Following behind JOHN was a group of young men with lush hair and strong muscles. They were all wearing LEE overalls and all kinds of dazzling checkered shirts.
They were backstage at the New York Fashion Week, while others would think it was a gathering of farmers.
"Wow, the first show of the Fashion Week is already so lively!" John handed Qin Guan a plastic bag and looked around.
The space was narrow, so John sat down on the ground. "Let's get to know each other. These are LEE models. From left to right, M, L, W..."
This introduction was extremely simple. The people who were treated as background images by JOHN were immediately indignant!
"That's how you behave in front of beautiful women, John!" L, who had a sexy beard, stole a glance at Qin Guan with his light grey eyes. Then he covered his face with his hands. "Oh, I got the wrong person. He's a handsome man. How could he be so good-looking? He's so handsome."
"L, I'm sorry. L is wrong..."
A 1.9-meter-tall man with hairy legs was standing in front of Qin Guan on one foot. His big foot was still in the air. It was a beautiful scene.
"Go away!" W pushed L away and stuck his face out. "Honey, do you know that John has a double? That kind of double is the most shameless kind."
He played with three female models last night. That's why you chose a loyal gay man like me. Look at my strong muscles. They give you a sense of security.
"In this big city filled with danger and monsters, only a strong man like me can be your safe harbor."
“COMEON！” After saying that, he knelt down on one knee and rolled up the cuffs of his plaid shirt. With a stretch, the muscles on his arms bulged and looked very strong.
Qin Guan turned to John and asked, "Gay? Bisexual? "
JOHN replied with an awkward and guilty smile, "It's the same …"
Qin Guan picked up a triangular piece of wood from the corner of the table and smiled at the strong men in front of him.
The rough style of the models did not fit in with the high-end custom-made fashion. The Armani and CK models were all elegant, calm and noble.
It had to be said that every brand had their own unique models, but compared to Armani's models, the other brands' models were relatively inferior.
Armani's first model hadn't arrived yet, but few male models in Asia could compete with him.
As the leader of the denim industry, LEE chose models with different styles, but they were not inferior to any of the models present.
The Asian model was the center of attention. When everyone saw Qin Guan's smile, even the staff didn't have the heart to speak through the microphone.
Unlike Americans, who were delicate, elegant, gentle and picturesque, Qin Guan opened his thin lips. His voice was not loud, but it sounded like a pearl falling on a white jade plate.
"Watch carefully!"
Qin Guan, who was in high fashion, crushed the small piece of wood in his hand into pieces.
Whoosh...
All the admiring, scrutinizing, jealous and malicious gazes turned away at the same time. It was like the pause button had been turned on again. Everyone got back to work as if nothing had happened.
Only the poor guys who had come with John could see Qin Guan's handsome face and the pieces of wood under their feet.
"Well, John, we have nothing to do now. Qin Guan's show is about to start. Shall we talk during LEE's show?"
"Okay, I think so."
"That's settled then..."
The crowd dispersed. Qin Guan grinned proudly. He had intended to use the piece of wood as a cushion for his chair, but it had become crooked. He didn't know how rotten it had become, but it was a good way to scare people.
Suddenly, he noticed a commotion at the entrance of the backstage area. The models, who had been calm before, were now excited, eager and eager to have a try.
Because they saw the person who could make them soar to the sky, Giorgio Armani, one of the world's top designers, born and raised in Italy.
Qin Guan's eyes shone with curiosity as he looked at the white-haired old man. He was dressed in casual clothes, but he was meticulous.
He was wearing a navy-blue cashmere cardigan with a simple T-shirt and khaki trousers. It was so simple, but it had the boundless Armani style. It broke the boundary between femininity and masculinity and brought infinite elegance to the extreme.
This time, he had brought his new favorite model, Chad, to the New York Fashion Week. He wanted to take advantage of the economic downturn and create a storm of fashion sales.
Qin Guan's eyes lit up. The arrogant model next to Armani was Chad, who had been compared to Sister Xue at the negotiation table at Citizen. Fate was a magical thing.
Unlike the other models who tried to impress Armani, Qin Guan just sat there calmly.
If someone didn't give you an opportunity, you could take it from them. Since they were all going to appear on the same T stage, although they belonged to different brands, their individual abilities were obvious. So, they decided to have a fair and square competition.
Qin Guan was suddenly in a good mood. Even the impetuous atmosphere had no effect on him.
The chief designer and the executives of the operation department looked at Qin Guan and nodded in appreciation.
"Is this Asian model going to make his debut?"
"Yes, you are right."
"It's a bold attempt, but you have good taste."
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