After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

The wind lifted the hem of the clothes, messed up the hair, and blew a thin layer of tear mist from the eyes, and the fragility just now was gone.Gege$Party% Fiction

Ning An shook his head amusedly, how could he think of that guy?That guy is much worse than this cold wind, always bullying him.

In the cold wind, Tian Xiaoci stood up straight like a hero, and waved his delicate white hand vigorously in the night: "Go, go have a drink."

The light is like a colorful rainbow, changing colors quickly with the rhythm of the music, dyeing the eyebrows and eyes with an ambiguous color.

Color is like a mask, allowing people to release themselves indulgently.

The day of SOSO, accompanied by the rapid drumbeat, really kicked off now.

Ning An still remembered Tian Xiaoci's drunken state last time, and ordered a glass of freshly squeezed juice for him regardless of his objection.

He and Tan Wenyu drank a few more glasses.

After all, after more than ten days of continuous rotation, once the tense nerves are relaxed, the overly tense string will feel tired.

Alcohol is just the best catalyst, three to four points drunk, just right, making people relax and lazy.

They didn't go down to dance, but just sat quietly in a corner, watching the men and women twist their bodies.

Their snow-white thighs and slender waists are dazzling under the light, and they have endless energy that needs to be vented or vented.

And they are a group of people who have been overdrawn.

On such a night, it is enough to get together, say a few words, accompany each other, feel our own existence in the noisy world, and then relax the tight strings of each other.

At around eleven o'clock, Feng Yun came down to have a drink as usual. Halfway through the drink, he saw Ning An.

At that time, Tan Wenyu was putting one hand on his shoulder, as if holding him half in his arms, and he was listening to him with a smile and lowered eyes.

Feng Yun leaned against the stage and watched quietly for a while, then ordered a few glasses of wine and sent them over.

It wasn't until those people chatted with the waiter that Qi Qi looked over here, and he slowly stood up under their gaze.

Under the flickering lights, he slowly walked over with a wine glass in his hand.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and his whole person was covered with sunshine, making it impossible to move his eyes away.

Ning An spoke first: "Thank you, invite us to drink."

This is a very common sentence, but in Feng Yun's ears, "you" and "we" have a feeling of being superior and inferior, of being close and distant.

"It's nothing." He raised one corner of his lips, looked at Tan Wenyu's arm on Ning An's shoulder with a half-smile, "Why didn't you say hello when you came?"

Tian Xiaoci looked at Ning An curiously: "Do you know each other?"

Ning An smiled: "We are roommates."

Feng Yun's eyes looked at his hand again, and Ning An remembered that he didn't wear a ring.

Suddenly, he felt guilty and hid his hands under the table.

Tan Wenyu asked suspiciously, "Didn't your father not let you live out? When did you move out?"

"It's been a few days since I moved out," Ning An said with a smile, "Haven't I started to behave lately? My dad also let me out."

Tan Wenyu patted his forehead: "Recently, he's been quite obedient."

Ning An smiled and rolled his eyes: "Is this fake? My father is the ruler, and nothing can be hidden from his old man's eyes."

A chuckle came from above his head: "It's quite obedient, I can testify."

Ning An's eyes were still bent, and he raised his head to meet Feng Yun's eyes, those eyes were also smiling, but very cold.

He felt a chill hit his heart, and his smile became stiff, and he leaned against Tan Wenyu as if warming up: "Hehe..."

Feng Yun looked down at him, those eyes were slightly stained with wine, the cold pupils were covered with a layer of warmth, the radiance flowed, extremely beautiful.

But he was terrified of him, and slowly leaned towards Tan Wenyu.

The raised corners of his lips flattened before he knew it, and he narrowed his eyes, like a tiger about to wake up.

Tan Wenyu was keenly aware of something, he smiled and removed the arm that was on Ning An's shoulder: "It's a bit late, shall we withdraw?"

Tian Xiaoci also nodded: "I'm tired, go back early and rest early, keep your spirits up, I'll wait for you to shine."

Tan Wenyu rubbed his hair with a smile, and asked Ning An: "Where's An An? Should we go together or..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look at Feng Yun, and sure enough, Feng Yun said, "I'll take him."

Feng Yun packed up and got off work early, and the two got into the car. Ning An stretched, revealing a small white and tender waist under the royal blue sweater: "I'm so tired."

Feng Yun looked at him and was silent for a while.

Ning An thought that he was upset that he didn't wear the ring, so he quickly pulled the ring out of the backpack: "Look. I was afraid that I would lose the jewelry during the rehearsal, so I put it away specially, but it's a treasure."

Although Feng Yun's tone was full of disbelief: "Really?"

However, the corners of the mouth were raised slightly uncontrollably, and the eyes were bright and light.

Ning An hurriedly raised his hand: "It's more real than real gold, if it's not real, you bite me."

"You want to trick me into biting you, there's no way," Feng Yun started the car with a disgusted face: "It's all bones and teeth."

Ning An smiled: "Then trust me, I'm right."

Feng Yun couldn't hold back, and chuckled lightly: "Who gave you the courage, you have such a thick skin."

Ning An muttered softly: "Liang Jingru."

"Tsk," Feng Yun curled his lips in disgust, "Nothing new."

The two bickered all the way and drove up the elevated road.

The billboards on both sides of the elevated stand under the street lights, like two rows of tall and straight trees.

Ning An watched idly, and suddenly let out a soft "Huh".

In the forest made of steel, there were sporadically scattered the advertising light boards of his and Qin Wenyu's wedding dresses.

Feng Yun snorted lightly: "You two have a good relationship, right? That's right, both models are very suitable."

"It's quite appropriate," Ning An thought for a while, and thinking of He Yi's circle, he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional about the road ahead for the two of them, which can be described as a long and difficult road: "But Brother Xiaoyu has a boyfriend."

"Why are you sighing when someone has a boyfriend? It's a pity?" Feng Yun started to get weird again!

"What's none of your business?" Ning An gritted his teeth at him.

"I just feel sorry for you," Feng Yun said flatly, "I like Luo Xiudian, I like your brother, I like Qin Wenyu, I have a boyfriend, tsk..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ning An sat up straight: "You are trying to provoke our revolutionary friendship. The only one I like is Luo Xiudian, didn't I say that?"

"Cut!" Feng Yun's face was dark, and his tone was full of disdain.

"I know, you should say that I'm trying to get his money again." Ning An's tone was very light: "But to be honest, even if I really wanted to, I wouldn't be able to."

Feng Yun didn't answer, but focused on looking at Lu.

"Let's not talk about this, it's boring." Ning An said.

He looked at the advertising light boards on both sides, and saw himself and Tan Wenyu passing by over and over again.

The drunkenness came up little by little, he closed his eyes tiredly, just when Feng Yun wondered if he had fallen asleep, he spoke again.Half questioning and half talking to himself: "You said, what's so good about feelings? Let them fly to the flame one by one?"

"They? Don't you too? What you like is still your brother's lover, isn't it more like a moth to a flame?"

"You mean Luo Xiudian?" Ning An frowned slightly, and said as a matter of course, "How can he be the same as them?"

Of course they are different, they are all true feelings, while Luo Xiudian is fake.

But Feng Yun frowned, and his thin lips were flattened, looking extremely unhappy.

Ning An's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he murmured: "There are three days until the big show, Feng Yun, thank you."

Thank you, he didn't say anything, he just finished what he wanted to say in his heart and fell asleep on his side.

Feng Yun looked at him indifferently, his cheeks were smudged red with alcohol, his bangs were fluffed on his forehead, and he looked a bit childish.

He sighed softly, took the coat sideways, and covered his shoulders.

On the other hand, he hesitated awkwardly for a long time before uttering a sentence, which was said by Tian Xiaoci: "In three days, I will wait for you to shine."

Ning An naturally did not reply.

After a long while, he said with some distaste again: "How can you like Luo Xiudian? His vision is really bad!"

Three days passed in a flash, the show at ten o'clock in the evening, Feng Yun came back at three o'clock in the afternoon, and personally sent Ning An to Hongcheng.

For such a show, it is normal to arrive at the scene four or five hours in advance.

Make up, do styling, cooperate with the designer to confirm whether the matching of clothing accessories needs to be modified, and even adjust the details of the makeup over and over again...

This show is coming.

Although the Chu family is unique in terms of clothing and accessories, it is far inferior to the Li family in terms of jewelry.

But Chu Yayan liked jewelry since she was a child, and she aspired to be a jewelry designer.

So it was impossible for her to miss such a show.

When she called Feng Yun, Feng Yun was already sitting in the coffee shop on the top floor of Hongcheng.

"I didn't wait for you because I wanted to send Ning An over." He sipped his coffee and said.

"Could it be that you're in love with him?" Chu Yayan said, "I've never seen you be so enthusiastic about anyone."

"Oh, really?" Feng Yun could not help laughing when he heard the resentment in her voice.

"No, you are indifferent, you are cold, you..."

"Okay, Chu Ziwei." Feng Yun said, "I'll talk about it when I have something to say."

"Then have you fallen in love with him?" Chu Yayan insisted.

"No," Feng Yun lowered his eyelashes: "I just took care of him by the way, and..."

He pondered for a moment: "He has someone he likes."

"Oh, that's a pity." Chu Yayan said, "I thought you, Bingshan, would be emotional, but I was wrong."

"It's okay, I'm hanging up."

"No," Chu Yayan yelled, "Chu Qin will also go to the show today."

"Oh," Feng Yun still looked like that: "He looks at his, I look at mine, can he still cover my eyes?"

"Of course he can't, but he..."

"That's fine." Feng Yun smiled and hung up the phone directly.

He has seen Chu Qin before. He has more than greed but not enough wisdom. He really doesn't pay attention to him.

The lighting and sound effects have been adjusted countless times, from small to large, from slow to urgent, from a little fluorescent light on the soles of the feet to make fireflies all over the sky, and finally explode in the air, lighting up the Milky Way all over the sky, instantly lighting up the audience and igniting The opening of the show.

Sapphire rings, earrings, bracelets, and a large piece of necklace on the chest with broken diamonds set off a starlight during the movement.

The crimson eye shadow from the eye socket to the end of the eye dyed a pair of ice-cold eyes with a touch of softness.

Under the deep V silk dark blue shirt, a large area of ​​snow-white skin was exposed, which was covered by diamonds, like stars embedded in cold jade.

It's like the sky full of stars scattered into the dark blue sea.

The wide-leg trousers slenderly tuck up the waist. At first glance, they look like skirts, and they create silky waves as they walk.

The girdle is drilled in a thin circle, which is unassuming, but it is decorated just right, like the softness of wrapping fingers.

The runway was set up as a starry sky, and the next step was like wading into a galaxy, surrounded by light and shadow.

The surrounding lights change, and the light intensity of each section is different, so that the jewels will show different lights under different lights.

Ning An stepped into the light, his normally black hair revealed a layer of azure blue under the light, echoing the sapphire jewelry from a distance, shining with every step.

His expression was indifferent and even a little empty, like a lonely traveler walking in the galaxy.

When he came to the end, he turned around lightly, casually showing the luxury and nobility of his whole body in his gestures, like a banished fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Feng Yun sat under the stage intently, for a moment, he even thought he had met his eyes.

At that moment, the heart in his chest couldn't help beating heavily. Such a vivid feeling made him feel strange and moved.

But he turned his eyes coldly, treating him like nothing.

He is so cold and self-sufficient, reflecting the secular jewels and jewels in an otherworldly way, the bare skin is the embodiment of innocence and purity.

A person who would be shy even showing a little chest at home, but can be so unrestrained on stage.

A large piece of bare skin is like transparent jade under the light, and he calmly meets the eyes of countless people without changing his face.

Feng Yun's heart beat fast in his chest, as if being fiddled with by a hand, he couldn't find the tune, and even his brain went blank for a moment.

He didn't understand why he was like this, and this feeling made him panic. When he looked carefully again, Ning An had already turned and left.

As soon as he entered the backstage, Ning An pursed his lips and took off the accessories on his body one by one, and unbuttoned his clothes.

When he arrived in front of DRESSER, he had already taken care of all the things on his body.

Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly changed into the next set of clothes.

During the busy time, there was an exclamation from the side, and a female DRESSER fell to the ground in panic, looking for something.

There was everything on the ground, and DRESSER was busy for a while in a panic, and when he raised his head, his face was full of panic.

The designer yelled anxiously: "Where is the spare? Are you not ready to spare?"

The scene was chaotic, DRESER was a very young girl, her helpless eyes accidentally met Ning An's eyes, Ning An was raising her head to match her own DRESER with accessories on her neck.

He asked her softly, "What's missing?"

"A round buckle, hollowed out and set with diamonds." The girl made a circle with her thumb and forefinger to indicate the size, crying anxiously.

Before DRESSER finished speaking, someone scolded: "Let's talk about the fuck, why don't you hurry up?"

The designer had already searched for other alternatives. Ning An checked that there was still some time left, then turned around and went to the item shelf on the dressing table to get his bag, and took off the ring.

The designer has already taken the sewing tools and stands in front of the model, ready to temporarily replace the pearl buckle.

It was a waist dress with a brocade inlaid with diamonds, and the pearl buttons were replaced without the sense of harmony of the diamond buttons.

Ning An went over and handed the naked ring: "Is this one okay?"

The female designer was scrambling to save the scene, when she heard the words she asked angrily, "What?"

"If there is a diamond chain or a thinner chain that is more shiny, I can help you net out a hollow buckle."

"You're just a model." The female designer didn't stop, her tone full of contempt.

"I'm also a part of this show, although it's insignificant." Ning An calmly shook the ring in his hand: "Would you like to try it, even if it doesn't work, you have nothing to lose."

Time passed by, and it was time for Ning An to play. The female designer's eyes became sharper, and his own dresser also secretly gave him a hand, reminding him not to offend the designer.

Ning An could almost hear the sound of the second hand ticking in his heart, and he was forced into a cold sweat by the sound.

But he stubbornly shook the ring in his hand again, almost commanding: "Give me a thin chain!"