be right."
The Bentley car stopped at the gate of the manor.
A team of professional waiters, dressed in neat three-piece suits and white gloves, opened the rear door for them.
Luo Tianlin didn't move.
Chen Xin in the front seat stepped out first, and a burst of flashing lights came on.
It was the media reporters who came to the scene.
But Chen Xin quickly ordered the security personnel of the two cars behind to come down, separated the reporters and prohibited them from filming.
"Who is it? You can't take pictures." In Xinjiang Entertainment's reporter team, a man with glasses asked curiously the old seniors around him.
"The current Luo family..." The old reporter gave him a thumbs up, "He does not accept any interviews, and he is not allowed to publish photos."
"Huh? So exaggerated?" The young reporter didn't understand.
The captain of the security personnel, who had already turned back to the rear door of the Bentley, bent down respectfully, and seemed to whisper to the people inside before he stepped out with a long leg stretched out in suit trousers.
Luo Tianlin is slender and tall, and he keeps fit all year round. He wears a custom-made suit, tailor-made, with only the middle button buttoned, leaving the upper and lower buttons undone. on the ground.
Because all journalists are not allowed to press the camera.
The camera flashes that had been flashing before were gone, and there were only light posts arranged at random intervals on both sides of the stone road in front of the manor.
His whole body is almost hidden in the place where the dark color meets the light color.
The lamp post slanted on his stern face, casting a ray of light on it, which made his face smooth yet rigid.
There is a row of security guards, assistants, and waiters all around, all dressed in formal suits and dresses that fit the pomp of the host's family.
People rely on clothes, and everyone is full of energy, which should not be underestimated.
But as soon as Luo Tianlin appeared, these people became the foil.
They were all rendered unremarkable by him, and their momentum was completely lost.
"Fuck!" A young reporter from the Xinjiang Evening News burst out, "It's no wonder I had to take pictures!"
A man who looks like this is at the level of an actor!
"He's no worse than Zhou Weize who went in just now! If they stand together..."
It's really hard to say who is the actor!
The old reporter chuckled, "You seem familiar today, remember Mr. Luo's appearance, and put down the camera when you see Mr. Luo in the future, otherwise you will suffer if the security comes up."
The young reporter hurriedly responded.
Do you still remember such an outstanding appearance
But he only dared to complain in his heart.
He glanced to the side, and those female reporters were already looking crazy.
No wonder when we first arrived today, all the female reporters were rushing to the front row, with and without cameras rushing forward.
This is not only waiting for Zhou Weize, but also Mr. Luo, right
The young reporter thought for a while, but had no time to think about it.
Because of the parking lot in front of him, after getting out of the car, the stern and emperor-like Luo Tianlin buttoned up the top of his suit and didn't move forward. Instead, he stood on the side of the car door and stretched out his arm to the inside of the car in a gentlemanly manner.
In a blink of an eye, a slender hand that was shining white under the street lamp lightly rested on his palm.
Smallness falls over wideness.
The young reporter only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and saw the beautiful legs that were shining white and stepped on full-diamond high-heeled shoes, gracefully drawing a small arc, and stepping out of the dark car sill.
Like a phoenix, the king of all birds in the forest, the skirt with diamond feathers flutters on the ground.