Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 783 Xiangyang was shocked. My wife is born in the Year of the Rabbit? !

It took almost the entire night.

After getting off the plane, Xiangyang had almost no time to rest.

Karl Lagerfeld came to China to participate in the filming of a movie starring Liu Xixi. After brewing overnight, this topic has overshadowed the hottest movie "Bullet".

All major media outlets and online portals sent reporters to stake out the airport gate.

As soon as Han Sanping and others appeared, they pounced on them.

"Mr. Han, would you like to invite Mr. Karl Lagerfeld to watch the movie "Bullet"?"

"Mr. Han, may I ask how Mr. Karl Lagerfeld's specific shots are arranged? Will he have in-depth interactions with the leading actors?"

"Mr. Han."

People feel refreshed when good things happen to them, and Han Sanping is no exception in this regard.

Some time ago, affected by the Dongzhan incident, the domestic entertainment industry was in turmoil.

A number of films from Hong Kong and Taiwan were taken off the shelves and banned, and a number of films that were originally planned to be introduced were all stopped.

However, it caused many people who already looked down on the mainland film and television industry to speak out.

They say that domestic films have since gone into decline, and that cinemas will only be filled with all kinds of crappy films that insult the IQ of moviegoers and audiences.

Some people even boast that the future film market will only have mainstream movies, and that the box office appeal of inland actors is simply not enough to support this huge market.

But now it has been proved that even though "Zhao" and "Laughing" failed to stand out among Hollywood blockbusters, excellent movies like "Bullet" are still popular in the market.

Unlike in the past when Hong Kong stars took the lead, mainland actors began to take up a large portion of the film's length.

This is especially true of Ge's three films during the Lunar New Year holiday.

"If there is time, yes." Han Sanping, who was surrounded in the middle, laughed heartily.

As for whether Karl Lagerfeld has the time.

We'll have to wait until we meet in person.

"As long as Xiangyang is willing to ask, he should give him this face." Han Sanping thought to himself.

"Mr. Han, can you introduce Huaying's next work to us?" A reporter immediately seized the opportunity and asked.

"Next."

Han Sanping looked at the reporter with admiration.

"My Altay" and "Bloody Battle of Wenshankou" are Huaying's next real big projects. With publicity when the focus is all on themselves, they will naturally attract more attention.

So he began to talk.

On the plane, Karl Lagerfeld's assistant contacted Gaultier and came to report before the plane landed that the latter had arrived at the airport in Beijing.

"I didn't expect that he would be faster than us." Karl Lagerfeld, who had been working almost all night, couldn't help but smile.

Xiangyang, who was sitting in his seat with his eyes closed, raised his eyelids.

He originally thought that the two of them would come to the capital together, but who knew what his former boss Gauthier would think.

You have to take a commercial airliner yourself.

Could it be that he knew that Karl Lagerfeld, a workaholic, did not rest on the plane, but was too embarrassed to go into the room and sleep?

wipe!
Why didn't you say anything?

Thinking back to the last time he and Karl Lagerfeld went to Italy, they took a private jet arranged by Hermès for him. The old guy might have been deliberately restrained.

But this time when he took his own plane, his true colors were revealed, and Xiangyang was speechless.

Got cheated again.

"Boss, you should take a rest. We will land in about 20 minutes." Bi Shafer, who was sitting next to Xiangyang, expressed his concern.

She slept soundly last night.

Little John and Little Anzi also had a good rest.

This further confirmed Xiangyang's judgment.

He was the only one who was cheated.

After silently closing his eyes, Xiangyang began to feel dazed, but just as he was about to fall asleep, the plane landed.
"Xiang, how did you gain from this flight?" Gautier, who had arrived at the arrival area with the staff waiting for Xiangyang and others, raised his eyebrows mischievously as soon as he saw them.

"Achieve a lot."

Xiangyang pursed his lips and said, "I'm tired too."

"Haha, I forgot to remind you, but you will get used to it." Gaultier laughed.

"Next time, no matter what he says, I won't fly with him." Xiangyang complained in a low voice. He didn't even have an excuse to run away on the plane, so he could only accompany him obediently.

What if the old man gets angry and asks the cabin crew to open the cabin door and kick him down to get some cool air?
Xiangyang, who enjoys life happily, doesn't mind others who are more keen on standing next to Karl Lagerfeld and receiving others' worship.

"Wait, I have something to show you." Karl Lagerfeld was already standing behind the two of them.

He was still wearing the same Givenchy suit that he wore wherever he went, and paired with sunglasses, his expression of not liking anyone was clearly written on his face.

"Let's go. I heard from the staff that there are a lot of reporters outside." Gauthier smiled.

When Xiangyang heard that the place was full of reporters, he became even more nervous and quickly asked Bi Shafer to take his sunglasses out of his bag and put them on.

If reporters took a photo of him with red eyes, who knows how he would fabricate the story.

"Here, help me hold him." After handing the child directly to Xiangyang, little John also took out a pair of sunglasses from his arms.

You all try to be cool, right?
I have it too.

"Hehehe~" Little Anzi saw that there was something on the adults' faces. His eyes sparkled and he reached out to grab it out of curiosity.

"Here you go, you annoying little guy." Xiangyang didn't expect him to be so greedy. Fearing that he would get angry, he quickly took off his sunglasses and put them on the little guy's face.

For babies who are not even one year old yet, adult sunglasses are obviously much larger.

For a moment, the only thing left on JoJo's round face was the pacifier.

The entire area above the nose was almost covered by the sunglasses.

"Hehehe~" The little guy seemed very satisfied and laughed out loud again.

"Boss, what about you?" asked Bi Shafer. Seeing the child's little claws holding so tightly, she knew it would not be easy to take it off again.

"Why don't you just go and buy one for me?" Xiangyang looked around.

There are quite a few duty-free shops in the arrival hall, and there is no shortage of things like sunglasses.

It was just an emergency, Xiangyang would not be picky about brands. "No, I have plenty on the plane." Karl Lagerfeld stopped Bi Schaeffer who had already taken a step, and signaled his assistant to quickly get a pair of sunglasses.

After a while, when everyone came out, Han Sanping was left behind by the reporters before he had time to greet Xiangyang, Carl, Gauthier and others.

Seeing this enthusiastic attitude, Xiangyang quickly pressed Xiao Anzi into his arms, fearing that he would be frightened.

But the little guy's posture of trying hard to hide in his arms also showed that
Are you worthy of being called "An Lushan"?
"Everyone, please maintain order."

"Don't crowd." The security personnel in charge of the scene hurried to stop them, but they could stop the people but not the cameras in their hands.

After a series of photos, Han Sanping came out from the crowded crowd accompanied by staff and came to Xiangyang's side.

There was no need to say hello, his mind was only thinking about how to get Xiangyang and the others away quickly.

There are too many reporters.
This is also normal.

Although famous designers are not stars, their influence is far greater than that of stars, just take Xiang Yang, Karl Lagerfeld and Old Boy as examples.

Not to mention that domestic stars can't match their influence, even Hollywood superstars who have countless fans around the world can't compare to them.

In front of brands, celebrities are often just tools.

Designers of their level are the ones who steer the brand forward.

Not to mention, among these three people, one is a well-known fashion emperor, one is a well-known designer, and the other one also has the advantage of being the host.

"shoot!"

“Shoot as hard as you can!”

The reporter kept moving his hands, and Han Sanping was a little worried. "Our car is ready. Please follow me."

Arrange for them to be interviewed?

How to arrange?
The temporarily opened arrival exit was surrounded by a throng of media.

"Okay, please lead the way, Mr. Han." Xiang Yang responded quickly. Without caring whether the Old Buddha and the Old Boy were willing or not, he quickly followed Han Sanping.

He acted like "This is my place, you listen to me."

In response, the old Buddha and the old naughty boy looked at each other, the former still had a stern face, while the latter smiled slightly.

But the two of them moved in unison and with the help of the staff, they kept up with Xiangyang's footsteps.

Behind them, Little John waved enthusiastically to the reporters, as a response to their hospitality.

He is different from the previous ones.

These three people like to show off in front of the public, and he really wants the reporters to give him more shots.

"Mr. Jean, look here."

"Mr. Rang, can you accept the interview?"

"Mr. Jean"

As for the media, except for a large number who continued to follow Xiang Yang and others and take pictures, there were actually a few who gave little John enough face.

Some shouted in Chinese, some shouted in English.

Amid the noise, he actually understood what was said and responded in Chinese in a very casual manner: "I will definitely accept your interview when I have the chance."

Really?

Don't underestimate Little John's big promise.

But many reporters smiled with joy.

However, several staff members around Little John couldn't help but frowned, "You are a foreigner who can speak Chinese, can you please walk faster?"
"It seems that you are quite welcome here." The old man walking in front of Xiangyang noticed this scene when he turned around and whispered to Xiangyang.

"Him?" Xiangyang nodded.

Little John is certainly popular with the reporters here.

If I were in his position, I would do better.

The ass decides the head.

In this situation, it is impossible for him to stop and interact with the media.

Neither would Karl Lagerfeld or Gaultier.

Because the nature of their work determines that they need to maintain a certain professional image and mystery to maintain their authority and professionalism in the industry.

Even if a magazine closely related to fashion makes an interview request, I have to think twice before responding.

This kind of itinerary requires facing a complex media group. How can we respond casually to various questions that are heard but are of little value when listened carefully?

However, after entering the elevator and before the door closed, Xiangyang, holding JoJo, waved to the reporters waiting outside the door, and pointed at the child in his arms.

As expected, this set of shots appeared in the news coverage of the day.

As expected, Liu Qianqian saw the relevant reports.

She entered the house and came to the bedroom. She woke Xiangyang up in the dark room to eat and then go back to sleep. She asked angrily:
"Is it comfortable to hold someone else's son?"

"No way, come to my arms quickly, I'm so tired from working all day." Xiangyang rubbed his eyes and asked in a daze:

"What time is it? Why did you just come back?"

"what time is it?"

Liu Qianqian frowned. She knew that after Xiangyang came to the capital, he accompanied the Old Buddha and the Old Boy to stay in the courtyard house arranged by Han Sanping.

Besides, she knew they had a good dinner.

But as she was busy filming, she really had no time to ask about Xiangyang's work all day long.

mainly.
"I heard that you used me as a template to plan a cartoon?" Liu Qianqian asked softly, reaching out to help Xiangyang tidy up his messy hair.

"How is that possible? You just listened to Little John's nonsense. Where did you meet him?"

Enjoying Liu Qianqian's smooth fingertips brushing across his face, Xiangyang felt that there was no need to get up and it would be better to lie down for a while.

"Not me?" Liu Qianqian was surprised. Xiangyang's answer was completely different from what little John had described so vividly.

"How could it be you, the rabbit?"

“I am born in the Year of the Rabbit!”

"Ouch, honey, it hurts, let go of my ear"

(End of this chapter)