Of course. Qin Guan, who had come from Columbia University, had catered to CK's senior management. His outstanding appearance had also won the favor of the designers. He deserved to be the first model.
The crowd calmed down for a while, because the Armani models, led by Chad, had changed their outfits and were about to make their grand entrance.
The chief designer of CK felt dizzy when he saw Armani's design for this fall. Coincidentally, Armani's design for this season was also based on the dark and practical design concept.
It was so different from CK's design concept. The clothes worn by their model, Chad, also looked like a military uniform. The most terrifying thing had happened.
They couldn't blame each other because of the similarity of the theme. They had to wait for the feedback from the big shots and the media, as well as the models on the runway.
The chief designer cheered himself up. I'm VOGUE's favorite model, so what? I'm the most popular model in America. My clothes are tougher and more valiant than Armani's.
The splendid curtain was finally pulled open, and the exhibition venue, which was decorated like a crystal castle, appeared in front of everyone in the backstage.
The transparent runway, the transparent seats, the transparent ceiling and the transparent walls were all like a dream. It was like a little girl's paradise.
Every time the flashing lights in the auditorium flashed, colorful lights would be reflected. Every model who walked out of the stage would have a strange, hazy glow around them.
Qin Guan touched his chin thoughtfully and smiled happily.
Chad had no idea that the new CK model had a history with him in Asia. Even if he had known, he would have just snorted at Qin Guan.
After all, Chad, who had been an athlete, had become famous overnight. He had first been discovered by VOGUE, then by Armani. He had become the old gentleman's favorite.
Chad was arrogant and tough on the catwalk, just like his character. He was sharp and eager to win, which was what Armani wanted to see the most at this stage.
The Armani design style was relatively mellow and elegant, but it was tough in a different way. In this weak America, in this sad New York, people needed an uplifting spirit, and Chad happened to have it.
When the tough American man put his hands on his hips, his wild hands hung down to his thighs on purpose, swaying a little and seductively, the rich ladies and fashionable hot chicks were all envious and breathless.
If she could have sex with the sexiest man in the world after the fashion week, then her pursuit of fashion wouldn't have been in vain.
The crowd watched Chad return to the backstage reluctantly. The seductive photo would forever be recorded in the lens of the fashion photographer.
CK's chief designer frowned slightly. They didn't say anything for the sake of their team's morale.
Armani was also playing masculine, changing the romantic elegance of Italy. How were the people behind them supposed to play this game?
Time was running out. There was no time to think. Qin Guan turned his head. The light from the crystals outside the arena reflected on his handsome face.
The chief designer suddenly fell silent. She smiled inexplicably, just like Qin Guan, who was smiling at all the members of CK's backstage. She was smiling calmly.
Qin Guan turned around and stepped into the hall, accompanied by the melodious blues.
The fiery atmosphere that was stirred up by Chad suddenly cooled down. The halo was like a cold crystal, rippling and rippling …
There was no joy, no sorrow, no determination, no clamor. Qin Guan had chosen a different way to express CK's style.
The cold, arrogant, persistent and infatuated look of the God of Ice and Snow made the resolute and valiant black CK clothes look very noble.
It was like returning to the Divine Realm from the hustle and bustle of the mortal world. In the transparent crystal castle, the God of Ice and Snow, who belonged to Hades, had returned.
Extreme coldness, nobility and endless elegance. Who was the one who said that toughness should be embodied by wildness? Who was the one who said that toughness should be blossomed with passion?
It was also a hard design, but Qin Guan had a different style to match the venue and the cold flashing lights.
The photographers were crazy, the designers were excited, and the fashionistas covered their mouths and hearts with their hands. Their expressions were the most exaggerated of their generation.
It was all for the sake of one person, a god who had lost his Scepter of Ice and Snow, a god who had turned the ancient Greek gods upside down. He returned to the battlefield with endless sorrow and coldness.
The blues music was still as melodious as ever. The fanaticism of Chad's return had disappeared, leaving only the sound of silence.
Backstage, the chief designer of CK had tears in her eyes. She hugged the operations team and the staff, but her face was full of smiles.
"Come on!"
"Awesome!" “
"Awesome!" “
Every staff member couldn't help patting the young Asian man who had created a miracle. They couldn't calm down for a long time.
The Armani models were changing their outfits, so they didn't see their CK colleagues. Maybe they were blind to Armani, so they didn't pay enough attention to CK's design.
When Qin Guan disappeared behind the curtain, Giorgio Armani unconsciously combed his proud white hair.
He tilted his head slightly to the left, and the tactful assistant bent down.
"Who is the Asian model chosen by CK? Where did they find him? Why haven't I seen him before? Give me a copy of his information. Now is the best. "
"Yes, sir!" The assistant, who was dressed neatly, planned to inquire about information and collect information without any objection.
"Excuse me, I think I know who he is."
The nervous Armani front desk assistant finally mustered up the courage to say what she had wanted to say for a long time.
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