Qin Guan wanted to ask more questions, but Huang didn't say anything else. She hung up the phone.
Qin Guan was woken up by the inexplicable phone call, but he couldn't fall back asleep. It was late at night, and the moonlight was shining through the window. It was quiet and naughty.
The insects in early autumn were trying their best to fly away from their nest, looking for a sweet dinner.
The night was as cold as water. Qin Guan wanted to light a cigarette, but he realized that he had quit smoking for many years. Fine! I'd better go to bed.
Huang Jiajia was overjoyed. She and Mou Xiaoliu were on their way back to the Capital University of Finance and Economics while chattering about her feat.
Who would have thought that Mou, who was so strong, was a martial artist? Those drunken troublemakers were picked up by Mou Xiaoliu one by one and played around with the Invincible Fire Beacon Wheel! When they were done, they were completely dizzy. Together with the broken tables and chairs, they formed a beautiful pose.
The two good friends hopped back to their respective nests. A small animal alliance was forming quietly.
… …
It was Wednesday. Qin Guan was standing in the design studio of the SS Group, being manipulated by the designers. It was a very lively scene.
There were more than 20 models, and there were more than a dozen backups. The whole design team of the SS Group was very busy.
Fang Yanyu handed Qin Guan the freshly made final suit and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly. Then he told Sister Xue, "Qin Guan will be the main star of the show. He will take the last position, and then he will go on stage with me. This suit will be the main prize."
Then he told Qin Guan, "Although you are a newcomer, I think highly of you. I hope you can do a good job in this important show."
Influenced by Fang Yanyu's words, Qin Guan nodded hard and went to the fitting room to put on the suit.
When Qin Guan came out, Fang Yanyu was already waiting for him with his cutting tools. It was the first time that the audience saw the final collection of the SS Group's autumn collection.
The blue-gray suit was a standard two-piece suit. Only the cuffs and the collar of the suit were slightly rounded.
This was also the finishing touch of the suit. It didn't look dull, and the elegance of the suit was reflected.
The designers didn't have the time to admire the beauty in front of them. They started to modify the effect step by step and gave their opinions.
"The bottom of the trousers is a little loose. Hmm, I can tuck it in later."
"What about here? Can we fix some of the details?"
"Yes, the waist should be slimmer."
"Yes, it looks better this way."
It didn't take long for him to change the details of his outfit. Soon after, he put on his clothes again and walked out.
Everyone's eyes were burning. The effect this time was even better. Everyone could imagine how successful the show would be.
… …
In October 1999, the National Day, the 50-year celebration, the 50-year commemoration, and the 50-year carnival. The autumn in the capital brought many people together.
Qin Guan had no time to pay attention to that. He followed Sister Xue to the backstage of the SS Group's autumn collection show.
The main stage was ready. The staff in charge of the enclosure had arranged the last slightly tilted chair neatly. When everything was ready, the relevant staff would enter the stage.
In that era, the target group of a fashion show was very clear: clothing dealers, all possible agents, and media with fashion tendencies.
The SS Group had not yet reached the level of attracting celebrities.
However, the press conference was very important to Sister Xue. It was Qin Guan's first T show, and he would be the main show, which was closely related to whether he could gain a foothold in the small circle of models and designers.
As Qin Guan changed his clothes and sat down on a chair, a group of people came in from the backstage. One of them was a fat middle-aged man, while the other was a tall and eye-catching woman.
All the models noticed that the group of people walked towards Fang Yanyu. Sister Xue had sharp eyes, so she recognized the most eye-catching man right away.
She exclaimed in a low voice, "It's Shao Xiaobing!"
Confused, Qin Guan asked, "Who's Shao Xiaobing?"
Sister Xue was disappointed that Qin Guan had failed to meet her expectations. "I told you to read more fashion magazines, but you didn't listen. You don't even know Shao Xiaobing!"
"Shao Xiaobing is one of the most famous male models in China. Although he has only won a few third or second places in domestic competitions, he is the best model among his peers."
"Thanks to his hard work, he has already gotten the endorsement of two top domestic brands. He has also participated in many foreign T shows. He is in the limelight and has surpassed many veteran models."
"He has a nickname in this circle, the Lucky Star. Of all the interviews he has gone to, there are very few that he fails."
"It's strange. The show is about to start. Is he here to be an audience? But he is not famous enough to attract the attention of the entertainment media. "
While Sister Xue was confused, Fang Yanyu almost quarreled with the group of people.
"What? You want to change the main model at the last minute? Why? I don't agree! "
The leader of the group was the boss of the SS Group. He had rushed over excitedly to inform the designer that he had found the most suitable model for the show.
Shao Xiaobing was right. The boss had used his connections to find Shao Xiaobing, who had just had a free schedule.
Under the temptation of a high price, Shao had agreed reluctantly. After all, he was a top male model who had participated in many shows.
For a brand like SS Group that had yet to reach the top, other than money, there was nothing else that could pique his agent's interest.
That was why the boss of the SS Group was so tough. No matter who the designer liked, the person he had spent so much effort to invite had to be the main model of the show.
Of course, Fang Yanyu was very unhappy. For a designer, the main model was the soul of a fashion show.
He had spent so much effort and interviewed countless models. The person he had finally decided on had been replaced with a few words?
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