Ming Xi never thought that one day he would meet Xi Ze downstairs in the Muse Artist's apartment.

This coincidence is like a comet hitting the earth, Zhao Rui is smart and cunning, and Luo Ru doesn't force him to drink the Ten-Tonic Soup...Mo Chenhuan's mind is very different, and it is a "miracle" with a possibility of less than one in a million.

Mingyu has never been a foolish white sweet, so naturally he could not foolishly think that this encounter was really a coincidence, and he completely believed that Xi Ze said "What a coincidence". But the other party was a senior after all, and he was also the one he had to defeat. So Mingyu smiled slightly, nodded politely, and said, "What a coincidence, Mr. Xi, do you also live in the artist's apartment?"

This sentence is simply nonsense.

In the first week when Mingyu came to this world, he casually sent a message from Zhao Rui: those who live in the artist's apartment are basically second- and third-tier models like Mingyu, and even some famous second-tier models will not live here.

It is a good thing to have a company to ensure your safety, but as long as you have money and status, most people do not want to "squeeze" in such a room less than 100 square meters. Even if you rent a house, you have to stay near Guomao, the highest land price in the imperial capital, near Gongyuan No. 5.

But under the bright and dazzling lights, the handsome and noble man nodded calmly and changed the topic directly: "You used to live here. There is a good cafe nearby. Since you met this by chance, why not go and sit there?"

This bright invitation made Mingyu raise her eyebrows.

In my previous life, someone asked him for invitations in such a straightforward way. The cafe is a relatively open place. Most people invite them mainly in KTV and private clubs. As for the purpose of these people...

Of course I want to have a hidden rule.

However, what disappointed these people was that although Mingyu believed that she was not a good boy who loved labor and could recite the core socialist values, she did not use such means to gain the title. Therefore, he politely rejected many opportunities to become famous and survived in the circle for more than two years before he emerged.

And now, Xi Ze actually asked him for an invitation?

These thoughts were completed in an instant, but Mingyu looked up at the man in front of her and felt that the other party seemed to have seen through him. A faint smile was condensed in the dark and deep eyes, as if she had already controlled everything and knew his next reaction.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, Mingyu nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Xi, if you don't mind, can you let me go upstairs to get a scarf?"

Next, Mingyu did not go upstairs to get the scarf, but Xi Ze gave her a warm and soft scarf. The two of them left the gate of the Muse Artist Apartment together. The cafe was just across the street from the artist's apartment. When Xi Ze and Mingyu entered the store, the waitress standing at the door exclaimed in a low voice, obviously already recognized them.

Xi Ze chose a private room, and the two of them went into the seat.

The simile still feels a little uncomfortable when he wraps around this soft wool scarf. This is a light camel-colored wool scarf, with the plaid pattern outlining patterns similar to the shape of a rope. The interwoven letters on the hem of the scarf are embroidered with a simple "xz". Needless to say, the simile also understands what the abbreviation represents.

Within three seconds after he made the request to "get a scarf upstairs", Mingyu watched Xi Ze move smoothly and naturally untied the scarf around his neck, and tied it to his neck with a look of course.

This kind of action that even Zhao Rui would not do to him!

This man did it so reasonably!

...Calm as calm as a simile, and I also feel that something is wrong.

Next, Mingyu quickly refused to be too intimate to the party, and planned to take off the scarf and return it to the other party. Unexpectedly, Xi Ze looked up at him and said calmly: "I have a cleanliness." After a pause, he added calmly: "It's very serious, very serious cleanlinesss."

Metaphor: "…"

So are you planning to give me this scarf?

"What are you drinking?"

The man's low and pleasant voice made Mingyu wake up instantly, and he replied calmly: "Lemonade."

Hearing this, Xi Ze nodded gently and whispered to the waiter who was so shy that his cheeks were flushed, "Two glasses of lemonade, thank you."

In the next five minutes, Mingyu witnessed with his own eyes the "very serious and serious cleanliness" that Xi Ze mentioned. How serious was it to the point of being · people?

Before sitting down, the man had already wiped the stool slightly with a tissue.

——This is understandable, after all, I have a cleanliness obsession.

Then after ordering two glasses of lemonade, the man began to choose to wipe the table in front of him.

——It’s not bad. You can wipe the table if you don’t have a cleanliness.

But what if he says to you for five minutes, he will keep wiping for five minutes!!!

"I'm here tonight's fashion show." Five minutes later, Xi Ze finally let go of the pitiful, brightly polished table, then smiled and looked at Ming Si, saying, "Your performance was excellent. The cloak at the beginning was very awesome and the version was well done, which was very suitable for your style."

Mingyu nodded with a smile: "Thank you for your praise, Mr. Xi. I heard Sister Xin and Mr. Fei say that you were there before. I didn't notice the situation around me when I was walking the show. I think if Sister Xin knew that you had such a high evaluation of her, she would definitely be very happy."

At this time, two simple cups of lemonade had been sent to the private room.

After Mingyu raised the cup and took a sip, Xi Ze was still wiping the wall of the cup with a tissue.

Metaphor: "…"

"This person is really boring."

——from Ming Xiaoyu’s first impression of Xi Ze.

As if he noticed Ming Yu's speechless gaze, Xi Ze directly put down the tissue in his hand and looked up at him: "I think I'm too bored?"

Mingyu was stunned, and then subconsciously shook her head.

But Xi Ze smiled lowly and curled the corners of his lips: "Your eyes are full of words 'This person's cleanliness is so terrible'."

Mingyu pinched his fingers slightly, remained silent for a moment without saying a word, and then smiled and said, "You are thinking too much, Mr. Xi."

"Just call me Xi Ze," said the handsome and noble man, adding: "I am eight years older than you, so it doesn't matter if I don't have to be respectful."

Mingyu smiled calmly and nodded in agreement.

Xi Ze continued: "My cleanliness is not very serious, but when facing different people, they show different behaviors. When facing people I decided to treat them seriously, I may not help but want to perform better, and at the same time become more paranoid."

When he heard the four words "treat solemnly", Mingyu had already sat upright, stared at the other party with a serious expression, and said, "Mr. Xi, I don't really understand what you mean."

Xi Ze smiled lightly, raised his glass and took a sip of lemonade, and then said, "I said it all, don't use respect to me. My meaning is very simple, simile, your performance made me very moved. Whether it is your appearance, your hard-photo style, or your catwalk typhoon, it made me shine and gave me a lot of inspiration."

When he heard this, Mingyu had already opened his eyes slightly, as if he understood what the other person meant.

The smile in Xi Ze's eyes gradually became calm, and the dark and deep phoenix eyes were bottomless, staring straight at the simile, as if seeing all the bottom of his heart.

The quiet private room fell into silence for a moment. No one spoke, only a faint breath spread quietly. Just as the two had been looking at each other for a long time, Xi Ze heard a low sigh from his throat and asked:

"Simile, do you want to work with me?"

***

Before having a deep communication with Xi Ze, Mingyu never thought that this man would have such a personality.

When you talk to him, the atmosphere in the audience will be completely controlled by the other party. He is the controller of the topic and the controller of the atmosphere. He knows what you want to say, and understands some of your concerns and worries. He seems easy-going, but in fact...

But the man's smile never came from the bottom of his heart.

Yes, even when he said the words "Do you want to work with me?", Mingyu did not see much care from his friends from his friends. But he can't blame him. After all, the two have only met three or four times, and even Mingyu did not regard the other party as a friend.

Mingyu once asked Xi Ze why she wanted to cooperate with herself, and Xi Ze's answer was: "You are the person I'm looking for."

Others may not understand Xi Ze's meaning at once, and may even think wrongly, but the simile suddenly comes to light. He has seen too many designers in his previous life, and many world-renowned design masters are their friends. For those designers, having a source of inspiration is simply their lifelong pursuit.

So, Xi Ze suddenly became abnormal today and was so good at himself because he wanted to invite himself to join his studio and become his exclusive model.

——This kind of thing is a great news for any model. I am afraid they will be so excited that they can't sleep for three days and three nights. Thank God for winning Xi Ze's favor.

But after Mingyu understood what Xi Ze meant, she smiled and refused the other party's invitation.

Tonight, Xi Ze showed a look of surprise for the first time and suddenly lost control of the topic.

In his eyes, the handsome young man looked at him calmly and calmly, with a faint smile on his lips, and Yun Danfeng said lightly, "Sorry, I think we may not be suitable for cooperation for the time being."

At that moment, Xi Ze seemed to see the arrogant momentum of the young man on the runway controlling the entire audience.

Just like now, he has mastered the atmosphere between the two and his own emotions.

After a moment of silence, Xi Ze solemnly stared at the boy's eyes and repeated: "I really want to cooperate with you. Simile. I can give you the highest contract, and I can also make you reach the top and become the hottest supermodel in the next five years. You even have a great possibility to surpass me."

Under the bright crystal chandelier, the boy smiled slightly, as if spring flowers were blooming, which made Xi Ze suddenly stunned. Until the two of them were about to say goodbye at the door of the cafe, the scene just now did not disappear from Xi Ze's mind.

"Mr. Xi, I'll give you this scarf. It's hard for me to keep such a too private thing."

While speaking, Mingyu untied her scarf and planned to return the thing to Xi Ze. But the next second, his hand was held by the other party. Mingyu raised her head in surprise and looked at the other party. Xi Ze lowered her eyes and smiled and said, "I've given it to you. You have refused to cooperate with me today, so don't refuse this little gift."

Mingyu was slightly stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked: "...your cleanliness obsessiveness?"

Xi Ze's lips curled up: "I have never had a cleanliness to my muse."

Do you think Ming Xiaoyu will lose her guard after hearing such love words about flirting with girls, so she simply agreed to the other party’s request for cooperation?

Then you are really wrong!

Mingyu nodded calmly and said, "It's a great honor to be your muse."

What shyness? What kind of deer bumps around?

That's a stern, no, no!

Xi Ze narrowed his eyes slightly. After a long time, he stretched out his right hand and said, "Let's get to know each other again. Simile, I am Xi Ze. If you want, I think we can start with friends."

Upon hearing this, Mingyu raised her eyebrows: "Start with friends?"

Xi Ze: "Well, start with friends for the time being, and then... at least end with the closest cooperative relationship."

Hearing this, Mingyu couldn't help laughing. At this moment, he suddenly had a strange favor to this man, probably like the kind of favor that "this person is actually quite interesting."

So Mingyu stretched out his hand, held the other party, and said, "Hello, Xi Ze, I am Mingyu."

When the two walked out of the cafe, snow had already risen in the sky without realizing it. Staring at the boy's back as he walked away, Xi Ze seemed to see a few snowflakes falling on the boy's scarf, dotted like crystals.

"The reason for rejecting me is... do you think you can definitely surpass me?"

"Simile..."

"Simile."
Chapter completed!