rose flower and humidifier

On this day, only the world where Xia Qing's fans were hurt was achieved.Half an hour later, she didn't receive the ugly photo from the proxy shooter, and the other party refunded all the money to her, and then said that she could not deceive her conscience.

[It is impossible to make an ordinary person beautiful and capture the angle, but it is impossible to make an impeccable beauty ugly. I can't make money. 】

In order to prove that she was not lying, the proxy shooter also sent her a few pictures that she had taken.

Xia Qing's fans wanted to refute, but gradually became speechless after looking at the picture.

There is no universal beauty in this world. Favorability filters have always had a miraculous effect on plastic surgery. Many people even call ugliness beauty because of filters, and recognize beauty as ugliness.

But in every generation, there is always a more universal standard to frame people's judgments on the illusions that appearance can arouse.

For example, in the age of famine, people think that gaining weight is the best way to live, or in the era of flashy and restless, the representative is sex.famous star.

In the dry era, such a non-special description as "Shui Lingling" is the highest admiration for beauties, and the appearance of the skin is much higher than the bone appearance, so people often have stricter requirements for the status of stars than their own appearance.

Xia Qing has gained momentum in the past two years and dared to compete with Chi Ji because he is Ju Feng's spokesperson and has always been nourished with the best skin care products, so he shows up all the time and is in his best state.

Relatively speaking, Chi Ji is not so "idolistic". He will not always dress up as if he is going to walk on the catwalk in the next second, and the rose, which is obviously a water-demanding plant, refuses to use high-purity water. Xia Qing was [-]% short.

However this time...

He is still simple and simple, but he is completely playing in the direction of the times.

It's normal for Chi Ji's photos to be available, but this time the beauty at the airport not only shocked the fans, but also directly became a hot topic.

In the past few days, the media bombarded and fermented, and Chi Ji's attention reached a new high. However, this time, his information not only appeared in the advertising PPTs of major businesses, but was also presented on several unusual desks.

City C, the core location of Jufeng Group.

In the capital city, the prime minister is about to leave office, and the office of the most promising successor is currently in the general election.

There are also four towns in the west, in the shabby houses of grassroots candidates who are going around raising money for the election.

……

The MV was filmed in three locations, and the last location was Feisha City, the only city in the northwest desert with a population of [-].

As the filming came to an end, everyone in the working group had some free time, and their minds were a little distracted.Chi Ji had his own arrangements, so he generously gave everyone a vacation.

The days here are very long, and the sunshine is many times stronger than that of the urban areas in the south. Except for the center of the town, it is full of yellow sand. Fortunately, there are thick and dense drought-resistant and windbreak forests outside the city, otherwise it is impossible to live normally.

Bo Yan locked the door and came out. He glanced out from the window on the second floor. Under the hostel, there were several children kicking shuttlecocks on the concrete floor. The colorful bird feathers were very bright, dancing in the dusty background.

Their movements are vigorous and flexible, and the shuttlecock is passed around among several people, almost preventing it from falling to the ground.

A boy squatted on a stone bench not far away. He was smaller than these few, dark and thin, looking at the group of children in a daze.

Bo Yan only glanced at it, and was about to turn around and go downstairs when a tall, thin figure suddenly caught sight of him, wearing a local dress made of gray cloth and silver thread, with a thin silk scarf covering his head and face, revealing only a pair of black eyes.

He is also gray, and it should be integrated with such a background, but for some reason, as soon as he appears, there is nothing brighter than him in the frame.

After changing his clothes, Chi Ji waited for Bo Yan downstairs, staring at the children kicking shuttlecock for a while, and seeing that the child sitting on the stone bench next to him was alone all the time, he got excited to talk to him.

"Why don't you play with them?" Chi Ji pouted at the group of older children. These children are all nearby residents, they play in these places every day, and they should know each other.The lonely child looked at other people's eyes with a clear light of longing.

The child stared blankly at Chi Ji, and said timidly, "I don't know how to play."

Chi Ji glanced at him and smiled: "It's very simple! Just play around and you'll be fine."

The child still shook his head, and said slowly: "They don't take me to play. They think I'm stupid."

"Really." Chi Ji stroked his chin, and he watched the five or six children kick a round. The shuttlecock passed quickly, but there seemed to be nothing else except passing it back and forth.

"You guys are not having fun!"

Chi Ji spoke the local dialect, his pronunciation was very crappy, but his enunciation was very clear, and there was a unique sweetness in his bright voice, even if the children didn't know what the aesthetics of sound were, they all stopped. action.

The one who took the lead was a middle-aged boy who was trimming the monk's head. He looked at this foreigner with a special temperament vigilantly, and said harshly, "Who are you, and what's your business?"

"It's none of my business." Chi Ji still had the same lazy tone, but his eyes were smiling, "It's just that I happen to be more fun."

He hooked his toes, and lightly bounced a dark stone on the ground. He bumped his feet randomly twice, and then kicked a little harder, and the stone was lifted into the air. .

The few children didn't think so at first, but seeing that his work was indeed more interesting than theirs, they couldn't help but yearn for it.

This movement is not complicated, the advantage is that he made it light and beautiful. Chi Ji did a few more simple tricks, holding the stone with his fingers, looking at the faces of the children, and said with a smile: "If you use a shuttlecock, how about You can make more interesting tricks."

He didn't take the initiative to borrow from them. He watched the child's face waver, playing with the stone with his fingers behind his back, dangling it between his two fingers, just waiting for them to speak.

"us……"

"I think……"

Two girls spoke almost at the same time, and Chi Ji looked at them with a smile: "Okay, I'll teach you how to play."

The monk-headed boy who took the lead still looked at him vigilantly, and asked in a rough voice, "What do you want?"

Chi Ji looked at him curiously: "What do I want?"

"My lord won't be so kind as to play with us, you must want us to do something, right?" The monk-headed boy said disdainfully, "If you also want us to vote, then you are late! Our people have already said Let’s all vote for Mr. Hu.”

"vote?"

Although he was a little surprised that the child was so precocious and so wary of outsiders, Chi Ji still maintained a raised eyebrow and a smile, secretly remembered his words, and waved his hands indifferently: "Then you are wrong, I only want you Play with him."

He pointed to the little boy who had been looking this way. He was still squatting on the stone bench. He didn't expect that everyone would turn their heads to look at him. The envious expressions on their faces were too late to put away.

"He." A boy wearing a headband said nonchalantly, "It's the adults who told us not to play with him. His family is unwilling to support Mr. Hu. They are all weirdos."

Chi Ji couldn't help but ask: "Who are you talking about Mr. Hu?"

"You will know soon." The monk head boy said, "He is a famous person here. My father said that we will have a great future with him."

"He is very powerful!" A girl said fascinatedly, "Mr. Hu can find water sources, and he found Miyun Lake in Husha Town! And he neither helps bad people nor the government, and he doesn't want money. good man!"

"Okay, don't talk so much." The monk-headed boy looked at Chi Ji, shook the shuttlecock in his hand to him, and his tone was already relaxed, "It's okay to just play with him for a while, you can teach us."

Chi Ji was thinking about what they said, a good person does not help bad people, does not help the government, does not need money, but wants to vote?Candidate?This in itself is a contradictory proposition.

We will know soon, is it the three-year general election starting next month?

Who is the "bad guy" talking about?

Hearing this, he smiled slightly, shook his finger and said: "It's not for a while, if you want to learn, you have to play with him all the time, don't bully him."

But a girl cried out, looked at him and said, "Ah, your shuttlecock is so beautiful!"

Chi Ji was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously looked down, only to realize that the stone he held between his fingertips turned into a shuttlecock at some point.The main body is soft and clean black feathers, with bright blue flashes around the thin feather stems, which are not dyed, but natural, shining in the bright evening sky.If the colorful feather shuttlecocks of the children are the most conspicuous bright color in the ambient light, the one in his hand does not seem to belong to this world at all.

"So you have a shuttlecock, so you can kick it for us first." The monk heaved a sigh of relief, and put the shuttlecock back in his hand.He managed to save enough money to buy one, and he was afraid that it would be damaged by adults.

The corners of Chi Ji's mouth hidden under the thin silk scarf couldn't help but bend, he raised his eyebrows towards the second floor, Bo Yan must be hiding somewhere to secretly watch him play with the children.What was he thinking when he did this?Turning stones into shuttlecocks quietly without showing up is really something he can do.

Chi Ji temporarily put down many questions about Mr. Hu, and waved to the timid child who had given birth to the stone bench. He tiptoed and made a beautiful move, which made the surrounding children stare dumbfounded.

By the window sill on the second floor, the assistant was still dutifully looking for relevant information about fancy shuttlecock kicking for Bo Yan, but he didn't realize that he had been muted by the master.Bo Yan rolled up his sleeves, leaned his elbows on the window frame, and quietly looked at Chi Jixiu's technique with his chin resting in a very human posture.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the western sky is still bright, and half an hour has passed since their appointment at 08:30, and Bo Yan is still watching the dancing figure of Little Rose in the sunset—he, and Shuttlecock, As well as those noisy children, the figures gradually merged together, engraving a thick and colorful picture in the heart of the little alien.