Zhou Yang feels that he should have emotional intelligence.

But not very high.

To express the same meaning, why does a text message seem contemptuous, but a phone call seems very important?

This problem bothered Zhou Yang for a while. After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Yang realized the difference.

The words are cold.

You have no idea what the emotions and mentality of the person behind the words are, whether they are willing or unwilling...

But the sound is different. It is at least problematic, and subtly, you will have a sense of being taken seriously.

After realizing this, Zhou Yang understood why Song Yiyi was angry.

Suddenly I felt very guilty.

but……

Song Yiyi did not embarrass Zhou Yang on this issue for long. Instead, after she talked about the problem, she started talking to him about the red carpet tomorrow.

This chat.

It really brought up a lot of issues.

"Zhou Yang, you have to stretch out your hand to straighten your back a little, but it doesn't make you so stiff..."

"..."

"The tuxedo is very beautiful, and it fits well. Berlin is different from Cannes. The red carpet in Berlin is not as grand as Cannes. The French all advocate romance and elegance. Didn't these agents tell you? By the way, your agent

Woolen cloth?"

"..."

"Let's try from here. I'll hold your hand and walk like this. Say it in my heart, one step, two steps, three steps... Don't speed up suddenly. I will wear a long skirt tomorrow and you will step on me...

…”

"..."

"When facing the camera, you must not keep a straight face, you must smile, and smile naturally... like a gentleman, do you know what a gentleman is? Just like when you stood on the stage in Berlin and gave your speech

That gentlemanly feeling..."

"..."

in the room.

When Song Yiyi held Zhou Yang's arms, she simulated the scene of walking on the red carpet tomorrow over and over again.

While simulating, she told Zhou Yang how to deal with some strange situations on the red carpet and how to act in order to get the spotlight.

Zhou Yang didn't understand what he was hearing, and felt his head was spinning. Even though Song Yiyi deliberately translated some English letters into Chinese and told Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang was still confused.

His imitation ability is very strong, and his learning ability is also very strong, but these must be based on what he can understand and what he has seen...

After struggling until early in the morning, Song Yiyi was still very dissatisfied. She sat on the bed and stared angrily at Zhou Yang, feeling that Zhou Yang looked like a standing log.

There is no emotion, no elegance at all. No matter how serious I am, I still don't have the sense of gentleman that I saw when I was in Berlin.

Zhou Yang walked over and over again.

Physically I'm fine, but mentally I'm very tired, just like the equation I couldn't figure out in elementary school...

In fact, I gradually developed an inexplicable fear of the red carpet, and I couldn't figure out why there were so many twists and turns to pay attention to when walking a few hundred meters.

That's a very unfree feeling.

Getting more and more uncomfortable!

………………

The next day came quickly.

After having breakfast, Zhou Yang was surrounded by the "Toilet Brother" team, who repeatedly worked on various carvings.

He tried on one piece of clothing after another...

Layers and layers of unnamed "liquid" were smeared on the face. After smearing it, "Toilet Brother" looked at it from a distance for a long time with great dissatisfaction, then continued to take it off and continued to dress up in various ways.

Because he was doing the same movement, Zhou Yang's neck was very stiff and his muscles were sore and painful.

"Hey, Director Zhou, it would be better if you took care of your skin for another month. Your skin is too dark now..."

"Toilet Brother" said a few words helplessly, his voice filled with an indescribable sense of loss, as if a piece of art that should have been carefully crafted suddenly became less than perfect.

Zhou Yang felt that sense of lack of freedom again.

My body feels stuffy.

After being patient and struggling for four or five hours, "Toilet Brother" finally nodded with satisfaction.

Zhou Yang breathed a long sigh of relief as if he had received amnesty. Wearing a high-end tuxedo, he felt like a clothes rack.

After eating something simple, Zhou Yang went downstairs.

Along the way...

Zhou Yang saw many strange looks.

Especially many Western girls, they look straight at themselves...

"Oh my God! Xiao Zhou, have you changed your body again?" Wang Shuai, who was smoking a cigarette, opened his eyes wide when he saw Zhou Yang coming downstairs, especially when Zhou Yang looked like this with the crew and the rest.

When we are together, we feel like a prince and a commoner.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, but Wang Shuai always feels that this guy is more handsome than he was in Berlin.

He was not even willing to go with Zhou Yang. He always felt that when he was with this guy, he was just accompanying him.

"Cough, cough..."

Zhou Yang coughed lightly.

Just when he wanted to say something, everyone in the crew looked to the other side. Song Yiyi, wearing a light white evening dress, walked down gracefully step by step under the protection of her assistant.

She has a sweet smile, just like a holy angel, especially her gentle eyes, which look extremely charming under the light.

"Oh shit!"

"Although I really don't want to admit it, you two really feel like a golden girl!"

"You might as well just stay together!"

After looking at it, Wang Shuai casually stubbed out the cigarette butt and stuffed it into the trash can, then looked at Zhou Yang speechlessly.

………………

"How about this dress? Isn't this dress beautiful? This was specially customized for me by Cardia..."

"Hmm, um, nice."

"Any other adjectives?"

"Beautiful, um, elegant."

"Any more?"

"Let me think about it carefully..."

"Well, there's no rush."

In a luxury car.

Zhou Yang and Song Yiyi sat together.

Song Yiyi likes to tease Zhou Yang, especially when she sees that this guy is trying hard to think of some words of praise, but can't think of them for a long time, she feels very happy.

In fact, she has always been very low-key and doesn't like to show off some of her things...

But for some reason, after meeting Zhou Yang, she especially liked to show off her beloved collections, especially when she saw Zhou Yang's expression of wonder and hope that he could tell more about Zhou Yang, who had never seen the world before.

I feel an indescribable sense of vanity in my heart!

It's so much better.

"Do you know what the main purpose of us walking on the red carpet is?"

"What?"

"The red carpet is a fashion trend. Many high-end fashion brands around the world will focus on the men and women on the red carpet. This is a lot of bonus points for winning endorsements, you know?" Song Yiyi looked at Zhou Yang and listened carefully.

Looking like this, his vanity began to explode again, and he began to work tirelessly to popularize knowledge.

"Oh..." Zhou Yang nodded like a student.

"Do you know what these top ten famous high-end luxury brands are?" Song Yiyi smiled like a crescent moon, revealing her white teeth, which looked very beautiful.

"What?"

"Cardia is the dress I'm wearing, the Patek Philippe watch I'm wearing, the KSAO shoes I'm wearing..." Song Yiyi introduced her outfit with a smile.

"Ah, how much is the total?" Zhou Yang was very ordinary in his previous life and had no access to such high-end brands. It was the same in this life. After staring at Song Yiyi's clothes for a long time, he still didn't see anything remarkable.
To be continued...