Chapter 596
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All the assistants looked at Qin Guan with admiration. Only Sister Xue, who was waiting outside the door, knew what had happened to him.
It would take him an hour to apply makeup on other people's faces, but only 10 minutes on his sculpted face.
That was why he could be so calm and composed, smiling as if nothing had happened.
When he walked out of the fitting room as fast as he could, the atmosphere around him seemed to have stopped. It was as if time had stopped, as if everything was moving in slow motion.
Every staff member who passed by him slowed down their footsteps and unconsciously treated the person in front of them in their most serious state. How should it be said? It was like meeting their immediate superior. They always unconsciously wanted to leave a good impression in the eyes of the person in front of them.
As Qin Guan's agent, Sister Xue took a look at his outfit. Is Milan really a retro spring? This year's Armani Haute Couture Autumn/Winter Edition was a shocking aristocratic style.
He was wearing a narrow-brimmed soft woolen hat. The dark blue color was the favorite of ancient and elegant gentlemen. The grey shirt made the black buttons look more formal.
He got rid of the traditional three-piece vest, but because of the same dark blue color as the hat, it added a touch of solemnity to the jacket.
In addition, there were four double-row buttons, which were distributed on the left and right lapels of the suit. The buttons, which originally belonged to a vest, were attached to the straight suit.
The dark blue trousers were a little loose. The distance between the trousers and the shoes was obviously shorter than before, which added a yuppie style to the serious suit.
What followed was a pair of soft soles and a pair of pure black calfskin shoes with a slightly raised front, which immediately activated the entire set of slightly stiff designs.
Every single one of them was elegant and exquisite.
Qin Guan stood there in a simple way, but people couldn't help but pay attention to him. Both his body and his outfit complemented each other, as if they were a whole.
The famous models around them came out of their respective changing rooms one after another. More and more people gathered in the backstage area, where the models were waiting to go on stage.
The modeling industry was created for competition. As the executors, how could they not compare themselves with others?
Behind them, all kinds of complicated gazes were looking back and forth. Qin Guan, who was standing in the front of the line, stood there motionlessly like a stabilizing force.
He was neither happy about material gains nor sad about himself.
No wonder he could become the darling of all the major fashion brands in just one year. He was unique among all the models because of his temperament.
Coupled with the Armani Haute Couture design style that ordinary people could wear, it was like a clear stream that nourished everyone's heart in the chaotic design style behind it.
The control assistant on the side didn't notice the thoughts surging behind him. All his energy was focused on the indicator light next to the exit door.
The soundproofing facilities at the front and backstage were very good, so the control of the whole set depended on the high-tech indicator light.
Isn't that right? The green light that signified that they could officially go on stage lit up. The music that was synchronized with the stage was accompanied by the corresponding rhythm, and the sound of the attack rang out backstage at the same time.
"Get ready for the opening show. When the door opens, you will appear in the fixed order. Pay attention! I don't care about your private grudges. Today is the opening show of the Fashion Week. Cheer up! I repeat, don't steal the rhythm! "
With the support of the Milan Fashion Week organizing committee, the director, who had always been nice to the famous models, was finally able to stand up straight.
Qin Guan and the female model exited through a side door. They looked at each other tacitly and acted like top models.
The two parallel U-shaped platforms intersected at the very end and then returned to their original positions.
Qin Guan and the French model were walking side by side on the gray marble platform.
They were strangers who had never worked together before, let alone rehearsals. Thanks to their high attainments, they cooperated with each other naturally.
Straight blue, steady black, and transparent skin tone, as well as the elegance revealed in his careless manner, became the gentleman of the men's clothing department.
On the other hand, the blazing red, the charming purple, and the milky white skin made the female model look a little more unruly.
Tiannan and Dibei converged in the middle of the intertwined runway.
A slender arm rested on a thick shoulder, a small chin, and bright red lips. However, not a single mark was left on the pale gray shirt.
He was refined but the most unintentional passerby, and she couldn't make him stay no matter what. He was the scenery in other people's eyes.
Their backs were firm and unhesitant. It was like watching a pantomime of regret. The opening of the fashion show had been raised to a whole new level.
The models behind them spat angrily in their hearts. Are you trying to save the poor? You should think about the feelings of the people behind you!
Not all top models had the ability to control the runway.
Sure enough, just as they had guessed, reality had come true. As the models walked out one after another, the audience no longer paid attention to them.
Some were disappointed by the mediocrity of the follow-up staff, while others were shocked by the low standards of the models with high expectations. On the stage, they were all depressed and returned backstage with a sigh.
Just as they were about to teach this Asian model a lesson, they saw this scene.
The backstage manager was nervously talking to the man about the follow-up work. The model, who acted as if there was no one else around, calmly took off his suit jacket with the help of his assistant.
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