Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 969 Shut your mouth!
the next day.

The show officially kicked off.

Jiang Mumu, who was sent by Vugue to cover the fashion show, arrived at the hotel restaurant early for dinner.

This time, she had no chance to use her position to get close to Liu Qianqian.

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just that I’m extremely busy.

Similar to the reaction of the local French media, domestic colleagues in the fashion industry were also shocked by the turmoil before the big show in March 2011.

Not to mention that all the press releases written in advance were invalidated.

As hot topics emerge one after another, we must seize the opportunity to grab the first-hand reports.

To be honest, the box office competition for this year's Spring Festival movies in China is nothing compared to the popularity of this fashion show.

What was unexpected was that just before the opening, Bona Film Group also revealed the latest information.

"Mu Mu, is the movie that Bona mentioned this time specially made for Liu Xixi?" Zhang Yu, editor-in-chief of the Chinese edition of Vogue, who was eating breakfast at his seat, saw Jiang Mu Mu coming over, put down his phone and asked.

"Probably not."

Jiang Mumu doesn't think so.

"Any inside information?"

"No no."

Putting down the plate full of food, Jiang Mumu waved his hand.

As soon as she finished speaking, both her and Zhang Yu's cell phones made a "ding ding" sound at the same time.

In the past, people who heard this sound would generally regard it as a text message or message, but after a few days of testing the hotspot push notifications on INS,
As a professional fashion editor, Zhang Yu at least quickly got used to the INS push of yesterday's hot news at 8 o'clock every morning.

The reason why it happened so quickly is also related to her profession.

In 2011, the routine operation of both portal websites and other information websites was to capture hot news events, and then the editors would decide where and how to display the news on the website to the public.

In other words, what netizens see depends on the editor's choice.

This is very similar to the process of print media.

But INS is completely the opposite.

Not all of the hotspots it pushes to each user are the same.

What kind of information you receive depends mainly on the attention of the registered user list.

Like the two people in front of us now, the push notifications they received included some popular fashion-related content that they had seen yesterday, and the latest ones were some fashion show or hotel photos released by fashion media this morning, or breakfast photos posted by celebrities in Paris on INS.

Therefore, this kind of push is completely incomparable with that of later generations.

However, the advantages of mobile apps have been brought to the extreme by this small change of INS.

During the fashion show, most of the people in the luxury hotel in Paris were engaged in fashion-related work.

Seeing that in addition to his immediate boss, there were also many foreign colleagues who were eating breakfast and swiping their phones on the screen, Jiang Mumu was a little dazed, "Aren't there many banana people in China who say that foreigners don't use their phones?"

"Mu Mu, look, Xiang Yang also updated his Instagram." Zhang Yu, who happened to see the photo of Xiang Yang hugging Liu Qianqian and walking the dog last night, kindly reminded him.

That's right.

Xiangyang said he would take a picture, and he really took it.

"Strange, why does he start posting these so frequently?" After taking a look, Jiang Mumu, who was rarely not drooling at Liu Qianqian, expressed his doubts.

As far as I can remember, Xiangyang didn’t even update his Weibo before.

Apart from the media, the only photos that can be seen of him are those taken privately by others or in Liu Qianqian's photos.

Either they show affection or they spread dog food.

Now, he’s not pretending anymore, is he?

"Mumu, you should pay more attention to your job." Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Didn't you notice that in addition to Instagram being the focus of attention, all the celebrities and models who came to participate in the show posted Vlogs on their own accounts on YouTube?"

"I noticed that."

Jiang Mumu nodded quickly.

Not to mention, she watched a lot of Vlogs in her room last night in order to finish the work at hand.

Now, just hearing the term Vlog makes her want to vomit.

When she first collaborated with Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian to shoot a Vlog, she heard Xiang Yang say that although these same old videos would become popular, they would cause aesthetic fatigue after watching them too many times.

Unless there are two unique points.

Now to sum up, it is really
Especially those Vlogs that only learn the basics. Not to mention having any sense of fashion in the camera, they are completely meaningless except for showing off wealth.

"Editor, I think we can write an analysis of fashion vlogs, what do you think?"

"Well," Zhang Yu glanced at Jiang Mumu, who didn't object. "Then you give it a try. I'll help you review it after you write an outline. But don't delay your main work."

"Don't worry, Editor-in-Chief."

Seeing Zhang Yu readily agreed, Jiang Mumu promised with a smile.

Hehe ~
I'll send a message to Zhao Xin later to ask Liu Xixi if she has any plans to shoot a Fashion Week Vlog.

On the other hand, after breakfast, Zhao Xin checked all the materials and clothes he needed to bring today. He was a little confused at the moment. It was not because Liu Qianqian was going to attend the shows and activities of multiple clothing brands under the Richemont Group during this fashion week.

Instead, Liu Qianqian asked her to buy calligraphy for no reason.
Come on, what are you two playing at?
"Zhao Xin, please remember this phone number and go with her to pick up Mr. Ding when the time comes."

Not sure whether he had given Zhao Xin Annabella's contact information, Xiang Yang, with a tired look on his face, snatched an animal card from his second daughter's hand and wrote a set of numbers on it.

As he spoke, Zhiyin, who was sitting on the carpet and playing with her sister, opened her little mouth and looked at the 'bad guy' with wet eyes.

Xiangyang doesn't mind his daughter's loud voice at all.

After handing the card to Zhao Xin, he leaned over and hugged the distressed Zhiyin in his arms, touched his daughter's forehead with his forehead and joked: "Why are you so stingy~ You can't even bear to give a card to Dad~"

"Okay, stop bullying her." Liu Qianqian, who had already changed her clothes, glared at Xiangyang in reproach. She was not idle last night and had to make some noise in the morning.

"How could I bully her?" Xiangyang said, shaking the girl in his arms again.

Children grow up so fast.

Not only did the hair grow longer, but the weight also became heavier.

Xiangyang, whose spirit was not affected at all by last night, was still confronting Liu Qianqian from a distance. He accidentally didn't notice that Zhiyin, who had stopped crying, rubbed his nose with her little hand and then scratched his clothes.

By the time they discovered it, it was already too late.

"My dear daughter, you don't rub your snot on Daddy's clothes."

"Cuckoo~"

"Dad doesn't want to eat! Woo."

"Cuckoo~"

This laugh came from Mu Xin who was still sitting on the carpet. Seeing her sister put her little hands tightly on the big bad guy's mouth, she laughed happily and waved her arms.

If I were not young, I would not know how to applaud.

He looked so excited that his little hands must have turned red from clapping before he stopped.

Xiangyang, who had just moved his face away, saw this scene clearly.

It’s strange that the eldest daughter holds a grudge and the younger daughter is stingy.

This TM
I'll have to put up a sign at my doorstep in the future.

"Hahaha~" Liu Qianqian, who was stunned by the scene, couldn't help laughing out loud, while Zhao Xin's face turned red. It was rare to see Xiangyang being embarrassed in front of a child.

Xiangyang felt a little embarrassed when being stared at, and hurriedly said, "Wife, please help take care of her."

"Hehe~"

Liu Qianqian was just busy laughing.

Little Cotton Jacket is really sensible, he knows how to help mom clean up dad~
"Come on, Zhiyin, come here." Fortunately, Liu Xiaoli, who came down from the second floor, appeared in time to help Xiangyang who was in trouble.

"It makes you laugh so happily."

Xiangyang, who had just let go of Zhiyin, leaned over and picked up Muxin, who was lying on the ground giggling.

He originally wanted to bully Liu Qianqian.

But seeing that she was already dressed neatly and waiting for the brand to arrive, I couldn’t bear to do so.

"Oh, it's dirty." Seeing him rubbing Mu Xin's smooth face without any scruples, Liu Qianqian slapped Xiang Yang's arm in angrily.

"Wow, you actually dislike your daughter!"

After being hit, Xiang Yang started teasing Liu Qianqian, "Xin Xin, did you hear that? Your mother dislikes your sister."

"Don't sow discord!"

Liu Qianqian couldn't wait to do it again.

Just as the noise was going on, two clear horn sounds were heard outside the gate.

"." Xiangyang frowned as soon as he heard it. He was very familiar with this voice.

"Come, come into your mother's arms." Taking advantage of the moment when Xiangyang was distracted, Liu Qianqian opened her arms and saved Mu Xin from the sea of ​​suffering.

Seeing the wetness on her daughter's face, Liu Qianqian pouted.

She didn't need to say anything, as Zhao Xin, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, had already handed her a tissue.

Mu Xin didn't mind at all that her face was stained with her sister's snot. She leaned her head on her mother's shoulder and opened her bright eyes, curiously looking at the car driving in through the window.

A gray Maserati Quattroporte skillfully drove around the swimming pool and stopped at the door of the villa.

As soon as Laura came down from the back seat carrying little JoJo, Mu Xin's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands excitedly.

She seemed to welcome the arrival of her companions.

The same is true for the soulmate in Liu Xiaoli's arms.

Seeing that they were happier to see little JoJo than themselves, Xiangyang snorted disdainfully and thought, out of sight, out of mind. I went to change my clothes.

"Liu~"

Little John came down from the driver's seat and greeted the people in the room.

"To others?"

"Him." Liu Qianqian pointed upstairs. Before she could share the funny thing that had just happened, Mu Xin in her arms had already started to babble and wanted to play with little JoJo.

Seeing this, Liu Qianqian had no choice but to hold her closer to little JoJo.

The friendship of babies is also true
"Change clothes? We're almost leaving, and he's just started changing clothes." Little John muttered after looking at his watch. Thinking that waiting was no different, he simply started chatting with Liu Qianqian, "Liu, you'd better pay attention to the Hermès show tomorrow."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Liu Qianqian glanced at Little John in confusion.

Little John didn't react to her look and blurted out, "Didn't I tell you?"

"He asked me to help receive Mr. Ding tomorrow."

"That's it"

Hearing this, Little John glanced at Laura.

What did the two of them talk about on the way before coming? He said that his friend would definitely protect Liu Qianqian well. Since he couldn't accompany her in person, Xiangyang had already made arrangements.

It was obviously a good decision to let Mr. Ding from FILA and Anta accompany Liu Xixi to attend the Hermès and HYS shows.

You know, media reporters certainly put the hot spots in Paris first.

But other fashion hotspots will not be missed.

For example, Asma and Ronaldo's girlfriend Irina have frequently appeared in media reports in recent days.

Of course, the layout of the former and the latter are completely different.

"If you ask me, you should be interviewed by French Vogue." Laura said while holding little JoJo who was interacting with Mu Xin.

She stated frankly that she was not impressed by the highly regarded Ms. Asma.

However, she would not show this attitude outside.

But this is not the case in Xiangyang's home.

"I can't compare with her." Liu Qianqian pursed her lips slightly. She really hadn't thought about this topic, and considering the other party's identity
In fact, she suddenly understood why Xiang Yang asked her to help receive Ding Zhong, but she was not thinking about that at all.

Instead, he looked towards the second floor.

Xiangyang, who had already taken out a clean coat from the closet, just walked down from the second floor.

Why are you looking at me like that?
"You guys should leave quickly~" Liu Qianqian couldn't help but let out a smile. Although she urged them with her mouth, her eyes showed a little reluctance.

Don't say you don't want to be compared to Asuma.

She has no interest in even competing with Cristiano Ronaldo's girlfriend.

As for why she also knew what Irina did after arriving in Paris, Liu Qianqian smiled and said that she was not a stingy person.

You have to keep an eye on a female model who either talks about her boyfriend or talks about how she was invited to attend Paris Fashion Week when facing the media.

However, Liu Qianqian said she could understand Irina's behavior.

Everyone wants to seize the opportunity to get media coverage among so many stars.

"Then we'll go first." Xiangyang walked down the stairs, put on his coat, and came to Liu Qianqian. He didn't mind the presence of outsiders at all and wanted to say goodbye.

But when Xiang Yang saw Mu Xin looking at him warily, he swallowed.

What?

Do you think daddy wants to kiss you?
She is young but quite vain.

Can you compare with your mother?

You little bastard, if you try to grab my daughter again, I’ll chop off your claws!

"Come, JoJo. Today, your godfather will take you to see the world." Xiangyang, determined to go all out, snatched little JoJo, who wanted to play with Mu Xin, from Laura's arms.

"Woo" Little JoJo, who didn't react in time, was about to lower her mouth when Xiangyang pinched her face.

Want to cry?

You want to ask me if I should give you a chance.

"Then leave him alone, I'm not free."

Little John didn't mind when he heard Xiangyang suddenly showed interest in taking little JoJo to the show.

On the contrary, he saw it as a good thing.

Xiangyang appeared at the show holding a baby, which would undoubtedly steal all the spotlights in the show. Little JoJo might even become the darling of the fashion industry.

Wouldn't that
(End of this chapter)