Nan Qing glanced at his black suit, his expression unchanged.
"Red."
Zhou Guangliang also came over, " Xi Juan?"
Xi Juan's voice Xi Juan for a moment on the other end of the phone, then quickly resumed laughing.
" Brother Liang, you're now Qingqing's manager?"
He had barely finished speaking when his voice rose a few decibels, and his smile became even more pronounced.
"Take that white suit. Tonight, I'm going to team up with the Eldest Miss as the Black and White Duo!"
Zhou Guangliang chuckled, "This kid—"
Zhou Guangliang glanced around and saw his assistant and bodyguard in the car with their brooding expressions. His tone shifted...
"What a scoundrel!"
"That's all, that's all. We can't get involved with your fans. Bye!"
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At the SP Fashion Grand Ceremony, bright lights illuminated the long red carpet, and flashing spotlights were aimed at the figures in gorgeous attire, the bright lights almost blinding.
Nan Qing attended the event as a YIVIYA spokesperson. He already has great skin, so he didn't wear makeup that night, just had a simple hairstyle.
After terminating all those messy endorsements, he only has one endorsement left: YIVIYA. Zhou Guangliang joked that when he stands on the red carpet, there will be advertising space from top to bottom, so he should dress a little more modestly so that people won't be afraid to come.
Nan Qing did not borrow any clothes.
The fitting room that Huo Yuzhou had prepared for him was filled to the brim with the latest seasonal products from all kinds of top luxury brands.
He had his assistant pick out a black suit at random, with a matching shirt underneath. It was a key piece from YIVIYA, the brand he endorses, featuring a rich black base with subtle gold shimmer.
Amidst the cacophony of noise, Nan Qing opened the car door and stepped out, as countless flashes of light turned toward him.
Nan Qing has been incredibly popular lately, and every media outlet wants to capture some viral photos to boost their data.
Nan Qing has delicate features, but not overly delicate ones.
Her eyes, with their rounded curves and upturned corners, exuded a haughty air of superiority. Even the height of her nose seemed meticulously sculpted by God. Her lips were soft and red, appearing deliberately painted under the light.
However, her temperament leans towards aloofness, without a trace of vulnerability or ingratiation, which perfectly balances her striking appearance.
They're the kind of celebrities who aren't close to anyone and are difficult to get along with.
His casual everyday style, coupled with his youthful appearance, makes his blend of boyish and young adult traits lean more towards the former.
But tonight at the dinner party, he unexpectedly wore a rather formal black suit.
He was enveloped in deep black, revealing his tall and slender figure. His delicate, fair neck was accentuated by the flowing light, and even his shirt rippled with a subtle gold sheen.
She appeared much more aloof and elegant than usual.
Understated luxury, its price is beyond words.
The sound of camera shutters clicking filled the air as many people called out to Teacher Nan Qing, hoping he would glance in their direction.
Nan Qing had only taken a few steps when she heard a familiar voice behind her.
" Qingqing!"
Nan Qing pretended not to hear, but quickened her pace.
The person behind him raised their voice, " Nan Qing— "
Even the photographer next to him chimed in, "Teacher Nan Qing, someone's calling you!"
This time, Nan Qing could no longer pretend not to hear, so she had no choice but to turn around with a fake smile.
Xi Juan wore a striking white suit jacket, unbuttoned, its long fabric swaying in the night breeze like a flamboyant peacock, his face filled with melancholy.
" Qingqing, I thought you were ignoring me!"
Nan Qing continued with a forced smile, "How could that be? It's my honor to walk the red carpet with Teacher Xi Juan."
Xi Juan stood beside him with a satisfied expression, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear, her tone aggrieved.
" Qingqing, why haven't you been talking to me lately? Have you been seduced by that old vixen surnamed Huo?"
" Qingqing, you don't care about me at all. Look what that mad dog did to me."
Nan Qing turned around at the sound of the surrounding noise and waved in a friendly manner.
Xi Juan kept chattering around him, "You have no idea how badly I'm hurt, Qingqing, do you want to see—"
Nan Qing turned around, smiling threateningly, "Shut up."
Xi Juan coughed, stopped acting up, followed Nan Qing, took a pen from the host to sign his name, and then waved to the live broadcast camera before entering the hall.
"I give up, you're just going to keep licking my Brother Wall-Crasher?"
"Stop talking, my Brother Xi doesn't fawn over the Eldest Miss; his hobby is circling around the magic of love!"
"Brother, do you still remember that you're the youngest Grand Slam Best Actor in the industry? Where's your pride? Where's your dignity? Where's your wife? Brother!!"
"Bro, I'm not defenseless, I'm just getting anxious seeing you acting like a simp, so I wanted to take your place /doge"
"I have the same shirt as Qingqing, it's practically the same piece of clothing! I'm so happy!"
"To be honest, Nan Qing's clothes do look very expensive. The shirt underneath only costs a few thousand, and you can't tell from the coat, but she definitely exudes a noble air!"
" Nan Qing's fans are pretending to be ordinary again. How can they tell she's rich and powerful from this? Wearing a shirt that costs only a few thousand yuan on the red carpet would be a laughing stock, okay?"
"Are there really people who believe Nan Qing's fans' blind praise? She couldn't even borrow a decent coat for such a formal occasion, and what she's wearing is some no-name brand. Any other celebrity would be embarrassed to show their face like that!"
"Today's a fashion extravaganza! Surely no one's actually wearing knock-offs to the show, right? /Eating popcorn"
In the van, Bai Ruanruan was scrolling through her phone.
He's only been in the industry for a short time, with only half a year's worth of work on "Hello, World." This fashion gala was attended under the guise of Givenchy's name.
To showcase her exceptional fashion sense, Bai Ruanruan hired three stylists, and Zheng Ming even used his connections to borrow five outfits for her. They worked tirelessly all afternoon to ensure her stunning appearance tonight.
Seeing Nan Qing's plain clothes, Bai Ruanruan pouted.
He had long known that Nan Qing was putting on a show, and that her clothes were either knock-offs or rented.
But I never expected the other party to be so shameless as to wear such a counterfeit item to an occasion like today.
Hilarious! Wearing a cheap, domestically produced shirt worth thousands of yuan on the red carpet—how embarrassing!
Fortunately, he was prepared: a tuxedo and court-style shirt from SN, a belt and shoes from Givenchy, a six-figure watch, and even a ring from the currently trending black and gold series.
This time, however, Bai Ruanruan was smarter. He didn't follow the trend of cursing Nan Qing in the comments section. Instead, after touching up his makeup, he got out of the car with a proud and confident air.
But unlike when Nan Qing arrived, the photographers on both sides of the red carpet were all taking pictures of the person in front, and no one paid any attention to him.
Bai Ruanruan was a little stiff. It wasn't until Zheng Ming called out to him that some people looked over.
Amidst the chaotic clicking of camera shutters, Bai Ruanruan heard someone ask him who he was, and silently rolled her eyes.
The next second, the person being asked laughed, " Brother Life, you didn't know? Your internet's down at home?"
Bai Ruanruan's face almost turned green.
He lingered for a while, and after the person in front of him finished walking the red carpet, the photographers on both sides finally came over to take pictures of him.
The blinding flashlight shone into his eyes, but Bai Ruanruan smiled and waved to both sides repeatedly.
Who hasn't had a controversial reputation on their road to fame?
He is the protagonist of this world, the pure white moonlight that all outstanding men love but cannot have, the beloved and charming man destined to be pampered.
When he turns his life around, these spineless parasites who only know how to rant online will be lining up to chase after him.
After a few minutes, Bai Ruanruan finally made his way to the end of the red carpet, where the host, dressed in a formal gown, greeted him with a smile.
"Teacher Bai, we have a little segment on the red carpet tonight. Would you please join us for an interactive activity?"
Bai Ruanruan's eyes lit up, "Of course!"
Nan Qing, despite being able to get close to Xi Juan, didn't even get a chance to interact, but when he came by himself, he got to appear on screen alone.
Even the heavens are on his side; if he doesn't become famous, who will?
Bai Ruanruan was overjoyed, only to hear the host explain with a smile.
"Tonight is our SP Fashion Gala. We will randomly invite teachers to comment on the celebrity teachers attending tonight. We'd like to know, Ms. Bai, what your lucky number is, or what number you're thinking of right now? Let's draw one randomly."
Bai Ruanruan understood this process.
It's nothing more than mutual praise in business, but there are pitfalls. For example, you might find out after praising someone that the clothes they're wearing are competing products with the ones you're endorsing.
But Bai Ruanruan a newcomer who has just debuted, and all she has is Givenchy, which she just signed a contract with but hasn't announced yet, so of course she doesn't need to worry about competitors.
He thought for a moment and then gave a number.
"17? Isn't that Nan Qing and the movie star Xi Juan?"
"What a small world! The two of them just had a fight yesterday, and now they've bumped into each other again!"
"Is Nan Qing really having a run of bad luck? Is Brother Life deliberately trying to bring him down?"
"Emmm... Bai Ruanruan's agent is Zheng Ming, who's quite powerful. Just look at Bai Ruanruan's jingling outfit today. We don't know what Nan Qing is wearing, but we recognize the shirt as YIVIYA. In terms of brand influence, it's definitely not as good as the SN and Givenchy that Bai Ruanruan is wearing. Looks like he can only lie down and take the ridicule!"
The comments section was filled with messages, and the host also revealed player number 17, whose head had been covered by special effects.
They even specifically cut off Xi Juan, leaving only Nan Qing alone.
"Ms. Bai Ruanruan, what do you think of this mysterious teacher's fashion sense?"
Bai Ruanruan looked at the screen, hesitant, as if unsure whether she should speak.
The host encouraged him with a look.
Bai Ruanruan then spoke up, "This senior is dressed very modestly today..."
He seemed to hesitate for a long time before continuing to speak, his face full of innocence.
"But since this is a fashionable gala, wouldn't it be inappropriate to wear knock-offs?"
"Excuse me for being frank, but I'm also a big fan of SN, so I've bought a lot of their clothes. But SN has never released a style like this before."
"As a trendsetter in the fashion industry, SN's keen sense of fashion and leadership have attracted a large number of high-quality customers. However, the appearance of such poorly designed and incongruous counterfeit goods at such a prestigious fashion gala is not only a smear on SN, but also a contempt for fashion, and even a disrespect for tonight's gala."
"This teacher is probably too strapped for cash, which is why she chose to wear counterfeit goods."
He looked at the camera, pursed his lips, and smiled softly.
"I happen to be a VIP member of SN and have a lot of clothes. If this teacher really likes it, she can borrow mine for future red carpet appearances."