Rebirth of Rong Shao

Ann Kaiwen is already looking at them with his arms amused.

"Mom, mom, I'm going through the security check! I promise to call you when I get off the plane, OK?"

Finally, Mrs. Rong let go of Rong Fei.

"Take care of yourself, mother's good baby." An Kaiwen said mockingly, standing behind Rong Fei.

Rong Fei turned his head and stared at him fiercely, "Why, I envy my mother who loves me so much!"

"Yes, yes, I am envy and envy!" An Kaiwen leaned into Rong Fei's ear and said softly, "You are about to embark on London Fashion Week, do you feel your heart beating?"

Rong Fei raised his eyes. Opposite him was the poster of the luxury watch. Su Zhen on the poster is elegant and arrogant, and fully reflects the temperament of the watch on his wrist.

The look in his eyes and his smile are all demeanor to conquer others.

Rong Fei turned around and smiled at An Kaiwen, "When you are on the runway, don't be so fascinated by me that you don't know how to take steps."

Ann Kaiwen paused with such a flamboyant attitude.

When he woke up, Rong Fei had already gone to the security checkpoint.

"This guy…"

After getting on the plane, Rong Fei fastened his seat belt. In the broadcast, passengers were prompted to turn off the sound of electronic products. Rong Fei took out his mobile phone and saw a text message.

Su Zhen: Rong Fei, you will shine in London.

Rong Fei's fingers trembled, and Su Zhen's words didn't seem like a wish, but rather like stating a fact.

An Kaiwen leaned his head and took a look at Rong Fei's phone.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

An Kaiwen deliberately deleted the text message, turned it off and threw it back to Rong Fei, snorted softly and said, "I understand, it's not you who are fascinated by Su Zhen, but Su Zhen is fascinated by you."

"What nonsense are you talking about! We are friends! And what do I have to fascinate him?"

"Idiot." An Kaiwen said coldly, and then took out the blindfold to cover his eyes.

Rong Fei stopped paying attention to that guy either. But Rong Fei felt very happy to receive Su Zhen's text message before Fei.

After more than ten hours of long-distance flight, the plane finally landed at London's international airport.

It was a bit cold in London at the end of February. When I walked out of the airport, the humid air came on me. Rong Fei was no longer surrounded by Chinese with yellow skin and black eyes. Rong Fei was sure that he had come to a foreign country.

This was his first time abroad, and he couldn't help but look around. When he saw An Kaiwen standing not far from him, he finally felt relieved.

An Kaiwen wears a brown leather outfit, black boots under skinny jeans, and a pair of rimless sunglasses on his face. He looks like he is walking on a catwalk, attracting countless people's attention.

No matter where he goes, this guy is dragging others' eyes.

Rong Fei can be more restrained than him. A traditional black Nepalese coat with a collar standing up to cover half of his face.

An Kaiwen walked over and put a hand on Rong Fei's shoulder, "You look like a tired overseas student after a long flight."

Rong Fei shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He wanted to focus all his energy on tomorrow's rehearsal and the official catwalk afterwards.

Perini has always been generous to his models. Rong Fei and An Kaiwen stayed in the top London hotel. The old cultural atmosphere spread with the mist of London, Rong Fei freshened up and An Kaiwen took him to have afternoon tea.

Although he didn't know how to taste tea, Rong Fei knew the quality of the black tea was excellent by looking at the color of the black tea in the cup and the taste of it flowing on the tip of his tongue.

The snacks on the table consisted of only a few biscuits and fruit pies, but they were made quite fine.

An Kaiwen raised his chin, "Let’s eat, don’t you feel uncomfortable for airplane meals?"

"Don't you eat?"

"It's too sweet, I don't like it."

Even if you don't like it, you still want to drink tea. You can take a tea bag and drink it in the room!

Rong Fei was shattered in his heart, and suddenly realized that it should be An Kaiwen's kindness. This guy was afraid that he would not eat well on the long-distance flight, so he specially invited him to have afternoon tea.

"Take a good rest in the evening, and you must be in your best condition tomorrow rehearsal."

"I see, thank you." Rong Fei took a sip of the black tea, which was really fragrant.

Rong Fei finally fell asleep on the soft bed.

Early the next morning, Rong Fei and An Kaiwen sat on the bus to the rehearsal location.

Along the way, Rong Fei kept looking out the window. The buildings that were completely different from the domestic style regressed in front of Rong Fei's eyes. The Gothic spire pierced the sky like a sharp blade, and white doves flew past it from time to time. Rong Fei seemed to have come to another world, and the scenes that only appeared in fairy tale books and movies were just in front of him.

The Thames is flowing quietly, and the huge Ferris wheel "London Eye" is slowly moving.

Rong Fei let out a soft admiration.

An Kaiwen on the side kept looking at him and said amusedly: "Rong Shao, it's not your first time in London? How come you still look like a fresh tourist?"

"You need to take care of it!" Rong Fei pushed An Kaiwen who was leaning over.

"Why, do you want to go sightseeing in the London Eye?"

"London Eye?" Rong Fei turned his head, "What is that?"

It was An Kaiwen's turn to petrify. Two or three seconds later, he slammed Rong Fei's head against the car window, "What are you wearing? I don't know what the London Eye is?"

After finally removing An Kaiwen's hand, Rong Fei stared back fiercely, "I don't know, I don't know, is that important!"

An Kaiwen looked annoyed by Rong Fei, closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair and stopped talking.

After getting out of the car, no extra nonsense, the rehearsal started very efficiently. Rong Fei's English is not good. Fortunately, An Kaiwen is extremely patient with his work.

"Rong Fei, remember your order of appearance! It is actually very simple, that is, you have to play with me when I play! You must change clothes quickly! I know you are not used to changing clothes with many people, but work is At work, you see that Lean has other models, and she's very calm when she gets naked in front of the makeup artist and other models!"

"understand!"

"The rhythm should also be mastered. Listen to the music, although the rhythm is different from when we practiced, but as long as you find the sense of rhythm!"

"it is good!"

Rong Fei quickly put on his first outfit, which was a little messy. The stylist on the side adjusted his clothes very quickly, and An Kaiwen nodded in appreciation. Rong Fei followed him out.

The audience was empty, Rong Fei walked out calmly and walked side by side with An Kaiwen.

Perini's chin was resting on his fingers, and there was a rigorous and serious attitude in his eyes, which was completely different from what Rong Fei had seen before.

Walked down several times and asked all models to cooperate in time. Perini kept making comments, and when the rehearsal was over, he said a few words to Rong Fei, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Perini said, you performed very well. On the day of the official catwalk, you have to be more confident and expressive." An Kaiwen said with his arms folded.

"Yeah." Rong Fei nodded, his eyes swept across the stage, imagining the flood of flashlights on the day of the catwalk, and took a deep breath.

"What's the matter? I'm nervous? Who is clamoring to fascinate me on the runway and don't know how to walk?"

Rong Fei had a bad look instantly, swallowed his saliva and turned to look at An Kaiwen blankly.

"Eh...what's the matter with you?" An Kaiwen frowned, "Isn't you nervous to such a degree?"

"I...I..." Rong Fei pursed his lips and lowered his head, "I don't think I can...I really can't participate in a real catwalk. Just think of the audience in the audience and the harsh words of the fashion critics...I really can't... "

Rong Fei's shoulders trembled lightly.

"What do you want?" An Kaiwen asked in a low voice, his eyes swept over the other models around. It seemed that he was worried that others knew that Rong Fei was nervous.

"I'll go back...anyone can walk better than me, right...like Lean...I..."

"What are you doing!" An Kaiwen pressed Rong Fei's shoulders and pushed him onto the corner wall, "Now you tell me you want to go back! Then what is my training for you! You think you want to take any one? Can anyone wear Perini's "Dark Night"?"

"What should I do then?" Rong Fei raised a worried expression, "I'm really scared... I don't have your charm, Lien's experience, and everyone's calm mood. I can't even integrate into the present. Scene..."

"Listen to Rong Fei! Listen to me!" An Kaiwen clenched Rong Fei's face tightly and asked him to look at himself, "You performed very well during the rehearsal just now, as long as you get better, it will be perfect! Although You don’t have Lean’s experience and it’s easy to get nervous, but the rookie is like this! As long as you cross that hurdle, you will fly!"

Rong Fei shook his head, with a retreat, "I can't, I can't... I just put on'Dark Night' and stood in front of the mirror... I feel like an ugly duckling... No charm at all..."

"You have! Do you know that in Perini's house I looked at you in the black dress... You have a certain temperament, it hits my eyeballs, and clamored in my mind for an instant and calmed down. Until now, from time to time when I close my eyes, your figure still appears. I was troubled by this, and jealous of it... Rong Fei, you should have the confidence that others don't have...because...because..."

An Kaiwen choked up there, as if unable to find a suitable vocabulary.

"Because of what?" Rong Fei looked at him pitifully.

"Because... I am fascinated by you..." After speaking, An Kaiwen turned his head. It is not easy to tell the truth from the proud An Kaiwen.

Rong Fei blinked, and then his shoulders trembled.

An Kaiwen slowly looked at Rong Fei, only to see that he seemed to endure very hard, and finally laughed out after two or three seconds.

"Haha...ha...An Kaiwen, you are really cute!" Rong Fei put his hands on An Kaiwen's shoulders and smiled weakly.

An Kaiwen was stunned. After realizing something, he pushed Rong Fei away, picking an octave in his voice, "You lie to me—"

"Yeah...Is my acting good?" Rong Fei said triumphantly. An Kaiwen has been proud of him for too long, and today he finally recovered 10%.

"You...you..." An Kaiwen gritted his teeth.

Rong Fei walked past him comfortably, not forgetting to hit him with his shoulder, "Thank you for being fascinated by me."

"Rong Fei, you are dead—" An Kaiwen's roar echoed throughout the space, and Perini and other models looked at him.

Back at the hotel, Rong Fei couldn't help smirking while lying on the bed thinking of An Kaiwen's expression. The phone rang, Rong Fei answered it sideways, "Hello, hello, this is Rong Fei."

"Your voice sounds very happy, there is no phobia before the catwalk at all."

The melodious voice and the mellow sound quality can easily grab Rong Fei's nerves.

"Su Zhen?"

"It's me. It should be the rehearsal today? Is it going well?"

"Well, it went well. Let me tell you, I played An Kaiwen after the rehearsal, and I felt very happy!" Rong Fei happily described everything to Su Zhen, and by the way the words of An Kaiwen were accented." I am fascinated by you" mimicking vividly.

"You have the potential to fascinate everyone." Su Zhen's voice was full of smiles, "It's just that you suddenly thought of Shaan Kaiwen? He is your partner on the show."

"Oh...who wants him to laugh at me, I don't know what the'London Eye' is." Rong Fei shrugged his shoulders.

"The London Eye is the world's fourth largest Ferris wheel on the banks of the Thames, and a landmark in London."

"So famous... I don't know, no wonder I was laughed at." Rong Fei touched the back of his head, "but I told him I was nervous, it was true."

"Don't be nervous, I will always be by your side."

"Yeah, thank you." Listening to Su Zhen's soothing voice, Rong Fei felt that the impetuousness deep in his heart was calming down bit by bit.

During the dress rehearsal a few days later, An Kaiwen made a cold expression at Rong Fei. Except for the guidance at work, he hardly spoke to Rong Fei.

Even on the bus to the hotel, An Kaiwen sat far away from Rong Fei.

Rong Fei was still holding a cup of coffee and swayed to An Kaiwen’s seat. "An Kaiwen, I was wrong when I lied to you last time. I bowed to you and apologized. You have a lot of it, so please don’t let me get frustrated. Right?"

An Kaiwen turned his head and ignored him.

Rong Fei kept holding the coffee in front of him, "My arm is really sore... What if I keep holding it like this and my arm swinging posture becomes twisted on the day of the catwalk?"

An Kaiwen snorted coldly.

"It's so sour... It's almost broken..."

"..."

"Oh, my arm is almost out of sensation..." Rong Fei's eyes and nose wrinkled together.

"Don't come to me to show off your acting skills."