The Entertainment Circle is Mine

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He actually doesn't like candy.

It's just that at a very young age, children have a natural love for candy, and they want to eat a candy in their hearts. But that person didn't buy it for him, he spent every cent on food, drink, whoring, gambling, and he couldn't get enough to eat, let alone sugar. He looked at the colorful fruit candies in the hands of the children in town, swallowed quietly, and after they peeled off the candy wrappers and threw them on the ground, he secretly picked up the candy wrappers and licked them.

One winter, the mayor sent an expensive can of coffee candy to their house, which was placed on the second floor of the cabinet by that person. As the Chinese New Year approached, he went out to play cards again, betting that he even forgot his three-year-old son at home and didn't come home for two days in a row.

Cen Feng lay in bed hungry for two days.

There was nothing at home except the can of coffee candy on the cupboard. Still such a small child, skinny and skinny, he pushed a stool taller than him to the front of the cabinet, stepped on the stool and climbed up, and opened the sugar bowl.

He was afraid of being beaten, so he didn't dare to eat too much. He only ate two, and then he obediently screwed the lid and put it back. The candy in his mouth was so sweet that he couldn't bear to chew it, so he kept it until he fell asleep.

Finally woke up.

The man didn't know when he came back, and there was the coffee candy that he opened on the table, scolding, punching and kicking, pouring down his head like a storm: Did I tell you that this can of candy is going to be taken away? You are not allowed to eat in exchange for money! Did I tell you! You starving ghost, debt collector, I will beat you to death!

After the fight was over, he seemed still not relieved, picked him up from the bed and pressed him on the table.

Then he opened the can of coffee candy, grabbed a big handful, squeezed his chin and forced him to open his mouth, and stuffed half of the can of coffee into his mouth like crazy.

The candies filled his mouth, tore the corners of his mouth and choked him to death.

Since then, Cen Feng has stopped eating sugar.

For a long time, he didn't even dare to eat sweet things, and he would feel sick to his stomach when he smelled it.

Later, I gradually recovered. I regard sweets as a concoction for a bitter life. I drink very sugary milk tea and eat very sweet cakes, but I still don’t touch a single sugar.

The sound of hard candy crushing his teeth still made him gag.

Fans see that he likes sweets, and they think he likes candy too, and they always give him a lot of candy enthusiastically. He would smile and accept it, put it in the locker, and never open it again.

The colorful candy paper in the glass jar reflects the light, reflecting the colorful light.

The female shopkeeper looked at him with a little fear, and pushed the sugar bowl forward again: Take it away.

Cen Feng lowered his eyes, stared at the sugar bowl indifferently for a while, and suddenly raised his head and said, When she comes back next time, tell her that I haven't been here again, and return the things to her.

The female shop owner was stunned: Ah? You don't want it?

He was in no mood: No, don't tell her I've been here.

After speaking, he turned around and left with his guitar on his back.

A string of purple wind chimes hangs at the door of the store. Halfway through the door, he stopped, paused, and then turned back. The female shopkeeper looked at him a little surprised.

Cen Feng stretched out his hand, opened the lid of the sugar jar, took a red candy from it, closed the lid again, and pushed it inside, still as calm as water: Excuse me.

The female shopkeeper quickly waved her hand: No trouble, no trouble.

He nodded slightly, grabbed the candy in his palm, pushed the door and left.

When I walked outside the door, I met a man who would stop and listen to him sing a few songs every time I passed by after get off work, and greeted him friendly: Hi, little brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you sing today? ?

Cen Feng glanced at the fallen leaves and shook his head: I won't sing today. He paused for a while, then said, I won't come here to sing in the future.

The man was a little disappointed: Are you leaving? Hey, then I wish you a big star soon.

He smiled and walked down the street on a winter night with his guitar on his back, his back melted into the night.

...

Xu Zhexing started school not long after he returned to S City.

The unfinished winter vacation homework was all copied by Cheng You two days ago. When Cheng You was copying her homework, she took the cloth ruler and tailors the scissors, where she sewed, repaired, disassembled, disassembled, cut, and cut.

The prototype of the skirt has been made, and Cheng You asked her dubiously, Zhi Xing, can you really make the skirt you painted? Don't you only sew clothes for Barbie dolls at most?

Xu Zhexing: Children do their homework quietly and don't disturb adults.

Cheng You: Who am I helping with my homework!!!

Xu Zhaixing: Good, I'll take you to eat fried chicken later, eat big pieces.

Or rather a child, a piece of fried chicken immediately quieted her.

After school started, Xu Zhaixing was even busier. This skirt was her work for several years. Even a broken diamond on the skirt was sewn by herself, without the hands of others.

Sometimes Mother Xu wanted to help, but she was kicked out. Standing at the door, she sighed and said to Father Xu, When she used to move Barbie dolls home without money, who would have thought that she has the ability now?

After the beginning of spring, the weather warmed up, and the branches on the street also sprouted. Xu Zhexing's skirt was finally completed and airlifted to City B before the competition.

She went to ask the head teacher for leave, and after explaining the reason, the head teacher agreed immediately, and wished her to take leave.

get good grades.

This time, of course, Xu Yan came to pick her up.

He put on a thin spring shirt with long legs and narrow waist, and many girls were secretly watching her along the way. Xu Zhexing said thoughtfully, Brother, why don't you pack yourself up and make your own debut, you are really getting more and more handsome, even more handsome than the male artists in our company!

Xu Yan glanced at her: I think your ability to play tricks is getting more and more powerful.

Xu Zhaixing: ...I sincerely praise you, what are you doing to me?

The two bickered all the way to the parking lot, and saw the car window down from a distance, and someone sat inside and waved to her happily.

As soon as he approached, Zhao Jinjin hurriedly got out of the car and said happily, Miss, long time no see.

Xu Jiexing also smiled: Why are you here?

The two got into the car, and Zhao Jinjin said, Mr. Xu asked me to go home with you to try on the dress!

Xu Zhexing looked her up and down for a while: Your figure is well maintained, you have more lines than before, and your skin is better than before!

Zhao Jinjin said proudly: Of course! She stretched out a finger and said pitifully, I haven't even had a sip of Coke in the past few months.

It almost made Xu Jiexing laugh to death.

The skirt was where Xu Yan lived, and Xu Zhexing sent it along with the mannequin. Xu Yan kept it well as required, what it looked like when it was sent, and what it looks like now.

Zhao Jinjin was talking and laughing with her at first, but after entering the room and seeing the skirt, he was speechless.

So excited that his pupils dilated, he asked Xu Zhexing in disbelief: Miss, you made this?! My God, this dress is so beautiful! It's more luxurious than the one I wore on the red carpet last time. Beautiful! Ahhh can I really wear this dress? Am I eligible? Can I really?!

Xu Zhexing closed the bedroom door: You can! Take it off!

Zhao Jinjin proudly tore off his jacket.

The skirt is made according to her body proportions, and every line fits her body curve. Xu Zhexing admired the beauty's devilish figure for free, and after helping her change her skirt, she simply tossed her hair.

Zhao Jinjin only had one sentence throughout the whole process: Why are you so powerful.

After wearing it, Xu Zhexing carefully looked at whether there was any need for adjustment, and found that it was completely unnecessary. It was perfect.

She opened the door and asked Xu Yan to come in.

Xu Yan looked up and down for Zhao Jinjin, who was trembling because of excitement, and nodded pertinently: Yes, let's get the prize.

Zhao Jinjin was so excited that he almost cried: I've never worn such a beautiful dress, I'm so expensive...

Xu Zhexing clapped his hands: Look at this, take two steps, you take two steps! Stop shaking!

Zhao Jinjin shivered for two laps, and found that wearing a skirt and not wearing a skirt are not the same concept at all. She has been training very well in the past few months, why won't she leave in a skirt!

She wanted to cry without tears and said to Xu Zhaixing, I'm so afraid of wearing it out. If I move too hard, will I lose diamonds while walking?

Xu Zhaixing looked at her coldly: Do you think you are Yueyong? Bingjing Dieling? Zimengxue Yashangxue, do tears turn into pearls when you cry?

Zhao Jinjin: Who?

In the next few days, Xu Zhexing let Zhao Jinjin wear a skirt to practice the catwalk. Wu Zhiyun specially invited a model teacher to teach Zhao Jinjin by words and deeds. She is very spiritual and learns things very quickly. After a few days of practice, she got used to the skirt belt The sense of complexity that comes, goes in a similar fashion.

Soon it will be the official game.

The competition venue is located in the famous show field in City B, and the stage was set up a few months ago. The competition has two rounds, the semi-final and the final, but there is no gap in between. The semi-final mainly depends on whether the designer presents the works on the drawings perfectly and the performance of the models.

After the semi-final screening is over, you will immediately enter the finals, which is comparable to the designer's skills.

When Xu Yan sent the two to the entrance of the participating designers, they could no longer follow them. Only the designers and models could enter. He patted Xu Zhexing on the head and said nothing else: Come on.

Xu Zhexing nodded arrogantly.

In international competitions, the individual assignments are very reasonable. A group of eight contestants are arranged in the same large-scale clothing room, each with its own dressing table and changing room, which is not crowded and does not collide, avoiding many conflicts.

Xu Zhexing was on the 27th. When he entered with Zhao Jinjin according to the sign, the designers who were already busy in the room were stunned. Xu Zhexing didn't dress up specially, she even turned her face up, with a vigorous ponytail, wearing sweatpants and white sneakers, no matter how she looked, she was an underage child.

But she has the designer's brand on her chest, and a 27 card on her waist.

Those who can enter the semi-finals, no matter how young, have at least graduated from college, and when have they been underage.

They all looked at Xu Zhaixing with amazement and disbelief. If it wasn't for the fact that the contestants were still anonymous until now, they would all wonder if this was a backdoor.

A male designer with a beard holding a makeup brush and applying makeup to his model couldn't help but greet her: My darling, how old are you little girl?

Xu Zhaixing said politely, I'm sixteen.

There was a mess in the room.

The man was startled: Genius. He glanced at Zhao Jinjin, who was holding a skirt behind him, and after a long while, You're not that...that... The man didn't say his name for a long time, slapped his forehead and pointed. He pointed to the room at the back: Hurry up and change your clothes, the twenty-seventh changing room is in

That.

The two thanked them and went straight.

As soon as he entered the small space and closed the door, Zhao Jinjin finally breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, I thought someone would trouble us and start a fight all the way.

She is not yet well-known in the circle, and every time she goes to participate in activities, she will encounter unpleasant things more or less, and she thought it would be the same this time.

While helping her put on a skirt, Xu Zhexing said, Most designers are proud. We were lucky and we didn't encounter villains.

She couldn't help but say, Miss, it's good to follow you, no one will bully me.

In one sentence, it shows how bittersweet the entertainment industry is.

Xu Zhexing paused and said softly for a long time, Chenxing will become stronger, trust me. In a few years, those who used to bully you will all look up to you. We will all become stronger.

We all get stronger and protect those we want to protect.

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