The Entertainment Circle is Mine

A few days after the announcement of Chanjuan’s official show, Xu Zhaixing came up with a custom embroidered suit tailored according to the proportions of Cen Feng’s body.

Although Chanjuan women’s dress has added elements of the Chinese style, it still follows the concept of modern clothing as a whole, preferring the style of evening dress. Therefore, when designing men’s clothing, Xu Zhaixing adopted the same concept, choosing a suitable style for cutting, and then adding embroidery elements.

Cen Feng has a very good figure, with a standard hanger, wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, making him look particularly noble when wearing a suit.

Especially after changing to the high-end set designed by Xu Zhaixing for him, as he walked outside while buttoning his cuff, he seemed like a nobleman who came out a hundred years ago, looking fresh and elegant.

Xu Zhaixing couldn’t take her eyes away.

What kind of fan you are depends on what your idol wears today; this sentence was really true.

At this moment, she immediately threw the burden of being a mother fan and began fantasizing about a picture of her idol tearing open the neckline slightly, faintly seeing the looming collarbone and putting his hand on the wall with her in between!!!

Cen Feng glanced at her, and suddenly chuckled, with a hoarse voice at the end he asked in a low voice. “What are you thinking?”

Xu Zhaixing was still drowning in her fantasy.

She subconsciously spoke the truth. “I want to be kabedon by you…”

As soon as the words fell, her idol held her shoulders and pulled her toward the side. Feeling weak and dizzy, she was easily dragged, and before she realized, she had already been pressed against the wall by Cen Feng.

He lowered his head, and his gaze seemed puzzled. “Like this?”

Xu Zhaixing almost fainted on the spot.

She felt tightly wrapped by his scent, almost suffocating her whole.

Cen Feng looked at the girl under him was getting redder and redder, her pupils were getting wider as she held her breath so hard that she would soon pass out, so he withdrew his hand and took two steps back while his gaze still lowered and started buttoning the cuffs again.

His messy hair sweeps at the end of his eyes, showing coolness and elegance.

At this time, Xu Zhaixing covered her mouth as she let out a restrained whine from her throat, feeling that the last sliver of reason in her body as a mother fan had completely broken through the shackles of morality and ran away without a trace.

Stop being a mother; it’s tough.

Cen Feng finished buttoning his cuff and looked up at her who was still covering her mouth with flushed eyes. He asked knowingly, “What’s wrong?”

Xu Zhaixing took several deep breaths before recovering her voice, feeling wronged. “Brother, who did you learn this from?”

How much did you learn to flirt to be like this?

Cen Feng pretended to think, “In TV dramas.”

Xu Zhaixing was pained, “TV dramas nowadays do a lot of harm.”

He laughed and shook his head.

Because of what happened, Xu Zhaixing was distracted. Especially when she found out that the pants did not fit because she was not able to visually measure his hip when she took the measurements, and now her whole body burned up again.

Stammering she said, “Brother, you …… turn around and I’ll take another look.”

Cen Feng turned around following her words.

Xu Zhaixing stared at her idol’s butt for a long time before making sure that it didn’t fit. The pants were a little too big, not only did they fail to reflect her idol’s butt (?) but also causes wrinkles due to slight looseness.

After a while, Cen Feng heard her say, “The back of the pants needs to be altered.”

He certainly noticed this too.

When he turned back, he saw her dawdling as she took out the measuring tape while showing a look of resignation. Seeing him look over, Xu Zhaixing swallowed, as she stiffly said. “Brother, I have to measure…you again.”

Cen Feng smiled gently, “En.”

After hesitating for a long time, Xu Zhaixing finally got started.

Holding her breath, she focused her eyes and restrained herself from thinking, looking, and touching, but her fingertips inevitably bump, damn it, it’s curvy.

Comrade Xu Zhaixing, who groped her idol’s butt, felt like she had to fast and chant Buddha for the following week to wash away her sins and get rid of her inner desires and thoughts.

After his measurements, Cen Feng went back to the fitting room to change his clothes.

Two places still needed to be altered, so Xu Zhaixing placed the entire suit back into a bag. The redness on her cheeks had not faded as she whispered to him, “I’ll bring it back to you for a try after I’m done altering it.”

Cen Feng nodded and said yes.

Xu Zhaixing waved at him while holding his clothes and didn’t dare to stay any longer and quickly slipped away.

As she went out, You Tao happened to come in from the outside, and seeing the young lady’s back running away, she could not help but cast a meaningful look at Cen Feng, who was standing in the room.

Cen Feng on the other hand looked at her very calmly with a subtle smile.

After the official announcement of Chanjuan, the stagnant fashion resources of Cen Feng instantly became popular. Several magazines proactively approached him and invited him to conduct interviews.

Although none of them were in the top 4 major publications like “Liren,” the meal has to be eaten one bite at a time, and the road has to be walked step by step and for the current Cen Feng, these resources from fashion magazines were considered good.

However, Wu Zhiyun still has a request; that is, they will not accept the interview unless it is for a cover.

Previously, Ying Xuze and his team were also offered a magazine interview and were only offered for internal page layouts, after all, the debut rankings varied, with differences in popularity and resources. However, for C-position, it must be the cover.

The first two went off without a hitch, and when it was the third turn, something went wrong.

It was still a cover page, but it was in collaboration with another male artist.

When Wu Zhiyun heard the staff say this, he was instantly enraged. ”How can this work? Can a single cover be the same as a pair cover? Moreover, we don’t know each other at all, we have neither cooperation nor personal relationship, so there’s no reason to make a cover together!”

There was one more thing he did not say:

The other party was simply a third- or fourth-tier scumbag, and they wanted to shoot a cover with Cen Feng; wasn’t this fucking force to tie them up together?

It’s not like they are here for charity.

Although “Urban Show” currently has the highest status among the magazines discussed so far, it was not possible for Wu Zhiyun to give up his principles because of this.

Seeing that he was so determined, the assistant editor-in-chief smiled and smoothed things over, “Brother Wu, don’t say it like that. They haven’t had a collab before? They can start now with this project, they don’t know each other? They can start their friendship now. The concept we have right now is fresh and unique, so the market for this should also be broader.”

Wu Zhiyun did not know what his plan was, but he obviously wanted to use Cen Feng’s popularity to bring the fool around, thinking he sneered. “No need, our Cen Feng can fully support the market alone.”

The assistant editor-in-chief cursed him inwardly for now knowing good and bad, as he laughed dryly and turned his head to look at Cen Feng.

It is known within the circle that Cen Feng has a very calm personality, does not compete, and has always been very good at talking. It was also for this reason that they dared to have this idea.

He sighed and pretended to be pitiful. “Cen Feng ah, you are already here. A collab and single cover are still the same; it is just different in words. How about I call Xiao Chuan to come over to meet you, and you guys have a chat…”

However, Cen Feng only gave him a cold look. “No need.”

Wu Zhiyun inwardly commented, Our artists are kind but not stupid.

The assistant editor-in-chief was a little annoyed by the attitude of these people, thinking that he was the assistant editor-in-chief of a second-tier fashion magazine, and that ordinary artists in the industry would not be greeted by him with a smile. However, this newcomer, who had just debuted was acting like he was something big.

Besides, he was not an official artist of Chenxing; he only had a one-year contract with them. Does he think that he would be scared of him?

The assistant editor-in-chief’s face suddenly turned unsightly and said, eccentrically. “Brother Wu, the market now is like this. Readers will not buy if the coffee position* cannot hold a single cover. “Urban Show” is not the same as the ones you shot before, look who was on the cover of our last issue. You guys are like this, aren’t you asking me to make things difficult?”

(*refers to the status of a star in the entertainment industry)

Did he heard that correctly, he satirized Wu Zhiyun’s artist of being incapable?

He did not bother to argue with this kind of person, and just directly got up and said to Cen Feng. “Let’s go, we’re not filming anymore.”

The assistant editor-in-chief instantly pulled down his face, “Brother Wu, you guys have to thought this through. We gave you the cover, but you didn’t want to shoot it, besides us, which magazine can spare the slot now?”

Wu Zhiyun gave him a cold look and walked out without saying a word.

Cen Feng still had the same indifferent look, neither angry nor annoyed. He nodded slightly at the assistant editor-in-chief, counting it as a greeting, and left without slowing down with his hands in his pants pockets.

Wu Zhiyun was walking fast while talking on the phone, and Cen Feng only heard his intermittent scolding. He must have complained about what happened.

By the time he got to the elevator door, Wu Zhiyun had already hung up the phone, the anger on his face was gone, and said to him somewhat happily, “Don’t worry, this brother has contacted you with a cover, and there will be news soon.”

Cen Feng nodded and reached out to press the elevator.

The two were waiting when the assistant editor from earlier came out after them again.

He was in a fit of anger earlier, so he spoke harshly. However, when the two of them left, he calmed down and remembered that he could not let Cen Feng go away; he needed to find a way to let them agree.

He smiled apologetically when he reached them. “Brother Wu! Old Wu! You’ve got such a temperament, why are you in a hurry? If you have something to say, you can talk about it.”

As he was talking, Wu Zhiyun’s phone rang.

He glanced at the incoming call on the screen, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes. He then looked at the assistant editor with a hint of ridicule.

Slowly picking up the phone, he blurted out, “Hello, Editor-in-Chief Annan.”

The assistant editor paused.

The person on the other end of the phone laughed, “Zhaixing just called and told me what happened, what’s the big deal, how can magazines like “Urban Show” worth your anger? All right, bring the person over, I’ll make room for you in the next issue.”

Wu Zhiyun smiled brightly, “Alright, we’ll be right over.”

After hanging up the phone, he raised his eyebrows at Cen Feng and said, “It’s done.”

The elevator door “ding” open.

The two of them walked in.

The assistant editor-in-chief hurriedly followed, holding the elevator door with his hand, accompanied by a smile, and asked. “Old Wu, why are you leaving ah? Let’s sit down and talk again, if you really feel that the collaboration cover is not working, then I will think of a way to get you a single cover!”

With a tone of “I’m generous enough.”

Wu Zhiyun smiled at him very kindly, “No need to talk, I’ll be taking our artist who doesn’t have enough marketing to shoot in “Liren”.”

Assistant Editor in Chief: “…”

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