Chapter 54: Alarm Clock (please read)
The flight arrived smoothly.
Arrived in Paris, went out of customs, came to the roulette wheel at the luggage area, and looked at the time to Yang Yang.
After a 10-hour flight, plus the time just spent, the domestic time at this moment is approaching 23:00.
And in Paris, it was the most beautiful time of the day just now.
The sunset outside the airport and the flaming clouds stretching to the horizon are amazing when you look at them from the plane.
But Xiangyang planned to go home directly later, take a nice hot bath, drink a glass of cold beer, and have a hearty dinner. Taking an early rest was the right way to go.
Even in 2009, Paris was not very safe after nightfall.
The apartment area where Xiangyang lives is pretty good. He rarely comes into contact with those messy people and has never encountered anything too dangerous.
"Mr. Xiang, where are you going? If you are on your way, I can see you off."
Fan Xiaopang had changed into a set of private clothes at this moment. What he wore on his body was a long, lake blue lamb wool coat that looked very warm.
Paired with her high heels and her temperament, she looks like a graceful and luxurious royal sister.
Especially the Dior Princess Diana bag in my hand.
“No, you’re welcome.” Xiang Yang looked a little tired. When he saw that except for Fan Xiaopang’s assistant, the photographer was minding his own business in picking up his luggage, he asked:
"What, you don't need to shoot anymore?"
"Well, it's over. Get ready for the hotel later and have a night's rest first."
"You really need to have a good rest."
Fan Xiaopang pursed the corners of her mouth, and her smile made her face The fatigue on the bed faded a little, "Does Mr. Xiang plan this way too?"
"Yes, I want to go back and rest first." Xiang Yang nodded.
"Why don't we make an appointment for dinner together if you have a chance? I'll be staying here for about a week." After saying this, Fan Xiaopang took the initiative to take out his mobile phone, with a trace of expectation flashing in his eyes. , looking towards the sun.
However, she showed great restraint and did not hand the phone directly to Xiang Yang. Instead, she quietly waited for the other party's reply.
Looking at the other party, Xiang Yang exhaled slightly and nodded.
Fan Xiaopang had wanted it from the beginning, and he could have seen it a long time ago. In fact, as long as he was willing to pay attention, it would not be difficult for Fan Xiaopang to get Xiangyang's personal contact information from others.
But she didn't do that, and she didn't ask on the plane. She just wanted to use the moment of separation to bring it up, so Xiangyang would be more accepting.
Xiang Yang, who understands this, will naturally not refuse to exchange mobile phone numbers.
After all, it's just a number.
If you don’t want to pick up the call, just pretend you can’t see it.
After the two exchanged mobile phone numbers, the luggage began to come out one after another.
After seeing his luggage coming out, Xiangyang said hello to Fan Xiaopang, picked up his two suitcases from the conveyor belt, and walked out of the airport.
"Little Fatty Sister, he is just an ordinary designer. If you do this, will others think you are too low-status?" Fan Xiaopang's assistant asked quietly after Xiangyang left. road.
"You don't understand." Fan Xiaopang looked at Xiang Yang's back, withdrew his deep eyes, shook his head at his assistant and said:
"You can't just look at things on the surface, do you understand?"
"Yes." The assistant nodded and said, "I understand, but I can't understand it."
"Then you should read more of Liu Qianqian's entertainment reports and you will know." After that , Fan Xiaopang saw her luggage, she pointed, "Quickly go push a cart and check the luggage."
"Okay, little fat lady."
Huaxia, suburbs of Beijing. The tranquility of night has come quietly.
In the spacious bedroom, on the soft sofa, Liu Qianqian crossed her feet while looking at the book, and her fingers were still "tick-tock-tock" on the book to make a rhythmic melody.
She was in a good mood, her pink lips softly humming a song she once sang:
“You cannot decide the situation of love~
Keeping distance is a problem~”
Because the house feels too big, Su Chang is reluctant to let go and can’t let go. She is wearing a striped silk dress that is exactly the same as Liu Qianqian’s pajamas, but with different colors. She is lying on the bed and scrolling through her mobile phone. .
Hearing this song, he tapped the screen lightly with his finger and said: "Sissi, you are really big-hearted. "
Hearing this, Liu Qianqian was confused, "Huh? "Screamed.
"Let me show you the news. I just got it. Fan Xiaopang went to Paris today. He should be on the same flight as Xiangyang. Now the media is reporting on it. "Su Chang climbed forward from the bed and tried to pass the phone to Liu Qianqian across the aisle.
"Oh, I saw it this afternoon, it was pretty good." Liu Qianqian smiled lightly and returned her eyes to the book.
"Aren't you anxious after seeing it?" Su Chang frowned.
"Why should I be in a hurry?" Liu Qianqian pursed her lips, rolled her clear eyes a few times, and said, "Then isn't it normal for her to go to Paris."
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When Su Chang heard it, he felt the same way.
It was like Gong Li, International Zhang, Fan Xiaopang, Zhou Xun, etc., who went to Paris at this time, it felt more logical to be invited than their friends.
“But look at this report, ‘Fan Xiaopang, the leader of Chinese fashion, was invited to attend the grand opening in Paris, France’, and this article, ‘The fashion magazine “GRAZIA” cooperated with Elie Saab to invite Fan Xiaopang appeared in the whole show."
At the end, Su Chang felt that he couldn't read anymore. How can I put it? The contrast was too obvious.
She also admits that her friends are not as influential as Fan Xiaopang, but the attitude of public opinion is simply out of the ordinary.
Whether it was the media reports when Liu Qianqian was invited , or the news headlines when Gong Li was invited, were not so exaggerated.
Seeing the fact that Fan Xiaopang went to Paris was highly praised in the news, Su Chang felt depressed for his friend from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing that she was thirsty after reciting a long paragraph, Liu Qianqian had no reaction at all. In addition to the depression in her heart, the corners of her mouth began to twitch slightly.
I have been having trouble with my feelings for a long time, but the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is.
“I said, did you listen to what I said?”
“Yes.”
"Then please give me some reaction."
"." Liu Qianqian bit her lower lip and looked at her friend seriously. Her clear eyes were filled with confusion. She really didn't know what to say. OK.
It just felt like it was normal.
While she was thinking about what to say, her cell phone, which had been sitting beside her all night, started to sound "ding ding ding" without any warning. alarm sound.
A hint of agility flashed through Liu Qianqian's eyes.
She smiled coquettishly at her friend, sat up from the sofa, her hair was flowing down, and her graceful and delicate figure, even though she was wrapped in a wide white silk dress, still somewhat teased people's heartstrings.
At least, when Su Chang saw her nimble behavior, his anger dissipated in an instant and disappeared.
"Who called you?" she asked.
“It’s not a phone call,” Liu Qianqian picked up the phone, pressed the button, and said with a smile:
“I just set an alarm clock to see what time it is when he arrives. Point.”
"You're really good!"
Sorry for the long wait
(End of this chapter)