Reborn lady my biggest

Chapter 143 Destined Friendship

"Lin Ying," the busker walked in an alley she described as a spider's web.The street lights were sparsely on, and there were some potholes on the ground, and Su Zi stepped into the puddle by accident.

Hearing the name of the woman leading the way, Su Zizeng said quickly, "Su Zizeng."

"Why did you come to Paris?" At the end of the alley, the woman's voice stopped in front of a three-story white building that is not commonly seen on the streets of Paris.

"To...survive," Su Zi once found an excuse that was the fastest to cross her mind.

To her strange answer, the woman named Lin Ying shrugged.Then go to the side of the building.There was a small door leading to the basement of the white building.

The damp and dark basement is not exposed to light all year round, no wonder Lin Ying's skin is so impure.

Su Zizeng didn't dare to speak, so he walked down. A basement with a ceiling is better than a square without a roof.Su Zizeng did not expect to be able to live in a place like the Hilton Suite. There is nothing to be picky about where Lin Ying lives.

At this time, in the magnificent hall of the "Eve Hotel", which is not inferior to the Hilton Hotel, a luxury car that was picked up by the hotel just stopped.

Hang Yishao got out of the car with Hang's father.The development project of Meaux Beach has been approved. At the invitation of Hang's father, he came to Mr. Jean Peter, the most famous French architect.It is hoped that through his handwriting, the Meaux Resort project will become a star project that attracts worldwide attention.

In the past few months, Hang Yishao's obedience made Hang's father and mother hang their tongues, so when the Gaul beauty walking towards him gave him an electric wink, he just nodded politely.

Father Hang looked at his son beside him and was relieved.Young people always have to go through a period of absurd years before they feel young.But it is just a rebellious period that every young person must go through, and it will be fine after that.

"This is the photo from the last Eve Ball?" Several female guests waiting in the hall pointed to the girls in the photo and gestured.

The winners of each "Eve Ball" will leave a photo, and the photos of the latest selected ladies and some wonderful edited photos at that time are placed in the most conspicuous place.

Hang Yishao's eyes fell on several photos.There were a few familiar oriental faces on it, and the cluster of fiery red figures quickly occupied his full attention.

"Isn't this Zi Zeng? I heard that she also participated in the ball, but I didn't expect to see the photos of that time here," Father Hang was also surprised, discussing with the translator beside him.

"Last year's Eve Ball was the most special one. Speaking of which, two girls from country Z were selected, which is a great honor," because beauties can always attract countless topics.

I am used to seeing foreign beauties with blond hair and blue eyes, those two slender figures are like elves, lighting up the enthusiasm of the French.

The black Wen Maixue stood far away, like her in the photo, in line with people's usual evaluation of her, dignified and pure.

The flame-like Su Zizeng showed a completely different style from the usual one. Under the leadership of Perot, her turned body and flustered eyes all jumped into Hang Yishao's eyes. inside.

"Zi Zeng is really a girl's eighteenth change," Father Hang praised on one side, and the translator echoed on the other.

"Like a dyed turkey, it's a mess." Hang Yishao said duplicity, he didn't attribute the reason for this trip to work hard with Hang's father to Su Zizeng whom he didn't know more and more.

He opened his eyes as much as possible, and drove away Su Zizeng who was in the arms of the man he hated the most.The gorgeous dance steps and the two figures that were getting further and further away reminded him from time to time that he should not fall behind Su Zizeng.

The night separated the two people who were under the same sky.There was no cozy fireplace and no transparent windows, but after Su Zizeng entered the basement, he was still attracted by the sight in front of him.

Without the gloomy and dampness of ordinary basements, Lin Ying created an atmosphere completely different from its appearance in the basement.

The dehumidifier was running on the side, the lazy sofa leaned against the corner softly, and there were candy-colored patchwork blankets under her feet. I don't know which fabric shop Lin Ying bought them from.

National flags from all over the world are covered with unpainted old walls, blocking the mottled and peeling walls behind.There was also a huge poster featuring a tall, thin model.

"Sister Mu?" What surprised Su Zizeng the most was the poster.Sister Mu is still dressed in black and white, with a perfectly proportioned figure, her legs are still intact, her eyes are still sharp, and she is no longer holding a wine glass, Zimu who is no longer drunk.

"You know her too?" In Lin Ying's tone, there was no indifference when they first met. People who appreciate "New" like herself are all good friends of Lin Ying.

"I know." The sister Mu that Su Zi knew was more like a black cat hiding in a corner, absorbing the dark breath, rather than the black panther walking on the runway with its broad head.

"Like me, we all know her, but she doesn't know us," Lin Ying no longer had the air of an indifferent artist before, she was like a loyal fan, cheering for an idol who had left the world's sight.

Su Zi never thought that she knew Sister Mu through the mouth of outsiders.

In this homey basement decorated by Lin Ying, it is filled with various materials belonging to New.From her debut, the little news that she stepped on her high heels, to her running away for love with a down-and-out designer.The free and unrestrained New, surrounded by countless halos, was like a shooting star, leaving hastily after burning her flame on stages in Paris and around the world.At the age of 14, she traveled to Europe alone and was nominated by the chief designer of YSL. After she became famous, she resolutely gave up the runway in Europe and went to North America, just to join the man who could sculpt her love.

"What's the matter with New's feet?" Su Zi once looked at the colorful pictorial, that sister Mu with slender eyes and suitable for light or heavy makeup.

"I heard that New came from a wealthy oriental family. Her family education was very strict. Before she became famous, her family did not support her. After she became famous, her family still wanted to obstruct her love with her lover. While avoiding the tracking of her family, she There was a car accident in the car with her fiancé, and she was missing from the catwalk." Lin Ying talked about the painful past, she felt depressed for a moment, and then she escaped again, from a well-kept room next to the sofa. In the storage box, a large number of "New" clothing photos were moved out.

The last photo caught Su Zizeng a little by surprise. The person on it was wearing "angel's broken wings". Looking at himself surrounded by the flame dress, Su Zizeng was a little speechless.

"You know why I brought you back, because you are very similar to the model in the photo." Lin Ying used many methods to collect all the pictures of New's clothing designs on the market.

Su Zizeng couldn't help laughing. She didn't explain that the confident woman stood in front of Lin Ying, as if she wouldn't tell Lin Ying.New, who made her fascinated, would only hold a glass of wine every day, sitting in the dark, sighing the passing of youth.

"What I envy most about New is never giving up in the face of failure," Lin Ying put away the pile of materials after she finished speaking.

"Don't give up, she never gave up." The iron-legged sister Mu could draw the most wonderful design even if she was kneeling, "Tell me about yourself, why you came to Paris."

"I want to be a model," Lin Ying admitted. She doesn't have New's keen sense of fashion, nor does she have extraordinary design talent. All she wants to do is stand on the catwalk and exude her unique charm.

Lin Ying is not beautiful, but like Sister Mu, she has a quality that can attract others' attention.That face, which is not detailed enough in the eyes of Orientals, is very prominent in the eyes of Westerners.

Su Zizeng didn't notice anything special at first glance, but under the light, she found Lin Ying's difference.

Lin Ying has a pair of smart eyes. There is a big difference between Easterners and Westerners in their viewing habits.When Lin Ying talks to people or sings, her eyes are tentatively communicating with other people's eyes.

So it has nothing to do with beauty or ugliness, just those eyes and that tall figure have already left a special impression on people.

"Do you become a model because you like the feeling of being noticed?" Like Lin Ying, Su Zizeng chose to sit on the colorful mosaic carpet.Both of them took off their coats, drank the brewed milk tea, and enjoyed the quiet night only in the basement.

"A part of it. I prefer to define being a model as showing the lifestyle of the rich to the poor." This is where Lin Ying differs from her idol New.

New on the catwalk is always a respected and aloof queen, while Lin Ying prefers to be an approachable showman.She believes that the true meaning of clothing should not only create beauty, but also bring people a sense of spiritual happiness.

"Happiness?" Su Zi once savored this word.This word is so strange.

She sat up and looked at the cup of milky white milk tea that tasted cloyingly sweet, and then at the overnight French bread that couldn't be tasted delicious on the low coffee table.

There is nothing here that matches Su Zi's past life, there is no comfortable high-end blanket, and there is no delicious food that makes people want to swallow their tongues together, but in this small basement, Su Zi used to be able to smell to that taste.What Lin Ying said, happiness.

Unexpectedly, the harvest of her promotion assessment would come so suddenly.

"I know what I came to Paris for," Su Zi once retracted her previous answer, and said solemnly: "I'm here to find happiness."

It was just a flight and a different place. Su Zizeng closed her eyes. She had a premonition in her mind that she would encounter happiness when she opened her eyes tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)