There are spirits in the rebirth space

Chapter 68

When it comes to the profoundness of Chinese culture, both of them can't help but respect it.No matter what disasters and humiliations the Chinese nation has experienced, no one can erase that indelible glorious history.

"Under the influence of history, perhaps the emergence of Hui is no longer a coincidence or a miracle, but inevitable." Giorgio Armani said with a smile.

Ye Hui smiled and said firmly: "Although the glorious past makes me proud, it is the past anyway. I have to admit that our country's clothing culture has really started from scratch. But in In the near future, my motherland will definitely regain its historical glory and create a clothing culture belonging to the new China!"

"I never doubt!" Giorgio Armani also said with a smile, "Especially after Hui, you appeared!"

Pierre Cardin looked at Ye Hui, who was full of confidence, and couldn't help sighing, "With such a strong local enemy as Hui, shouldn't I regret it?"

Ye Hui also pretended to be thinking, and then said seriously: "Maybe!"

Seeing her serious appearance, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Before the party started, Pierre Cardin and Giorgio Armani went out first.In the small garden, there are already clouds of beauties and shadows in fragrant clothes.Celebrities in various fashion circles walked around with their partners on their arms, waiting for Ye Hui's appearance, already a little anxious.

Ye Hui wore a white dress today, which contrasted sharply with Li Zhiheng's black suit.A head of jet-black and smooth hair was tied up with a sky-blue headband, and the young face without makeup showed even more its creamy skin, red lips and white teeth.His dark, lacquered eyes always seemed to be smiling.He walked out slowly holding Li Zhiheng's arm, and someone came over immediately.

Ye Hui always maintained a decent smile, greeting every guest who came.

Dealing with people is physical work, Ye Hui has to keep the same smile throughout the night.In less than half of the time, Ye Hui felt deeply exhausted, and couldn't help feeling that life was so comfortable.Smiling, once the most familiar camouflage, a necessary daily expression, now I feel tired after just persisting for a while, it is really too squeamish.

Following Ye Hui to deal with it, Li Zhiheng beside her naturally understood her fatigue.Unfortunately, these things are not something he can do for him.

Almost everyone had to have a few words with Ye Hui to express their surprise at her outfits.Nature is another word of praise.There are also many people who are very interested in Ye Hui's road to success, such as how to get out of China's current environment and break into the international market.

However, there will also be people who are very gossip and are very interested in Li Zhiheng who is beside Ye Hui.Throughout the whole session, Ye Hui walked around the venue holding his arm.Some people even said that on the night of the press conference, Li Zhiheng stayed with Ye Hui backstage, guarding her side.

But when asked this time, it was Li Zhiheng who answered: "This is my sister and my fiancée!"

Li Zhiheng's unabashed answer stunned Ye Hui for a moment. Didn't expect him to be so straightforward? !Meeting other people's suspicious eyes, Ye Hui just nodded with a blushing face.The questioner smiled half-ambiguously and half-clearly.

In the second half of the banquet, Ye Hui played a violin at the request of the guests.Picking up the beloved violin, the sense of familiarity surged down the palm of my heart.Ye Hui played a piece of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", which is the most Chinese-style piece, played on the violin, which has a special charm.When this song was created, it was intended as a gift for the [-]th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. In such a sensitive age, it took a lot of twists and turns to succeed.Ye Hui has always liked this piece, and practiced it many times in private.

Everyone was overwhelmed by this mournful piece and listened in silence.

Li Zhiheng was standing just outside the crowd, watching Ye Hui who was playing with enthusiasm, his heart was filled with warmth.In a short period of time, she was already so radiant. When facing everyone, she unconsciously revealed that she was her fiancée. She just wanted to announce to the world that this unique girl was already her own.Seeing her shy but still blushing and nodding, Li Zhiheng only felt that a certain part of his heart became so soft.

At the end of the song, the applause of the crowd followed.

"What's the name of this song? It's so nice!" Singer Bill said.This should be the young son of the Bill family. It is said that although he is somewhat uneducated, he is a well-known figure in the fashion industry.There is nowhere without him.It seems that this guy is very well-informed. Ye Hui bought several pieces of fashion in Ye Hui's fashion show.It should be given to a confidante.

"This should be a Chinese drama, it seems to be called "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai"!" Didier Ximi answered first.

"Mr. Ximi really has a lot of research on classical music!" Someone laughed.

Didier Simi shook his head, "It's not that there is any research. It's just that I heard a Chinese student play this piece on the street and thought it sounded good, so I asked about it. I didn't expect Hui to play this piece today. song."

"Does Chinese opera have any stories?" Someone continued to ask.

"Yes, this story is very similar to the story of Romeo and Juliet. It has the same purpose! But in the end, after both the hero and heroine died, they both turned into a pair of butterflies. A better ending." Ye Hui explained to everyone with a smile.

"That's how it is." Everyone understood.

"This song is just like Hui, from distant China to the world!" Giorgio Armani's distinctive Italian suddenly sounded, and he was looking at Ye Hui with a clear face.

Ye Hui nodded, "Yes, just like this song, I went from China to the world. I believe there will be many things in the future, which will go from China to the world one after another!" Ye Hui said this sentence in Italian Giorgio Armani said.

Although the people around couldn't understand the conversation between the two, it can be seen from Ye Hui's firm smile and Giorgio Armani's admiration that this fashion designer from China may occupy an important role in the fashion industry in the near future. Go for a place that matters!
Ye Hui kept smiling until she saw off the last guest.Throughout the night, Ye Hui only felt that her cheeks were sore.It's not human to keep the same smile all night!
Li Zhiheng asked Ye Hui to sit on the sofa, while he sat beside him, gently lifted Ye Hui's leg, and began to massage her, including the soles of her feet.

Because of today's banquet, Ye Hui felt that she was too short and insisted on wearing a pair of high heels.Despite Li Zhiheng's opposition.However, Ye Hui played coquettishly for a long time, and finally got Li Zhiheng's permission to let her wear a pair of three-centimeter wedge shoes.But Ye Hui still secretly changed it to five centimeters.Although five centimeters is still a drop in the bucket among a group of tall and big foreigners, it is always a bit of comfort, isn't it?It's better than not raising it at all, isn't it?

But the direct result of this height is that Ye Hui felt that her feet were no longer her own after standing on the [-]cm wedges for a whole night.Both legs and even the soles of the feet were sore and sore, and it was uncomfortable.

Li Zhiheng controlled the strength of his hands, pinched Ye Hui's legs and soles, and said with some reproach: "Didn't you just wear three centimeters? You even secretly changed to five centimeters yourself. You are so ignorant, you should be beaten. I will definitely not next time." Let you wear high heels again, even if they are three centimeters, you can go straight to flat shoes!"

Ye Hui stuck out her tongue, not daring to argue.If anyone asked him to change shoes behind his back, he should be angry.However, you are not allowed to wear high heels in the future, can't you? !

"Brother Zhiheng," Ye Hui said tentatively. Seeing that Li Zhiheng didn't ignore her, she boldly discussed, "At most, I won't secretly change shoes behind your back in the future, okay? I must discuss it with you! That, Don't just take away my right to wear high heels."

Li Zhiheng looked up at her, "Why do you have to wear high heels?!"

"Naturally, I have to be taller!" Ye Hui said naturally, "Why don't you see how tall this group of foreigners is, and I'm submerged in the middle of them, it feels too bad. I also want to look down on everyone! "

"Then it would be nice if you were taller?!" Li Zhiheng ignored her excuses at all, "If you are that tall, why do you need high heels?"

Hearing this, Ye Hui was really speechless, it's not her decision to grow taller!Ye Hui said a little angrily: "Then if I grow so tall, don't you have to be taller to be worthy of me?! I'm afraid of putting pressure on you!"

"No need!" Li Zhiheng didn't raise his head, he put down the leg he had just massaged, and turned to massage Ye Hui's other leg, "You know I can't grow so tall?"

Unable to argue, Ye Hui simply pouted and said, "Then I will grow to 1.7 meters. If you are less than 1.8 meters, I will not want you!"

Li Zhiheng finally raised his head, gave Ye Hui a cool look, and then said quietly, "I won't give you this chance."

Seeing Li Zhiheng's serious appearance, Ye Hui didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and hurried to curry favor.Withdrawing his legs, he crawled over and hugged Li Zhiheng's shoulders to flatter him, "Hehe, brother Zhiheng, I was just kidding with you."

With a backhand, Li Zhiheng directly hugged Ye Hui to his chest, and looked at Ye Hui with bright eyes, "I'm not messing with you. At 1.8 meters, my parents are not short. It’s not difficult to say. However, you will never have a chance to wear these high heels.”

Ye Hui scratched Li Zhiheng's shoulder like a puppy, "Brother Zhiheng, are you really going to completely deprive me of the right to wear high heels?! Don't do this, is it my fault?"

　The second update is here! ! ! !The weather is getting colder and colder, which is really annoying. . . . . . . . . . . .

　　
　
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