Chapter 1101

Elaine came over, Ding Yiyi looked at him cautiously, he shrugged, "don't be nervous, although I'm very interested in you, but I don't have the hobby of obscenity in public."

Ding Yiyi's face was still alert, but he didn't write "I don't believe it.".

Elaine suddenly leaned close to him, and the freckles on the bridge of his nose were clearly visible. He looked at her dark eyes and said, "would you like to come to me?"

What? Ding Yiyi silly eyes, which is this, she soon recovered, "what tricks do you want to play?"

"Ha ha ha." Elaine straightens up and laughs. A tall model with hot figure comes to her face. The model's eyes brighten when she sees Elaine, and she twists her waist to him.

Elaine put his hand around the woman's waist and looked down at Shangding Yiyi. He laughed and hugged her. He didn't look at her any more and turned to leave.

At the stairway, some foreign women anxiously stroked his strong muscles hidden under his shirt, but he grabbed them.

"I'm sorry, Sonna. I'm lovelorn today. I can't today." Elaine looks at the woman with a smile, cuts herself one eye, twists her high heels and leaves.

He took out his cigarette and felt it in his pocket. Suddenly, he remembered that the lighter was still in Ding Yiyi's room. After half a sound, he scolded and turned around to hit the wall. At this time, the mobile phone in his pants pocket suddenly rang. When he answered the phone, his face became darker and darker.

Ding Yiyi was surprised to see Elaine stride to the backstage. Several staff members discussed nervously for a while. Some informed models even asked, "Alin won't make any moths."

The original hot backstage atmosphere suddenly cooled down. Qiubai approached her and whispered, "the designer of this brand is a weirdo. It happened before that he refused to open a show because he changed the scene in the middle of the stage. That time alone, he lost millions. This time, it seems that something has gone wrong again."

Ding Yiyi was very surprised, "what's wrong?" Qiu Bai frowned. "I heard it's a matching necklace. I didn't think about it well, so the old man didn't want to open a show."

"It's too arbitrary." Ding Yiyi said inconceivably, because an ornament is not done well, it leads to the cancellation of the whole show.

Autumn white helpless shake his head, the scene a gloomy, Ding Yiyi see everyone a face sad look, simply backstage.

The show was held on the top floor of the hotel. The high floor made her feel palpitating. She walked around everywhere and unconsciously came to the room she broke into by mistake that night.

Before entering the door, she heard the sound of something falling to the ground. Thinking that her grandfather had fallen, she quickly opened the door and stared at the old man who was falling for a while.

"Why are you..." The old man looked at her dress and frowned, "are you on the show tonight, too?"

Ding Yiyi thinks that the old man's temper is too grumpy. She Stoops to pick up the old man's messy clothes and looks up to see a red skirt hanging in the middle of the room.

This red skirt is very long, and the waist part is inlaid with layers of green gems. The gems are shining in the light.

"What are you doing here? Get out of here!" The crutches in the old man's hand rattled the floor. Ding Yiyi looked at him in surprise. Just now she saw a letter "Alin" engraved on the clothes shelf.

"Are you Mr. Alin?" Ding Yiyi said inconceivably. The old man glanced at her and said nothing.

Ding Yidun, or said: "I think you just cancel a show is too wrong."

"What did you say?" The old man was so angry that he raised his crutch in his hand, his eyes were wide open, and the wrinkles on his head were more obvious.

Ding Yiyi licked some dry lips until the taste buds tasted the lipstick. Then she suddenly remembered that she had put on her make-up. She said bitterly, "because everyone has made a lot of efforts for this show, it's too capricious to say if you can't open it."

The old man didn't get angry unexpectedly. He looked at the red dress with a trace of melancholy in his voice. "At my age, you will not be willing to make do with it, just want to be the best..." As soon as his voice fell, he regained his fiery temper and waved his crutch to drive her away. "Get out of here as soon as you can. It's better to find a place to stay if you have time to chat here."

Ding Yiyi was chased to the door by him. The old man glanced at her, "if you can find the right accessories for my clothes, it's not too late to teach me, little girl!"

"Good! I'll try! " Ding Yiyi was infuriated by his sarcastic eyes. He was so angry that he responded. The old man was stunned and happy. He waved his hand to let her come in again. He wanted to see what the little doll could do.

Ding Yiyi's heart is also at sixes and sevens. She goes back to the front of her clothes and looks at it carefully. After a while, she turns to walk outside the door.

The old man thought she was going to leave. He snorted, but he saw her turn around in the open space, still reciting words. Then he went back to the table, picked up the pen and began to write and draw.Alin didn't expect that she could really draw, so she just sat aside and waited to see what she could draw.

Ding Yiyi knows that she hasn't held a brush for a long time. She thinks she will be unfamiliar with it, but she finds that the gesture of holding a brush is so familiar that she can get back the previous feeling with just a few strokes.

Her thoughts are like eagles flying high in the wilderness. Wave after wave of thoughts clamor to come out of her brain. She moves fast and her mood is high.

In less than an hour, she put down the brush with a slap, but there was a moment of hesitation when she took the painting. Is it too much for her to do so.

"Bring it here, and I'll see what you've drawn after all the time you've wasted." The old man sat flat and didn't give her a chance to step back.

She hesitated and handed the picture to her. Alin took the picture and glanced at it, then fell into meditation. Ding Yiyi looked at him nervously, looking at his clothes and the paper from time to time.

She was so nervous that she even forgot to breathe. She just mechanically followed his action. Half a sound, the old man raised the single lens of his left eye, "it's really bad."

Although Ding Yiyi knew his painting couldn't get into his eyes, he still felt very depressed. The old man glanced at her, got up, put the painting on the table, picked up the pen and began to revise the original work.

Soon, the old man pressed a walkie talkie. After a while, footsteps came from the door. Elaine pushed the door and said, "Alin, have you changed your mind?"

Yiding even handed the picture to the old man according to the processing time in the room. He was surprised to see that the picture was too big

Elaine looked down at the picture. He had seen the design of Alin. It was totally different from the picture in front of him. Although some of the strokes were indeed written by Alin, the style was strange in general. Besides Alin, there was only one other person in the room.

Alin was so angry that he knocked his crutches pingpong. "Don't hurry up! The show is about to begin

"Yes Elaine answered in a hurry, looking at Ding Yiyi with a complicated look, and then turned to leave.

The old man saw him go far away, then turned to look at Ding Yiyi and said, "it's a bit of aura. What I admire most in China is Xia Yihan, a jewelry designer. Although you can't even reach her fur, it's better to have some ideas. What's your name?"

Ding Yiyi is totally immersed in her works, which are valued by the world-class luxury goods masters. She may appear on the model's neck in a short time. Hearing Alin ask her, she quickly replies, "my name is Ding Yiyi."

Alin frowned. "I don't know."

Ding Yiyi couldn't smile bitterly. She changed her career before she made a career. It's strange to know her. Before the bitter fermentation in her heart was over, the old man gave her a business card and said, "if you want to continue in this line, come to me."

Ding Yiyi was stunned. The business card in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She could only look at the old man foolishly. Alin waved his cane discontentedly and began to drive people away, "OK, OK, hurry up, don't waste my time any more!"

The walk show was held as scheduled. The lights were flickering and shining on the models, reflecting the beautiful dreamy feeling. The low music was flowing into the eardrum of intruders. There were no birds off the stage, and everyone was intoxicated in the appreciation of beauty.

In the crowd, ye chuyun quietly looks at Ding Yiyi, who is not the same as usual. She is successful. She stands on the international stage and shows herself. Maybe not many people here know him, but as long as they have seen her hard work, they all know how difficult it is to be brilliant today.

Backstage, Ding Yiyi holding both ends of the washbasin, she is still a little soft legs, just watching the crowd on the stage, she was so nervous that her heart almost jumped out, thanks to the safe and sound to go through their own part.

Behind a person, she quickly get out of the way, through the mirror to see song Na, song Na toward her smile, turn on the tap and began to wash her hands.

Ding Yiyi smiles back, then turns around and just goes out. Song Na stops her. Her brow is slightly wrinkled, and the bright powder on it falls off. "Are you in that kind of relationship with Ye Shao?"

Ding Yiyi is one Leng, "why do you ask so?"

Song Na is biting her lips. She doesn't know whether to say it or not. Someone once revealed that Ding Yiyi and the young master of the Ye family are together. It seems that they are very close. Ding Yiyi has had an affair with the film emperor Enron before, which makes people feel that it's her hype.

"Anything else?" Ding Yiyi saw that she seemed to have something to say, but she tried to suppress it, so she asked.

Song Na turned off the tap, and the sound of water ticking in the washbasin made a clear sound. She shook her head, "it's nothing. It's just gossip. Do you know ye Shao is going to get married tomorrow?"

Ding Yiyi was shocked. At that moment, she felt that her facial features were all closed. Her ears could not hear, her eyes could not see, but her head was working.

She stepped back two steps, her back against the cold tiles, and she gave a jerk, "what do you say, say it again."