A few more days of peace passed, doing the tasks assigned by the program group every day, taking the children to play games, doing homework, and going out to play. Meng Huo now watching Simon is almost like watching ordinary children.

Until one morning, Simon made breakfast for the four of them. After skillfully turning the fried eggs over, he said lightly: "Breakfast tomorrow, you can figure out your own way."

"? Simon is leaving?!"

"Woooooh, Xiaoxi, this family can't do without you!"

Bei Bei seemed to see that the only person who could support her was drifting away, her small mouth was tightly pursed, and the circles of her eyes were about to turn red again: "Brother Simon, why don't you want me anymore? Bei Bei has been very obedient recently, and she didn't even cry...."

Simon put the soft-boiled eggs on her plate, and said coldly; "Why are you crying, just go out for a day and come back tomorrow night."

Only then did Bei Bei laugh through tears.

Meng Huo finally had the real feeling that Simon was the most cosmopolitan kid in their group again.

A certain brand is going to hold next year's Spring/Summer International Fashion Week show in Shanghai, and Simon was invited to the show.

With the toast in his mouth, Meng Huo sighed silently:

Worthy of being an international child model!!

Simon's status in the fashion industry may be higher than both him and Zhou Ruochen combined.

Simon glanced at Meng Huo who had just woken up with a tuft of dull hair on his head, and seemed to be silenced by his slovenly appearance.

He looked at Meng Huo with complicated eyes: "Go and pack your luggage... pack yourself again."

In addition to being shocked, Meng Huo could keenly hear a bit of disgust in Simon's tone.

Meng Huo let out a slow "ah" after chewing the toast in his mouth.

"Should I go too?"

Simon raised his eyebrows, as if to ask "what nonsense are you talking about".

"Of course, you are my temporary now..." Simon paused and found that the parents couldn't say the word."assistant."

Simon's agent and assistant will pick him up directly at the Shanghai Airport.

Meng Huo was very accepting of being an assistant to the childhood boss international child model. After breakfast, he went back to his room and began to pack his luggage.

Before going out, Bei Bei hugged him reluctantly for a long time before letting go.

After going through the security check, there is still a while before boarding the plane.

Meng Huo walked a little slower than Simon, pulling the suitcase behind him.

When passing by one of the stores, he noticed a lot of people lined up inside and out. Meng Huo stopped, stretched his neck, and looked around curiously.

Simon didn't hear the sound of wheels behind him, turned his head, and asked softly, "What are you doing again?"

Meng Huo saw that there were many children in the crowd, so he realized that this was a newly opened ice cream shop, and it was imported from Italy.

It feels delicious!

"I want to buy it! Let's go to the queue with my brother." Meng Huo quickly turned the direction of the suitcase and joined the queue.

The cool little boy stood still with his hands in his pockets. After a long time, he sighed slowly, turned around, and reluctantly followed.

Simon didn't understand Meng Huo's excitement, and Meng Huo didn't understand why Simon wasn't excited.

Meng Huo lowered his body and whispered in his ear, "Look at all the kids in this team, you are the coldest."

Simon was silent for a while before retorting: "It's all cream, high in sugar and fat, what's delicious..."

"It's childish to be so grown up and still like to eat ice cream."

Meng Huo didn't care if he was called childish by a child ten years younger than himself.

"I didn't have the opportunity to eat it when I was young. This is a kind of compensation. It's like when I was a child, my parents didn't allow me to eat fried chicken, and I would like to eat junk food when I grow up."

This is the second time Simon has heard from Meng Huo that he was a child.

I can't eat ice cream, and can't play game consoles...

Why do you say it in such a miserable way.

On pursed his lips and acquiesced to Meng Huo queuing here.

The beautiful ice cream balls stacked together, and the cones are sprinkled with icing sugar, which looks very tempting.

Every child leaving the counter holding the hand of their parents has a happy and joyful expression on their faces.

Simon withdrew his gaze and looked at the tarmac outside the transparent glass with empty eyes.

Meng Huo originally wanted a three-ball cone, but later found out that this store had a family package: a single-ball cone and a double-ball cone, so he changed it decisively.

Holding the cone, Meng Huo turned around and saw a little boy quietly leaning against the wall waiting for him in the crowd. He was a bit out of tune with the people and things around him.

Meng Huo went up and pinched his face.

Simon watched Meng Huo take two cones with a helpless expression.

Meng Huo is really not afraid of getting fat.

Because of work, Simon needs to strictly control his diet. His peers can drink Coke, eat fried chicken cakes and ice cream, but these are strictly prohibited by his agent.

The cone remained motionless in front of him.

Simon didn't know, so he looked at Meng Huo.

Meng Huo raised his hand again.

"Eat it, I bought it for you, I won't eat it anymore."

Simon was taken aback for a moment, looked at the classic chocolate-flavored ice cream, tilted his head slightly, and refused bluntly:

"...I didn't ask you to buy it."

"It's because I want to buy it for you." Meng Huo is now getting more comfortable dealing with Tsundere, "Please give me a chance to spend money for you."

Meng Huo held up the ice cream very devoutly and patiently.

Simon paused, frowning, still hesitating.

Meng Huo's piety and patience ran out.

He squeezed Simon's chin again, and in this position, he stuffed the ice cream directly into his mouth.

"You!" Simon wiped the corner of his lower lip, and Meng Huo had a triumphant expression on his face.

Forget it, eat it all...

Simon sighed helplessly, and took a bite of the ice cream, the strange long-lost sweetness made him frown uncomfortably.

He just held the ice cream and walked through most of the airport. Like all the children of the same age on the road, he was not domineering at all.

But Simon will not eat his mouth full, and his eating is still very elegant.

After he ate the whole cone slowly, Meng Huo asked him if it was delicious.

After eating all, no matter how arrogant you are, it looks very hypocritical.

Simon wiped his fingers slowly, and commented lightly.

"good."

Simon bought a first-class ticket for Meng Huo.

The flight from Shashi to Modu is not too long, and it has always been difficult for Simon to fall asleep on a plane.

This time, maybe it was because Meng Huo was sitting next to him, very quiet, no one disturbed him, the temperature in the cabin was neither high nor low, and everything was just right, he fell asleep on the plane.

Wake up wearing a small blue blanket that Meng Huo had wrapped around him.

Meng Huo made him into a dumpling. When Simon opened his eyes, he saw Meng Huo taking out his mobile phone to take pictures of him.

Simon didn't even bother to ask Meng Huo "what are you doing" this time, he lazily rolled his eyelids, lay down helplessly and continued to shoot.

Simon who can't speak while asleep is simply an angel!!!

Meng Huo looked at the tall straight nose and deep eyebrows in the photo, which were so three-dimensional that they almost escaped gravity.

Simon is really good at mixing, and his facial features are compatible with various advantages of Eastern and Western people. don't know what kind of parents can give birth to such a good-looking child?!

Meng Huo sighed silently. Just as he was about to turn on his phone and search secretly, he suddenly remembered that they had no signal at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

After landing, Meng Huo completely forgot about it.

He deeply realized how busy being a popular child model is.

As soon as he landed, Simon's manager didn't even have time to take a good look at him before he began filling him in on his itinerary for the next 24 hours.

That cone that Simon ate was the best thing he could eat before he finished work.

He's literally eating vitamins and probiotics for a meal.

Hairstyles, skin care, rehearsals, fitness, and even cryotherapy are also required. For a perfect catwalk, hair needs to be so delicate.

Every time a big-name catwalk shows, they will try their best to find another way. In addition to the clothes themselves, even the scenes and forms must be refreshing.

This fashion week is a parent-child theme. Child models and adult models will wear exactly the same clothes and walk on the same stage.

Meng Huo once again lamented Simon's high status in the child model world. He didn't have to go to the studio to confirm the clothes for the last time like other models. The brand had a special person to deliver the clothes he would wear tomorrow to the hotel room.

It seems that next year's spring and summer models will focus on mix-and-match vintage. The suit sent here is a brown suede jacket on the upper body, British-style shorts on the lower body, with a newsboy hat and small leather shoes. It looks very suitable for going out to get close to nature.

Meng Huo guessed in his mind the enlarged version of the adult version. If it is really a parent-child pair, this set is very suitable for the father to take his son to the lakeside hut for wild fishing in a small pickup truck, and spend the weekend that belongs to father and son alone.

Unfortunately, he has no such experience.

In order to be in the state of the catwalk, Simon went to bed very early the first night, and got up early the next morning to do styling.

The styling was discussed and decided by the makeup director and fashion designer. As a popular child model, Simon himself was also consulted.

Simon is the opening model, which shows that the brand attaches great importance to and loves him.

Simon sat in the dressing room with his eyes closed, like a puppet, letting others dress him up in beautiful colors.

It was inconvenient for idlers, such as Meng Huo, to stay in the dressing room, so he sat on the sofa in the corridor.

Although he doesn't do catwalks, he almost fully cooperates with Simon's schedule after he lands. When Simon put on the mask, he wanted to have a joke, but when he just opened his mouth, he was forced by Simon to apply one. It's even rarer to get up early today.Still sleepy now.

In the corridor not far away, a man suddenly raised his voice, and the man almost shouted, "Why can't he walk?"

This voice immediately woke up Meng Huohou.

Meng Huo frowned, feeling that the voice was faintly familiar.

The man also realized that he was out of control, lowered his voice, and then said in a rough voice: "Then what the hell are you asking our Shi Yi to do now? This is a parent-child show, a parent-child show! Damn, can he walk on stage alone?!"

It was only yesterday that Meng Huo heard Simon's agent call him that he knew that Simon's Chinese name was originally Shi Yi.

Only then did Meng Huo wake up completely.

The agent hurriedly discussed the solution with the brand leader at the event site.

The male model who was in charge of opening the show with Simon got up in the morning to wash his hair, and fell in the bathtub and was sent directly to the hospital. He would definitely not be able to make it to the opening show.

"Then what should we do now? We can't let Shi Yi go alone, can we?" The agent asked the brand to give an explanation.

"Don't worry, I'm already in touch to see if I can find someone to save the scene." The partners of the parent-child show are all pre-determined, and the costumes and stage design have already been decided.open.

The person in charge was also a little uncertain. Simon was at the beginning, and time was running out. Whether the models could arrive at the scene was a problem.

Meng Huo stood silently at the door. Simon in the mirror had already put on his makeup, and his expression was so calm that it seemed that they were talking about something other than his own, as if he was completely out of it.

Looking at the lonely little figure from behind, Meng Huo suddenly felt distressed.

It's not easy to come out to work at a young age!

Brokers always think of the worst.

"What if I can't find it?"

Simon's order is not in line with the theme of this show. The most likely choice for the brand side is to withdraw Simon and let the second pair directly top the show.

The person in charge of the brand was silent for a few seconds, which just confirmed the agent's concerns.

This international

The fashion week is in Shanghai, and Simon is still the opening model. This is an excellent opportunity for him to gain popularity in China. The manager spent a lot of effort to finalize it, and he is not willing to let it go so easily.

The top priority now is to find a man who can play Simon's father.

At this moment, within his line of sight, all males of the right age who are taller than 1.8 meters tall, good-looking, good-looking and have sound legs are the managers' hunting targets.

Meng Huo, who was leaning against the door frame with his long legs, trying to attract Simon's attention to make him happy, suddenly felt a chill down his back.

He turned his head slowly, and the manager saw that his eyes had a strange green light.