The old place. It really is the old place. This place is a favorite for insiders, and the boss is also a veteran of the photography industry, but he has not made films in recent years. Gradually, photographers, models, and people who are involved in the fashion industry love to drill here. Huo Ci began to make films in his sophomore year. In his junior year, he won several gold MEDALS in international photography competitions and became famous in China. Then she began to shoot for fashion magazines, and when she was a senior, she shot for the 10th anniversary issue of the top magazine "V" in China, completely becoming popular in the fashion circle. She quickly became popular, and it is often said that the reason why Hoci is so popular is that three points rely on photography and seven points rely on marketing. When she entered, the security guard at the door nodded to her, though not often, but a familiar face. Mo stars and white they are in the old position, the men and women sitting in the semi-circle booth, all have a beautiful youthful face and a good body. There is no shortage of fresh faces in the fashion world. Bai Yu, her manager, known as Xiao Bai. Hoci is indifferent, does not like to communicate, plus she only cares about the film thing, from the beginning of this circle, is white feather for her contact work, take care of trivial matters. "Heart liver, you are finally back," Bai Yu took her hand and sat down, looked up and down, and said with love: "Black, thin." But then he smiled and reassured her, "It's okay. I've already made an appointment for you at Lisa's. I'll go tomorrow." "Little white, you can really deceive people," Mo stars squeezed over, looking at Huo Ci, can not help but be disappointed, and asked: "Huo Ci, you admit to me, you did not go to pick any wind, you are playing in Europe." Hoci was born well, clearly rely on talent to eat, but gave birth to a more beautiful face than the star. One meter 72 height, the proportion is good to make people jealous, a pair of long legs than those models she shot better, thin, straight, white, called life hate. Someone has long advised her to simply enter the industry as a star, why so hard. She probably has a good foundation. She can't get a tan. Moreover, this time she went to a place where the sun was not strong, and at first glance, it was whiter. "Go, go, don't be jealous of our good looks," Bai Yu pushed her, for fear that Mo star stimulated Huo Ci, really to pursue what primitive beauty. In this year, if anyone adds a beauty in the front, they are popular, beautiful writers, beautiful painters, beautiful cartoonists, and naturally there are beautiful photographers... Used to seeing the male photographers in the photography circle with pigtailed hair and stubbly hair, Hoci was like a clear stream, instantly grabbing the eyes of the onlookers outside the circle. In the case of their inability to distinguish the level of photography, apparently born a good face of Hotsch, red. Weibo fans, as early as ten million. Every micro blog you send will be hot. Even the clothes and shoes that are sometimes worn for photos can quickly become popular on Taobao. "White teacher, you also do not introduce us to know each other," on the opposite side of a girl wearing a red chest wrap dress, revealing a deep career line, a delicate cry. Although with her reputation in the fashion circle, no introduction to everyone is also known, Xiao Bai still smiled and looked around, "This is Hortz." Four simple words have replaced countless honors and applause. "Sister Huo, I propose a cup to you," or wrapped chest woman, long hair and big eyes, that is, double eyelids do too false. Hodge didn't speak, didn't even raise his eyes. The hand of the chested woman holding the glass, so lifted in the middle of the air, not up. The original lively atmosphere, a stagnation. Xiao Bai is a good dancer with long sleeves, smooth, never offend anyone. Even these people who do not have long eyes, he did not lose face, so he smiled and said: "Just call Huo Tzu, everyone calls it that." We're talking about everyone, but no one's talking anymore. Mo stars originally and little male model to lift the enthusiasm, see, hurriedly called small white opened another booth, take people away. That's really disgusting. I don't know who I am. Hodge was still quiet, holding the glass, which was full of water. She rarely drank and never smoked. She didn't fall into any of the bad habits of the art world. "How was your outing?" Mo star asked. "Just like that." Mo stars a lip, the expected answer. ** Horts nest in the booth, quietly looking ahead, eyes are divergent, it is obvious that she is in a daze. The next thing I know, I'm looking right at the frozen bar. There were several people standing there, but the man on the far left, dressed in white and black pants, told her to sit up straight. Simple white shirt, fitted black trousers, shirt tucked in trousers, a pair of long legs in the looming light, visible and sexy. Perhaps it is a professional habit, she always catches the most eye-catching person first. But this time, the first thing she noticed was his back. A person's back is the most obscure, but it is the most unique existence. She had a unique gift for vision, neither admitting nor misidentifying, and she licked her bottom lip, unable even to contain the excitement and anxiety of her adrenaline rush. For the first time in years, she saw the back of her head that most resembled what she remembered. She had never seen the man's face, only his back. "What are you looking at?" Mo Chen Chen saw that she did not speak for a long time, only looking at the opposite side, and then followed her line of sight. Who knew that she was excited first, came together and Hoci bite ears, "This can really be the focus of tonight, hit the door began, the whole bar women's eyes are straight." But up several dial, are a word directly to reject. High and cold is very, really not ordinary people can flirt." It was not obvious that Hortz smiled and held up the glass of water in front of him. Mo stars picked the tassel earrings on his ear and said deeply: "Don't you think he has a special temperament?" Horts asked, "What temperament?" "Everyone wants to sleep with him, but no one can." Hodge looked at her. "What about me?"