Chapter 229

Fang Ke Xin heard her words and then make complaints about it. "Yes, are you sure you are comforting me?" Why do I think you are showing off in disguise? "

Xia Xing was stunned and retorted: "what? How can I have it? "

"Still say no, I ask you, who is your husband?"

Although Xia Xing didn't understand Fang Kexin's meaning, he said honestly: "Xi mubai."

Fang Kexin nodded and said, "where do you work?"

"Ethan." Xia Xing helplessly looked at her, "when you called me yesterday, didn't I tell you all about it?"

Fang Kexin just like did not hear her words, still self-care asked: "what is the relationship between you and Anson?"

"What are you asking?" Xia Xing said angrily: "really, I told you yesterday. I said that I was a master of a famous old tailor in Shanghai in the late 1980s and early 1990s. Then Anson, Ethan's chief designer, was my senior brother."

As soon as Xia Xing's voice fell, Fang Kexin immediately said, "you see, you said you didn't show off. You didn't think you would get married in this period. As a result, you married Xi mubai, a famous family in Z city. You didn't want to be a fashion designer. Now you've not only become a master, but also become a jewelry designer like Anson, I really think you can live your life like my novel. "

She stopped for a moment and put her hand on Xia Xing's shoulder. "Ah, I've been thinking about getting married since I was a student. Now I'm not married. I can't even find my next family. I can only indulge in my own small world."

"What, aren't there many people who are addicted to the small world you make?" Xia Xing smiles and reaches out to get rid of Fang Kexin's arm. "And I said before that this kind of thing depends on fate. When it comes to fate, you will naturally meet the person who belongs to you."

"I hope so." Fang Kexin pointed to the large lawn in front of him with a smile and said softly, "in fact, when I wrote that book, I spent most of my time writing here. At that time, every evening, people from various colleges would come here for a date, and then I would watch them and observe them."

When Xia Xing heard the words, he unconsciously came up with the things that happened many years ago. After a long time, he said, "at that time, you were in a hurry to come here after class every day."

"Yes, all kinds of life, especially for story writers, we can't have stories all the time, and we can't guarantee that our stories are always interesting and wonderful. But once our stories are integrated with the real phenomenon, it will easily affect the readers."

Xia Xing heard her words, the corners of her mouth raised a smile, asked in a soft voice: "is this the sentence that spread on the Internet before?"

Fang Kexin sniffed the words and said, "which sentence?"

"Since ancient times, it's impossible to be sentimental. Only routine can win people's hearts."

As soon as her voice fell, Fang Kexin immediately said, "it's almost the same reason, so many of the clothes in the book are pictures of clothes I found in various post bars or Taobao, and then I created many soft second creations. The modern clothes are depicted by me sitting here every day, watching those lovers wear."

Xia Xing gets up and stretches. He says thoughtfully, "OK, so what are we doing here?"

Fang Kexin was stunned, and then said with a smile: "collect materials before starting work. If I had been painting at home with you at the beginning, I'm sure you don't have any thoughts now, but if you look at us coming out like this, you must have thoughts flying in your head now. "

"Well, I do have some ideas in my head now." Xia Xing grinned, "so let's go back now? Then, if I don't come out at noon, you can order your own takeout first? "

Fang Kexin raised his eyebrows and complained: "forget it, you go back first. I want to go to the supermarket nearby and buy something. There is nothing in your apartment. I wrote until midnight last night and almost starved to death."

"Then why don't you order takeout?"

"It was three or four o'clock in the morning when I realized I was hungry. What shop do you think can open so late?"

Xia Xing turned around and looked at Fang Kexin's aggrieved face. "Poof Yi" gave a smile and said, "that's also true. I'll go with you."

Fang Kexin smiles and follows Xia Xing. Two people walk towards the place where they first stop. Suddenly Yu Guang catches a glimpse of a person and quickly reaches out for Xia Xing.

"Xiaoxing, look, there's a handsome guy over there. I don't know whether he's a teacher or a senior or a junior. He's so handsome."

Xia Xing followed her eyes to see past, eyes fell on Gu Beicheng who just came out of the parking lot, and immediately stopped.

Fang Kexin looked at the look on her face and said, "it looks like someone you know. Let's go and say hello.""No, I..." Xia Xing has not finished, Fang Kexin took Xia Xing to run in the past, "Hi, handsome boy."

Gu Beicheng hears speech, stopped a pace, the side head looks to the summer star of face awkwardness behind him, the vision fell to the body of square but heart, "Hello, what's the matter?"

"Ah?" Fang Kexin was stunned when he heard his words, and then he reached out and pushed Xia Xing to his face, "that, Xia Xing said he saw an acquaintance, so he took me to say hello."

Language closed, Fang Kexin stretched out his hand and pinched Xia Xing's back without any trace. He whispered: "Xiao Xing, this is high-quality goods. My happiness depends on you."

The pain from the back makes Xia Xing wake up from trance. She takes a look at Fang Kexin, who has fallen into the flower mania beside her. After a slight sigh, she says: "that general manager, her name is Fang Kexin, and she is also the original author of Phoenix Dance nine days after Phoenix returns."

Xia Xing finished and pointed to Gu Beicheng. The Korean side Kexin said, "Kexin, this is Gu Beicheng, the boss of Dingyu media, who bought the copyright of your novel and adapted it for film and television. He is also the president of Gu's group."

As soon as Xia Xing's voice fell, Fang Kexin called out, "so you are Mr. Gu in the rumor. It's really a pleasure to meet you."

The language closes, just can the heart take the initiative to raise the hand in front of Gu Beicheng.

Gu Beicheng took a look at Xia Xing and held Fang Kexin's hand. "Where is Fang's author, beautiful and talented? No wonder he wrote such a best-selling book."

"Mr. Gu is really good at talking." Fang Kexin smell speech, a face shyly pushed Xia Xing, mouth complain: "Xiao Xing, you really don't support justice, side know like Gu Zong this kind of high-quality male, unexpectedly also don't know to seek welfare for good sisters."