After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

After a casual settlement at the hotel, Yan Zen saw a lot of people coming to make friends, and at first they all greeted each other in awkward Chinese, then He Yu started to speak English, and the other party started to use their mother tongue as if they were relieved.

Just when Yan Zen went to get two bowls of noodles, He Yu sent two or three people away.

Seeing the food coming, He Yu brought over a bowl and put it in front of him, grabbed the water next to him and took a sip: "Many people who come to Fashion Week stay in this hotel." He shook his head, looking depressed.

Yan Zen was still recalling what he heard. He Yu's fluent English made him a little shocked, and at the same time he was a little dizzy, wondering what kind of suffocating language this is.

"By the way, Lord Yan, do you speak English?" He Yu asked while eating noodles.

Yan Zen: "..." Which pot is not open and which pot to lift.

"I've tried," he sat down pretending to be calm after finishing speaking, "I can barely speak, I can barely understand."

Then He Yu tried to say something. He obviously wanted to test the other party, but he spoke at a speed that the locals might not be able to keep up with, and there was a possibility that the pronunciation was deliberately blurred.

Yan Zen didn't hear anything clearly, and blinked in confusion, he only heard "youare..." The things behind it disappeared from his memory in a short period of time like a mosaic.

"What am I?" He looked at the smiling He Yu.

"It's nothing." He Yu thought this reaction was amusing, so he decided not to tell him, "If you don't believe me, you can search it."

Yan Zen was too angry to speak: "Do you think I didn't hear clearly how to type it?"

He Yu pretended to be confused, and continued to eat without giving him any room to ask questions.

Because it was an event that He Yu participated in as the boss, Gu Yin didn't come along, and Yan Zhen's assistant was forced by his master's eyes to feel sorry for Gu Yin.

He Yu was actually a little worried that he couldn't find his way. Outside was an unfamiliar street scene, the bustling street was crowded with people, and the voices of the induction door kept coming and going.

The weather was not good, the air was filled with light mist, and it was quite cold, He Yu was forced to put on his coat, wrapping it up to his knees.

Yan Zen is not very afraid of the cold, after all, his body temperature is low, everyone wants to stick to his body in summer, but in the cold season, he will subconsciously not touch it.

He Yu touched Yan Zen's hand lightly, slowly and carefully, as if he would die if he touched it, and retracted extremely fast, like studying the reaction of unknown creatures to the outside world, the most important thing is that such a joyful movement meets He made a serious expression.

"You're so cold, isn't it normal? I suspect that putting some water on it will freeze it." He Yu shook his frozen hand, "Don't you feel cold yourself?"

Yan Zen shook her head.

He Yu was still struggling with this issue. Standing in the crowded street, the two of them seemed out of place with the people in a hurry.

When chatting, I feel that everything around me fades away, and only the voice of the other party remains very clear.

He Yu raised his head, and happened to meet Yan Zen's eyes. His eyes made people feel like a wronged cat who was threatened with something after being masturbated by its master.

——But usually it’s the kind that explodes when you touch it.

The two of them hadn't walked a few steps when a car entered their line of sight. The person inside the car opened the window and said "Boss He" in broken Chinese.

He Yu led Yan Maomao into the car.

Just a few words of communication. In short, the blond man is an executive of the Satan Company branch, and he sent them to the company.He Yu also confirmed during the exchange that the other party could not understand Chinese at all.

Then it started to be unscrupulous.

It seemed that some kind of feeling evoked He Yu's unreasonable association, he scratched the empty upper thigh twice, and then looked at Yan Zen.

Yan Zen felt goosebumps when he felt that look in his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I suddenly remembered that Hei Wuchang changed the ball before, and it felt so good." He Yu felt a little regretful, and he never played again after that, "Will you change?"

Yan Zen: "..."

Knowing what answer he would get, He Yu silently lowered his head and regretfully packed his bag. A stack of yellow talismans tied with rubber bands fell out, all of which were of different styles.

Yan Zen tried to count, they expected to stay here for fifteen days, and there were exactly fifteen talismans here.

Without blushing, He Yu grabbed the yellow talisman and stuffed it back. He intended to accidentally drop it, but to Yan Zen, who had just been asked to change the dumpling, something was wrong.

He Yu wanted to comfort him: "Don't worry, just take one sheet a day, and try to see if the effect in my memory is the same as the effect in this world."

Yan Zen didn't feel comforted at all, and choked for a long time: "Tuanzi...I have time to try."

He Yu wanted to hear some great news, so he quickly agreed, and he smiled all the way from then on.

Yan Zen thought how comfortable this dumpling is, why don't I still have it?

The driver in the front row saw that the two of them seemed to be on good terms with each other, and sighed: "You two have a very good relationship."

Yan Zen lamented that someone finally spoke at the speed that a human can achieve, and responded to the driver with a few words in somewhat awkward English as if he was going to demonstrate his talent to He Yu.

He Yu thought he was very funny, so he looked at him with a smile on his face.

When they arrived at the company, the three of them went straight upstairs, and the elevator stopped after rising up. Behind them, people like little ants could be seen constantly changing, and in front of them were several designers in suits with their heads up.

This time, no one other than the designer has seen the two samples so far, and even He Yu doesn't know about them, but judging from the reactions of those people, they should be very confident in the work.

The executives and designers led the two of them into the small room to change their clothes separately. He Yu felt his whole body was pulled and pulled, and then changed into clothes.

He came out of the locker room faster than Yan Zen. The clothes he was wearing were decent, similar to a suit, but longer, not like a windbreaker or a coat.

The outside is black, but the side with the black shirt on the inside is white, revealing a huge Satan logo faintly.

There are patterns on the clothes and trouser legs, like a burning flame. Through the reflection, you can see the patterns of a few villains struggling in the flames, which is generally decent.

He Yu watched himself in the mirror for a while, um, it's okay, I can see it, and the designers also showed a satisfied look.

He Yu turned his head and heard the sound of the door opening, and when he recovered, Yan Zen was already standing in front of him.

Yan Wangye's upper body clothes are somewhat similar to his, except that they are pure white, while the inside is black and patterned.

The style of the decorative lace is also different, the pure white is invaded by the black wings emerging from the sky, it is chaotic and not superfluous.

As for other places, the designers let themselves go. There is a brooch-like thing in the pocket, but if you look closely, you will find something wrong... It is a somewhat non-mainstream iron chain, the kind that shines.

The back of the clothes will reveal black wings in a dark environment, with the fronts intertwined, and it is unknown what they are protecting.The key to this pattern is that it will glow.

The original intention of the designer is good. These two clothes can easily be regarded as a set, but obviously they don't care much about the feelings of the people who wear them, especially Yan Zhen.

After seeing her own appearance in the mirror, Yan Zen asked He Yu, "Does it look good?"

He Yu replied from the bottom of his heart: "It looks good."

Yan Zen had nothing to say.

But it is indeed beautiful, but too many places make people feel too presumptuous. What the designers didn't consider at all should be the feelings of the people sitting in the back row of Yan Zen.

How nice to stare at a pair of black wings that are still a little glowing.

After the two finished wearing, they put the clothes in a small box and took them away. After all, the first appearance of this thing should be at Fashion Week.

It was still early, and they put their clothes back in the hotel. After doing nothing for a while, He Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and knocked on the door of Yan Zen's room next door.

Yan Zen lay dead on the bed, turned somersault and opened the door: "What's wrong?"

He Yu was straightforward: "Boring."

Yan Zen moved her neck twice: "Then let's go for a stroll."

Then the two who forgot the existence of the little assistant went out.

In fact, I didn't even think about where I was going, I just wandered aimlessly, and when I saw something delicious, I stopped to buy it and try it.

Because He Yu, like a child, has the mentality of trying everything new and novel, he was already half full after walking around.Suddenly seeing He Yu's eyes light up again, he told him to stay where he was, and rushed over by himself.

He Yu walked into the store he was looking for, and Yan Zen had already looked away.After more than ten minutes, He Yu walked up to Yan Zen holding a small paper bag.

"What to buy again? I... hiccup." Yan Zen rubbed her stomach.

He Yu thought his appearance was cute, and smiled: "Stretch out your hand."

He Yu opened the paper bag, took out the gloves inside, and put them on Yan Zen gently.

The gloves are black and look thin, but the inside is plush, which is very comfortable to wear, and the skin appears whiter.

Before Yan Zen regained consciousness, she moved her gloved hand lightly twice, and the feeling of being hungry and full was gone.

He Yu pinched Yan Zen's gloved hand contentedly: "It's finally easy to hold."

Through the gloves, He Yu just came out of the air-conditioned room, and the warmth left on his hands was still there. When he applied them, Yan Zen felt as if his whole body had been poured with a bucket of hot water from the sky.

Those gloves were so ordinary that they didn't even have a brand, but Yan Zen just felt that they were the most comfortable pair of gloves in the world, bar none.

They wandered around until evening, found a western restaurant and finished their meal, then went back to the hotel together.

Yan Zen came out of the shower and looked at the neatly folded gloves placed in the middle of the bed, and thought of wearing them to sleep, and then put it into action.

He tossed and turned for a long time, feeling that the assistant's sense of presence would be very low in the next few days, and He Yu would stay with him all the time.

Huh?Why do you feel weird?

He poured cold water on himself, and continued to close his eyes. The whole movement lasted five times, and finally he gave up sleeping impatiently, and sat up in a daze.

So He Yu knocked on Yan Zen's door exhausted from insomnia, and when he saw Yan Zen standing in front of him, he hurriedly asked, "I've been thinking just now, is today... a date?"