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break up the meeting

Early the next morning, Lu Tianhao drove Shen Muchen back to the hotel.

Along the way, Shen Muchen was listless, resting his head on the back of the seat to catch up on sleep.

Lu Tianhao touched his face with a smile: "It's almost here, cheer up, don't let others see anything."

Shen Muchen fiddled with Lu Tianhao's hand, and said lazily, "Why did you go, now you know you're worried?"

"If you don't sleep for a while, I'll park the car farther away so that no one can see it."

Shen Muchen immediately said: "No need, it would be better if I go back to the hotel to sleep, I'm not only tired physically but also mentally."

Lu Tianhao said with a smile: "Okay, go back and sleep well. The entire corridor room is covered for you. No one will disturb you. You will be refreshed at night when you wake up."

Shen Muchen snorted, tilted his head on the backrest again, and exhaled slowly: "I hope..."

Just as Shen Muchen entered the hotel, he bumped into Zhang Fang who was going through the formalities at the front desk.

Zhang Fang smiled strangely and said: "Oh, Mumu is really good, and he doesn't come home at night, let Xiaoyu know, I have to teach you a lesson."

Shen Muchen gave her a squinting look: "If you don't tell me, she definitely doesn't know."

As soon as the words were finished, Liu Bing also came in with a bag on his shoulders and a catwalk, looking in a good mood.

Zhang Fang was so angry that she almost bit off her tongue: "You haven't come back all night?"

Seeing that he was caught, Liu Bing simply nodded without trying to hide it.

Zhang Fang sneered: "Okay, I think I can't control you now, can I?"

Shen Muchen threw out two words very calmly: "That's right..."

"Anyway, we didn't go out to do anything wicked, so we don't have to worry about it."

Cut... Zhang Fang rolled her eyes angrily.

The fashion week was held as scheduled and lasted for five days. Every day, corresponding albums and magazines would be released.

In the past five days, apart from watching those models walk the catwalk, Shen Muchen and Liu Bing almost moved their home into the studio.

Because apart from the close-up shot at the Fashion Week show, the two of them still had a few shots that needed to be shot separately.

Not only their group, but also another group of Guo Feng singers came to participate in the Fashion Week this time. Their strength should not be underestimated.

Since they appear in the same magazine, it is inevitable to be compared, because the height ratio of their combination is more coordinated.

So the editor-in-chief was more optimistic about them at first, and almost decided to use their photos as the cover.

The stylist on Shen Muchen's side designed the looks for the two of them full of oriental colors. Both of them were dressed in cheongsam.

In addition, the cheongsam can especially cover up the body defects of Chinese women such as long waists and less plump breasts, and can even highlight the unique style and charm of Chinese women.

As for the height issue, since the two of them seemed uncoordinated standing, the stylist simply asked Shen Muchen to sit and take pictures, revealing his long snow-white legs. This not only solved the problem of the height difference between the two, but also created an intuitive visual impact.

As soon as the makeup photos came out, the beauty was overwhelming, and the editor-in-chief looked straight at it, and asked directly about the group's development in the mainland.

The editor-in-chief looked at the information sent, and suddenly clicked his tongue inexplicably: "The number of fans is a little less, only 2000 million."

"The two formed a group not long ago, but they have already won several awards in the discourse music industry. It will be a matter of time before they become popular."

The one who spoke was the deputy editor-in-chief, and he had some friendship with Yu Xiaoyu. This time, he had the opportunity to study in fashion week, and he helped a lot in the middle.

Then the editor-in-chief patted the table and said, "Since you've said that, this is the cover of the first issue. If there's no problem, let's end the meeting."