Although Xizhou Hotel had rolled out a red carpet, no one would walk on it.
According to the arrangements of the production crew, actors who were to be interviewed by reporters would take the elevator from the underground parking lot directly into the press conference hall.
The white clouds were fixed in the blue sky; the cicadas made intermittent sounds, and the sweltering wind fluttered the long banners.
Zhu Yan's photo was printed on the billowing banner, her face looking especially distorted.
Lu Xiaoyou walked along the center of the red carpet, wearing tea-colored sunglasses, her silky long hair draped over her shoulders. She wore a figure-hugging, bright yellow mini skirt adorned with vibrant sunflowers.
A pair of straight, white legs shone like tube lights, radiating light from within.
The symmetrically toned arms without an ounce of extra fat were translucent white, and the slender fingers naturally hung over the round, semi-transparent shoulder bag.
