Bodyguard Play
The Little Green Book event was held in a concession building park that had been renovated. The exotic arched windows and South American-style architectural lines were decorated with brightly colored flowers and signboards, making it lively and fashionable.
Zheng Cheng dressed up deliberately today, in line with the prosperous theme of autumn, wearing a dark orange suit, with a slightly lowered ribbon neckline and two diamond chains from Bégley stacked on top of each other, which perfectly echoed the Fanta stone cocktail ring that had hit Zheng Liuzhu hard.
As for Yan Xiaoming and Hu Hanyu, they agreed to wear all black and black masks today. If Zheng Cheng hadn't scolded them, they would have put on sunglasses.
"Number two, number two, the area around here is safe, over." Hu Hanyu said while plugging one ear with his hand.
"Number one received, prepare to enter, over." Xiao Ming stood on the other side, also pressing one ear.
"You two have been playing together for a long time. Is that enough? If you continue, both of you will be finished." Zheng Cheng plugged his ears.
Zheng Cheng, the lady at the check-in desk, immediately greeted him warmly: "Hello, hello, Master Guan Er, welcome. I'll help you sign in."
Xiao Ming was still immersed in his role-playing when he suddenly rushed forward to fill out the sign-in sheet, startling the young lady. "Did you bring two... bodyguards?"
"Assistant." Zheng Cheng shook his head and pointed at the two men in black.
I’m really impressed.
"This name is for you. It doesn't matter if you put it on or not, everyone knows it." The staff member handed over the information after introducing it, and exclaimed for the third time, "It's so cool. I thought the video was filtered, but I didn't expect it to be straight out of the box."
"Thank you for the compliment. The photo has been retouched." Zheng Cheng was already used to this kind of compliment. He smiled faintly and generously put the name sticker given by the organizer on the position of his pocket handkerchief.
As the top internet celebrity with the largest traffic in the lifestyle track, Zheng Cheng was accompanied by staff all the way until he was near the venue. Xiao Ming and Hu Hanyu behind him were both dressed in black and wearing masks. Their posture was really no different from that of a star.
He prioritized checking in and taking photos at the sign-in board. Internet celebrities who were queuing up around him were all looking Zheng Cheng up and down and whispering to each other.
"Is this Master Guan Er? He's so handsome, he's glowing."
"Is he really from the food industry? He's so good-looking that even those in the beauty and fashion industry can't beat him. He deserves all the traffic."
"The filming was also very professional. You can tell at a glance that a company specializes in editing it."
"That can't be compared, this really can't be compared."
Xiao Ming's secretly happy moment.
The head is raised higher.
"Master Guan Er, we're the fruit cutters. We really like you," two girls came over to talk, timidly looking at the two men in black blocking their way. "Can... we take a photo with you?"
"Sure." Zheng Cheng smiled and pushed them apart.
I'm addicted to playing.
The girls’ equipment didn’t have a wide-angle lens, so Zheng Cheng helped to use a telephoto lens to take a nice photo of the three of them in the same frame.
Just as I was about to press the shutter, a girl was suddenly pushed from behind.
A burly man holding a camera was backing away to frame the scene. After bumping into someone, he changed direction. Instead of apologizing, he made an impatient click of the tongue.
Who is he photographing that's so cool? Zheng Cheng looked in the direction of his camera and saw a person with heavy makeup posing in front of a building.
After squinting his eyes for a long time, Zheng Cheng still couldn't recognize who it was. He turned to look at Xiao Ming, and Xiao Ming shrugged.
"He didn't wear any brand name, and I don't know how big a star he is, but he's so arrogant." After taking the photo at another place, Xiao Ming couldn't help but complain.
"How about peach juice?" said Hu Hanyu.
"Ah? That's Yaoyao?" The fruit girl also found it incredible. "He... looks like this, or am I blind?"
I've heard for a long time that there's a big difference between online and offline internet celebrities, but I never thought that a top celebrity could look so different without filters.
"If I hadn't seen it before, I wouldn't believe that the real person looks like this." Hanyu was still staring at Taozhi Yaoyao not far away, who was posing for a selfie without knowing it.
"Do you think he'll come over to take a picture with Brother Cheng later?" Xiao Ming whispered, "That's really asking for humiliation."
"Then let's go find him." Zheng Cheng said as he walked towards the bright pink bump, "I will let him humiliate me today."
When you get closer, you can see that Taozhi Yaoyao is actually quite good-looking among ordinary people, but her round face must be shaded to pretend to have a high degree of facial folds, which would look very strange in reality.
Especially when Zheng Cheng appeared with him.
"Hello~ Excuse me, are you Tao Juice Yaoyao?" Zheng Cheng walked over to him when he finished taking his selfie. "I'm Master Guan Er."
The moment Taozhi Yaoyao saw Zheng Cheng, she recognized him. Her look of shock was gone in an instant, and she pretended not to remember him. She looked him up and down slowly, "Oh, hello."
"As a senior in the food industry, I've always wanted to meet you." Zheng Cheng, noticing the change in his demeanor, didn't care and stretched out his hand to shake his hand.
Taozhi Yaoyao's eyes were fixed on the cocktail ring on Zheng Cheng's hand.
"How long have you been doing this?" Tao Juice Yaoyao was sitting by the fountain. Instead of standing up, she crossed her legs and turned her body to ask.
"Not long, maybe just over a year," said Zheng Cheng.
"Oh, I remember now, Master Guan Er, you've been doing this for over a year, and you have so many fans. That's amazing." Taozhi Yaoyao raised her chin and suddenly choked up her voice, "Keep up the hard work, let's cheer together."
"Let's do our best~" Zheng Cheng walked away, still imitating his tone, "No, it's not right for a man to talk like that, right?"
Hu Hanyu laughed secretly at the side: "You imitate it quite well, you are much cuter."
"He's going for the sisterly route," Xiao Ming shuddered. "Girls might like it, but it's still too advanced for straight guys."
"Sexual men are also ahead," said Hu Hanyu.
After looking at the seating chart, I decided to sit with Taozhi Yaoyao when the event started. There was nothing I could do about it, as they were the first and second on the Little Green Book Life Track.
The assistant could only sit a little further back, and Zheng Cheng had to separate from his two bodyguards.
"Call me if you need anything." Before they separated, Hanyu blocked her with his body, reached into her open suit, and gently closed it.
"Don't worry, this kind of situation won't bother me." Zheng Cheng curled the corners of his mouth and adjusted his clothes casually. The moment he pulled his hand back, her fingertips swept along his arm.
The event site was full of photographers taking candid photos. Zheng Cheng was very familiar with this relatively formal occasion and always maintained a focused and polite attitude.
Zheng Miao had accompanied him to many lectures and forums of this kind, and he had already mastered the technique.
However, Peach Juice Yaoyao from next door was not so well-mannered. At first, she kept an innocent expression, tucked her hands into her sleeves and supported her chin to look cute. Later, her waist slumped and her movements became slack. She occasionally stole glances at Zheng Cheng who was sitting upright next to her, and the ring on his hand.
"Is this from Begley? How much did you invest in it?" Zheng Cheng was listening intently as the guest on the stage was sharing his business management philosophy when Yaoyao suddenly patted him on the shoulder and asked.
"This is a gift from someone else." Zheng Cheng said casually without intending to pay attention to him.
"Oh, what's the ulterior motive of the person who gave it to you?" Yaoyao clutched her chest. "This ring is a high-end custom-made one. It was even on display at a jewelry exhibition. It's not available for sale outside. It must be fake."
Zheng Cheng raised his eyebrows.
Seeing his shock, Taozhi Yaoyao couldn't hide her pride on her face: "Even though we are in the food industry, we still need to learn more about other things to avoid being fooled."
Zheng Cheng was indeed shocked. Growing up, even if he was wearing fake goods, people would think they were real. But here he met someone who could tell if something was fake without any evidence.
This person was even carrying a mini crossbody bag that the Donkey brand had never sold before.
When people are really speechless, they will smile.
"That's perfect for the jewelry appreciation session later. I'd really like to listen carefully." Zheng Cheng smiled and adjusted the ring on his hand.
Perhaps sensing Zheng Cheng's displeasure, Taozhi Yaoyao's mood improved instead. He was not interested in the content of the activity, but just hummed a song while making gestures, and the gum in his mouth made a crunching sound.
This wasn't an event, this was a training ground. This Peach Juice Yaoyao, if you give him some face, he'll really get ahead of himself.
A message came into my phone.
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The snacks at the event’s tea break were not as good as those at Tianren. Zheng Cheng didn’t touch any of them. He poured a cup of black tea and asked Xiao Ming to take two photos. He was getting bored when someone called him.
"Chengcheng?" A middle-aged woman with a beautiful face and excellent temperament walked over. "I saw you from a distance. It really is you."
"Hello, Auntie Cheng. Long time no see." Zheng Cheng put down his tea and stood up. He smiled and made a shushing gesture, pointing to the name tag on his chest, "You have to call me by that here."
"I understand. Then you have to call me Ms. Cheng." The lady pushed the gold-wire mirror frame inlaid with sapphires and smiled slyly.
This is the next speaker, jewelry collector Ms. Cheng Nailin. She also has another identity: she is Chen Min’s best friend.
Originally, Zheng Cheng was very reluctant to meet acquaintances from home at work, but today he felt very lucky.
"Hello, Ms. Cheng. We are looking forward to your sharing later." When several fashion bloggers saw her, they gathered around her and asked questions one after another.
Peach Juice Yaoyao was originally showing off her small cake, but when she saw Zheng Cheng being surrounded, she squeezed over.
"By the way, Ms. Cheng, could you please help me take a look?" Zheng Cheng saw the protagonist arrive and raised his voice, taking off the ring on his finger. "This was given to me by someone. They said it was a limited edition high-end product of Begli this year. Is it real or fake?"
Cheng Nailin burst out laughing. How could anything handled by the Zheng family be fake? It was obvious that someone present had offended the vengeful Master Zheng, as this mother called him.
"Let me take a look." Ms. Cheng took the ring and examined it carefully. "Such a large, completely clear Fanta stone is hard to find. There's also a signature code on the inside of the ring arm, so I can be sure it's a unique and authentic piece."
"That's great! I almost went back and broke up with him." Putting the ring back on, Zheng Cheng smiled at Peach Juice Yaoyao. "Yaoyao was worried about me just now. Now you can rest assured, right?"
Peach Juice Yaoyao faced the curious gazes of the surrounding internet celebrities, her face twitching a few times before she managed a smile: "Yeah, it's a good thing there's an expert here today."
"You must listen carefully to what Ms. Cheng has to say later." Zheng Cheng nodded slightly to Cheng Nailin and walked towards his seat.
"I didn't expect the young master to be so enthusiastic about the event, even wearing all his belongings." Peach Juice Yaoyao said in a sly tone behind his back, "You're being too high-profile. Be careful of people getting jealous."
"Thanks for the reminder." Zheng Cheng smiled and glanced at the Donkey brand mini bag on Taozhi Yaoyao. "I'm not famous enough yet, so I'm careful about my reputation. I'm not as confident as Yaoyao, who dares to use anything."
"You...this is a second-hand limited edition!" Taozhi Yaoyao held the shoulder strap guiltily.
"Did I say it was packed?" Zheng Cheng smiled and turned around, leaving the crowd whispering on the side.
Don’t play tea art with me, Zheng Cheng thought proudly, I have seen this green tea trick since I was a child.
The second half of the event was about to begin, and the internet celebrities around were all dispersing and taking their seats. No one noticed the hand hidden under the pink sweater, which was secretly clenched into a fist.
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