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Early this morning, Zongfan was heated up, and the sweat slid down his neck and chest, soaking in the pillow and pajamas, silently, as if he was sweating from a fever, but he didn't have any fever at all.And it was no one else who could wake up from the heat in such a late autumn season without covering him with a thick quilt.

Throwing off the quilt, Zongfan lay flat on the bed, her hair was a little damp, but not as obvious as her neck.The dryness and heat of his body became more and more obvious day by day. Although it didn't affect his work, it still made people feel irritable.He also found that his body was not quite right recently, and wondered if he should go to the hospital. Before his mother left, at least someone could sign for him if there was any problem, and he would go to the hospital after his mother left. When the time comes, Zong Shiliang will be the one who has to sign something. He doesn't want to do that. After all, how can a dog sign for someone?

Zongfan also thought that his mother had mentioned to him that Aunt Mo knew a doctor who could introduce him to him. In his current situation, it would be better for him to be seen by a doctor he could trust, so he planned to ask his mother to contact Aunt Mo and give him a call next week. Make an appointment.

I got up and took a shower, sprayed the barrier agent again, and went out the door.

Originally, the daily breakfast was a meal he was looking forward to, and it was plentiful, delicious, and cheap in the community, but today, he had no appetite to look at anything, and felt disgusted when he thought of everything, and he simply failed to live up to these delicacies.Zongfan thought about his condition, maybe he might suffer from heat stroke after getting hot?

He didn't want to eat anything, and Zongfan didn't force himself. He went to the small supermarket next door and bought a cup of instant noodles and a bottle of carbonated drinks. He thought that in case of hypoglycemia, he could use it to supplement and let him eat hard. I really have no appetite at all.

He arrived early and opened the door to take a breath after entering.

Aunt Zhen also came early today, seeing that Zong Fan was earlier than her, she glanced at her watch subconsciously—the time was correct.

"Xiao Zong, why are you here so early today?" Aunt Zhen entered the door and was startled when she saw Zongfan's face turned pale: "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

Zongfan shook her head: "No, it's just that I didn't have any appetite to eat this morning, maybe it was because I slept too hot last night and felt stuffy."

"It's cold now, and it's easy to get sick when it's cold or hot. You should pay attention to yourself." Aunt Zhen looked at Zongfan worriedly, "There is not much work today, if you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest."

Zong Fan smiled: "It's okay, there is nothing else uncomfortable."

Aunt Zhen nodded, thinking that it might be because Zong Fan didn't sleep well yesterday, so she asked people to get off work early today, and she would be fine after going home and getting a good night's sleep.

This day has been muddled, it is not really uncomfortable to say that it is uncomfortable, it is not tired to say that it is tired, at most it is lack of energy.I ordered a bowl of wontons for lunch, but I didn't eat much, but drank the soup instead.

Aunt Zhen saw that he didn't have a fever, nor did he have stomach trouble, but his complexion was not very good, but he wasn't too worried, thinking that he would order some appetizing soup for Zongfan at night to warm his stomach, and he would feel better tomorrow.If it was not good enough, she would cook porridge for Zongfan at home for a few days. Zongfan lived alone, and he was young. He didn't know how to take care of himself, and he loved to get sick.

Fei Xingfeng is going to participate in a very important film and television drama awards ceremony today. Although he hasn't worked for a long time, his popularity remains high and he has played many classic roles. As a guest of honor, he couldn't be more suitable.In recent years, Fei Xingfeng has indeed been an award presenter many times, and it has become a New Year's event for fans.

At 02:30 in the afternoon, Li Qianlong received a call, saying that the flight was delayed due to heavy fog, and he hadn't boarded the plane yet, and he didn't know when he would fly.

Li Qianlong's head grew big all of a sudden. The dress that Fei Xingfeng is going to wear today is a new style for this season, and he was the first to get it. The staff flew abroad yesterday. They got the dress this morning and ordered it for two in the afternoon. If there is no accident, this dress will appear in Fei Xingfeng's studio before six o'clock. After changing, Fei Xingfeng will walk the red carpet of the awards ceremony at 07:30.But no one thought that the good plan was delayed by a thick fog.

Li Qianlong reported it to Fei Xingfeng immediately, Fei Xingfeng frowned after hearing this, because the designer is in a neighboring country, and the flight can arrive in about two hours, so this arrangement is logically no problem at all, who knows the plan Can't keep up with the changes?

Li Qianlong is not too nervous, but once the clothes are changed, the accessories need to be adjusted accordingly, which is a bit troublesome: "Fortunately, you ordered a lot of clothes this season, let's choose one to replace, and let the styling team There will be a new accessories plan immediately.”

Song Xiang, as an assistant, is going to follow the whole process of today's event. At this time, he is checking the accessories just delivered to Fei Xingfeng. He didn't expect to have to change a set after checking.

Silently put the box back, Song Xiang was ready to listen to the boss's next arrangement.

"Which set do you think is more suitable?" Fei Xingfeng asked, he had several sets in the company, and some were sent home. If he wanted to use it, Song Xiang had to drive to get it.

Li Qianlong directly called up all the clothes that Fei Xingfeng ordered this season on the tablet, picked out the ones that had arrived, and while rummaging through them, said to Song Xiang, "Let the secretary call the head of the styling team for a meeting."

"Okay." Song responded and went out. He remembered that the boss ordered a lot of suits this season. This time, he wanted to wear a dark blue windbreaker for the awards ceremony. It was hand-embroidered and looked pretty. As a suit, it is suitable, but it is nothing new, and it steals the spotlight at all, even if his boss himself may be called "spotlight".

The head of the modeling team went upstairs quickly, and the three of them, together with Song Xiang as a foil, had a meeting in Fei Xingfeng's office.

As a stylist, whenever the artist in hand participates in any event, he will try his best to know what brand and outfit the star will wear in private as much as possible, so as to avoid conflicting shirts.Luckily for actresses, there are many types of dresses, including exclusive designs, so the possibility of bumping into shirts is relatively low, but male artists basically wear suits, and the suits are only made by a few brands with more sophisticated craftsmanship. Much bigger, so ask around a bit more.

"Someone will wear clothes from this family today."

"The Asia-Pacific spokesperson of this brand is a certain little fresh meat. He is also present today, and he will definitely wear this brand."

"This dress has already been worn at last week's fashion ceremony, and it is not suitable for the boss to wear again."

"This set doesn't work. The host is going to wear this brand today and there is a similar one."

This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, Li Qianlong's originally calm mind was about to explode at this moment.You can't blame others, those people don't want to compete with Fei Xingfeng, they must have inquired about it in advance, and then chose another brand, now there is something wrong with their clothes, naturally it is impossible to force others to wear it, right?That would be too doggy.

The team leader also feels that his head is big. Their boss is top-notch, and the attendance at the event must be exquisite and unique, otherwise those snobbish media will definitely write "Fei Xingfeng's popularity declines", "Fei Xingfeng's red carpet suit brand is the same as XX", "Fei Xingfeng Is Xing Feng Passed?" and other news to attract attention, when the fans get angry, they will fight with the media, which will easily damage the boss's popularity.

"There is still time, let's think about it." Li Qianlong just wants to rush into the temple, burn incense and pray, let the fog over there quickly disperse, and ask the staff to deliver the clothes to him at 06:30, oh no, before seven o'clock The studio is still in time.

"If it doesn't work, let's try to find a niche independent designer. Such designer clothes are generally well-made, and there may be only one piece of the same style, so we don't have to worry about clashing shirts or grades. If the reporter asks, It can also be said to support domestic independent designers, and the name is also good." The team leader said.

Li Qianlong felt that this method was good, and looked at Fei Xingfeng: "Boss, what do you think?"

Fei Xingfeng said blankly: "Go and ask, there may not be a suitable one, and then prepare a set of other contingency plans, if there is no suitable one, you can only fight against the brand."

No matter how capable Fei Xingfeng is, sometimes he can't help it, just like he can't make the plane take off immediately.

After the team leader responded, he hurried to work. Time was tight and the task was heavy. Even if there was a suitable one, he had to quickly get someone to pick out a set of accessories. It was a long time since I had such a tight task. The team leader also had a headache. Don't drop the chain for her.

Li Qianlong flicked his fingers on the phone quickly, using his contacts to see if he could find the right clothes. Although if he didn't prepare well this time, at most people would say a few words, but if he could not be said, it's better not to be He said that it was not easy for Fei Xingfeng to maintain his high popularity, and this trivial matter should not cause unnecessary discussions.

Song Xiang, who had been silent all this time, rubbed his nose and said, "Well, boss, Brother Li, can I say something?" He could feel everyone's nervousness, not only them, but the makeup artist had arrived, but was still drying in the dressing room Now, I guess I am also worried about makeup and hairstyle at this time, but if I need to change it temporarily, as long as the inspiration is not bursting out, it is really bald to think of a plan on the spot.Song Xiang didn't dare to talk nonsense at this time, but he felt that what he said this time might not be a bad idea.

"Tell me." Li Qianlong said, now that there are more than one person, one more idea.

Song Xiang looked at Fei Xingfeng and said, "Brother Fan has made a new set of clothes, I think it suits the boss."

Li Qianlong blinked: "What clothes?"

He knew that Zongfan did a good job in the design of small details, and the modification of clothes was also very good, but he didn't know the level of making clothes.If it's just the level of a tailor shop on the street, then it can be done. The boss dares to lose this person, but he doesn't dare. He dare not leave the house even if he is scolded by fans, and he has to worry about his personal safety. It's not worth it.

Song Xiang scratched his hair: "I can't say it well, but it's really pretty."

Fei Xingfeng didn't refuse at all, but said, "Call Zongfan and ask if I can wear that dress. If yes, you can bring it over for the styling team to have a look at."

If it is made according to the normal stand, the size is definitely not suitable for him, and the pants are easy to be short, so the time to change it now may be even tighter, it should be more troublesome than changing it for Yao Weiyue.

"Okay!" Song Xiang responded immediately. Their boss has never walked the red carpet in that style of clothes, and domestic male stars rarely wear clothes other than suits on the red carpet. He has a premonition that if the boss wears The clothes made by Shang Zongfan will definitely be among the top three most searched!

Before Song Xiang went out, he called Fei Xingfeng and Li Qianlong in front of him, so that they could ask questions directly.

When Zong Fan saw Song Xiang's call, he answered it without hesitation, his voice sounded lazy and lacked energy: "Song Xiang? What's the matter?"

Song Xiang was still immersed in his own anticipation, and didn't hear anything wrong with Zongfan's voice at all, and said directly: "Brother Fan, our boss urgently needs a dress to walk on the red carpet, I just thought of the one you made, no Do you know if my boss can wear it?"

Zongfan raised his eyebrows, he changed the size of his clothes, and it was true that he was more inclined to Fei Xingfeng's figure, but why did Fei Xingfeng borrow the dress from him?Besides, the male lead borrowed the clothes he made. Thinking about it carefully, who got the male lead's script?What kind of good thing is this, why did it fall on his head?

Feeling happy in his heart, but calm on the surface, Zongfan said: "Report your boss's measurements, and I'll see if he can wear them."

Song Xiang reported it readily, and when Zong Fan heard it, oh my god, this must be wearable. If Fei Xingfeng wears the clothes he made and walks on the red carpet, will he be able to follow the wave of traffic, and in the future Can the price be raised logically?

"Okay, you can get it." After the beauty, Zongfan still calmed down. Fei Xingfeng, who has no shortage of clothes, will choose the clothes made by him in the end. Don't think too beautifully. , it’s just that I’m looking for a possible display opportunity for my work, which is pretty good.

"Okay, I'll be there right away." After hanging up the phone, Song Xiang said to Fei Xingfeng and Li Qianlong, "Brother Feng, Brother Li, I'll go back and get it first, and we'll see if it suits me then."

Before Li Qianlong could speak, he heard Fei Xingfeng say, "Go ahead, bring it back early so that the styling department can prepare the accessories." It seemed that he had decided to wear this one between words.

When Song Xiang came to the store, Zong Fan had just made instant noodles, and he hadn't eaten much all day, so he felt hungry at the moment, and happened to have the small cup noodles he bought in the morning, so he hurried to make some noodles.

Aunt Zhen was measuring a guest, she didn't call Song Xiang, Song Xiang didn't bother her, and went into Zongfan's room with Zongfan.

The clothes were already packed, and he talked about the instant noodles, saying, "Let Mr. Fei try it out. If there is any place that needs to be shrunk, just ask the styling department to get two pins to fasten it. I also put the accessories in, you guys Coincidentally, I just tied tassels today."

Song Xiang was in a hurry, so he just memorized Zongfan's words one by one, and hurriedly said: "Okay, then I'll go back first, and I will definitely ask the boss for more for the price."

Zong Fan smiled and waved, not paying much attention to money.If the clothes are not selected, the studio will give him a one-day rental fee. For unbranded clothes like him, six hundred will be enough; if you are lucky enough to wear them on the red carpet, it will be more of a later effect. No rent is required.

Song Xiang took the clothes back to the studio, and the front desk told him that the boss asked him to go directly to the dressing room.

After Song Xiang entered the door, he saw that the make-up artist and the head of the styling team were all there, as well as a few staff members of the styling team. There were no clothes hanging out in the room, only boxes of accessories on the table. Borrowed, still on the way.

Song Xiang didn't say much, just took out the clothes, found a hanger and hung them up for them to see.

"This……"

"Damn it, fairy design!"

"Boss, try it quickly, I'll find accessories for you right now."

"Boss, you haven't worn this style yet!"

The styling team leader: "Don't be dazed, try clothes on for the boss!"

The make-up silently retreated to the dressing table, and picked out all the cosmetics to be used in a very targeted manner. This was very interesting to her. It seemed that it would not take a lot of effort, but every detail was very important. Makeup ruins the mood of the clothes.

Li Qianlong pulled Song Xiang aside and whispered, "I'll give you a bonus this month!"

Song Xiang chuckled, does this mean that his vision is still good? !

Li Qianlong watched the employees busy, and it was rare for Fei Xingfeng to let them work on him patiently, and sighed: "This is a real job, and it has never disappointed people. Shouldn't our studio consider this kind of fairy designer?" Go digging?"

Song Xiang said to Li Qianlong very untactfully: "During the chat before, I asked Brother Fan if he would like to work with us if he changed jobs. He said he likes a more relaxed working atmosphere, but our studio can't do it."

This was mentioned when Zongfan came to catch Zongfan last time, he sent Zongfan back to talk about whether Zongfan should move.It's just that he couldn't share those details, so he omitted them all, and he didn't say that Zongfan didn't like serious bosses.

"That's a pity." Li Qianlong said.

Song Xiang said with a smile: "Brother Fan will definitely be able to design better clothes in the future. Our studio can be regarded as his bole. If Brother Fan has new works in the future, he will definitely be willing to cooperate with us first. Isn't that great?"

"That's right." Li Qianlong said with a smile, "You stay here with the boss, and I'll go and confirm the evening schedule."

Song responded and went to Fei Xingfeng to listen to his orders.

After eating, Zong Fan felt much more refreshed, and his body was not so tired, so he took the time to change the clothes to be changed, and made up for the low efficiency during the day.

Aunt Zhen advised him to go back to rest early, Zong Fan said that he was much better and should recover, and told Aunt Zhen not to worry.Aunt Zhen saw that his complexion was much better than in the morning, even a little more rosy, so she was relieved.

Zongfan doesn't know what event Fei Xingfeng is going to participate in tonight, but it's Fei Xingfeng, and the private itinerary will definitely not be found, but the public event will definitely be publicized. As a senior netizen, it is not good to have the Internet and a mobile phone Looking for it?

Within a few minutes, Zongfan found the awards ceremony that Fei Xingfeng was going to attend, and successfully entered the live broadcast room.At this time, the red carpet had already started, and the bullet screens floated by row after row, and the faces of the stars could not be seen clearly.Zongfan simply turned it off, he came to see Fei Xingfeng, not to see the barrage.

Around [-]:[-], Zong Fan didn't need to guess too much, when he heard the sudden surge of screams, he knew that Fei Xingfeng should have arrived.The live broadcaster also gave Fei Xingfeng's fans a close-up with a wink. His family's fans accounted for almost one-third of the fans on the entire red carpet. Together, the scene is very spectacular.After everyone screamed, Qiqi called Fei Xingfeng's name. If Zongfan hadn't watched the live broadcast, he would not have imagined Fei Xingfeng's popularity to this extent.

After taking pictures of the fans, the camera showed Fei Xingfeng who was walking on the red carpet.

Fei Xingfeng wore a dress that was quite different from the ones he used to walk on the red carpet, with a stand-up collar and button buttons. These two elements set the tone of the old-fashioned clothes.Yi's red coat is knee-length, with narrow sleeves and beautiful wisteria flower embroidery on the cuffs.The three parts of the waist, chest, and back all use the back pulling technique, which is three-dimensional and tangible, and better sets off Fei Xingfeng's wide shoulders and narrow waist.The clothes are like gowns, but not so baggy, and like trench coats, but not so restrained. It is obviously a combination of ancient and modern elements, fashionable and elegant.The hem of the clothes is also embroidered with wisteria flowers. The flowers and plants are small, but they do not lose their atmosphere because of the layout.The lower body is trousers of the same color, but the fabric is not as bright as the top, and the trouser legs are tucked into a pair of brown sheepskin boots, adding a bit of modern casualness.A white jade pendant around his waist, matched with wisteria-colored tassels, swayed slightly with his steps, echoing the embroidery on his clothes.

Fei Xingfeng's hair is loosely pulled back from his head, which is natural and casual, and his eyebrows are slightly sharp to highlight the ancient heroic spirit that the clothes should have. The eye makeup is normal, which belongs to the daily life of modern elements.Not too many elements are allowed to steal the limelight of the clothes, this should be the home field of Fei Xingfeng and the clothes.

Zongfan looked at Fei Xingfeng who approached the camera, heard the screams that exceeded the decibel limit, and saw the clothes he designed were worn on Fei Xingfeng as he imagined, A, beautiful, handsome, all kinds of descriptions cannot express With his current senses, Fei Xingfeng made the clothes feel the way he wanted. He even felt that because the person who wore them was Fei Xingfeng, the clothes were more beautiful, and the red color really suits Fei Xingfeng, making him It looks like a king trampling on scarlet, invincible and unrivaled.

Zongfan no longer needed to open the barrage to read the reviews, because he had already confirmed the excellence of this dress, and no longer needed anyone's affirmation, it was unique.It is indeed not the most expensive, nor is it as gorgeous as diamonds, but isn't it more proud to use embroidery to defeat the gorgeousness of gemstones?

Across the screen, Zongfan felt that the flash light made his eyes hurt, raised the corners of his mouth, and Zongfan showed a bright smile. This was an affirmation for him, and also an affirmation for the him before he entered the book. He did not give up independent design because of the industry's drift, and now he has done it.

Before he opened the barrage, someone had already recognized the dress and shouted the designer's name on the barrage.

[Fuck, isn't this the dress that Fan Fan made? ! 】

[Dimensional wall is broken, my man is actually wearing clothes made by my favorite anchor! 】

【Fuck, I'm the one who witnessed the whole process of the creation of this dress. 】

[I didn't expect this dress to be more beautiful after being worn by Brother Feng. I'm crying, Brother Feng fits this style so well. 】

[What anchor are you talking about? 】

[With a dazed look, my husband is wearing clothes made by an anchor?can't you?What kind of anchor would you be with this ability? 】

[Are you mistaken? 】

[Impossible to admit my mistake, please go to Xinjin Live and search for "Fanfan", there is a screen recording! 】

[It was a magical live broadcast room, and the main supporters were the neighbors, also known as the 'study room live broadcast room', welcome to know. 】

[The little brother anchor is awesome, give him a call! ! 】

Aunt Zhen went back before 08:30.Zongfan didn't go off work with him, because the camera would glance over Fei Xingfeng in the audience from time to time, he didn't want to miss the moment when his clothes were displayed, and there were so many dresses on the scene, which really stimulated him a lot of inspiration. He simply watched while painting, without delay.

During this period, Zongfan never opened the barrage, completely unaware that he has become a magical existence in the hearts of fans.Of course, some fans felt that this was a way to exploit Fei Xingfeng's popularity.

After ten o'clock, the awards ceremony ended.Zongfan then turned off the computer, stretched himself, and prepared to pack up his things before going home.

As soon as he stood up, his legs suddenly softened. If he hadn't supported the table, he would have knelt down directly.Immediately afterwards, a burst of unprecedented heat hit, this time it was not only the heat, but also a feeling of powerlessness. He could clearly feel his face was hot, and his body was getting hotter and hotter, as if he was longing for a hug, and he felt powerless again. Nothing seems to fill this void...

Zongfan didn't know what was wrong with him, he just instinctively grabbed the phone, now he needed to ask for help, but before he could touch the phone, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support!

Fei Xingfeng: Starting today, my (future) wife will take care of my dress.

Zongfan: What is your dream?