Huayu's I am destiny

Chapter 242 Emperor Lin Visits Prince Square
Paris time, June 6.

Lin Qingyuan, who was notified by the staff, set off from the hotel by car to the venue for the Louis Vuitton Spring/Summer Men's Fashion Show.
Place du Prince, formerly known as Place Royale.

"There are so many people outside!" The little assistant exclaimed while leaning on the car window and looking outside through the glass.

"Parisian people are like this, they like this kind of tone that is related to fashion and romance." Lin Qingyuan also looked out of the window. There are indeed a lot of onlookers on both sides of the road, and they obviously want to go to Prince Edward, the venue of the LV show. Square to join in the fun.

"It's a pity we can't do that"

The little assistant followed Lin Qingyuan to Paris several times before, but in addition to work and work, there was no time to slow down the pace during the whole process, stop and carefully feel the ancient history and exotic customs of Paris.

"Hehe, if I have the chance, I would also like to sit outside the cafe on the streets of Paris, order a cup of the strongest coffee, and freshly baked croissants, smeared with unsalted butter and strawberry jam, enjoying the beautiful French girls eyeing me."

Lin Qingyuan was a little emotional.

In the past two years, because of work, I have indeed missed too many opportunities to experience the beauty of the world.

Of course, he will not regret it, because stacking all these missed opportunities together has become a stepping stone for his career development to enter the next stage.

This is the key to his success.

I am more talented than you, and I work harder than you, so why should I be inferior to you?

The vast majority of artists understand this truth, but there are not many who can really do it.

"It's a pity that the boss doesn't have this opportunity." Xia Xin smiled playfully: "Because you are too busy."

The vehicle drove to the Prince's Square, and then slowly stopped under the command of the on-site security personnel.

"Yeah, I'm too busy"

But when he heard the deafening screams from the fans outside the car, and saw the faces flushed with excitement for him, Lin Qingyuan laughed with relief.

"However, sometimes I actually enjoy this sense of busyness, which makes me feel very fulfilled."

Lin Qingyuan took the mirror that Xia Xin handed over, and finally checked his makeup, hair and clothing.

At this time, he was ready to open the door and get off the car, ready to welcome the domestic and foreign media and fans to review.

"I think boss, you should enjoy this feeling of being overwhelmed by everyone!"

"Aren't these two the same thing?" Lin Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, "I always thought so."

The car is hot outside, but the car is as calm as water.

A thin layer of pitch-black iron seems to separate two completely different worlds.

After the Louis Vuitton staff who followed the car received the instructions from the superior in the headset, they immediately switched to English and said to Lin Qingyuan: "Lin, are you ready? We can get off the car and enter the venue at any time now."

"Now?" Lin Qingyuan turned his head to look out the window, and found that the road that was bustling with flashing lights was completely empty now.

It is self-evident for whom to clear the field.

"That's right, Lin, it's time for the new prince of our LVMH group to return to Prince Square!"

Sitting in the car, the bearded white man raised his arms and shouted, looking even more excited than Lin Qingyuan.

In fact, this old man is not pretending. After all, as an employee of LV, he naturally knows how much the parent group LVMH values ​​Lin Qingyuan, the Asian spokesperson, and even let him learn Chinese for a whole month in advance. , just to satisfy Lin Qingyuan.

But my brother frowned the first time he bought it after he met Lin Qingyuan, so he decisively switched back to English to communicate with Lin Qingyuan normally.

"Come on buddy, I'm not the prince. My Huaguo fans call me the emperor." Lin Qingyuan waved his hand. He didn't want to be the second prince, and he didn't want to be the first prince at the same time.

"King? Kaiser?" The bearded brother was a little surprised and a little bit taken aback.

He didn't expect that Lin Qingyuan usually looked gentle and elegant, but he was so arrogant when he spoke.

The people of Huaguo are very humble, which is indeed the stereotype of Huaguo in the Western world.

In his opinion, the "arrogance" of Hua people is something that is engraved in their bones.

The reason why others didn't see it was simply because Ao was covered up by the modesty that usually shows up.

"Emperor." Lin Qingyuan shook his head: "The emperor of Hua Kingdom is called emperor."

"Cool, it's true that only the emperor can enjoy this kind of treatment when you come to the Prince's Square."

"So do you have any idea of ​​opening a new Louis Vuitton Emperor series line for me?" Lin Qingyuan couldn't help joking.

"It's a good idea, but you know, it doesn't count at my level, so I have to give feedback to the superior later." The bearded man was also happy.

Lin Qingyuan turned down the volume of the earphones, and the song "Blame" played randomly was a bit noisy.

Of course, he would not admit that it was because the song was too emotional that his emotions rose accordingly.

"Brother, what's your name?" Lin Qingyuan asked casually while adjusting the Bluetooth in his ear.

"What?" The bearded old man didn't understand why Lin Qingyuan suddenly asked for his name, but he still replied, "Pavar."

"OK, Pawar, if the Emperor series is really launched, I will contact you and send you a car of Louis Vuitton."

"But I'm just a small character, so I shouldn't be so easy to find." Pawar was a little embarrassed.

"If there is such a day, I will fulfill my promise like a man, believe me." Lin Qingyuan's self-confidence is like an innate spiritual dictatorship.

"Then I hope that day will come sooner." Pawar could clearly feel Lin Qingyuan's absolute confidence, and he was really a very attractive man.

Yan Jun sat aside and did not speak.

Like Lin Qingyuan, he also felt a little emotional.

If it is said that Lin Qingyuan is reserved in the country and treats others with humility.

Then the appearance he presents in Paris at this moment may be his original appearance that is not suppressed.

Not surprising though.

After all, they all claim to be the king of the world, so how could they be a good boy who is always humble and low-key?

"Shit! Lin is about to get out of the car and come over, can't you fucking squeeze to the side?" The thin reporter was anxious, and squeezed hard to the inner circle, but the result was unsatisfactory, "Fxxk! Do you know Lin? ? This is related to my performance bonus for this quarter!"

"Everyone here should have the same mission as you." The tall reporter shrugged, not paying attention to him at all.

Before coming, his leader gave him a death order, and he had to take a set of high-quality photos of Lin Qingyuan before he could go back.

Therefore, he will not give up his position easily, because it is closely related to his job.

"He's right, man, you're late. I'm sorry about that, but shouldn't you bear the consequences of yourself like a gentleman?" Another reporter also stood up as a passer-by. spoke.

"Fxxk! Fuck you gentleman! I'm from America!" The skinny reporter cursed fiercely in a very unmannered manner.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him very unkindly, he quickly turned around and fled here.

He was really not afraid, he just wanted to see if he could find a slightly better shooting location in other places to complete his shooting task today, and he was really not afraid of being beaten.

And just as he was wandering around the crowd, trying to find opportunities
A sharp female voice suddenly ignited the entire Prince's Square instantly.

"Ou Maiga! It's Lin!"

"Lin is out!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"Give me a seat!"

"My God! He's so handsome!"

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!"

The long-awaited media reporters, artist fans, and passers-by watching the excitement all began to scream and boil.

That's right, as Brother Pawar said, the emperor is on the scene.

The makeup artist put a lot of effort into designing Lin Qingyuan's makeup today, which is extremely high-end, with a deep, three-dimensional and angular face, a figure comparable to that of a top international male model, and those deliberately thick and unruly eyebrows. In the eyes of this group of foreigners, Lin Qingyuan, who is the representative of the thick face family in China, would feel that this man is so amazing no matter from which angle he appreciates it.

"Holyshxx! This Asian boy is fucking handsome! How did he do all this?!"

"Lin is like this, if you know him before, you know that he has been changing the common perception of masculinity. And IMHO, journalists in our business should treat him a little bit more To understanding."

"He's right. Lin has completely changed my perception of the East. I was influenced by those SB media before, and I always thought that there were still long braids there! But when I saw it on the show last year After Lin, I realized how ridiculous the original me was.”

"Hua Guo is no longer what it was 100 years ago. Their current GDP and per capita consumption levels are all soaring. This is the main reason why Louis Vuitton and other big luxury brands are scrambling to seize the Asian market. "

"Perhaps after this show is over, it's time for me to have a comprehensive and new understanding of China."

"Leaving aside the design concepts in recent years, Louis Vuitton has at least made a very wise decision in choosing a brand spokesperson. The temperament of this spokesperson matches Louis Vuitton very well. It is definitely blue-blooded aristocratic temperament! And also It also has the youthful street feel that new designers need.”

"Lin! Look this way, look at this camera, please, just a moment! Please!"

"Lin Qingyuanxi, please just take a look! Just look at this side!"

"So can anyone tell me that the Asian model who walked past was with this Lin?"

"Kris?"

"Kris who?"

Lin Qingyuan kept a cold face expressionlessly, maintained a stern demeanor, and always maintained today's BKing style.

For a while, I took pictures with the concave shape of media reporters, and for a while, I signed autographs for fans.

"Brother Yuan, can you sign your name?"

In the environment where the languages ​​of various countries are confused, the familiar Chinese language is very clear.

"Hua people?" Lin Qingyuan walked up to the group of Chinese-speaking Asian girls.

"I'm from China, but we also have Singaporeans, Thais, neon people, South Koreans in our team, and there are people from various countries in East Asia and Southeast Asia." As soon as the excited leading girl finished speaking, the other girls behind her all chattered He hurriedly greeted Lin Qingyuan in not-so-standard jerky Chinese.

"Hello, Nihao, Nihao."

Hearing Chinese in a foreign country, a sense of intimacy arises spontaneously. Lin Qingyuan asked with a smile: "So you are all international students in Paris?"

"There are international students, and there are friends who have already joined the workforce." The girl nodded.

Hearing what she said, Lin Qingyuan noticed that several elder sisters who were obviously not young were also cheering for him in the team, so he smiled and waved to them, and the voice of cheering suddenly became louder.

The leading girl smiled brightly: "They have been learning Chinese from us all this time."

"Really? No wonder you speak Chinese so well." Lin Qingyuan gave them a thumbs up.

He didn't expect that there would be foreigners who would learn a language for his idol.

But it feels good.

Anyway, Lin Qingyuan liked it very much.

(End of this chapter)