"Sorry."

Looking at Gao Wen who bent down to polish her shoes, Chen Liang sat down again with a little sweat.

Even though Gao Wen tried her best to teach, he still stepped on Gao Wen several times in the process of dancing just now.

"You didn't mean it?"

Gao Wen sat up straight with a paper towel in her hand.

At first she thought this guy was just an excuse, but she didn't know he didn't lie.

"Didn't I tell you?"

Chen Liang took a sip of champagne and said, "I really can't dance."

He was forced to be a clown today.

"I didn't know what you said was true."

Gao Wen also picked up a glass of champagne and motioned to him, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. Let me apologize to you."

Chen Liang smiled bitterly, but he still had some enjoyment in his heart.

Stepping on the other side, the other side apologized to himself. This feeling is really strange.

After all, in the final analysis, he should have gotten a lot of benefits in the process of dancing just now.

Even if he doesn't have any wrong ideas, it's hard to avoid bumps in dancing.

But Gao Wen didn't seem to notice it at all.

"Have you had a holiday with gulina?"

Chen Liang changed the subject.

"Why do you ask?"

Gao Wen said curiously.

"Feel."

Gao Wen pondered for a moment, "it's not a holiday, but her peers are enemies. Because we are both Anxi people and almost the same age, we are often compared together. Over time, even if we are used to treating each other as opponents."

Chen Liang nodded and drank champagne. Suddenly, a sentence came out: "you can't compare with her."

Gao Wen was caught off guard and looked at Chen Liang in amazement. For the first time, she thought she had heard wrong.

"What are you talking about?"

"I said, you are not as good as her."

Listening to Chen Liang's words, a strong grievance suddenly surged into her heart, and even her eyes were slightly sour. Gao Wen tried to open her eyes and stared at Chen Liang tightly.

"Why do you say that?"

"Other people's boyfriends have changed several, but you are always fighting alone. Do you think you are not as good as others?"

Gao Wen was stunned for a moment. Her mood broke through the clouds and saw the fog, and she even couldn't help laughing.

"That's what you're talking about."

"Or what do you think I'm talking about?"

Gao Wen didn't take over, holding a tall cup, "everyone's ideas are different. I always feel that the men in the circle are unreliable. If I want to choose, I won't choose male artists."

"You should have many suitors? Don't you have a favorite object?"

Chen Liang asked.

He is purely unintentional. It can be heard in Gao Wen's ears, which is another meaning.

She looked at Chen Liang, then bit her lip and whispered, "there are some, but I don't feel it very much."

"It seems that you have a high eye."

"I don't think how high my vision is. As long as my character is OK, I'm good-looking and willing to be good to me, it's enough."

"There should be many such people."

Gao Wen shook her head.

"No. these requirements just sound simple. I've seen many lovers in the circle, just like sister carambola. Before marriage, her husband was not very good to her, but what happened?"

"It can't all blame men. Dare you say your carambola sister has no problem? I've heard a lot of her gossip."

Chen Liang stood up and said a fair word for the majority of male compatriots.

Gao Wen glanced at him, then bowed her head and drank, but she didn't argue for her boss.

Chen Liang is not a gossip. What he knows is just some fancy news that ordinary people heard before. Now he is booming. He is not bored enough to explore the private life of these female stars and stop this topic.

"Is your dress custom-made? It's very beautiful."

He looked at Gao Wen's fish scale skirt and asked with a smile.

As a public figure, the dress of female stars is very important.

There are often female stars who are criticized and even become a laughing stock because of their poor clothes.

The dress Gao Wen is wearing today is really original and eye-catching, which adds a lot to her already outstanding appearance.

As the boss of D.G., Chen Liang also needs to know something about fashion.

"It doesn't count. It's from the sponsor."

"What brand? Hermes? Chanel? Gucci?"

Chen Liang thinks of these international first-line luxury brands.

But Gao Wen shook her head and said a name that he had never expected.

"No, it's Valentino."

"Valentino?"

Chen Liang obviously hasn't heard of the name.

Gao Wen seems to have expected his reaction.

"Then Valentino, you should know?"

Valentino Chen Liang is naturally thunderous. In the streets and alleys of China, you can almost see it and Pierre Cardin jumping off the building for sale.

But how could a star like Gao Wen wear such cheap brand clothes?

And this fish scale skirt is not quite consistent with his image of Zhonglun tiannu.

Those valentinos seen on the street are selected by the people who hang on the clothes hanger. They are ordinary and ordinary, while Gao Wen's set is extremely high-profile and luxurious.

It's just a cloud and mud difference. It's hard to imagine clothes of the same brand.

"Valentino is actually no worse than any brand, but its reputation and brand value in China have been destroyed by those fake goods. In fact, domestic Valentino is a fake. People who really know a little about clothing, if they don't know Valentino, they are like Rolls Royce in the car. It is the top brand of high-end customization and high-end ready-made clothing in the world, and the average unit price is higher than the public Known as Dior and Chanel. "

Gao Wen's popular science undoubtedly expanded Chen Liang's knowledge.

"If you go to Valentino's exhibition, you will understand why clothing is called art and flowing sculpture."

"Is it so powerful?"

"Of course."

Every actress will have her favorite brand, and Gao Wen seems to be a loyal fan of Valentino.

"The Italian name 'love saint' has always been a legend in the fashion industry, so many people imitate and copy it. It's just a pity that it has been destroyed by fake goods in China."

While they were chatting, suddenly, a mechanical prompt sounded in Chen Liang's mind.

"Ding, after cooling, the host can go to the sign in place for sign in. Sign in place: Italian Valentino fashion show."

Italy?

So far this time?

Although a little surprised, Chen Liang was more happy.

"Valentino will have a show in Italy next week. They invited me..."

Gao Wen is still talking.

Chen Liang suddenly interrupted, "can I go with you?"