Mr. Lu gasped when he got the answer.
Luo Mingxin? !
Generally speaking, various circles communicate with each other. I want your fame, you want his power, and he wants my money... The exchange of interests is nothing more than that.
It's easy to do things anywhere if you get to know each other well, so people generally don't engage in such tricks. As long as they are top-notch figures in a certain circle, they can gain respect from the upper class.
But the entertainment industry has some exceptions in this chain of interests.
In addition to their own industry circle, everyone will more or less have a few colleagues or friends outside the industry. But no matter which circle people are in, they only have reservations about people in the entertainment circle, and they don't openly have close contacts, all because they don't have the right to privacy.
You have a meal with your friends to exchange feelings. If you have a meal with a celebrity, the next day the media will be able to make up a hundred inside reasons why you have a meal.
So this is why entertainment stars cooperate with others a lot, but even if outsiders hear that there are high-status fans who pursue stars, they seldom hear of who becomes friends with stars... Even if it is rare occasionally, it is only quietly. Will tell others, so as not to disturb the lives of friends.
After finding a few more people to ask for advice, Mr. Lu quickly found the corner where Ye Shuang and Luo Mingxin were talking.
Ye Shuang heard someone asking her name when she was still some distance away from Mr. Lu. Of course, she had already chatted with Luo Mingxin about other topics. Quietly lead to the recent more and more excessive things about his agent.
"It turns out that Ms. Ye did it on purpose to save the scene." After listening to a few words, Mr. Lu understood that this kind of hype is not only in the entertainment industry, but even in the business circle.
For example, he himself has encountered many things such as female celebrities sprained their feet in front of him, the car stalled, and he forgot to bring his mobile phone.
And the result of Feng Feng’s helping hand is that the next day, the only son of the jewelry crocodile and the secret relationship between xx are overwhelmingly publicized... After being taken advantage of by others when he was young and ignorant, Mr. Lu didn’t learn to be good until the later stage. The realm of falling down in front of oneself and not helping, turning a corner and passing calmly.
Luo Mingxin was startled by Mr. Lu who suddenly made a sound behind him, and quickly understood, turned around and smiled: "Master Lu laughed, my contract with the company is about to expire, and in the recent period... Anyway, it may be nothing in the future Come and cooperate. Now let’s trouble it a little bit.”
Mr. Lu walked up to Ye Shuang and handed him a glass of red wine to replace the empty glass in the other party's hand. After doing all this naturally and smoothly, he smiled at the two of them: "It's nothing, I know all the reporters who came. The housekeeper will check the camera. The mobile phone is also handed in before entering the door... As long as you don’t go on a private date with others to go to other places after leaving this door, I am confident that I can still take care of this little problem.”
"Master Lu's employees are really well-trained." Ye Shuang flattered her with a smile: "If I didn't know that casual photos are not taken here, I would really feel a little uncomfortable."
Luo Mingxin smiled wryly, he saw Mr. Lu's glance just now, and there was a clear warning in his eyes, "Don't take advantage of other people's good intentions to help you block the gun!" in his gaze.
It goes without saying who the target of the warning is. He is looking at himself, and it is Ye Shuang who came here to take care of him. Isn't the target obvious? !
Luo Mingxin looked at the little beauty next to Young Master Lu who had already started talking with him, smiling innocently, and sighed silently - he was actually forced to show favor. I don't know how I will be asked to repay in the future. Why is Mao now taking the blame for exploiting "innocent people"? !
After the first guests had chatted and exchanged with each other, when everyone had rested, the dance party in the hall was announced to begin.
Those who want to dance can feel free, and those who are not interested can go to the lawn in the yard to continue chatting and playing games with friends. There are water seats in the lawn and the hall. However, the interior of the villa is dominated by exquisite meals, while the lawn is mostly grilled fruits, and there is even a chef standing next to the grill that has been erected, waiting to serve gentlemen and ladies at any time.
Ye Shuang gave up the red wine to try cherry brandy, and by the way sat at the flowing water table to taste all kinds of exquisite pastries. She paid attention to her manners, although she ate a lot, it didn't make people feel indecent. He would change places from time to time, and no one at the banquet would pay attention to how much others ate, but those who kept paying attention to Ye Shuang would inevitably feel stomachaches.
Mr. Lu went to greet other guests, and Luo Mingxin was finally taken by the paparazzi to interview him. Of course, it wasn't these two people who paid attention to Ye Shuang, but the little artist who was brought in by Luo Tianwang and then turned away.
Look around. I don’t know the famous and wealthy family, and the so-called senior brother was taken to interview again. In a blink of an eye, I couldn’t find anyone and didn’t say anything. When I asked the waiter in the villa, he shook his head and refused to reveal the whereabouts of the king... No matter how ignorant the little artist is, he knows that this is someone who beat him. Say hello, even if you want to rub your thighs, don't even think about it tonight.
No one cares about it. Aggrieved and bored, the little artist looked around and accidentally noticed Ye Shuang who had been eating...
At the very beginning, the little artist was actually attracted by Ye Shuang's demeanor. Even if a person like her is a newcomer, she knows the basics of observing others. If you pay more attention to the traces, the little artist will naturally be curious about the identity of the other party.
At first, she just noticed that this seemingly well-known socialite came to the dining table and picked up a piece of pastry as if she had no interest in the dance.
The slender fingers that are as white as jade are not eclipsed even under the soft contrast of the cakes, and there is also that elegant and natural posture, pink and attractive lips, and the eyes that occasionally lift up to sweep the crowd in the hall...
The little artist was a little fascinated by it, every movement and every stillness of the other party seemed to be as beautiful and elegant as a painting, and the feminine charm exuded by his gestures made people admire, if he could imitate it well... So anyway, he couldn't find Luo Mingxin, The little artist just stared at Ye Shuang fascinatedly.
Look, look, look again... From the pastry table to the midpoint table, and then to the cold food table, barbecue table, and wine table, it is almost equivalent to a little artist who has learned the eating etiquette of each meal and finally found something wrong.
She was actually eating all the time! ! !
The little artist swallowed, blinked and lowered his gaze to Ye Shuang's flat abdomen in disbelief, and then stared there for half a minute in disbelief—fuck, this is unscientific!
How much stomach capacity can that slender waist have? ! What this person ate just now must have weighed at least a dozen catties, okay
Ye Shuang said that she digested quickly and didn't eat dinner. People who are dizzy from hunger can't afford it. Fortunately, the food in Mr. Lu's house is of a good standard, and it's rare for her picky tongue to be so satisfied.
Maybe he was too shocked and lost his mind, but when he came back to his senses, the little artist found that he had stood next to Ye Shuang at some point.
Ye Shuang blinked her eyes in confusion, looked at the little artist and then at the cake on her own plate, thinking about saying hello: "Cheesecake? The taste is superb."
"..." The heat is also superb.
The little artist simply looked up at Ye Shuang's delicate and uneven figure, and shook his head in awe: "No thanks, I'm on a diet."
"Hehe..." Ye Shuang smiled indifferently.
The diet of modern people is getting better and better. Unless you are lazy, few people may experience the experience of starvation. Instead, there is nowhere to consume excess calories, which leads to high blood pressure and high blood sugar.
However, Ye Shuang's situation is the opposite of ordinary people's distress. After all, her genetic evolution is high. Among other things, for example, her body looks fine, but the calories required for muscle and bone density are a big waste. Accidentally hungry and weak hands and feet, that kind of experience is not too embarrassing. Once, Yao Zhixing misunderstood that she was not in good health... Would a woman who can beat twenty or thirty big men in a minute be in bad health? !
At that time, Yao Zhixing's younger brother Ye Shuang almost didn't want to recall the expression on his face, all of them were tangled and twisted like they had eaten something bad.
But now she has learned how to be good. She has a lot of snacks, candies and chocolates in her backpack trousers pocket for a long time, and she can eat a little to replenish her energy if she has nothing to do...
Seeing Ye Shuang turned back and continued to eat gracefully, the little artist who was left alone was embarrassed.
Why did you come here by yourself? ! Seeing people eat a cake up close and then walk back? It might make people unhappy if they don't talk about embarrassment... But how about a few words? ! People seem to have no intention of talking to themselves at all.
After Ye Shuang ate the cheesecake, she turned around and found that the person was still there, and her face was full of hesitation but she was very conflicted, so she couldn't help asking: "... May I ask you something?"
The little artist came back to his senses and was frightened. He thought it was the mysterious celebrity who was angry, subconsciously took two steps back and waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, I..."
Before he finished speaking, the table next to the champagne tower was accidentally bumped by the little entertainer, and a champagne glass tilted to this side with a clatter.
Ye Shuang also didn't come back to her senses. Seeing that the little artist's face turned pale in an instant and was about to be drowned by the wine glass, she didn't even think about taking a step forward, embracing the opponent's waist, sliding back and retreating. At the same time as the sound kept ringing, the little artist's eyes blurred, and the next moment he found that both of them had retreated to a safe distance.
Mr. Lu and the guests were startled by the sound, and when they turned their heads to pay attention to it by coincidence, they saw Ye Shuang who was still calmly standing beside the shards of the wine glass, and Ye Shuang knelt down on the ground after letting go of his hands Little entertainer.
Ye Shuang blinked, ignoring everyone's eyes, and the only thought that flashed in her mind was - Hey, why is this scene so familiar? !
small theater:
An Zining: Does anyone remember me? I gave away a house.
Chen He: Does anyone remember me? I was kicked away.
Little artist: I, I, I don't have a house...
Ye Shuang: It is also possible to make a promise with your body.
Luo Mingxin [Mania: What did you do again? ! ! !