I'm in the modeling circle

Chapter 352 Tennis City ([-])

The train kept heading south, and finally arrived at Tenis, a seaside city, in the evening. As soon as we got off the train station, the warm sunshine fell on everyone. People took off their heavy coats one after another, and walked slowly with their suitcases in thin clothes. Walk slowly towards the exit.

Mu Sheng took Lin Zixuan's hand, and looked sideways at Zeng Yiqiu, "Then see you next time."

Zeng Yiqiu nodded, "Well, goodbye."

Followed Xiu Xiu and walked towards the students step by step, but just a few steps away, I couldn't help but look back, but it was the back of the two walking close together, the light in the eyes dimmed a bit .

Maybe it's time to let it go.

"Zeng, tell me, will Tennis's nightclub be different, let's try it together tonight?"

While walking and looking at his phone, Xiu waited for Zeng Yiqiu's answer, but he didn't expect to see Zeng Yiqiu's indifferent back.

Xiu with a cheap mouth continued to ask, "Hey, let me tell you, you are in your 20s, and you are still an old virgin."

Before he finished speaking, Xiu's painful voice sounded, and he let out a "hiss", looking at Zeng Yiqiu's eyes without any ups and downs, Xiu touched the tip of his nose resentfully, "Okay, I won't talk anymore!"

The next day, Lin Zixuan took Mu Sheng to a retro market in Tenis. The stalls were full of handicrafts from all over France. The cold man led the girl across the stalls and walked to a corner. By the door, he lifted the curtain and walked in. The inside was the purpose of his visit this time.

Mu Sheng followed closely, his black eyes slightly widened as he looked at the scene behind the door. The stalls on both sides were simple and narrow, but there were piles of various fabrics and woolens on the table, as far as Mu Sheng could see. And, I have already seen a lot of high-end ready-to-wear fabrics such as cashmere, silk, and real silk. There are so many high-end fabrics in a small market stall.

The woman's expression flashed a little surprised, and she couldn't help but tugged at the man beside her, "Why are there so many high-end ready-to-wear fabrics here?"

I saw a lot of people coming and going in this market, and many of them were dressed in fashion and exquisitely. They stood in front of these simple stalls to choose suitable fabrics, and from time to time they discussed with the simple-dressed stall owners. Fashion and simplicity, delicacy and simplicity are inexplicably harmonious.

Lin Zixuan doesn't talk much, if someone asked him usually, he might get a simple sentence, "Check it online."

But for Mu Sheng, he had extraordinary patience, and explained softly to the girl, "Because the suburb of Tenis is close to the Alps, the residents there raise a lot of sheep, and the residents start to shear the wool every spring, autumn and winter. and cashmere."

Mu Sheng looked around, and indeed found that wool and cashmere were the most fabrics in the market, and the others were relatively few.

Lin Zixuan led the girl forward, and said as he walked, "Among them, some small family workshops purchased some wool and cashmere, and after their reprocessing, they evolved into these fabrics."

At this time, a group of people passed by, the cold man stopped, let go of the girl's big hand, and wrapped the girl's shoulders in his arms to protect him from being bumped by the crowd. Lin Zixuan's voice continued to be heard, followed by a warm breath.

"Originally, this market only had wool fabrics. With the later development, hand workshops of other fabrics gradually gathered in this place, and finally it became one of the sources of procurement for many clothing studios in Paris."

As the group of people left, Lin Zixuan continued to hold Mu Sheng's little hand, and the two strolled comfortably and lazily in the fabric market. Hearing the man's cold voice, the girl smiled. It was rare to see him so much. side of words.

The atmosphere between the two is so beautiful that people can't get in, and they are isolated from the bustling markets around them.

At this time, an old voice sounded from the side, "Mr. Lin, you are here this year too."

Lin Zixuan stopped, and looked sideways at the small stall next to him.

This small stall is a bit out of place in this market. There is nothing on the stall. An old man is sitting in the stall. He is wearing a black hat, the hair exposed by the brim of the hat has turned gray, and he is wearing an elegant dress. A black coat and a dark sweater, and a pair of sunglasses on his face.

There was a Labrador sitting quietly beside him, a pair of gentle black eyes looked at Mu Sheng curiously, and the tail behind him shook when he saw Lin Zixuan, as if he knew Lin Zixuan.

Lin Zixuan caught sight of the man, his amber eyes flashed a somewhat inexplicable expression, he took a deep look at the old man, and finally said, "Mr. Adams, good morning."

The old man smiled, turned his head suddenly, and looked in Mu Sheng's direction, "It seems that there is an extra companion this time? Compared with men, the steps are light, but the steps are very steady."

Mu Sheng was stunned, and glanced at the old man in surprise. On closer inspection, the eyes under the sunglasses seemed to be out of focus, but the temperament of the old man made people ignore this situation for no reason.

Adams thought for a moment, "Well, it's a girl, is she a model?"

Before Mu Sheng could speak, the Labrador next to him had already barked in a low voice, as if responding to something, Adams smiled and reached out to stroke the head of the Labrador next to him, "Oslo, I said Right?"

The Labrador named "Oslo" rubbed his palm affectionately, as if responding to something.

There was a bit of surprise on Mu Sheng's face, and she couldn't help but want to boast, "This dog is so smart!" As soon as the words fell, Mu Sheng just wanted to step forward to pet the spiritual Labrador, to be loved by him. Lin Zixuan who was beside him stopped.

The girl looked at Lin Zixuan with puzzled eyes, what's wrong?
The cold man turned his eyes to the old man in the stall, and said in a cold voice, "Mr. Adams, are you still making that kind of fabric?"

Mu Sheng was taken aback, what kind of fabric?

Adams paused, of course he knew which kind Lin Zixuan was talking about, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "Of course I'm still doing it, otherwise how would I support myself."

The cold man frowned, "I said, government agencies can."

The smile on Adams' face disappeared, and he immediately interrupted Lin Zixuan, "No need, I can support myself."

Mu Sheng frowned at the old man's attitude, and Lin Zixuan beside him seemed to be a little restless, his mouth was tightly pursed, and a little anger flashed in his eyes, "If you said that the way you can support yourself is by selling that kind of fabric."

Before Lin Zixuan finished speaking, the old man had already turned around from his chair, lifted the curtain behind him, and left a cold sentence, "Walk slowly."

The two broke up unhappy.

For a while, Lin Zixuan led Mu Sheng to continue shopping in the market, but he was no longer in the same mood as when he first came here. He glanced sideways at the silent man, and it was hard for Mu Sheng to ask for more information about that Mr. Adams .

What is the fabric they are talking about?
Why did Lin Zixuan want to stop the old man from selling it? Is it illegal?

All kinds of doubts circulated in Mu Sheng's mind.

Mu Sheng thought that their interaction with that Mr. Adams was limited to this, but unexpectedly the next morning, the police knocked on the door of the hotel.

"Hello, we are police officers from Tenis, please come out and cooperate with the investigation."

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