Yan Shiqi thought about it, and typed the next line of small words: I'm not tired, but I'm a little hungry. [shy]

In less than half a minute, the man's call came in.

Yan Shiqi was in a trance, scratched his face, and answered in a soft voice, "Hey~"

"Have you eaten?"

Qin Baiyu opened her mouth to ask, mixed with concern, at this moment, across thousands of mountains and rivers, she could unexpectedly sense the man's worry about her.

Yan Shiqi took a deep breath, suppressed the disordered heartbeat, and replied crisply: "I have eaten." ”

"Why are you hungry? There was no food on set?"

Hearing this, Yan Shiqi was stunned, and blurted out without thinking, "How do you know that I went to shoot?"

It's that feeling again!

No matter where she was, he knew everything about her movements.

The man's deep voice was interspersed with a slight smile, "Milan Fashion Week has announced the schedules of models. ”

Yan Shiqi's eyes flashed with a sudden ......

After a brief chat with the man, after hanging up the phone, he sent another message.

Yu: Remember to eat on time.

......

In the next two days, Yan Shiqi was very busy.

Not only should it cooperate with various activities of Fashion Week, but also go to the catwalk for rehearsals in advance.

The five-day fashion week featured more than 60 brands holding catwalks.

The night before the opening of Fashion Week, Yan Shiqi was in the room with a new schedule, his expression puzzled.

She looked at Cheng Yenan, who was sitting opposite, and shook the process sheet in her hand, "You really gave it to me?"

Cheng Yenan nodded, glanced at her with a deep meaning, got up and walked to the small balcony next to the living room, and lit a cigarette, "It's indeed the latest." I also just got the notice in the morning that the VAN brand is the opening brand of this fashion week, and his family designated you as the opening model of this fashion week. ”

Hearing his words, Yan Shiqi's expression was subtle, his watery eyes slid around, and he had a bold guess in his heart.

Cheng Yenan stood on the balcony smoking a cigarette, full of irritability, his eyes moved away from Yan Shiqi's face, and he could land on the central square in front of the door, with a faint melancholy in his eyes.

He felt an unprecedented career crisis!

......

The next day, Fashion Week opened.

The opening catwalk of the VAN brand is scheduled at 7 p.m., and the rest of the brand shows are scheduled to be held in the next four days.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Shiqi arrived backstage at the show, and only a dozen models sat in front of the makeup mirror, each with a serious expression, allowing the makeup artist to paint on their faces.

In a corner of the backstage, there are three hangers, which are full of new spring and summer clothes and gorgeous clothes full of design inspiration to be released by the VAN brand.

Yan Shiqi looked around calmly, and unexpectedly found that the catwalk models selected by the VAN brand, except for her, were all Western faces.

Surprise still hung on her cheeks, and a low, cheerful voice came from her ears.

"Hey, see you again!"

Yan Shiqi looked at it with a suspicious gaze, and at the noisy backstage entrance, Han Yunting stood in the distance.

Today, he is still dressed in a well-cut suit, with the word VAN embroidered on the chest of the ink-colored jacket, the neckline with a bow tie, elegant demeanor, and two eye-catching silver chains on both sides of the temples of the silk-framed eyes, and he looks like a noble gentleman.

The moment he saw him, Yan Shiqi shook off the doubt in his heart and smiled: "Hello, Mr. Han." ”