Paris is the capital of France and the largest city, and is also the second largest city in Europe. It is France's political, cultural and commercial center. However, Zheng Yu will appear here because of the Paris global fashion center.
Every year, various fashion weeks are held with Milan, New York and other places, launching the latest clothing of the season, which determines the trend of this year.
It was also the time when the most supermodels and beautiful stars gathered. At this time, there were no less than hundreds of various shows in Paris, but the only thing that was really worth the idea was that there were only less than ten games.
People who can appear in the audience of these big shows can be said to be people with extremely important status. Just like the stars who can come here, it is also a manifestation of the other party's status. Therefore, every year when the show begins, all kinds of first-line stars will appear here.
In the dark hall, there are only stars on the roof, which are constantly flashing on the roof, giving people a shocking beauty like the starry sky at night. The more than ten-meter-long catwalk is extremely conspicuous in the center of the hall, especially when countless headlights are on it, it seems like a divine road. The goddess slowly walks towards the world with elegant steps on it. Those who have never seen it will never understand the meaning of this.
Zheng Yu sat in the center of the first row, quietly admiring the models on the stage, and was very disappointed. The deformed fashion circle seemed to be heading towards the path of thinness as beauty. Before, Zheng Yu thought that the Victoria's Secret Angel had lost weight like Alexander Ambrose, but looking at the stage in front of him, he found that he underestimated the reality.
The models on the stage were like plastic models with clothes placed in the mall, and there was almost no difference.
They are all the same thin. The less the difference between the two, the more famous the models are, and they will take charge of the fashion industry's attention for the next year.
I really envy them for maintaining such a thin figure.
Ma Yidan looked at the stage with an incredible tone. Obviously, she didn't understand Zheng Yu's thoughts very much. As for Zheng Yu who was sitting next to the other party, she would not talk too much. After all, no one believed that she didn't like such a model figure.
But Zheng Yu's love is just about plastic models, and he doesn't feel at all when he gets to the real person.
Although he was watching such a big show with Michelle Pfeiffer, Zheng Yu had no understanding of fashion at all. After watching it for a while, he felt bored and had no erotic erotic performance at all.
Zheng Yu leaned his head towards Ma Yidan, and whispered in the other party's ear: You see, let me go out for some breath first.
After saying that, without waiting for Ma Yidan to agree, Zheng Yu walked out of the hall with a slight bow and just passed by Katherine Zeta Jones, he patted the other person's thigh.
Facing Zheng Yu's actions, Katherine Zeta Jones also turned his eyes. He didn't understand what Zheng Yu meant. It was just that Zheng Yu had just left, and it was hard for her to leave, just keep up. With Ma Yidan here, this was simply announcing to the other party that your fiancé and I had an affair.
So after sitting for a while, Katherine Zeta Jones raised her foot and was about to walk outside. However, her body had just made such a move, but Michelle Pfeiffer pulled her back and said in a low voice: You are crazy, afraid that others don’t know what you have.
It's okay, please help me cover up, it's so dark that others can't see.
Catherine Zeta Jones sat back on the chair. After hearing Michelle Pfeiffer's words, he did not keep his composure. Instead, he whispered in the other party's ear, looked at Ma Yidan's position, and broke free from the shackles and walked out like Zheng Yu just now.
Looking at his friend, without any intention of listening to advice, Michelle Pfeiffer just smiled bitterly, and was very leisurely and helpless about the courage of the two, but he leaned forward a little and tried his best to cover Catherine Zeta Jones who left.
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After exiting the hall, Zheng Yu went to the corridor inside the show. This was the place where the guests who were watching the show in the hall prepared to lead to the toilet. However, after just breathing a sigh of relief, he had not done anything, but his eyes were attracted by a figure.
Her dense black hair, slightly curled with several large waves, was scattered casually on her shoulders. She was wearing a black and white dress, wearing a pair of black high heels on her feet, leaning against the wall, and a cigarette in her small, white little hands. She was smoking with a graceful and lazy temperament, with a gauze-like decoration on her head, and the white smoke that was spit out, making people look down on the other person's appearance.
But just because of this, Zheng Yu felt the clear smell of French women from the other person.
As if he felt Zheng Yu's gaze, the woman took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag and gently tapped them on the cigarette box twice. The two cigarette mouths jumped out. Then the woman casually spoke to Zheng Yu: Do you want one?
After hearing the other party’s invitation, although Zheng Yu didn’t smoke much, he walked over, reached out and took one from it, held it in his mouth, looked at the other party more seriously, and said to the other party: Give me another fire.
At close range, Zheng Yu could see the face of the woman in front of him more clearly. The first feeling was that she was white, snow-white and a little striking. Then she was the other person's eyes. Unlike ordinary women, the woman in front of her should look like she was twenty-seven or eight years old, but her eyes looked like a child who had not grown up, giving people a stubborn look at her.
Following Zheng Yu's words, the woman in front of him did not take out the lighter, but reached the cigarette in front of Zheng Yu. Looking at the red cigarette butts, Zheng Yu immediately knew what the other party meant. He smiled and held the cigarette in his mouth, reached over and sucked it hard, and the cigarette in his mouth lit it.
After that, Zheng Yu leaned against the wall and sucked cigarettes quietly. The two of them did not communicate any words. Until after waiting for a while, Catherine Zeta Jones walked out of the venue, the woman saw the other party and walked in again. When she passed by the trash can by the wall, she extinguished the last cigarette and threw it in.
How do you Ah with Eva Green?
Katherine Zeta Jones looked at Eva Green who disappeared into the dark gate and asked curiously.
Oh, it turns out that woman gave Eva Green Ah.
Hearing the words of Catherine Zeta Jones, Zheng Yu was the only woman's name just now. He looked at the dark door again, smiled and put out the smoke, and hugged Catherine Zeta Jones' waist and walked into the bathroom.
Every year, various fashion weeks are held with Milan, New York and other places, launching the latest clothing of the season, which determines the trend of this year.
It was also the time when the most supermodels and beautiful stars gathered. At this time, there were no less than hundreds of various shows in Paris, but the only thing that was really worth the idea was that there were only less than ten games.
People who can appear in the audience of these big shows can be said to be people with extremely important status. Just like the stars who can come here, it is also a manifestation of the other party's status. Therefore, every year when the show begins, all kinds of first-line stars will appear here.
In the dark hall, there are only stars on the roof, which are constantly flashing on the roof, giving people a shocking beauty like the starry sky at night. The more than ten-meter-long catwalk is extremely conspicuous in the center of the hall, especially when countless headlights are on it, it seems like a divine road. The goddess slowly walks towards the world with elegant steps on it. Those who have never seen it will never understand the meaning of this.
Zheng Yu sat in the center of the first row, quietly admiring the models on the stage, and was very disappointed. The deformed fashion circle seemed to be heading towards the path of thinness as beauty. Before, Zheng Yu thought that the Victoria's Secret Angel had lost weight like Alexander Ambrose, but looking at the stage in front of him, he found that he underestimated the reality.
The models on the stage were like plastic models with clothes placed in the mall, and there was almost no difference.
They are all the same thin. The less the difference between the two, the more famous the models are, and they will take charge of the fashion industry's attention for the next year.
I really envy them for maintaining such a thin figure.
Ma Yidan looked at the stage with an incredible tone. Obviously, she didn't understand Zheng Yu's thoughts very much. As for Zheng Yu who was sitting next to the other party, she would not talk too much. After all, no one believed that she didn't like such a model figure.
But Zheng Yu's love is just about plastic models, and he doesn't feel at all when he gets to the real person.
Although he was watching such a big show with Michelle Pfeiffer, Zheng Yu had no understanding of fashion at all. After watching it for a while, he felt bored and had no erotic erotic performance at all.
Zheng Yu leaned his head towards Ma Yidan, and whispered in the other party's ear: You see, let me go out for some breath first.
After saying that, without waiting for Ma Yidan to agree, Zheng Yu walked out of the hall with a slight bow and just passed by Katherine Zeta Jones, he patted the other person's thigh.
Facing Zheng Yu's actions, Katherine Zeta Jones also turned his eyes. He didn't understand what Zheng Yu meant. It was just that Zheng Yu had just left, and it was hard for her to leave, just keep up. With Ma Yidan here, this was simply announcing to the other party that your fiancé and I had an affair.
So after sitting for a while, Katherine Zeta Jones raised her foot and was about to walk outside. However, her body had just made such a move, but Michelle Pfeiffer pulled her back and said in a low voice: You are crazy, afraid that others don’t know what you have.
It's okay, please help me cover up, it's so dark that others can't see.
Catherine Zeta Jones sat back on the chair. After hearing Michelle Pfeiffer's words, he did not keep his composure. Instead, he whispered in the other party's ear, looked at Ma Yidan's position, and broke free from the shackles and walked out like Zheng Yu just now.
Looking at his friend, without any intention of listening to advice, Michelle Pfeiffer just smiled bitterly, and was very leisurely and helpless about the courage of the two, but he leaned forward a little and tried his best to cover Catherine Zeta Jones who left.
…………………………
After exiting the hall, Zheng Yu went to the corridor inside the show. This was the place where the guests who were watching the show in the hall prepared to lead to the toilet. However, after just breathing a sigh of relief, he had not done anything, but his eyes were attracted by a figure.
Her dense black hair, slightly curled with several large waves, was scattered casually on her shoulders. She was wearing a black and white dress, wearing a pair of black high heels on her feet, leaning against the wall, and a cigarette in her small, white little hands. She was smoking with a graceful and lazy temperament, with a gauze-like decoration on her head, and the white smoke that was spit out, making people look down on the other person's appearance.
But just because of this, Zheng Yu felt the clear smell of French women from the other person.
As if he felt Zheng Yu's gaze, the woman took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag and gently tapped them on the cigarette box twice. The two cigarette mouths jumped out. Then the woman casually spoke to Zheng Yu: Do you want one?
After hearing the other party’s invitation, although Zheng Yu didn’t smoke much, he walked over, reached out and took one from it, held it in his mouth, looked at the other party more seriously, and said to the other party: Give me another fire.
At close range, Zheng Yu could see the face of the woman in front of him more clearly. The first feeling was that she was white, snow-white and a little striking. Then she was the other person's eyes. Unlike ordinary women, the woman in front of her should look like she was twenty-seven or eight years old, but her eyes looked like a child who had not grown up, giving people a stubborn look at her.
Following Zheng Yu's words, the woman in front of him did not take out the lighter, but reached the cigarette in front of Zheng Yu. Looking at the red cigarette butts, Zheng Yu immediately knew what the other party meant. He smiled and held the cigarette in his mouth, reached over and sucked it hard, and the cigarette in his mouth lit it.
After that, Zheng Yu leaned against the wall and sucked cigarettes quietly. The two of them did not communicate any words. Until after waiting for a while, Catherine Zeta Jones walked out of the venue, the woman saw the other party and walked in again. When she passed by the trash can by the wall, she extinguished the last cigarette and threw it in.
How do you Ah with Eva Green?
Katherine Zeta Jones looked at Eva Green who disappeared into the dark gate and asked curiously.
Oh, it turns out that woman gave Eva Green Ah.
Hearing the words of Catherine Zeta Jones, Zheng Yu was the only woman's name just now. He looked at the dark door again, smiled and put out the smoke, and hugged Catherine Zeta Jones' waist and walked into the bathroom.
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