Three days after the world supermodel rankings were officially released in December, the top American fashion magazine "edith" was released globally.

In the streets and alleys of China, you can see the promotional posters of the issue of "edith" everywhere. Some smart bookstore owners and newspaper booth owners have placed this issue of "edith" in the most eye-catching position so that people who come and go can see it.

"edith" is one of the five top magazines in the world. Although its influence in China is not as good as that of local magazines "Muse" and "Suyi", its sales have always been good. Moreover, these bosses have long discovered that the cover character of this issue of "edith" is the simile that has been popular recently!

In the past, as long as there are magazines with similes, the sales will be great! Can't you put this out quickly?

This time, these bookstore owners did not disappoint. By noon, the issue of "edith" magazine was sold out, which made these smart bosses hate themselves. How could they think that "edith" American magazine has not sold well in China, resulting in fewer books?

On the cover of "edith", which was expected by Ming Xiaoyu's fans for more than half a month, there was a cold and indifferent boy. This is a style that Ming Si rarely tried. It is very gentle and elegant. She was wearing a gentleman's tuxedo with a body, leaning half on the wall, looking up at the world outside the picture.

Perhaps because "edith" is a Western magazine after all, this time the simile dress is really European.

The soft hair was dyed into a brilliant golden color, not the very vulgar rural golden color, but the very soft and delicate platinum color like the Western blonde hair. The hair was specially cut a lot, which made many fans who like to have a long invention and exclaim that it was a pity, but this short and capable hair made the boy more mature and restrained.

The platinum-colored short hair with a large side part only leaves a few strands of broken hair on the forehead, making the smooth forehead fuller.

Although it was a tuxedo, it was not as rigorous as the traditional sense. The boy leaned against the wall with one foot, and the dress was open very casually. The lined shirt also seemed to loosen a few buttons, revealing its towering and bulging collarbone.

The bright light hit the left side of the picture to the right side, and at the same time, the young man's shadow was lengthened and swayed on the ground.

The scene was too fresh and beautiful. Such a boy was too gentle and elegant. He quickly captured this group of excited mushroom powder, which also made many passers-by sigh: "What kind of style is the simile, you can control it!"

That afternoon, no different from usual, Diyou had purchased thousands of "edith" magazines normally, and sold them to the same person. The little assistant was very dedicated to the attendance. After clicking all the magazines clearly, he contacted a truck that specially transported the goods and transported the 10,000 magazines to a high-end villa area.

But this time, what they didn't notice was that after they left these bookstores/newsstands, several people with a deep face, walked out and started to make a call.

After receiving these calls, Luo Ru immediately left the simile lounge, went downstairs to Muse's actor training department, and found Ming Xiaoyu who was discussing learning with Brother Yuan and others.

At this moment, the truth of everything was revealed completely.

But that afternoon, just an hour after these things were over, Ding Bo, the mature and steady fashion circle gold medal agent in everyone's impression, went to the haute couture studio of "Ji Heya" with horror, and hurried to a man's private studio on the top floor, and said: "Wrong! That's a fake identity! I found it out!"

When Ding Bo entered the door, Xi Zezheng lowered his head and poured wine. As a designer, when he couldn't find inspiration, Xi Ze often chose to use wine to make fun of it. This wine can be red wine, champagne, or even white wine or rice wine.

When he suddenly heard Ding Bo's voice, Xi Ze was still very calm. He didn't even raise his eyes and said calmly: "You just kicked my door hard, stepped on the plant I placed next to the door, and then dirty my carpet with my shoes."

Ding Bo was rushing: "……………?”

After a moment, Ding Bo's mouth twitched, and he said angrily: "Damn it! Just think of your door, your plants, and your carpet! Anyway, it's your business, it has nothing to do with me. If you don't want to know, then forget it!"

Upon hearing this, Xi Ze suddenly felt nervous, then raised his eyes and asked, "What's the matter? It has something to do with me?"

What Xi Ze subconsciously thought of was the true identity of the person he asked Ding Bo to check a few days ago, "I really want to break my wife's legs", but this matter was a matter of certainty. Ding Bo found out from the membership registration information on the Muse's official website that... uh, the netizen whose name is hard to describe is just an ordinary imperial capital, with a pretty innocent life experience and not much important points.

But seeing Ding Bo's expression of "Haha, I won't tell you if I'll tell you" again, Xi Ze's eyelids twitched again, and that familiar and ominous premonition surged into his heart again.

Holding the goblet, his fingers tightened slightly, Xi Ze tried his best to ask: "It has something to do with that netizen?"

Ding Bo sneered and did not answer.

Xi Ze narrowed his eyes: "My door was airlifted from France, worth 200,000..."

"He is a simile!"

"Pu"

In Ding Bo's terrified eyes, Xi Ze opened his eyes in horror, and the goblet in his hand fell to the ground funnyly! This kind of playful behavior actually happened to Xi Ze, which really opened Ding Bo's eyes. After three minutes of stunnedness, he burst out laughing out loud.

The light-colored champagne instantly stained the white wool carpet. This expensive wool carpet air-carpet from Italy was dyed into a big flowery face by the champagne in the goblet, which made Ding Bo laugh.

But as he smiled, Ding Bo couldn't laugh anymore.

Xi Ze slowly narrowed his eyes, put the bottle of wine in his other hand on the table with a "bang" and then asked in a serious tone: "Why is it a simile? Hasn't the other party's identity been investigated?"

After reminding this, Ding Bo realized that he had made a mistake in his work before!

Suddenly, all the cold sweat came down. Ding Bo swallowed and explained, "I felt a little strange when I found out that I was that little employee. The man is in his thirties this year and has always been relatively simple. He doesn't look like a fashion enthusiast. Then after this incident, I still felt something was wrong, so I used some means to check the identity of this person, and then found out... he is the grandson of Zhao Rui's second aunt's third uncle's cousin."

Xi Ze: “………………………………………………………(/=_=)/~┴┴”

After swallowing nervously again, Ding Bo asked carefully: "That Xi... Xi Ze, I'll leave first? I have something to do with Muse. Please pay attention to your own attention here in 'Ji He Ya', I'll leave first... Uh... Go... qaq!!!"

The man's fierce gaze instantly stared at Ding Bo. Don't doubt it. If his eyes could kill people, Ding Bo would have died countless times.

And under such a terrifying and powerful sight, Ding Bo found that he could no longer sell his legs, so he only heard Xi Ze ask, "Today is the day of "edith", you..." After pausing, Xi Ze gritted his teeth and asked, "Have you gone to buy a book?"

This tone seemed calm, but Ding Bo, who had known Xi Ze for many years, keenly discovered that a man's voice was trembling, as if he was suppressing something.

Ding Bo was also a little timid, although he didn't understand that the netizen called "I really want to break my wife's legs" was Mingshi. What does this have to do with Xi Ze? At most, Mingshi is inexplicably learning from Xiao Biqing and opening a small account to his own fan circle...

Hey?!!!

I really want to break my wife's legs?!!!

Who is Mingshi’s wife?!

——This point will cost life.

But Ding Bo knew! Xi Ze’s wife must be a simile!!!

Then the metaphor wants to break his wife's legs. Could it be...

Thinking of the previous words of this "slap" comrade - I have a prodigal wife... Oh my god! This is simply self-evident!

Ding Bo suddenly shook his whole body, and then he murmured with dismay: "...This morning, Xiao Zhang had already bought back 10,000 magazines in a very responsible way. He went to the same places, and he returned... well... still the same villa."

"boom--"

Mr. Xi's mouth twitched, and his whole face turned black.

That night, Mr. Xi, who has always been committed to "going home early and having a wife to sleep with her wife", worked hard in the "Ji Heya" haute couture studio for a long time until he received a text message from his mushroom "Why haven't you been going home yet?", and then he drove home reluctantly.

The traffic in the imperial capital, which was always very congested, seemed to be right with Mr. Xi on this day, but he refused to block it! In less than twenty minutes, Mr. Xi got home and stood at the door of his house and did not dare to knock on the door.

Ten minutes later, the battle between heaven and man in my heart!

Mr. Xi gritted his teeth, his face calmly, and he opened the password lock with a calm expression, and pushed open the door.

This door is pushed - Hey? The light is not turned on?!

Look forward—

With a "click--" the whole living room lit up instantly!

A handsome and handsome boy sat calmly on the soft lambskin sofa, calm and solemn. He raised his head and looked at the man standing in the entrance hall, then raised his lips and said with a smile:

"Mr. zyu, do you like perfume, watches, or... do you like ten thousand magazines?"

What is placed in front of the boy is—

1, "Nedlan" smoke perfume

2. "Filipino" Honor Series Watches
Chapter completed!