The Miss Hong Kong election has been held for the tenth time. More and more viewers are watching, and the ratings are increasing every year. Tickets for the live viewing are sold to the sky by scalpers, especially those that are already on sale.
Tickets for the finals have already been sold for more than five times the original price. With nearly a thousand tickets, not many people can really afford it.
Under the "profit stage", many viewers have already entered the venue early, and reporters from major entertainment media have long been prepared. Some reporters who have been approved by TVB even ran to the backstage, ready to comment on the candidates at any time.
Interviews with beauties. In addition to these, of course the invited performers and singers are also one of the interviewees for the reporter.
Although Feng Yifeng has been to the "Lee Stage" several times and has seen the official rehearsal of the semi-finals here, this does not mean that he does not have to buy tickets to come in. Fortunately, he has a teacher who is pretty good to him, and this is
The host of the second Miss Hong Kong election, Huang? had already prepared two tickets for him. This book
He wanted to come with Wenxiu, but Aunt Xia was too nervous about Weng Meiling's on-the-spot performance and was unwilling to watch the live broadcast at home. She insisted on coming to the scene to cheer for Weng Meiling no matter what. There were only two tickets, and in the end Feng Yifeng had to give up
Wenxiu accompanied Aunt Xia, and he himself found another way to get in.
I felt aggrieved as I said that, as one of the major shareholders of Wireless, I, as a shareholder, wanted to dodge like a thief in a beauty pageant held by the company, using my familiarity with the "profit stage" of employee channels, and my understanding of
Only then did some "Li Stage" staff members sneak in.
The "Di Di Di" pager rang at a very inappropriate place and at a very inappropriate time. Feng Yifeng's current location is actually the backstage of "Lee Stage". He has been there many times during Teresa Teng's concerts.
Here. But now this place has been set up as the dressing room and dressing room for Miss Hong Kong candidates. It will not be open to people who are not employees, let alone a grown man like Feng Yifeng?
"Hey! What do you do? Are you not allowed in here?" A middle-aged lady wearing glasses and holding a thick stack of documents in her hand looked at the sneaky man in front of her with an unkind expression.
man.
It’s not surprising that the middle-aged woman doesn’t recognize Feng Yifeng, but Feng Yifeng knows who she is. This is the assistant director of this Miss Hong Kong who is responsible for the order of appearance and the arrangement of the clothes of all the beauties. During the rehearsal, Feng Yifeng looked at her several times.
I also know that this unmarried middle-aged lady, who is called "old aunt" by all the Miss Hong Kong candidates, is a very difficult person.
"Oh! It's Miss Zhao! The director asked which contestants are ready? The time is almost up, let me come in and ask you, hurry up as soon as possible." Before the "old aunt" could show off her power, Feng Yifeng blocked her.
He stopped her questioning.
Looking at her watch, it was indeed almost time. It was normal for the director to ask people to come in to urge her. But why hadn’t she seen this person before? With doubts, she still answered: "It's almost time. All the contestants have changed their clothes."
, I am currently applying makeup and can appear at any time. I have repeatedly explained the order of appearance to ensure that they will not make mistakes."
"Oh! That's good, then I'll go and tell the director, because the live broadcast is about to start, and many senior executives of the company are also coming, so the director is quite nervous." Before Miss Zhao could react, Feng Yifeng had already left.
Wireless has a lot of staff, and it is impossible to know everyone. Every colleague is familiar with it. Ms. Zhao is a little suspicious of Feng Yifeng's weird behavior, but she is not nervous at all when she sees him, and he answers questions fluently, unlike that
The reporter who sneaked in did not see a tape recorder or camera in his hand.
She had no choice but to think that it was an employee of the company whom she didn't know, so she didn't suspect anything. However, Feng Yifeng's words still made Ms. Zhao think that it would be better to confirm the procedure again, so she turned around and walked into the dressing room, letting those who were originally
The beauty, who was a little nervous, was even more excited by her urging.
Having escaped the "old aunt"'s questioning, all Feng Yifeng has to do now is to find a place to sit down and enjoy tonight's Miss Hong Kong beauty pageant semi-finals. She has watched it on TV several times before, from the recording to the replay.
With the rapid development of television technology, TV broadcasts were switched to live broadcasts, and he watched them all. The most unforgettable thing for him was the first Miss Hong Kong election. The appearance of Zhao Yazhi in that session and the beauty of that moment are still lingering in his mind.
"Beep, beep, beep." The pager keeps ringing. This is a rare thing. "It's really annoying. I wonder if I have anything to do today? Why are you so ignorant? It keeps ringing. Isn't it annoying?"
It is not difficult to find a phone number at "Lee Stage". I found the number and called it if I was familiar with it. "Yeah! I understand. I'm backstage now. You can come in here to find me. Don't let too many people come in, just yourself.
Just come in, I don't want to attract too much attention. There are many famous people and reporters here tonight, don't make it too exaggerated, you are here now..."
Before he finished speaking, a crisp voice sounded from behind: "Sir, have you finished typing? Can you let me take one first?"
It's very unpleasant to be interrupted while on the phone. He turned around and cursed: "You didn't see me..." Seeing the person in front of him, Feng Yifeng stopped cursing and his tone became gentle.
A lot. "It's Miss Kuang! Why are you here? Aren't you about to appear?"
"It's Afeng!" The person who came was none other than Kuang Meiyun. She was currently wearing a blue strapless evening dress. Her hair had been curled by the hairstylist and spread over her shoulders. Her face was already covered with heavy makeup and wipes.
She wore bright red lipstick and a pearl necklace on his swan-like pink neck, which made her even more gorgeous. "I have something to call you. Are you done? Can you let me call first? It's very important."
It will be my turn soon."
"Oh! No problem, no problem at all. I'll hang up right away." The beauty begged, and naturally she was very happy. "Let's not talk about it for now. You can come to me right away and we can talk freely."
"Thank you!" Kuang Meiyun took the phone from Feng Yifeng and quickly dialed the number she wanted to call.
Standing not far away, Feng Yifeng, who had been watching Kuang Meiyun on the phone, looked at Kuang Meiyun who was completely different from before, and the visual impact was really shocking. Kuang Meiyun is beautiful, but it is rare to see her wearing makeup.
They all wear simple jeans and shirts with no makeup. Even when meeting reporters, they simply put on makeup by painting their lips.
But tonight's dress and makeup are basically different from those Feng Yifeng knew before. How can I put it? Kuang Meiyun, who had no makeup before and was dressed casually, is like a little sparrow who has never been very eye-catching. Although she is very beautiful
, but drowned in so many
Among the magpies, she is not very outstanding. But tonight, she dressed up like a peacock with five-color gold and jade money patterns on her tail, attracting all the men who saw her. People can't help but sigh at the high quality of this year's Hong Kong Miss.
, the beauty of Miss Hong Kong is truly well-deserved.
"Thank you! I've finished typing. I'm really sorry for disturbing you." Kuang Meiyun had already finished the call and came over.
"Haha! It's okay. If you are in an emergency, call me first. Although I am not a gentleman, I can still give priority to ladies." After waking up from Kuang Meiyun's beauty, Feng Yifeng, as before, did not appear overly affectionate or distant and asked:
"Isn't it about to go on stage? Why are you still here? That 'old aunt' is not easy to get along with. She will definitely curse you before she gives up."
"Oops! I almost forgot. I said it would only take five minutes. Miss Zhao will be very angry and I have to leave." Kuang Meiyun is no longer in the mood to chat with Feng Yifeng, but she spent all her time saying "Old aunt"
"Where I got five minutes, it's obviously over time now.
Seeing Kuang Meiyun leaving in a hurry, Feng Yifeng stopped her and said, "Wait a minute."
"What? Is there anything else?" Kuang Meiyun, who had not taken a few steps, turned back and stared at Feng Yifeng with bright eyes.
"It's nothing, but I want to tell you, come on, you will definitely make it to the finals. Don't be nervous. Just treat it as if you are rehearsing on the stage. The audience below are just the wireless staff who came to watch your rehearsal. Play your best.
You must believe that you can do your best." He waved his hands vigorously and emphasized the tone of his words.
With a sweet smile, Kuang Meiyun felt that her heart was filled with an invisible force for no reason. She also nodded vigorously and said: "I will, I will not let you down, I will definitely show myself on the stage of the finals. Thank you
support!”
Kuang Meiyun's beautiful figure has disappeared, but Feng Yifeng felt for the first time that he was attracted to this woman. Where he stood, he recalled the first time he met Kuang Meiyun, and when he came out to talk with her about Liu Luanxiong's advertisement, and finally it was him
He had chatted with her many times on the set of Johnnie To's commercial shoots. But every time they met, they never gave him the same heart-pounding feeling as this time. Shaking his head with a wry smile on his face, he realized that he was becoming more and more carefree now.
The resistance of beautiful women is almost zero.
"Master! I'm here." A deep and suppressed shout sounded from behind Feng Yifeng, a middle-aged handsome foreign guy, speaking English with a pure London accent.
"Gerry! You're here! Come on, let's talk aside." The person who came was none other than this middle-aged handsome guy. He was the head of the intelligence department arranged by Feng Yifeng in Hong Kong. He was also in charge of intelligence collection on all Feng Yifeng's business in Asia.
and Gerry Adams, head of processing.
Gerry, who was following Feng Yifeng, glanced at the place where Kuang Meiyun disappeared with his blue eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, did you like the woman just now? She was really good, she was like that.
With good looks and figure, I am worthy of you, young master."
As if someone had read her mind, Feng Yifeng quickly explained: "Don't misunderstand me. She and I are just ordinary friends and have no friendship. Please don't talk nonsense to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."
"Haha, I didn't misunderstand. You Chinese have a saying that I like very much, which is 'a fair lady, a gentleman is a good man'. If you like it, go for it. Why do you care so much? With your status and wealth, young master, you have fallen in love with her.
It's her luck." Over the years in Hong Kong, Gerry's Chinese proficiency has improved a lot.
"There are beauties all over the streets in Hong Kong, and there are dozens of them backstage. Do I have to pursue them all? How can I have so much time and mood?" Regardless of Gerry's teasing, Feng Yifeng did not turn to look at him. Feng Yifeng was afraid.
The expression on your face now betrays your true inner thoughts.
"Really? I just received the news that Miss Yan will take the flight back to Hong Kong tomorrow afternoon. I wonder if the young master has time to pick her up?" With a narrow smile, he looked at Feng Yifeng who had turned around and stared at him.
"Master, I just received the news. Didn't I come to tell you?"
Feng Yifeng knew what Gerry was joking about. He was obviously the kind of person who wanted to be a bitch and build a chastity memorial at the same time. He was a typical person who didn't mean what he said. But when he heard Michelle finally come back from the stage, his
His heart boiled again. More than a month had passed since the last time he offended Michelle because of his drunkenness. Thinking that Michelle had calmed down, it was a good time to attack again. He had vowed to get Michelle and let her