Fall In Love With The Disguised Lady

Little moon: what? I thought he Xi was really winning honor for his country, and he didn't look at his own weight and even copied. It was shameless.

Shi Jiayue: don't talk nonsense until you know it clearly. Maybe Ye Xiaoxiao copied He Xi.

My father's father is a grandfather: how can it be? I still prefer Zuo Zhenqi to buy paintings for He Xi in foreign countries. Unexpectedly, Zuo Zhenqi bought the pictures of the people who participated in the competition. The micro blog was divided into three groups: one firmly believed that He Xi had plagiarized it, one was neutral, and the other was that Zuo Zhenqi was the ghost. Most people did not I believe He Xi can stand on such an international stage, and I don't want to believe that the boss's wife of a group can win the International Cup.

"Boss, do you want to keep the topic on Weibo down?"

In Zuo's top office, Zuo Zhenqi is watching the live broadcast of the game with his own sunglasses. His eyes have basically never left the screen.

"No, it's a stir fry. The hotter the better."

Zuo Zhenqi's eyes are fixed.

At that time, the Secretary didn't know what his boss thought, but he still went to the door and planned to arrange things.

But before he got to the door, he was stopped again by the boss, "wait, what time is it?"

The Secretary quickly raised the watch on his wrist and looked at it. "It's already noon. Do you want to catch the plane?"

In fact, Zuo Zhenqi has already bought a ticket to the UK a few days ago. He originally planned to go there earlier, but the company's business has not been handled properly, so it has been pushed to this day.

"How many hours to get to England?"

"If there's no accident, it won't arrive until around 9 p.m. British time."

It's OK. I can make it.

"Go and arrange."

As he spoke, he closed his computer, got up from his chair and walked outside.

On the other side, Serena was waiting at the gate of the stadium, with something in her hand. Her face was pale and her eyes were dull.

The staff at the door came to her and asked, "Ma'am, what's the matter with you standing here?"

No wonder the staff came to ask, Serena has been standing here for nearly two hours, and has always been like this.

Smell speech, she came back to see to stand in front of the staff, barely hook up the lips and smile, "I am waiting for someone else."

At this time, there was a commotion at the door, as if someone had come out. Serena's eyes lit up immediately, and then she quickly stepped forward two steps to the man who came out.

The staff don't know why.

Serena came up to the man and said, "this is your manuscript last night. You forgot to bring it."

"I see."

The man said coldly, and then took the things in Serena's hands and walked to the arena.

If He Xi was here, he would be able to recognize that this man was the first person to appear in the previous competition - ingraelin Hebrew.

English Glenn took his own things into the infield. After seeing what he had in his hands, the staff members were a little bit surprised and asked, "Mr. England, what's the thing in your hand? This competition clearly stipulates that no external force can be used."

The man squinted and pulled the corners of his mouth, "but there is no rule that you can't use your own things. This is my manuscript yesterday."

The staff were a little surprised, but after thinking about it, they didn't seem to say that they couldn't use their own manuscript yesterday, so they let people in.

As time went by, a little bit of interlude appeared in the middle. Some people knocked over their own paint because of tension. Many people could not help looking at the past. Only a few people sat quietly in their positions and focused on their works.

He Xi is one of them.

When focusing on one thing, few people feel hungry. When most people come back to their senses, they find that the program team has already prepared lunch boxes and sent them to everyone.

In London's airport, a man in sunglasses walks in the airport with a small suitcase.

It's cloudy in Britain this time, and no one is walking with sunglasses on the road, so passers-by can't help but glance at this person several times.

It's nine o'clock in the evening. Zuo Zhenqi finally arrived in London after taking a plane for nearly a day. Now, she can't wait to go to the place where He Xi competes to see if the face he hasn't seen for a long time is still the same as before.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help quickening his pace.

Listening to a car at the door, the people in the car saw Zuo Zhenqi and quickly stepped down from the car. "Excuse me, is it Mr. Zuo?"

The boss said he picked up someone with sunglasses.

Zuo Zhenqi nodded, and soon knew that the person who came to pick him up was sent, "did Ji an ask you to come?"The man nodded, "yes, the boss asked me to pick you up."

Smell speech, left Zhenqi pick eyebrow, "how come he didn't come by himself."

"The boss said that he would also assign the task you gave him, so there is no way to come now."

"Oh." As he nodded, he pulled out the box behind him and put it in the car. "Did he say how things are going?"

"The boss just said that he would give you a satisfactory answer."

Seeing this, Zuo Zhenqi nods to show that he knows.

In the competition field, several people have handed in their own works, including some excellent ones. He Xi focuses on the painting in front of him, and only needs the last step. After the shadow, it is finished.

This work is also relatively fast, after a simple treatment, she took her works to the direction of the host.

The host is the place to hand in the manuscript, but she didn't expect that when she went to the first row, ye Xiaoxiao also stood up and went up with herself.

This is a bit interesting, even the host looking at Ye Xiaoxiao and He Xi's eyes revealed a banter.

These two people delivered their works at about the same time before. I didn't expect that even in the competition, they were one after the other.

A lot of people don't know what to say.

When ye Xiaoxiao stood up from his seat to hand in his works, He Xi found that He Xi had also handed in his works. From the perspective of a copy, it was still a relatively normal face, and instantly turned pale.

At any time, this situation is OK, but in the competition, the point is that He Xi is a step slower than He Xi. As a result, the people behind the live screen look as if they can't match He Xi at all.

Think of here, ye Xiaoxiao's eyes with some twist, do not want to stretch out his feet at the foot of He river.

Ye Xiaoxiao's action is relatively small, so He Xi didn't see it. When he came back to God, he had already eaten it. He was about to fall, but he was suddenly pulled from behind.

He Xi looked at the floor which was only a little bit away from his face. One hand was on the ground, and the other hand was held by the people behind him. The work just in hand was just thrown on the ground in such a short time.

Then there were a few late exclamations.

But if people are busy, the focus is on the situation of the whole world.

Suri pulls He Xi up from the ground, squints at Ye Xiaoxiao, who is very close to He Xi, and scans her from top to bottom, and then sends out a slight syllable from his mouth.

"Hiss..."

Ye Xiaoxiao suddenly felt his face burning, as if he had been caught by someone. Some of his hands were helpless and stood in the same place, "He Xi. Are you ok? What happened just now

Smell speech, He Xi just came back from the panic just now, looking at this familiar person in front of him. He can't believe that this person is the neighbor who lived opposite him before.

It's all about being famous.

He Xi suddenly felt that his previous choice seemed to be a little too benevolent. For such a person, only a stick to death would not let her continue to jump out.

And she never knew that people who used to get along with each other would be this temperament. Should we say that this person's disguise was too good, or should she say that she was blindfolded?

She did not respond to Ye Xiaoxiao and nodded to Suri, who was holding her. "Thank you for helping me again."

"No, I'm entrusted." Suri let go of He Xi and put his hand in his trouser pocket, holding his work in the other hand.

It looks like it's more handsome than many men.

However, He Xi was immersed in what she said was entrusted by others, and he was absent-minded.

At this time, the staff finally came over, "Miss Su mu, are you ok?"

He Xi took part in the competition with his pseudonym, only a few familiar people know that Su Mu is her.

So when people watching live broadcast in China heard that the staff in the TV set called He Xi Sumu, they were still a little surprised. They almost thought that they had confused the two people. Finally, they checked the photos of He Xi and made a comparison before they were sure that He Xi was He Xi.

"It's OK." He Xi squatted down and checked the paper that had just fallen on the ground. Fortunately, it was light, so she didn't receive any damage. Otherwise, she really didn't know what to do.

"Let's go." Taking the work back in her hand, she stood up and looked at the culprit who had just tripped herself over, and then walked towards the direction of the host.

Suri followed her. Ji took advantage of He Xi to look at Ye Xiaoxiao and said in a low voice, "Miss ye, it's a pity."

When she spoke, she didn't have any look on her face. It looked as if she was chatting with Ye Xiaoxiao at home. The people in the program group did not install a microphone on the painter's body. Her voice was very small, and only her lips and teeth moved slightly, so no one knew what she said.Can only see her in Ye Xiaoxiao side a little pause to go.