Zhong Man rested his chin on Du Qiong's shoulder and happened to see the person coming out of the door that had just been opened behind Du Qiong.
The man who was still taking care of his slightly curly black hair that had just been blow-dried happened to be gathered up completely, revealing his delicate facial contours.
Her gorgeous face matched well with the suspender jumpsuit she was wearing. She was dressed entirely in black, with only a gold belt tied around her waist. The highly slim fit on the upper body is enough to make girls with slight body imperfections gasp when they see it; the trousers are made of loose and comfortable silk style, and are somewhat casual and chic.
When the arms are raised, the skin is as white as jade, and even the looming muscle lines appear as smooth and pleasing to the eye as streamlined lines.
But in the end, she gave up the plan of gathering her hair, put down her hands, and cooed at Zhong Man, feeling that the kiss was a bit teasing.
Well, this feeling basically qualifies the relationship between Zhong Man and Du Qiong.
Zhong Man didn't bother to think about it. She flipped through her memory, and after another half a second, she really remembered that the lady speaking was her first time at the Xindu Yoga Studio to participate in the "Searching" A passer-by who unexpectedly met during the global linkage event of "Resonators".
It seems that she is also a big fan of Raven, and has also passed the yoga studio test. Well, this is much more appropriate than the certification from the big brother on the list.
At that time, they had introduced each other, and they seemed to be called...what?
I can't think of it at the moment, but I can't help but feel a little more kind. Zhong Man let go of Du Qiong and responded with a smile:
"Yeah, what a coincidence."
Then again, as a rational fan, Zhong Man does not have the brain circuit of "Ruiwen's fans should be like this" or "Riwen's fans are my relatives". On the contrary, she was still a little paranoid at this time:
It seems that the last time we met, it was with Du Qiong...
Don't blame her for overthinking, it's just that Du Qiong was too confused by her operations during this period.
Du Qiong also turned around at this time. It seemed that he was not impressed by this beauty with heavy makeup and just smiled politely. On the opposite side, he reached out his hand again:
"Hello, my name is Mo La."
"Ah, hello, Du Qiong."
By the way, her name is Mo La.
Zhong Man finally remembered this person's name, and was still wondering if the two people around him had a secret connection. But at this time, Mo La greeted her again into the room she came out of:
"Aren't you leaving?"
Yes, she was also talking to someone just now.
Without stopping, another person walked out of the room. She was also a woman, but her clothes were much more low-key than Mo La's - or in other words, "low-key" was a bit too much.
Wearing long-sleeved trousers, loose and not showing off her figure, she also wore a fisherman's hat and a mask on this hot day. What's more, when he saw Zhong Man and Du Qiong when he went out, he lowered his head subconsciously and added sunglasses.
Zhong Man and Du Qiong were both startled for a moment, while Mo La smiled and put her hands on her pockets with one hand, and put her other hand around the lady's waist:
"We have something to do today, let's talk about it later."
Zhong Man moved his eyes away from the face of the lady in sunglasses and smiled back: "Okay, let's talk back."
Mo La and the lady in sunglasses seemed to have something going on. They walked faster and had long legs. They passed Zhong Man directly and the distance was also widened.
By the time Zhong Man and the others walked to the foyer, Mo La and the others had already left the main entrance. At this time, Du Qiong whispered in Zhong Man’s ear:
"The other one, does it look a bit familiar?"
Everyone is in this industry, so they are instinctively interested in this kind of dressing up, and they all find that there is something familiar in it.
Zhong Man is a professional station girl, but she is not a paparazzi. She has no desire to pursue her, while Du Qiong is instinctive.
Considering topic traffic:
"With this style, it's either CE or CH, more likely it's both... Do you know the background of that Mo La?"
Zhong Man rolled his eyes at her and did not answer.
In their circle, "CE" refers to celebrities, and "CH" refers to cheating and infidelity. The two are intertwined in explosive marketing, which is a classic trick of the scumbag media that has survived for centuries.
Obviously, Du Qiong's gossip and professionalism have arisen.
Mo La didn't bother to answer, and walked straight out of the foyer under the courtesy of the yoga studio service staff. Unexpectedly, they discovered that Mo La and the others had not left yet. Parked in front of them was a speed car with a relatively low-key color and style.
Zhong Man thought he was here to pick them up, but soon realized something was wrong.
At this time, the passenger door of the flying car opened, and a young woman who looked like a white-collar worker stepped out. At first glance, she is a beauty, but the smile on her face seems a bit unprofessional - she is charming and charming, and she seems to have a bit of a confident air.
Zhong Man blinked, inexplicably feeling that this person looked familiar... the kind that he had definitely seen before but couldn't place the scene or name.
The subsequent development was somewhat unexpected. Soon, the young female white-collar worker bowed her head to Mo La and put on a polite and courteous look:
"Ms. Murra, please get in the car."
From Zhong Man's angle, it was not clear what the expression on Mo La's face was. He probably glanced at the face of the female white-collar worker. He still held the lady in sunglasses, without even reaching out his hands from his trouser pockets. His upper body was slightly tilted towards Leaning forward, it seemed that he wanted to see clearly what was going on inside through the thick film on the car window.
This action was very short, at least it didn't give people a sense of hesitation.
Soon Zhong Man saw that Mo La shrugged her white shoulders, let go of the lady in sunglasses, opened the car door, and sat in.
The rear door closed immediately, and Zhong Man didn't see anyone in the back seat of the car.
The female white-collar worker had no intention of sitting back. She just said to the driver's seat, "Thank you, Master Jin, for your hard work," and then closed the front door directly.
The car drove away silently.
In this way, the lady in sunglasses stayed where she was with the female white-collar worker. It could be seen that the lady in sunglasses was obviously nervous and subconsciously took half a step back.
Faced with this unreasonable situation, Zhong Man and Du Qiong looked at each other. The latter silently made lip-syncs, pursed his lips and then pulled them to both sides.
There is no doubt that it is the word "catch the adulterer".
Zhong Man curled his lips, never wanting to be a spectator of such a sensitive incident, and pulled Du Qiong aside. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the female white-collar worker opposite suddenly looked over.
Their eyes met, and she didn't know which element touched Zhong Man's memory. She suddenly remembered: Yes, she has seen this female white-collar worker before!
It was the day she met Ruiwen filming at Zhixing Academy, and it was also the day of the Xiacheng earthquake. She didn't have to take the subway, but luckily she met siblings Tian Si and Tian Qi who kindly took her along.
And this one, carrying a huge suitcase, walked down the subway entrance against the flow of people. They even said hello at that time - Tian Si, Tian Qi and this person knew each other.
In comparison, this one left a stronger impression on her than Mo La. Because she remembered this person’s name:
Zhang Yingying.
At that time, Zhang Yingying's youthful and invincible appearance impressed her so deeply that she suddenly changed into white-collar attire and did not dare to recognize it.
As she was combing her thoughts, Zhang Yingying nodded to this side, as if she also recognized her.
Zhong Man bowed in response.
Du Qiong was surprised: "Do you know her?"
"Hmm..." Zhong Man responded vaguely, unwilling to say more.
Zhang Yingying didn't mean to say hello anymore, and looked at the lady in sunglasses again. At this time, another car drove over and stopped in front of them.
The lady in sunglasses hurriedly took a step forward and reached for the car door. It seemed that the car belonged to her.
Zhang Yingying took another step forward and said with a smile: "Do you mind if you give me a lift? In addition, Ronan also asked me to apologize to you..."
I don't know which sentence was so exciting that the lady in sunglasses suddenly froze there. However, Zhang Yingying opened the car door for her first and held her in her arms very considerately and walked her inside.
"Forget it's inconvenient... By the way, why are you sweating all over? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? Do you need help?"
The lady in sunglasses remained silent.
Zhang Yingying didn't care about herself. After helping the other party get into the car, she closed the door and waved to the closed window as if she didn't care.
The car moved forward slowly, but it slid for less than a meter before it stopped. The rear window opened, revealing the face of the lady in sunglasses.
She had taken off her mask. Perhaps it was because of her sunglasses that half of her face looked particularly pale: "Miss Zhang, can we have a chat?"
Zhang Yingying looked very surprised: "It turns out you know me. You are interested."
With that said, she was not polite, opened the car door again and got in, not forgetting to wave goodbye to Zhong Man in the foyer.
Finally, the car drove away and the entrance to the yoga studio became quiet.
Du Qiong took a clear look at the moment when the lady in sunglasses finally showed her face, and was already sure: "That is definitely Xi Wei, right? Didn't she have a fierce fight with the second generation of the army? So this is a good thing?"
She paused and caught another key word: "What did they say about Ronan just now? That one is not from Ruiwen..."
Zhong Man glared at her, said nothing, and walked forward quickly.
Du Qiong gave a shout, and the person in front walked faster.
We are all adults, and some things don't need to be said so straightforwardly. Du Qiong just shrugged and was not prepared to talk in depth with Zhong Man on this topic.
But after that, it’s anyone’s guess what everyone will do.
In the car leaving the yoga studio, Zhang Yingying glanced at the two women outside the yoga studio for the last time through the narrow perspective of the rearview mirror, and her attention returned to the highly nervous female star next to her.
She smiled again, stretched out her hand, and patted the man's knee: "Don't be nervous. You can understand it as just chatting. For example, we can chat: Do you know those two people?"
"who?"
Because her brain was in a trance due to nervousness, Xi Wei could not understand what Zhang Yingying was referring to at the first time. She was stunned for a moment before she suddenly realized: "No, I don't know her."
"But they seem to recognize you. There is also a senior station lady inside."
"I really don't know him, but that tall and thin man should have met... Mo La."
Xi Wei already has superb social skills, and through this simple topic, she gradually got into the zone. Although he stumbled when talking about Mo La, his state was visibly relaxed.
She was even testing Zhang Yingying's attitude: "You are looking for Mo La. Is there nothing wrong?"
This vague and subtle expression made Zhang Yingying laugh. She didn't tolerate her at all and asked directly: "What do you want to do?"
Xi Wei froze, unable to continue for a moment.
But Zhang Yingying began to reflect on her attitude again: "Sorry, in our circle, we are used to quarreling with people. Speaking of which, when we are here today, one is that my boss wants to talk to Ms. Mo La, and the other is I just want to come to you, apologize to you, and see if there is anything I can do to help... Well, this is what Ronan meant."
