Chapter 76:

Why did Song Juhan go to an old custom-made suit, the tailor inside was an Englishman, and he did n’t speak a word of Chinese. It was all thanks to apprentice translation.
Why do you ask Song Juhan when standing and measuring: "This shop has been open for so many years, he can't speak Chinese?"
The apprentice immediately said: "The master flies from London once a quarter and stays for only one week." He paused, adding with pride, "the appointment has been scheduled for June next year, but Mr. Song is ours Important customers, we will do it for you. "
"Ah, thank you." He gave Song Juhan an awkward look, and Song Juhan looked at him with a smile.
After measuring the feet, Song Juhan took him to buy ready-to-wear and shoes, so why frowned when he saw the price, and finally he couldn't help it: "I just have a pair of feet, how many pairs of shoes do you want to buy."
"Buy a few more pairs. You must change for different clothes and shoes." Song Juhan took a tie and made a gesture on his chest, then nodded to the shopping guide.
Why not bother to talk about him, and toss with him.
When I was hanging around the mall, I saw a shop and stopped.
Song Juhan glanced down his eyes: "Oh, this brand, I have spoken before."
"Well." Seven years ago, Song Juhan gave him his clothes for the first time. This is the brand. Of course, the spokesperson has changed a few waves. With Song Juhan's current status, it is impossible to endorse this third-tier brand. Why keep it in mind.
Song Juhan apparently long ago forgot: "What's wrong?"
"Go in and see?"
"Don't look at it, they are all big names and can't be worn out." Song Juhan pulled him to leave.
Why didn't move: "Look at it."
"Oh, go, let's go." Song Juhan straightened the mask on his face and went in with why.
Why is there no particular pursuit for wearing, and the aesthetic is also average. He has picked out Song Juhan's unnecessary or unwearable clothes for many years. Although Song Juhan is larger than him, most of them are not too obtrusive. He rarely wants to buy clothes. Impulsive, but now his eyes hovered among the assortment of clothes, trying to find one or two dark t-shirts that were close to those clothes.
Song Juhan obviously didn't like this brand. Even if he used to be an endorser, he wouldn't wear it privately, so he didn't look at it, but just accompanied him.
Why did I finally find a dark blue t-shirt? He took two of different sizes and made a comparison between himself and Song Juhan: "I want to buy this."
Song Juhan smiled: "Okay, just do what you like."
Why settle the bill, the driver happened to pick them up for dinner.
In the car, why pulled out the t-shirt: "Let's change."
"Change this?" Song Juhan pointed to the T-shirt.
"Yeah, I'm not happy."
"Why would I be unwilling to wear a couple outfit with you?" Song Juhan blinked. "That is, can we not wear this one? Aren't there others who bought the same?"
Why stared at him for two seconds, a little disappointed in his heart, but did not show it, he smiled: "Forget it, what clothes to change in the car."
"Don't, we just wear it if you like it." Song Juhan said he was about to undress.
Why hold his hand: "Forget it, I just talk casually, it's almost time to eat."
Song Juhan felt that it was a bit abnormal, and did not understand why he was clinging to this brand. He was particularly afraid of being unhappy, so he asked carefully, "If you like this brand so much, let's go back and buy more?"
Why not smile a little: "No, I just take a look." Of course Song Juhan would not remember the little details that were insignificant seven years ago, but he kept remembering, remembering that Song Juhan ridiculed that the two of them could wear a couple outfit. Song Juhan is to tease him.
Sometimes his memory is too good and sad, otherwise he would not be able to do such naive and boring things.
Song Juhan always felt that he had missed something, but he couldn't remember it.
The two people had a French meal, and they kept boasting that the foie gras was delicious. Song Juhan saw that he was no different from usual, so he was relieved.
On the day of the feast, Komatsu brought two suits.
"How did you make two sets?"
"One of them is mine." Song Juhan took one from Komatsu. "I ordered eight for you, but the construction period is relatively long, and only the ones to be rushed out for the time being."
"Do so much."
"I've measured the size anyway, so make a few more sets." Song Juhan unzipped it. It was a plain black suit with dark gray patterns. The texture was extraordinary. Why did he pass the clothes on? . "
Why I saw the clothes, I also liked it, and put it on in the bedroom. He took a picture in the bathroom mirror, although he could only look at the upper body, but the suit really lined him up.
He walked out with his sleeves full.
When he walked into the living room, he froze. Song Juhan also changed his clothes. The material and style are exactly the same as his body, but the color is dark gray. The tailored suit was lined with Song Juhan's wide shoulders, narrow waist and legs. Invincible leader, the whole person seems to be glowing.
"How do you ..."
Song Juhan looked at him with a smile, his eyes flashing with undisguised joy: "It looks so good, you look so handsome in this suit."
Why is it a bit uncomfortable: "How do you dress like me?"
"I didn't intend to wear the same thing, but ..." Song Juhan walked in and changed a tie from behind like magic, and he blinked slyly, put the tie around his neck and hit him in person. Tie, "I forgot something important, I forgot I said I would wear a couple outfit with you."
Why was it frozen? He looked up at Song Juhan, not knowing what to say.
Song Juhan tied him a tie, then bowed his head and kissed him: "I'm sorry, I forgot that every word I said to you must be realized."
Why do you suddenly feel hot: "Don't make a mess, don't know how the media are going to write the same thing, why bother creating topics for them?"
"How to write love, how to write it, if you like it, I'm willing to accompany you in a couple outfit at any time."
"You ... you think we are children, I'm so naive wherever you want to wear it, I'm ashamed to wear it." Why was it so embarrassed by Song Juhan that he had just risen for a while, Song Juhan forgot, he I was just a little disappointed and didn't take it too seriously. As a result, Song Juhan took the matter seriously and made him a little embarrassed.
Song Juhan straightened his neckline, and said arrogantly and gently, "That's it."
Why can't help but laugh a little, Song Juhan's willfulness sometimes makes people headache, sometimes makes people feel ... There is a kind of chic with the world.
The three got on the bus and headed straight to the Qing Gong banquet hall.
Komatsu said excitedly in the car: "Brother Han, this box office sale is definitely inseparable from your guest performance."
"Just you will make a flattery." Song Juhan said with a smile.
"Really, who doesn't want to watch Han's screen --- girl show, you see your playing time is so short, but the attention is not worse than Yan Ming.
Did Song Juhan play with his fingers for some reason and said with a smile: "How do you think I played?"
"Very good, that role is right for you."
"Hey, brother, why don't we take this opportunity to enter the film and television ..."
"What are you talking about?" Song Juhan patted his head according to his head. "Just play, I'm not interested."
Komatsu rubbed his head grievously: "Well, it's a pity that Brother Han is so handsome, it will be hard for your fans to see it in the future. What a pity."
"There is a feast all over the world." Song Juhan sighed, "Sooner or later."
Why? "If you really don't want to, you can ..."
"I didn't want to." Song Juhan grabbed his hand, put it on his lips, and kissed. "After the turn, it's music, but it's more pure music. I like it very much."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Komatsu covered his eyes: "Oh my God, I was blinded by you two all day."
At the venue, why did Yuan Yuan see the reporters around the hotel? There would not have been so many people at a celebration party. They all heard that Song Juhan, who had disappeared in public view for two or three months, was coming.
Why are there too many bad experiences with the media, and suddenly I feel a little nervous.
Song Juhan clenched his hand and said softly: "The flash will be a bit dazzling, they will be noisy, there is nothing terrible other than that, the bodyguard will surround you, I will not let anyone touch you, Just go forward generously, don't look at anyone, just look at me. "
Why look up at him and look into his deep, beautiful eyes.
Song Juhan's eyes were firm and gentle, he emphasized: "Just look at me, okay."
Why smile a little: "Too underestimated me, why should I be afraid of them."
Song Juhan also laughed and kissed him hard.
The car stopped, the bodyguard opened the door, and for a while, mechanical sounds, music sounds, and human voices mingled into a ball, hitting people's tympanic membranes, making people immediately become irritable.
Why closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened it again, he looked at Song Juhan's hand that extended from the car. That hand is so beautiful, with long fingers, sharp bones, and rounded fingertips. They can play wonderful instruments and soothe trembling souls.
Why did he grab that hand, and that hand gripped him tightly, he suddenly felt a warm and reassuring strength.
Why did he go out, hold his chest up, take out the calmness that he had cultivated for many years, calmly held Song Juhan's hand, and walked forward without squinting, let the shutter light flash, and let the voice burst, his expression was No trace of change.
He looked at Song Juhan, and from time to time, Song Juhan also turned to look at him, giving him a stable look.
That's enough. What about those who don't want to do it.
Following the opening of the bodyguards, they walked into the hotel.
Song Juhan immediately turned around and asked, "How?" His expression was a little nervous.
Why smiled: "Nothing, just a few steps, what can I do."
Song Ju Hansong breathed a sigh of relief: "You are so good, you are indeed my man."
Why is he fluttering and laughing.
The two entered the main venue, and many guests had already arrived. Song Juhan attracted much attention as soon as he appeared. Many people came to say hello to him and enthusiastically asked him to introduce why.
Song Juhan hugged his shoulders and said generously, "This is why my family cares."
A boss-like fat man shouted, "Jiu Yang's name."
Everyone laughed.
Why nodded and greeted with a smile, not humble, just right.
"Ju Han." A low male voice sounded behind him.
The two turned around, and a young man with a good-looking and self-defeating man was standing behind them. It was the actor Yan Mingxiu who had become explosive in the past two years.
"Ming Xiu." Song Juhan pulled over and said, "Did Sun guide them here?"
"The road is blocked." Yan Mingxiu looked at why, nodded slightly, "Hello."
"Hello." Why is it a little nervous, just as nervous as when he first saw Song Juhan, sometimes he thinks beauty is impactful, can make people lower their heads uncontrollably, and dare not look directly at Too good-looking face.
"Ju Han, I'll talk to you for a cooperation."
"Okay." Song Juhan said, "Why do you wait here for a while, Komatsu, stay with him."
"No problem, brother Han, you go."
After Song Juhan left, Komatsu began to use his gossip instinct and talked to Ho about all kinds of lace news. Why it is so interesting.
At this time, a familiar man came over and seemed to be looking for someone.
"Ah, ah, that and that." Komatsu bumped his elbow for any reason. "That man is Yan Mingxiu."
"Oh, I've seen it." Why do you remember that when he and Zhuang Jieyu ate hot pot, they saw this young man named Zhou Xiang.
"This kid really hit a big luck. You look at him, he looks a little handsome, but he can't be ranked in the entertainment industry. He was fancy by Yan Mingxiu. With the gold master, he will definitely be smooth."
Why smile and don't know how to evaluate.
When Zhou Xiang passed by, they seemed familiar and froze.
Why nodded at him.
Zhou Xiang also smiled at him. He saw Komatsu: "Excuse me, have you seen Yan Mingxiu?"
"He went to talk to Han, maybe in the lounge."
"Oh." Zhou Xiang came over and chuckled. "I saw you in the restaurant last time and I didn't have time to talk. I've seen you several times in the newspaper. Let me introduce you again. My name is Zhou. Xiang. "He held out his hand.
Why are you stingy? When he met for the first time, Zhou Xiang didn't leave him a deep impression. He only felt that he was young, handsome, and good-looking. He looked several years younger than himself, but he was easy-going, mature and steady, It's really not like people of this age will. He reached out his hand and shook it.
Zhou Xiang stood next to the two and said with a smile, "The movie collected 700 million, which is really good. The combination of Ming Xiu and Song Juhan has a very strong influence."
Komatsu was taken away unconsciously by him: "Yeah, yeah, it's amazing."
"Did you also participate in the show?" Why asked.
"Yeah, a small character, I like acting very much, but I'm from Wuti, and my acting skills need to be hone." Zhou Xiang squinted his eyes, showing a mild smile.
"I think you're acting well. You fought the fight yourself."
"Yeah, those are what I do."
"It's amazing, it's amazing." Komatsu followed.
"Hey, I have a friend here, I'll go first, you guys have fun." Zhou Xiang waved his hand with a smile and left.
Leaving them for a long time without talking, Komatsu snorted twice: "This person is different from what I think."
"How different?"
"I thought it was a little white face who would come, but I didn't expect it to be ... mature, I couldn't say it, it was a stable temperament, right?"
"Yeah." Why do you like Zhou Xiang so much? He doesn't think Zhou Xiang is as unbearable as the outside world, especially after he has been stigmatized by public opinion, and he doesn't believe what he hasn't seen with his own eyes.
"Hey, let's go find Han, it's annoying to have someone standing here to see you."
Why did I feel it, that sneaky or bold look did make him a little uncomfortable: "Go."
The two went to the lounge. 2k novel reading network