Instead, it was a beautiful artificial crystal tree with Venice glass eggs hanging on it. The gorgeous colors were dazzling. Hundreds of candles surrounded the tree, flickering with a soft light. The glass ceiling reflected the flickering candlelight, and it was extremely romantic.
It seemed that this was the final venue of the press conference. Qin Guan followed the staff's instructions and entered a private room in the back.
As expected, the chaotic scene brought Qin Guan back to reality.
The assistant took out Qin Guan's clothes and reminded him hurriedly that the dressing table was in Room C4. Qin Guan would go there after changing. The waiting room was also there.
Qin Guan didn't say anything. He found a corner and got ready. Here I come, New York fashion circle.
The front desk was silent. Only the mysterious tears of the candles could be heard.
This time, the guests were very diverse. Not only were there a few big names in the fashion circle, but there were also curious residents of the Upper East Side who lived here and were inextricably linked to the fashion circle. They all rushed here.
Due to their good manners, they didn't make any excited noises. They just whispered something to their acquaintances to show their politeness.
There was no unnecessary introduction, no gorgeous background music, only a cold, heart-pounding ding … ding … dang … dang … dang … dang … dang … dang … dang … dang … dang …
The red velvet curtain was pulled open, revealing the beautiful Christmas tree. Just the reflection of the colorful glazed egg illuminated the entire hall on the second floor.
Tap … tap … tap … tap … The soles of the unique tap dancing shoes rubbed against the ethereal hall floor, creating a pleasant rhythm that matched perfectly with the percussion music in the background.
Models with different styles walked out from behind the curtains one after another. They danced with the elegance of autumn.
The main color of black and gray made the CK Autumn Exhibition look a little dull, but its bold and practical design attracted a lot of admiring gazes from the audience.
The Upper East Side people, who paid attention to the tailoring and practicality of high-end fashion, were the final customers of CK.
A bearded middle-aged man in a polo shirt was dumbfounded when he saw the model appear on the stage.
As a director of a low-budget indie film, his ambitious plan to enter the Cannes Film Festival, the temple of indie films, had been put on hold.
Firstly, he had no money. Secondly, the vulgar people in the Actors Guild didn't want to do business with him. In fact, it was because of the first reason.
Because he was shooting an indie film in the United States, everyone knew that even if his film won the grand prize, the North American release schedule would be very bleak.
People wanted to see the box office, which was the only way to attract attention in the United States. Director Gus, who was ambitious and ambitious, was really isolated.
And now, this show made his mind spin quickly. Since they were looking for someone to act, who said that they had to find someone from the entertainment industry?
The handsome men and beautiful women in front of him were the best targets.
Thinking of this, Gus suppressed his excitement for the time being. He planned to observe the models and see if there was anyone who matched the image of his works.
By then, Qin Guan had already walked out of the backstage in the same order as the previous model.
Because of his appearance, there was a slight fluctuation in the field in front of him. It was as if a small stone was gently thrown into the calm water, causing ripples in the water.
This Asian model had changed the style of Asian models in the past. She was so exquisite that people felt it was unreal. It was as if the illusion in front of them would become a gust of wind and drift away.
When he walked past the audience, they all held their breath, afraid that they would disturb the fairy on the stage.
Suddenly, a metal drum sounded. Qin Guan looked valiant and heroic. He was like an elite king who had been immersed in the business world for many years, or a movie and TV star who could turn his hand over the clouds and rain. Everyone seemed to have found common ground and resonance with the model.
The black silk trousers were light and breathable. This was CK's first attempt at using oriental silk as the material for clothing.
The cropped trouser legs were tightly bound in the half-high riding boots, instantly restraining the fat feeling above. To be honest, this series of trousers was a bit old-fashioned in the eyes of the Chinese.
Because this kind of design was not considered a design in China. In the past, those who carried big bags, ran on their own, and even the traitor Buttface had tied the big pants in their shoes to prevent them from going for a spin.
One of them was tied into a straw shoe, while the other was tied into a high-grade calf's soft leather boot.
The Americans didn't know that, though. The collision of Eastern and Western cultures had not been integrated yet. The elegant feeling of going for a spin was like scratching their itch.
Not to mention the sudden change in style on top of the loose pants. A very explosive closing design gave people who were confident in their bodies space to show off.
It was a long-sleeved shirt made of pure cotton that was breathable and soft. It was also a black series, but it was not as shiny as the pants. Instead, it was more in line with the calm and primitive color of the elites.
There were also black silk pockets on the shoulders and chest, adding a touch of bright color to the simple black collection.
The Asian model's cheekbones and chin lines became more prominent under the hands of the makeup artist. The black outfit did not make him look monotonous or weak. Compared to other designs with different colors, this was the outfit that truly reflected the model's personal standards.
Maybe it was because the chief designer was too confident in Qin Guan, or maybe it was because of the bad intention of Jones, or maybe it was because of the old man of CK's operation department, but Qin Guan was the only model for the uncertain clothes. No one else could be the model for the show.
The candlelight reflected misty light through the glazed egg, leaving colorful halos on his face. His skin was almost transparent, and his eyes were as white as the night. Collision! Clamor! Bloom!
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