Seeing his fans making trouble under his Weibo, Ouyang Qianran smiled faintly. He would never say that he took photos like that on purpose. Sometimes, you have to show a little bit of skin. Otherwise, how can you keep your fans?
The early morning sun shone on Ouyang Qianran, who was wearing a white nightgown, casting a dreamy halo around him. Fair skin, delicate face, divine and incredible.
"Click..." The sound of a camera suddenly came from the building opposite. Ouyang Qianran came to his senses, turned his head and saw a foreign man with golden hair and a stubble on his face pointing at him with a SLR camera on the balcony of the next room.
After seeing Ouyang Qianran noticed him, the blond foreign man smiled excitedly at Ouyang Qianran and said, "Oh, beautiful oriental angel, it's all because you are too beautiful, so I couldn't help but take a picture of your beautiful scene just now. Please forgive me for being abrupt. I am an editor of a fashion magazine. Can I publish your photo in our magazine?"
"Sorry, sir, no. In our China, this is our **." Ouyang Qianran refused without thinking. Regardless of whether the magazine that the foreign man mentioned was real, he took pictures of himself without his consent when he was dressed so untidy. Ouyang Qianran would definitely not agree.
Of course, the last one is the key point. Image is very important to Ouyang Qianran.
What made Ouyang even more puzzled was that he remembered that the person living next door to him was He Junjun. How come he had changed after just one night? Where is He Junjun?
"Oh, so you are also Chinese, what a coincidence, my friend is also Chinese, Ling, come out quickly, there is an oriental angel from China next door to your room. Oh, he is so beautiful, I want him to be my model." The blond foreign man didn't seem to understand the meaning of Ouyang Qianran's words, and shouted into the house.
Immediately afterwards, a tall figure walked out of the room. After seeing that person, Ouyang Qianran's eyes widened.
"Ling Yinglu?"
The visitor nodded to Ouyang Qianran, and his originally cold eyes revealed a warm warmth, "Xiaoran..."
Seeing Ouyang Qianran's slightly opened collarbone, Ling Yingluo's eyes, which had originally shown warmth, narrowed and looked at the big man beside him who was looking at him with an obsessed look. Ling Yingluo grabbed the big man's collar and dragged him into the house, while saying to Ouyang Qianran: "Change your clothes first, I'll go over later."
“Pah…”
The floor-to-ceiling window was closed, and Ouyang Qianran blinked. Ling Yinglu actually lived in the room next to him? He is quite well-informed!
"Hey, hey, hey, Ling, what are you doing? I still want to communicate more with that Oriental Angel!" The blond man shouted loudly, seeming very dissatisfied with Ling Yingyue's behavior of dragging him into the house.
"Shut up, John."
Perhaps sensing that Ling Yinglu's tone was not very pleasant, the blond foreign man named John really shut his mouth and looked at Ling Yinglu with resentful eyes. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and excitedly wanted to grab Ling Yinglu's arm, but Ling Yinglu dodged him.
John knew about his friend's mysophobia, so he didn't care. Instead, he asked excitedly, "Ling, do you know the Oriental Angel just now?"
Ling Yingluo looked at him coldly and said nothing. But John seemed to have confirmed it, and was very excited. "That's great, Ling, since you know him, why don't you talk to him for me and ask him to be the cover model of my magazine? He is so great. His delicate features are like a masterpiece carefully created by God. Oh, I finally found someone more beautiful than you."
"No." Ling Yinglu refused coldly. John's expression was too obsessed and his tone was too crazy. Ling Yinglu didn't want to introduce Ouyang Qianran to him at all.
"Ling, please don't be so cruel to me. You know, I have been looking for a model for the cover of next month's monthly magazine since the month before last. I finally found someone I like. No matter what, please help me."
John, who is a little shorter than Ling Yingluo but full of muscles and with a stubble on his face, actually started pouting and acting pitiful in front of Ling Yingluo? That picture is simply too beautiful.
Looking at his friend of many years, Ling Yingluo also knew that he had indeed put in a lot of effort to become the cover model for next month. It’s not that I can’t find the right one, but this guy is too picky. This guy, just like him, can't accept even the slightest flaw.
Although Ling Yinglu was not very happy that John was approaching Ouyang Qianran, when he saw John looking at Ouyang Qianran with a perverted face just now, he even wanted to dig out his eyes immediately, but from Ouyang Qianran's perspective, this was also a great opportunity for Ouyang Qianran. Because the magazine that John's family was talking about was none other than the world-famous fashion magazine "Empire". Being able to become the cover model of this magazine is the dream of many international first-line artists.
"You go and say it yourself." After thinking it over, Ling Yingluo decided not to interfere in this matter. Because he had agreed with Ouyang Qianran before that he would no longer interfere in Ouyang Qianran's career affairs.
"Great, I'll go talk to the Oriental Angel now." John immediately jumped up happily and was about to run out, but was stopped by Ling Yingyue.
"Follow me."
Looking at Ling Yingluo's back as he opened the door, John suddenly remembered that he still needed Ling Yingluo to introduce the two parties to each other! Otherwise, it would be bad if I offended the Oriental Angel again.
There was a knock on the door. Ouyang Qianran, who had dressed, opened the door and saw Ling Yingyue's stern face at the first moment.
"Come in." Ouyang Qianran walked into the house.
John, who was walking behind, closed the door consciously. When he was about to introduce himself to Ouyang Qianran excitedly, he was given a cold look by Ling Yingluo, and John closed his mouth involuntarily.
"Why are you here?" Ouyang Qianran glanced at John who was sitting next to Ling Yingluo, and then asked Ling Yingluo.
"It's up to you." Ling Yingluo didn't make any excuses and told the truth.
"Where is He Junjun?" Ouyang Qianran raised his eyebrows.
"At my agent's place. He has something to talk to your agent about." After saying that, Ling Yinglu added, "He won't be coming back to stay at night." So he had asked the hotel staff to clean and tidy up the room before he moved in. Of course, he didn't expect that John would see him at the hotel entrance, so he followed him up shamelessly.
"He didn't tell me." He Junjun didn't seem like the type of person who would leave things unexplained, so Ouyang Qianran looked at Ling Yinglu with suspicion.
Ling Yinglu ignored Ouyang Qianran's suspicious look and said, "You're in a hurry, so let me tell you something." In fact, he didn't even have a chance to say anything because he was packed up and taken away by someone.
"Oh." After hearing Ling Yingluo say this, Ouyang Qianran understood.
"You went to be a model the night before yesterday?" Ling Yingluo was shooting several commercials recently. Since he went to Country F and just came back yesterday, he also found out yesterday that Ouyang Qianran came to Country M and worked as a model for others.
"Yeah." Ouyang Qianran nodded. After coming back from a busy day the night before yesterday, he slept almost the whole day yesterday to adjust to the difference in his sleep time. Fortunately, although he was still a little uncomfortable, it was much better than when he first arrived.
John, who had been sitting nearby, saw that the two had been chatting for such a long time and wanted to speak, but Ling Yingluo once again shut his mouth with a cold look. John could not help but shiver. What’s the big deal? He also wants to talk to the Eastern Angel. What a resentment!
"You didn't call me."
Ling Yingluo stared at Ouyang Qianran. For some reason, Ouyang Qianran seemed to hear some grievance in his tone?
How could Actor Ling feel aggrieved just because he didn't call? Well, it must be his illusion.
Ouyang Qianran shrugged, "Sorry, I've been too busy lately."
Ling Yingyue said: "There won't be a next time."
"Okay." Ouyang Qianran was helpless. He should not have signed that love contract. What the hell is this saying that he must call the other party every three days? It's just restricting himself. But for the sake of the mysterious treasure chest and life points, I'll just have to bear with it. Moreover, although Ling Yingluo is a man of few words, he is very straightforward when it comes to chatting. To be honest, he is indeed a good person to chat with.
"Who is he?" Ouyang Qianran finally shifted his gaze to John. Such a muscular man, sitting next to Ling Yingluo, curled up like a quail, really made things difficult for him.
The Eastern Angel finally noticed me? John's face, which originally had some resentment, showed a brilliant smile. Before Ling Yingyue could say anything, he took a step forward and knelt on one leg in front of Ouyang Qianran, then took Ouyang Qianran's hand and said affectionately: "Oh, beautiful oriental angel, I am John Berus Farings, you can just call me John, you are so beautiful, so noble..."
"bump……"
Before Ouyang Qianran could react, a giant human ball rolled past him and hit the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window with a loud noise. Ouyang Qianran clearly felt the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window shake.
"Sorry, my leg cramped." Ling Yinglu retracted his outstretched leg, glanced at John who was clinging to the floor-to-ceiling glass like a fly, and said to Ouyang Qianran: "You don't have to pay attention to him. He is a premature baby and some parts of his body are not fully developed. I'll take you to have breakfast?"
Imperfect development? Looking at his healthy limbs and well-developed muscles, there is absolutely no sign of anything unhealthy about him. So, the only thing left is his brain?
Ouyang Qianran thought he was mean enough, but he didn't expect Ling Yingluo to be even meaner. He actually implied that John was not smart? As expected, he is worthy of being the Actor Ling. He can insult someone in a roundabout way and it seems so natural that Ouyang Qianran almost believed it.
"Okay, but if you go out like this, you will be recognized." Ling Yingluo is not like Ouyang Qianran himself. He is the focus of the whole world. If he walks out like this in a swagger, people will definitely discover their...relationship.
"Don't worry, it's on the first floor of the hotel. I have shares in this hotel." Ling Yingluo took Ouyang Qianran's hand which had just been held by John, and wiped Ouyang Qianran's hands with a handkerchief as they walked out.
"He..." Ouyang Qianran thought of John.
"He has thick skin and tough flesh." The implication is that nothing is wrong.
The two voices faded away.
"Hey, Ling, how could you do this to me, Oriental Angel, wait for me..." John got up from the ground and saw that the two of them ignored him and left directly, so he immediately chased after them.
How could Ling do this? Isn't he his friend?
Also, isn’t Ling’s attitude towards that Oriental Angel too nice? What is the relationship between the two? Although John could not understand the Chinese conversation between Ouyang Qianran and Ling Yingluo just now, he could tell from their expressions and behaviors that their relationship was not simple.
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