Chapter 171 Rescue
Meng Ying returned to Hongjiang City in the afternoon.
Soon I met Song Zhiqiu.
There is a young girl next to Song Zhiqiu, "She is Shuyu, your assistant. She will be with you throughout the film festival tomorrow night. Shuyu has been with me for many years. She is very smart. You It’s your first time participating in a film festival like this. Don’t be nervous, but be careful during the interview. I’m afraid that reporters may ask you questions. If you encounter such a question, Shuyu will wink at you and just avoid the topic. Okay.”
“The styling team will come over later. Let’s choose clothes and decide on the look for tomorrow. Here is the script.”
The styling team is not a first-line team in the industry. The film festival is hot and there are many female stars who are confirmed to attend the event. The first- and second-line stylist teams have already been fully booked, and the prices are even higher. Several top stylists in the industry have regular partners. , signed a scheduling agreement and will not cooperate with other stars in the same event.
Every time Song Zhiqiu attends an event, she always wears a fixed style. She has a long-term cooperation brand. She doesn’t make mistakes but she doesn’t stand out. It fits her personality and her style is not exaggerated, highlighting her as a senior female producer. image.
Stylist Wen Ya looked at Meng Ying with a flash of surprise in her eyes. Even though she had seen the photos given by Song Zhiqiu before, it was not enough to give her the feeling of seeing a real person. "These are brands I have personally collaborated with, and they suit Miss Meng. However, I still suggest that it is her first time to attend the film festival, so she needs to leave a deep impression. These dresses are a bit conservative and not enough to bring out the best in Miss Meng." "
But tomorrow is the film festival, and it is too late to rent a big-name dress temporarily. Forget about haute couture. Not to mention the status of the wearer, it is extremely difficult to rent. Tomorrow night is the film festival, and all the fairy dresses from major brands have been borrowed.
Tomorrow night, at least four movie queens will attend.
Several well-known brands’ high-end and hot-searched products are ready.
Tomorrow’s hot searches will definitely be exciting. This large-scale film festival is held every two years, and actors who are slightly famous in the circle will attend. The hot searches may not be enough.
Meng Ying chose one dress from a dozen or so dresses.
After changing and walking out, Song Zhiqiu repeatedly exclaimed, "This one is beautiful."
Wen Ya's eyes kept falling on Meng Ying, "What does it look good? The one that looks good belongs to Meng Ying." The face is not the clothes. This dress was worn by a third-tier female star before. It was worn out at a small event two weeks ago. The organza was too puffy and looked strong, and the girdle looked a little too tight. The sense of bulkiness, that is, what Meng Ying wears, is achieved by her face.”
She smiled softly and looked at herself in the mirror.
Nude pink gauze skirt, long hair hanging lightly on her shoulders.
“You also said that the hot searches tomorrow night are not enough. It doesn’t really matter what dress I wear. The protagonist tomorrow night is not me. The brand attaches great importance to exposure. I It can't provide such high-intensity exposure and heat, so I think this one will do."
"No! I'll talk to you again. It's a waste of your face to wear this dress." Ya took the mobile phone and started making calls.
Meng Ying’s cell phone also rang.
An unfamiliar number.
Local.
After the call was connected, it was Zhao Yang on the other end.
Meng Ying curled her lips, "Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?"
Half an hour later, in Wenya's studio, the Camellia brand's Greater China PR carried her A black textile bag with the brand's logo comes in.
Wen Ya naturally knew the other party, but was very surprised.
"Sister Kilig, why are you here?" But her eyes kept falling on the black textile bag in her hand.
Kilig smiled, looking around Wenya, then towards Song Zhiqiu and Meng Ying. His eyes stayed on Meng Ying for several seconds, and his smile became deeper and deeper, looking past Wenya. Following Song Zhiqiu, he walked up to Meng Ying and said, "Ms. Meng, I'm sorry. Originally, I did have three high-definition pieces and two super optional pieces in my hand, but time was too tight and I had borrowed several pieces. There was really no other way. There are two pieces for you to choose from, Miss Meng, but after this cooperation, Camellia is willing to provide corresponding services as soon as possible for Miss Meng’s red carpet events.”
Song Zhiqiu looked at Wen Ya.
Did you do it?
But then I thought about it, that’s not right.
Only a few movie queens and top-notch girls have borrowed Camellia’s fairy skirt. The actor wanted to borrow a dress, but he couldn't. Kilig was not that easy to talk to.
Later it was approved, and Gao Fan, the editor-in-chief of "W·Jie", only borrowed it once. The official has not claimed it yet, which makes the actress look bad.
Wen Ya waved her hand.
How could she have such ability?
Song Zhiqiu nodded clearly and chatted with Kilig for a few words. Wenya helped Meng Ying go to the fitting room to change clothes. A black rose, mysterious and noble, and a purple rose, as quiet and fairy-like, two kinds Different styles, the last two pieces were kept. Wenya didn't ask any questions, just looked at Meng Ying a few more times, and after confirming the two looks for tomorrow night, Meng Ying took her mobile phone and found a quiet place to make a call. After making a phone call, Wen Ya couldn't help but wink at Song Zhiqiu.
“Here, who is the financial backer? With just one sentence, Kilig, a well-known snob in the fashion circle, came to deliver the dress in person. You must know that the double-gold actress Lin Ruoyi had offended Kilig before and didn’t even take advantage of it. What's so cheap?"
Song Zhiqiu, "Don't ask, you and I can't afford to offend the people behind her."
"Is it so mysterious?"
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Meng Ying stood in front of the window.
Listen to the voice on the other end of the phone.
“What time will the red carpet be tomorrow night?”
“It starts at six o’clock, I will go to the infield after walking, participate in two interviews, take a set of photos, and then before nine o’clock, You should be able to leave.”
"Okay, will you go back to Butterfly Apartment tonight?"
"No, I'm going home." Meng Ying, "Thank you, Mr. Liang."
"You are so polite all of a sudden, how should I reply? , then, you’re welcome, Miss Meng.”
“Is there anyone around you?” Meng Ying heard other voices coming from the other end of his phone, a girl’s voice.
"Well, it was my sister who spoke just now. Do you want to say hello to her?"
younger sister?
Meng Ying knew that he had a sister.
Looking like a teenager.
Immediately, a little female voice came from over there, very strange, "Hello, third sister-in-law."
Meng Ying blushed.
"Hello, just call me Meng Ying."
"Third brother won't let me call you that. He said it's rude to call people by their names. You are third brother's girlfriend, aren't you my sister-in-law? ?”
“You can, just call me sister.”
Liang Xibei held the phone and lay in Liang Jincong’s arms to look at him. He was on speaker phone, so he naturally heard it. He raised his eyebrows slightly, shook his head and looked at Xi Bei.
“That’s not allowed. Calling me sister will make me look rude.”
Meng Ying didn't take herself too seriously with a child, her voice was very gentle, "What's your name?"
"You can call me Beibei."
"Beibei, your brother's health Are you ready?"
"Not so good. I just finished the rescue this morning. Oh, third brother, why did you hit me?"