They slept until noon, and after waking up, the two had lunch at the hotel.

Xu Shi was specially ordered by Secretary Julie that the hotel waiter sent two lunches, one was Western steak and the other was Chinese.

After lunch, the makeup artist of Dior Group came to the door to do makeup and styling for Yan Zhixu.

It takes a few hours to get it all done, and the time is almost the same after everything is done.

Yan Zhixu and Lu Xun got into the RV and set off for the address of the show.

He was a little nervous along the way, and kept breathing deeply, trying to stabilize his emotions.

Be calm and calm, you must be calm, don't show the expression of a **** entering the village, this will embarrass Ash.

Yan Zhixu noticed his nervousness, and said indifferently, "Brother Lu, you can look at the scenery outside the window."

"Okay."

Hearing her words, Lu Xun did so subconsciously, rolling down the car window slightly, enjoying the breeze and watching the scenery of the city.

The street outside is not very crowded, full of exotic atmosphere, people on the street are blond, blue-eyed and long-legged, women are beautiful men and gentlemen.

The buildings outside are also quite spectacular and elegant, which makes people unable to take their eyes off the subconscious.

Looking at it, Lu Xun's originally tense heart slowly relaxed, not as tense as she had just shown.

Yan Zhixu noticed his change, and the corners of his mouth twitched indistinctly.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped at an opera house, surrounded by staff in uniform, headed by Secretary Julie.

After getting out of the car, Lu Xun's feet softened slightly when he saw this battle.

"Miss Yan, you are welcome to join our show with the theme of "Romantic"."

"It's my honor, but why didn't I see anyone else on the show today?"

Hearing this sentence, Lu Xun, who was standing quietly, also had a face full of confusion. The scene was too quiet today...

Dior's show used to be full of popularity. Stars from all over the world gathered together, and media reporters scrambled to grab news.

Secretary Julie smiled, "Because we only invited Miss Yan for this show, she was the only guest at the scene."

This "romantic" work is all designed by the chief designer himself.

In a chat, the designer revealed that these inspirations came from a star in China.

The video of Miss Yan saving people from the fire spread everywhere. When Mr. Witt saw the scene, he said that this was his goddess, and he insisted that he would invite her to participate in the show.

"So it is."

Yan Zhixu pursed his lips and smiled, and his attitude was just like the first one, neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

"The only one? Really?!"

Lu Xun's pupils widened, her voice uncontrollably raised her voice, her emotions were surging, her heart was pounding as if she was about to jump out of her body.

The only female star invited by the dior group, this kind of treatment is the first person in China!

"Yes, Mr. Lu, Miss Yan is the only show guest."

"Let's go, the show has already been set up, just wait for Miss Yan to be seated."

Secretary Julie did not feel that Lu Xun was rude because of this voice, and extended her hand to invite the two of them to enter the door.

Everyone stepped into it, the opera house was decorated with a romantic atmosphere, and the stage above was changed to a show stage.

Yan Zhixu was seated at the head of the first row, while Lu Xun and Secretary Zhu Li stepped aside.

With the sound of soothing music, the first model in a light purple dress walked slowly and entered everyone's field of vision.

Yan Zhixu, who was still sitting slouching, leaned forward slightly, resting his chin with one hand and staring at the models on the catwalk earnestly and intently.