Ji Mingshu also quickly noticed the bug in the picture. She thought that Cen Sen would not be able to see it so timely, so she clicked "Recall" along with the sentence "Learn more" at the end of the picture, trying to pretend nothing happened.
But within 30 seconds of her withdrawing, paragraphs popped up in the dialog box one after another:
Cen Sen: [What kind of peerless fairy is this?]
Cen Sen: [Skirts are not haute couture, you are]
Cen Sen: [Our little canary baby is really fascinating in terms of business beauty and spending money]
Ji Mingshu: "..."
The rainbow fart that escaped the exclamation mark came out from Cen Sen's pitch-black head, like a cold and mocking mechanical copy, Ji Mingshu couldn't tell for a moment whether he wanted to show his memory or his learning ability.
Cen Sen: [Are you good at learning?]
Ji Mingshu: […]
She understood, this dog man originally wanted to show off :)
The reason why he didn't repeat the last sentence is probably because he felt that he had learned his writing skills well, and he deliberately left it blank to leave room for infinite reverie.
She put down her phone, and said to the clerk with a half-smile, "Sorry, I don't want the tie clip."
Thanks to Cen Sen's offense, Ji Mingshu didn't show mercy at all for the next three days of his high-end weekly itinerary, leaving her gracefully swiping his card wherever he went.
Designers who are cold in front of the stars on weekdays took the initiative to invite her to take a group photo to express their miss for her; the high-level executives also took time out of their busy schedules to invite her, a distinguished guest from China, to have lunch and dinner; Needless to say, if it wasn't the first row of seats, the invitation would never reach her.
Gu Kaiyang was used to the extravagant life of this eldest lady, so he still couldn't help but make a lemony comment - woo woo woo, you can really do whatever you want tvt if you have money!
Gu Kaiyang came to Paris with the magazine team. As the newly promoted deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine, there are a lot of things waiting for her to make up her mind, so she can't break away from the group and act alone.
After the haute couture week event, they still have some reshoot plans and need to stay for an extra day. After all, the group's design will never collapse. It seems that they have lost 100 million yuan if they didn't shoot enough in Paris.
Ji Mingshu originally planned to bring Gu Kaiyang to take a private jet to return home, but Gu Kaiyang couldn't leave, and the plane was already on the maintenance schedule, so she simply let the plane go for maintenance, and she stayed in Paris for an extra day, waiting for Gu Kaiyang to return to China together.
Although they returned to China together, Gu Kaiyang had to rush to work with his colleagues on the plane, so there was no upgrade.
Coincidentally, in the first class, Ji Mingshu and Jiang Chun met again.
Jiang Chun has lost a lot of weight compared to the previous few days. The original round chin has a sharp point, and he didn’t intend to wear it┖I wear a T-shirt and long jeans. Share my feeling of pity.
Ji Mingshu pulled down his sunglasses a little bit, and was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Chun's little face clearly.
She had seen Jiang Chun's facial features before, but this was the first time she saw her without makeup. It turns out that the name was chosen correctly, isn't this just a standard innocent little beauty
Ji Mingshu has always liked beauties, and usually ignores Jiang Chun's nobleness and glamorousness, but now he condescends and teases, "Miss Jiang seems to have a wound in her heart."
Jiang Chun: "..."
Seeing Ji Mingshu, Jiang Chun was not like usual, who could switch to a high-spirited wartime state in a matter of minutes; nor was he like the last time in the hotel lobby, where he would bite Ji Mingshu first regardless of what happened.
She leaned against the back of the chair, exuding a kind of "okay, this abandoned woman can humiliate you however you want" all over her body.
When the flight attendant came to deliver the wine, Ji Mingshu raised his chin slightly in Jiang Chun's direction, "Please give this lady a meal and a glass of midsunmmer breeze, thank you."
Jiang Chun nestled in the seat without any response.
The flight attendant looked at her and then at Ji Mingshu, not knowing whether to respond or not.
Ji Mingshu smiled, "We know each other, let's go."
The flight attendant was a little startled, feeling his heartbeat suddenly speed up.
This is also, too beautiful. Her smile is completely redefining the words "bright eyes and white teeth" and "bright and charming"!
After the flight attendant left calmly, she asked her colleagues in the catering room: Is that beauty in the first-class cabin a celebrity? Why doesn't he know him? Is it because it is not popular? But how could she not be popular for being so beautiful
After a while, all the meals Ji Mingshu ordered for Jiang Chun were served.
The flight attendant also served Ji Mingshu a small piece of dessert, saying that she was invited to try new products.
Ji Mingshu took a sip to save face.
Jiang Chun was sleepy, as if he didn't intend to eat.
Ji Mingshu didn't pay much attention. She doesn't live in the Pacific Ocean, so she likes to eat.
There was silence everywhere, Jiang Chun looked out of the window with a melancholy look on Jiang Daiyu.
After Ji Mingshu finished his snacks, he flipped through the magazines again.
She had already seen the miscellaneous items prepared on the plane. The only thing she hadn't seen was "Zero Degree" by Gu Kaiyang and the others. .
She covered her lips and yawned, put on the blindfold, and got ready to sleep.
The sky outside the window is bright blue, the clouds are at the feet, like large pieces of cotton candy sticking together, the light is thin and hot, and the golden light of the sun in the distance can be faintly seen.
After not hearing the sound of pages turning for a long time, Jiang Chun glanced out of the corner of her eye and found that Ji Mingshu had put on a blindfold and was resting at some point. With a thought, she glanced at the food and wine, and subconsciously licked her lips.
She hasn't eaten well for three or four days, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't have food, but the food is right in front of her eyes, her attention is absorbed by the smell, and her depression has dissipated a lot.
She gently picked up the sandwich and looked at Ji Mingshu again.
Although Ji Mingshu didn't move, he didn't sleep well.
For some reason, she dreamed of Jiang Chun catching traitor Yan, but the people in it were replaced by her and Cen Sen.
In the dream, Cen Sen went deeper and more thoroughly than Yan Zha, he directly squeezed her wrist and pushed it out, watching her fall to the ground, he didn't bother to give her half a look.
Next to her was a group of plastic sisters in the circle watching her jokes, and someone mockingly said: Let her bear it, and serve Xiaosan tea and water in the future, or Cen Sen will kick her out of the house.
——Ji Mingshu woke up from anger.
She pulled off the blindfold and drank half a glass of water in one go. While calming down, she hinted that this was just a dream; at the same time, she couldn't help cursing Cen Sen, a bitch, for not allowing her to be pure in her dreams.
She put down the water glass, turned her head inadvertently, and didn't want to meet Jiang Chun quietly eating a sandwich.
Maybe because he was hungry, Jiang Chun took a big bite. Before she could swallow it, she was choked up again by Ji Mingshu's sudden movement. The sandwich was stuck in her throat, and she covered her lips and coughed violently.
Ji Mingshu just watched Jiang Chun's face flushed from coughing, looking for a tissue while drinking and swallowing, and suddenly chuckled.
Jiang Chun was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and it exploded all of a sudden, "Why are you laughing, isn't it just to eat something? Cough! Cough cough!!!"
Ji Mingshu's mood improved inexplicably. She looked at Jiang Chun with her chin on her cheek and asked, "Do you think you're a little cute?"
"..."
Jiang Chun looked at her with crazy eyes.
Ji Mingshu racked his brains to think of an analogy, "It's like having never been out of the Antarctic, suddenly being able to live in the subtropical zone without being afraid of the cold...but still a clumsy penguin?"
Is there that kind of penguin
Jiang Chun was stunned for two seconds, and finally realized, "Are you trying to call me stupid?"
"No, it's Tu Meng."
Jiang Chun: "..."
Thank you so much for your compliment.
She rolled her eyes angrily, sat upright, and ate her food with confidence.
It takes eleven hours to fly from Paris to Feidi, and Ji Mingshu is bored, catching Jiang Chun from time to time to have fun.
At first, Jiang Chun didn't want to talk to Ji Mingshu very much, but the sadness that was brewing before dissipated. Seeing that Ji Mingshu was watching a variety show that she was also chasing, she unconsciously followed up with Ji Mingshu's words.
"I think Pei Xiyan is pretty handsome."
"I think so too." Jiang Chun couldn't help agreeing, "He's handsome and has personality, and he'll definitely be great when he grows up."
"Emotional intelligence is also high."
Jiang Chun couldn't help nodding, "Yes, yes, yes, I also made up the variety show he was on with his mother when he was a child. Actually, I don't like his mother very much, but he has been cute since he was a child, cool."
"Yeah, I think so too."
"Ladies and gentlemen, this flight is scheduled to arrive at the Imperial Capital International Airport in fifteen minutes. The ground temperature is 36c. Ladies and gentlemen..."
When she was about to get off the plane, Jiang Chun's face had completely disappeared from the frustration she had just boarded the plane. The beauty must be appreciated frame by frame.
Ji Mingshu was speechless, and simply threw the tablet into her arms.
Ji Mingshu's luggage was transported back to China one day in advance, and he only carried a small boarding case with him.
After getting off the plane, she wanted to have a meeting with Gu Kaiyang, but Gu Kaiyang and his magazine had an emergency situation and had to rush back to the meeting immediately. She had no choice but to go out with Jiang Chun along the airport duty-free shop with great kindness.
Jiang Chun never knew that there are so many ways to choose things. At first, she walked side by side with Ji Mingshu, listening while walking, but then she didn't know what happened. She transformed into Ji Mingshu's push box girl. , put the suitcases of both of them on it, and one person pushed forward with a big bag,
At the exit, the flow of people at the airport gradually became denser.
Ji Mingshu was still analyzing why a certain bag was classic, but his voice suddenly stopped and his pace slowed down.
Jiang Chun asked very silly and sweetly, "What's wrong with you?"
Ji Mingshu pressed his belly, frowning slightly.
"Your stomach hurts?" Jiang Chun looked around, pointing in one direction and said, "There is a bathroom over there."
Sweat dripped from Ji Mingshu's forehead, and he walked quickly to the bathroom with difficulty.
She wore very high heels, and after walking so fast for a while, her heels were burning and numb.
Walking into the bathroom, Ji Mingshu's eyes darkened.
Jiang Chun who came over exclaimed in a low voice: "Why are there so many people!"
There are at least seven or eight people in line at the front, and this may be the smallest toilet in the airport, with only four seats, one of which is barrier-free.
After waiting for two minutes, the team made no progress.
Jiang Chun originally planned to ask Ji Mingshu if she wanted to look elsewhere, but when she saw Ji Mingshu's completely unbearable look of lovelessness, she glanced at her and blurted out a bad idea, "Otherwise, go here, anyway. no one."
She pointed to the men's toilet beside her.
Ji Mingshu had an expression of "Are you crazy?".
But Jiang Chun was very attentive, and even ran in to help investigate the area, "There is really no one, I will help you guard at the door."
Ji Mingshu felt that his brain might also be short-circuited. Hearing what Jiang Chun said, his heart was shaken a little bit.
With the bursts of severe pain in the stomach, the shaking was even greater.
In the end, she finally couldn't help it, put on her sunglasses with difficulty, and said to Jiang Chun in a low voice: "Help me guard, contact me on WeChat."
Jiang Chun nodded solemnly as if he had received some important task.
Three minutes later, Ji Mingshu finally realized what stupid thing he had done.
Jiang Chun: [I can't come out now, a man has gone in.]
five minutes later.
Jiang Chun: [It's over, a tour group is coming, just wait a little longer, don't make a sound.]
Ji Mingshu: […]
I really believed your evil.
As soon as Jiang Chun's tip-off message arrived, a group of men rushed in outside, embarrassing voices came one after another near the urinal, and some men stopped outside her door and knocked violently, "Brother, are you constipated? Why is it so long?" Didn't it fall into the shithole?"
"..."
The cubicle was cramped and cramped, and the smell was so strong that Ji Mingshu was stained red from the back of his ears to his neck.
She closed her eyes silently, for a moment she couldn't remember what she did wrong to fall into such a miserable situation of being trapped in the men's toilet and not daring to speak out.
Moreover, her mind was blank, and she didn't know what to do to get rid of this embarrassing and suffocating situation.
The most tragic thing was that after five minutes, her legs went numb, and her phone turned off automatically, which meant that she accidentally lost contact with the intelligence agent outside the door.
Before losing contact, the last message from the intelligence officer was—"Why don't you rush out? No one knows you anyway."
joke!
She, Ji Mingshu, has been famous for more than 20 years, and she has always been able to live without food and face!
Even if she was smoked to death in the toilet today, she would never run out when there are people outside at the risk of being said "this woman is so beautiful that she is so perverted that she goes to the men's toilet"!
Just squatting so stubbornly for a long while, the time passed by, Ji Mingshu didn't know how many times he blocked the knock on the door silently, in short, he lost consciousness from the lower part of his body.
After a long time, the bathroom suddenly fell into silence.
Ji Mingshu's little heart came back to life, thinking that there was finally no one outside.
But the second she tried to stand up, there were several knocks on the door outside: "Boom, boom, boom."
Desperate :)
She squatted on the ground, hugged her knees with her hands, buried her head in it, and said nothing.
"Ji Mingshu, open the door, it's me."