Generally, fans will treasure the clothes thrown away by idols.
This is the first time Xiaoqin has encountered someone like Tang Mingxi who dislikes idol clothes.
And for some reason, Xiaoqin actually felt that this was in line with Ye Xi's character. It seemed that he was born to need others to pamper him and would not accommodate anyone at all.
Tang Mingxi is clueless. If you look carefully at Fu Ying's coat, there is nothing damaged. Why did you throw it away?
Oh, but it's understandable, after all, I've never worn an item of clothing a second time before:)
When the concert ended, Tang Mingxi shivered and felt that the air conditioner in the gymnasium was turned on too low.
Why do I feel cold all over my body from the beginning of the concert to normal? It's like I'm being blown by an ice machine. Is this reasonable?
And I don't know if it was his imagination, but when Fu Ying's clothes were thrown down, the cold air seemed to be stronger.
He really admires Fu Ying's professionalism and ability to take off less and less clothes under such a cold air conditioner:)
At ten o'clock in the evening, the concert finally ended.
The fans stood up from their seats and left the venue without being satisfied. Li Xiaowei took Xiaoqin and Fu Ying's coat, and was led by the staff to the backstage to get autographs.
Xiaoqin When he knew that he could go see the idol himself after the concert, he had already passed out with excitement.
Tang Mingxi's performance is quite average. After all, Li Xiaowei's identity is there. As long as he has money, what idol can't be seen?
Before going, Li Xiaowei also received a bouquet of flowers from the staff, and he and Xiaoqin suppressed their excitement and went backstage.
While waiting, Li Xiaowei asked Tang Mingxi to help her get the bouquet, and then he took out a small mirror to check his makeup, and touched up his foundation and lipstick.
Fu Ying As soon as he finished changing his clothes and went backstage, his manager informed him that several fans wanted to see him.
He was tired from the whole show and actually didn't want to meet her. The manager also talked about Li Xiaowei's family affairs. The rich man was the uncle. Fu Ying had no background in the entertainment industry, so he could only ask the manager to arrange a meeting.
It's nothing more than autographs, hugs, or group photos.
Fu Ying arrived at the lounge, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Tang Mingxi leaning on the sofa as if he was boneless.
He came to the concert today and deliberately did not wear those bulky black-rimmed glasses. He has a dignified temperament and stunning features.
Wearing a light green sun protection jacket with a white short-sleeved shirt underneath.
A pair of light blue jeans and a pair of white sneakers, refreshing like the mint breeze blowing in your face in summer.
Fu Ying's eyeballs were caught by him immediately.
After so many years in the entertainment industry, I have never seen such a good-looking person. Is it an amateur or a peer?
The agent introduced Fu Ying: "Jushun Venture Capital's vice president's daughter, Li Xiaowei."
Fu Ying knew that this was his little sponsor, so he showed a graceful smile, "Hello, Weiwei."
Li Xiaowei's face turned red instantly.
The manager casually introduced Tang Mingxi and Xiaoqin, collectively called "Weiwei's friends".
Tang Mingxi didn't care, he originally had a good impression of Fu Ying just from a passerby, but that was the same when he met the real person.
Not as handsome as his ex-husband:)
Of course, the whole story of the novel is created for Little Ye. If the male protagonist is not handsome, who is handsome?
After thinking wildly for a while, Fu Ying took the bouquet from Tang Mingxi without permission, "Thank you. Do you need me to give you a signature?"
"No..."
"Needed!"
Li Xiaowei blinked at him fiercely.
Tang Mingxi thought to himself, okay, if you need it, you need it. Anyway, this kind of thing is of no use.
Fu Ying gave each of the three of them a signature.
It took a long time to write the autograph photo to Tang Mingxi.
Finally, they took another photo together, and Li Xiaowei and Xiaoqin left with satisfaction.
Tang Mingxi glanced at the signed photo that Fu Ying handed to him. In addition to the same signature as Li Xiaowei and the others, Fu Ying also wrote his own WeChat number on the back.
It's poisonous:)
Of course, Tang Mingxi didn't take this signed photo seriously, and it was lost on the way home.
After all, you can do it with your own hands
The only things that stay on the bed for a long time are famous watches and gems:)
The only one in the world who has ever made me humble myself and take the initiative to add WeChat is the male protagonist. Thank you:)
Later I heard that this signed photo was picked up by a fan, and Fu Ying's WeChat was added to the canceled account that night.
As a result, he had to register a new WeChat number.
This is all for later.
After Fu Ying wrote the number WeChat on the autographed photo, he eagerly waited for Tang Mingxi to add him as a friend.
Since he is his fan, he should be eager to come find him after seeing it, right?
As a result, after waiting for half an hour, I didn't get WeChat from Tang Mingxi. Instead, I got the agent who looked embarrassed.
Fu Ying didn't realize what was going on, so he was taken to a box by his manager.
Damn it? It's not some kind of human kidnapping, right?
Fu Ying is rich in inner activities.
The agent whispered, "Boss Ye wants to see you."
"Who? Which Boss Ye? Jingyu..." He shut up instantly.
Boss Ye of Jingyu?
Isn't that the chairman of their Jiahua chairman? Want to see him? Isn't it some hidden rule? Help?!
In the box, there was only He Wenfang with a serious expression.
Seeing Fu Ying coming empty-handed, he frowned slightly. "What about the flowers?"
Fu Ying This was the first time he saw He Wenfang. He was shocked by his elite temperament and stuttered, "What, what kind of flower?"
The manager's reaction was the quickest. "Is it the bouquet that the fans gave me just now? It's in the lounge, I'll have someone bring it to me now."
Fu Ying and the agent were both confused, but they still took the flowers without stopping.
Three minutes later, He Wenfang took the bouquet, glanced at his watch, and said coldly, "Mr. Fu, the chairman hopes that you will tighten your standards during the show and reduce the obscene dance moves that are indecent, so as not to lower the quality of Jiahua's artist."
After being accused, Fu Ying turned pale with fear.
But other male artists are quite nervous when they dance...
"And please don't litter during the show." He Wenfang said calmly, "Mr. Fu, please cherish your stage. There will be no next time."
After saying these words, Fu Ying's legs became weak.
The manager also suddenly changed his expression and stared at Fu Ying fiercely, as if he didn't understand when this little idol had offended Boss Ye.
When He Wenfang received this bouquet of flowers, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his precarious job was saved.
There are some things that Ye Heng won't say, but he has to do them. My wife has not personally sent flowers to Boss Ye so far, so this bouquet of flowers cannot appear in the hands of other men!
At Exit 11 of the stadium, the black Maybach parked under a white olive tree.
He Wenfang hurriedly stepped forward, and Maybach's car window slowly lowered, revealing Ye Heng's pale and handsome profile.
"Boss Ye. Madam's flower."
Ye Heng's eyes fell on the bouquet, and He Wenfang opened the car window respectfully.
Although Boss Ye looked very unhappy, his eyes obviously never left the bouquet for a moment. He Wenfang knew that he had made the right bet.
Ye Heng is holding the flower in one hand, with an expression that seems to be infatuated that he cannot even detect.
He Wenfang said, "Madam should be going home with her friends now. Take the Nan Avenue Binxi Road elevated road and drive towards the vicinity of Financial Center."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Heng's voice came to mind. "Follow."
After Tang Mingxi got in the car, he looked at the time on his phone and said, "Stop at Financial Center."
Li Xiaowei I'm over the excitement, let's start now