Chapter 606
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The sound of the door knocker colliding with the wooden door added a hint of coldness to the show that had quietened down at the same time.
The color of the transparent T stage, which could be changed freely under the lights, had now turned into an extremely transparent pear blossom white.
The melodious sound of stringed bamboo fluttered in the air. With the appearance of the person at the scene, it stayed in everyone's heart.
Red was the most difficult color for humans to control. A little more would make it look like a wedding dress, and a little less would make it look like a country bumpkin. To control a bright red robe on the stage of fashion was not something that could be done by ordinary people.
Qin Guan strolled leisurely down the stage, as if he was watching the tide and his shadow.
It was a set of formal attire called "The Golden Exam". It was designed in an exaggerated way to recreate the ancient style of people parading through the streets on horseback after the imperial examinations.
The red full-body brocade fabric was hand-knitted by Yin Changtao. It was the only one of its kind in the Milan Fashion Week.
The one-meter-long red pendant under Qin Guan's feet rolled on the cold floor like ripples as he walked.
The silver thread flowed slowly as he walked. The onlookers were amazed by his superb skill.
The wide sleeves didn't expose Qin Guan's hands, but the top model's exquisite embroidery attracted people's attention.
The complicated auspicious cloud pattern on his collar was inlaid on his white silk shirt.
The red belt around his waist was the only part of his body that could be seen in the room.
Qin Guan had already walked to the front of the stage. The audience was still in awe of the ancient skills that they had never seen before.
He stood quietly in the small venue for two or three beats. Suddenly, he moved in concert with the stirring music of the zither, flute, and drum in the venue.
Clang!
Qin Guan spread his arms as wide as possible. His wide sleeves were on full display to all the onlookers.
Cranes spreading their wings and tigers roaring in the woods were no match for the dragon flying in the sky and all birds paying homage to the phoenix.
A lifelike embroidery representing the highest level of China appeared on Qin Guan's sleeves.
"Wow!"
What followed next was a chorus of exclamations of surprise.
Just when everyone thought that the model was going to return to the stage, the music on the stage suddenly began to play that abrupt voice again.
Clang!
As if he had received an order, Qin Guan suddenly smiled freely. His lips were red, and his eyebrows were green. He looked like a romantic peach blossom.
He raised his eyebrows in a flirtatious manner, disturbing the audience.
Before they could be petrified, Qin Guan moved.
He waved the wide sleeves of his robe and spun in a big circle in the most unrestrained way. His waist swayed and his arms waved freely. The steps under his feet were covered by the overly long hem of his robe, but it was still able to better present the most mysterious appearance of this T stage.
Clang, clang, clang!
The drum beat became more and more rapid. Qin Guan spun faster and faster to the rhythm.
He didn't move an inch, but his sleeves were waving clearly.
The onlookers, who had been surprised by Qin Guan's design, were attracted by the continuous spinning wreath of flying sleeves. They realized that there was a hidden universe in the design.
At this moment, the gold and silver threads hidden in the cloth, together with the original embroidery, finally revealed the true appearance of the designer with this unexpected dance.
It was a moving carp leaping over the dragon gate, which surprisingly resonated with the design theme of the clothes.
A silver carp swam from the bottom of the sleeves with an indomitable spirit. Finally, it leaped forward with its head held high.
It was like an embroidery painting had come to life inexplicably.
‘OH~~~“
The sounds of astonishment grew louder and louder, eventually forming a top-notch show scene, which was as noisy as a vegetable market.
However, the time of the show did not change according to the will of the audience. When the last drum beat stopped, Qin Guan, who was at the front of the stage, suddenly stopped spinning.
With the most resolute swing of his sleeve, he suddenly stopped. Then, he swung out the sleeve that he had already held in his hand.
He turned around and started walking again. His steps were firm.
Only those who had played walking in circles when they were bored when they were young knew how dizzy it was to stop walking for a long time.
Only those who had done their homework for today's show would be able to walk so freely on the stage.
Models were not ballet dancers. If they were asked to spin eight times on the spot before walking on the stage, they would have to crawl like a snake.
He drifted by gracefully like the wind, leaving behind a legend that belonged solely to him. As the last few cries and laments of the flute faded, the figure that tightly grasped everyone's heart finally disappeared behind the similarly mysterious door.
The door closed with a bang, causing a deafening round of applause.
Ye Dong, who had been sitting calmly on B-1, was clapping hard. His face was as red as a pig's liver.
He didn't forget to drag a friend he had just met over to show off his advantage while the others were discussing.
"My classmate, Qin Guan!"
"Qin Guan, my classmate. He's from China..."
Following his incoherent gestures, all he received were praises. Thumbs up after thumbs were wagging in front of Ye Dong's eyes.
"This is the most magical show I've ever seen!"
"So, the mysterious Chinese really knows how to recognize people and how to use magic."
"These fabrics are too gorgeous. I want to buy all of them. Buy, buy! Buy! Buy! "
Just as the crowd below the stage was immersed in an inexplicable excitement, the door was once again opened.
It was time for Yin Changtao to receive the blessings, symbolizing the perfect ending of the runway show.
A group of well-dressed models surrounded the bald man. Qin Guan stood beside the designer with an imposing manner.
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