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Chapter 217 Has the system upgraded again? [5K Long Chapter]

Although Tian Xiwei couldn't see him due to the angle, she could still sense Lin Qingsong's feelings.

"Sister Lan, do you want to come to the fashion show with me tomorrow? Vivian got me a few Ralph Lauren spots at a nearby equestrian estate, where you can ride horses."

Lin Qingsong knew that Qin Lan could ride horses, and that she was quite good at it.

"Sure." Qin Lan put down the hairdryer, walked behind Lin Qingsong, leaned down and chuckled, "But I've forgotten how to ride it, can you help me remember?"

"Sister Lan."

Tian Xiwei looked up and said with a smile, "You can ride a horse? Teach me!"

"Okay." After Qin Lan finished speaking, she raised her hand to massage Lin Qingsong's shoulders and said, "Old Lin, then you'll have to work hard tonight. After all, teaching still needs tools."

Seeing Tian Xiwei's longing for the profession of delivery rider, Lin Qingsong said in a sense of duty, "What's so hard about it? For actors, learning is a very important thing!"

midnight.

Both riders were exhausted.

Obviously, riding a horse is a very tiring thing.

Lin Qingsong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the neon lights outside, showing no signs of fatigue.

The night views of different cities are indeed different.

Hey.

I was still trying too hard.

The sky was filled with neon lights, like a torrent of car headlights.

MAN.

You've only ever seen Los Angeles at 4 a.m.

But I've seen what countless cities look like at four in the morning.

These cities are dazzling at four in the morning every day, and I stand quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window watching them.

After admiring it for a while, he went straight to the bathtub to take a bath.

Holding a coconut that the hotel had previously restocked, Lin Qingsong finally opened the system to check today's intelligence.

[Daily News 01: At 9:00 AM, Emily, editor of American Vogue, touched up her makeup in the elevator when she left room 1405 of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, and casually placed her voice recorder on the stool next to the elevator.]

1405?

VOGUE editor Emily?
Lin Qingsong didn't react for a moment.

But he quickly realized that he was number 1406, and the person next to him was number 1405.

So, the woman in the evening gown is Emily?
Isn't this a coincidence?
He was still struggling with how to get involved with the editor-in-chief of VOGUE.

If I could get in touch with Emily, then I guess I'd have a chance.

Nine o'clock.

After memorizing this time, Lin Qingsong continued reading the intelligence below.

[Daily News 02 (Pink): This afternoon, a vintage Ralph Lauren fringed shawl was left behind backstage at the Ralph Lauren Equestrian Manor show. (Price: 50,000 RMB. Can be taken back to China and sold by contacting Han Mengxue.)]

Pink.

Sure, another 50,000 yuan.

It's a bit of a shame to sell this thing.

Just like the Thierry Mugler motorcycle jacket I found at the flea market at Dong Hwa University before, I can keep it for now and bring it out again when I have the chance.

While Ralph Lauren's most famous item is the polo shirt, hailed as a wardrobe essential, its international status is actually comparable to that of Burberry.

I believe there will still be designers who would be willing to collect their shawls.

We don't know who lost it.

They probably won't come back looking for me, right?
Although Lin Qingsong had great faith in the system's power, he always felt inexplicably uneasy in this situation.

However, even after all this time, it seems that nothing has ever gone wrong in the system intelligence.

Sometimes he even suspected that many things were not abandoned by others, but were generated out of thin air by the system.

[Daily News 03 (Pink): In a corner of the warehouse at the charity auction preview held tomorrow at Club 54 on the Upper East Side, there is a roll of original 1965 Vogue page designs handwritten by Diana Vreeland, labeled "discarded decorative painting." (Price: 30,000 RMB; contact Vogue magazine for purchase.)]

Ok?
Another piece of pink-themed information.

I made the right choice coming to this fashion week.

The intelligence released over the past two days has been of considerable value.

Yesterday there was one pink and two purple.

I haven't even finished reading it yet, and two pink ones have already appeared.

But how come this is related to VOGUE?

Also, who is this Diana Vreeland? Why is she able to design the pages of Vogue?

Lin Qingsong curiously picked up his phone and checked it.

That's when I realized that I didn't know enough about the fashion industry before.

This Diana was actually the former editor-in-chief of American Vogue magazine, and was considered Wintour's predecessor as the queen of the fashion world.

wrong.

Online comments describe her as a fashion icon?

I don't know if it has anything to do with her not being good-looking, otherwise why would she be called a female demon?

But the former editor-in-chief said, "You can be ugly, but you must dress well."

Lin Qingsong quite approves of it.

This world is all about looks. If you're ugly and dress ugly too, unless you have some real talent, you're just creating difficulties for yourself.

If someone is good-looking and dresses well, the world is a simple world for them.

If someone is good-looking but doesn't dress well, the world treats them like they're in normal mode.

If someone is not good-looking but dresses well, the world is like a difficult mode for them.

If you're not good-looking, don't dress well, and have no talent or ability whatsoever.

That's it.
This world is absolutely hellish for this person.

After putting his phone away, Lin Qingsong figured that this piece of information could serve as a backup plan.

At that time, you won't need to make a special effort to get close to Wintour to gain Vogue magazine's favor.

After all, this is based on what's said online, combined with information from intelligence reports.

Princess Diana had a significant influence on VOGUE.

[Daily News 04: Fashion designer Erin Betty is currently focusing on silk and seeking silk fabric suppliers for an order of two million units.]

no? ? ?

Upon seeing this information, Lin Qingsong immediately thought of the fabric merchant Vivian had mentioned at the banquet that evening.

He had a strange feeling that the system had been upgraded a bit.

Otherwise, the information I've gathered these past two days has all been about my own thoughts and experiences, and even things I've encountered recently.

First, news related to VOGUE kept popping up, and then this news about silk appeared.

Isn't this just making myself a middleman?
However, it's not bad to make some quick money as a middleman.

I don't understand what this order volume of two million means, and what the unit of measurement is.
As he pondered, he glanced down at the ground.

It turned out that there were only four pieces of intelligence today.

But four is four.

All four pieces of information today were quite useful.

After taking a sip of coconut water, Lin Qingsong stretched comfortably, then submerged himself completely in the water, leaving only his neck and above exposed.

early morning.

seven thirty.

Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

After placing the dumbbells on the ground, Lin Qingsong looked at the somewhat crowded gym with a sense of helplessness.

This was the first time he had ever seen so many people in a hotel gym.

But thinking about it, this is quite normal.

After all, most of the hotel guests during this period were people from the fashion industry.

Leaving aside supermodels who have to maintain their figures, even fashion editors and major online influencers are not very fat.

Getting up at this time to go to the gym is probably a habit for most people.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone, took a picture in front of the mirror, and prepared to post it on his WeChat Moments.

This time it's not about showing off.

It's just for the sake of expressing my feelings.

This was the first time I'd ever seen so many people in a hotel gym.

Is this really a hotel gym, or a commercial gym?

[A selfie in front of the dumbbell rack.]

After posting on his WeChat Moments, Lin Qingsong finished his workout for the day.

In front of the elevator.

Before he could even touch the button, the elevator doors opened.

A woman with a good figure, dressed in workout clothes and with her hair tied in a high ponytail, walked out from inside.

Ok?
Isn't this Emily, the editor from VOGUE next door?

She's here to exercise too?
Only then did Lin Qingsong have time to carefully examine the fashion editor.

Ok.

She looks a bit like Collins, the American actress who played Snow White. "Hello."

To Lin Qingsong's surprise, Emily was the first to greet him, "You live next door to me, right?"

After greeting him, she looked Lin Qingsong up and down.

Then, he quickly came to a conclusion in his mind.

The most standard male model physique.

The curves are perfect, and the muscles are just the right amount.

As a fashion editor, this is considered a basic skill for her.

"Hello, yes, you're here to exercise too?" Lin Qingsong wasn't shy at all and greeted her with a smile, "My name is Lin Qingsong, I'm Chinese, what's yours?"

“Emily, an American.” After saying that, Emily laughed and said, “Lin Qingsong? Haha, my pronunciation is pretty standard, isn’t it?”

"It's really standard. Have you studied Chinese?" Lin Qingsong was genuinely curious now, since most foreigners' Chinese pronunciation is quite strange.

“I’m a student at the Confucius Institute.” After Emily finished speaking, she glanced at her watch and said apologetically, “Lin, I’m sorry, I need to hurry up and get to my workout. I also have to rush to a show later, so can we exchange contact information and talk later?”

"Of course." Lin Qingsong said, taking out his phone from his pocket. "Facebook, phone, or...?"

“TikTok.” After saying that, Emily couldn’t help but laugh and added, “Haha, I was just kidding. Let’s add Facebook. Also, I love TikTok. You Chinese are amazing!”

After exchanging contact information, Lin Qingsong looked at Emily's retreating figure and couldn't help but smile.

American girls are really interesting.

This cheerful personality is quite endearing.

After getting on the elevator, he went back to his room to take a quick shower and then went downstairs to have breakfast.

Not long after, he received news that Vivian was going to rehearse.

After a brief farewell, Lin Qingsong checked the time and realized it was almost nine o'clock. Without lingering, he went straight back to the elevator on the first floor to wait for Emily to come down.

"Wow."

The system intelligence is quite accurate.

Lin Qingsong glanced at his watch and realized it was just nine o'clock.

The elevator doors in front of us opened.

Then Emily, now dressed as a capable professional woman, appeared before him.

"Lin?" Emily, who was standing there applying lipstick, looked up and saw Lin Qingsong. She immediately exclaimed with a typical exaggerated American expression of surprise, "What a coincidence! Are you going up?"

"Yes," Lin Qingsong said with a smile, "I'll go pick up the models and take them downstairs to the rehearsal."

His words inadvertently revealed his profession.

"Are you a model agent?" Emily had indeed gleaned Lin Qingsong's profession from that question and asked curiously, "What kind of show are your models going to walk in? Also, are you going to the show today? Maybe we'll run into each other again."

"I'm leaving Givenchy, and I guess I'll only be watching Ralph Lauren's show at the equestrian estate today."

"Wow! What a coincidence!" Emily said with a big smile. "I'm also going to Ralph Lauren today, and I'm really looking forward to seeing your models at Givenchy!"

She glanced at her watch and hurriedly said, "Sorry, Lin, I have to go. After all, you know that being late is very impolite."

"OK." Lin Qingsong shrugged. "See you there, Ralph Lauren."

"See you at Ralph Lauren!" Emily said, then hurried forward.

Looking at her like this, Lin Qingsong sensed a bit of the hurried atmosphere of the workplace.

The two talked for just over a minute. Although the elevator was closed, it did not move. So Lin Qingsong pressed the elevator button, and the door was quickly opened again.

Upon entering, Lin Qingsong quickly spotted Emily's recording pen left on the stool.

Holding the recorder, he walked out while thinking that the system's intelligence-generating ability to create chance encounters was indeed quite impressive.

However, it's still not strong enough.

That would be even more impressive if you could list all the information about a person in detail.

If he could also list out women's menstrual cycles, Lin Qingsong estimated that he would truly be considered a heartthrob.

As long as you meet her during her ovulation period.

Driven by biological instinct, most girls crave male hormones at this point in their lives.

What happened next was only a matter of course.

Ok.

This wasn't something Lin Qingsong knew on his own; it was something his female doctor friend, who had previously told him that applying face masks was effective, had said.

He somehow remembers all this random, miscellaneous knowledge exceptionally well.

However, he didn't know whether it would be useful or not.

Anyway, I've never tried it.

After walking out with the recorder in hand, Lin Qingsong looked at Emily, who had already gotten into her car at the door, and couldn't help but take out his phone to send her a message.

He rushed to the door and shouted to stop Emily.

He could have done it when he was a teenager, but now that he's in his twenties, he really can't do it.

Sending a message is still simpler.

Seeing that there were still no replies in the message box, Lin Qingsong wasn't in a hurry. After walking to the door, he made another call.

The call was answered within seconds.

In the car.

Emily looked puzzled and asked into her phone, "Lin? What's wrong?"

"Emily, did you leave your voice recorder in the elevator?" Lin Qingsong asked, describing the voice recorder's appearance and brand.

"Yes! Lin! I'll turn around right now! You're such a lifesaver!" After hearing the description, Emily rummaged through her bag again before telling Lin Qingsong with a look of relief. She then quickly told the driver to turn around.

If she didn't have a voice recorder, she would have had to record with her phone when she got there.

But the effect is definitely not as good as professional equipment like a voice recorder.

The car stopped again in front of the hotel.

"Clang, clang, thump!" A series of hurried footsteps rang in Lin Qingsong's ears.

Seeing Emily practically stomping sparks from her high heels, he couldn't help but take a few steps forward, still holding the recorder.

"OMG, Lin, thank you so much!" After taking the recorder, Emily hugged Lin Qingsong and then hurriedly walked back, turning around to say, "Lin, when do you have time? I'll treat you to dinner!"

Sitting in the car, she gestured to her phone: "Let's chat on the phone!"

After seeing her off, Lin Qingsong finally felt much better and walked into the hotel.

Going from zero to one is the hardest.

The plan has been initially successful; we've made contact with a VOGUE editor. The next step is to proceed step-by-step to reach the editor-in-chief through her.

As for the autographed photo of baseball star Babe Ruth.

Lin Qingsong wondered if he had inadvertently mentioned it to Emily.

Even if she didn't know that Wintour liked this baseball star, she could still casually bring it up when she was in front of Wintour.

Hey.

Giving gifts is an art.

After returning to the room, Lin Qingsong found that Eva had already packed up. He sent messages to Tian Xiwei and Qin Lan, and then took Eva to the place where Givenchy was going to hold a big show the next day.

Today's process is different from the previous one.

Today was the official full-process rehearsal.

From the backstage makeup area, all the way to the changing rooms, waiting area, runway, and fast return corridor.

Every time point in these five locations must be perfectly controlled.

In addition, the time spent changing clothes should be strictly controlled within 45 seconds.

Previously, the rehearsals were only done outside the show venue. Now, the brand has rented the venue for tomorrow's show and has to rehearse inside the venue repeatedly.

The makeup and hair team needs to work together, the costume designers need to work together, and even the music for the show needs to be coordinated.

Overall, today's schedule is quite tight.

We arrived backstage at the fashion show.

Lin Qingsong was surprised to find that the changing room attendant assigned to Eva was actually Chinese.

"Are you here to study abroad?" he asked curiously to the two young women who were clearly only in their early twenties.

A girl with a princess-cut hairstyle smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, handsome, are you this lady's manager?"

"Hmm." After saying that, Lin Qingsong asked curiously, "Was this janitor assigned by the school? They probably don't get paid, right?"

"Yes!!!" The two girls nodded vigorously in unison: "The school arranged for us to study here."

Tsk tsk.

Knew it.

It's the same all over the world.

During Shanghai Fashion Week, he saw many female students being arranged to work for free backstage.

They called it learning, and experiencing the atmosphere of Fashion Week.

But isn't it basically just getting something for free?

However, the two girls didn't feel like they were being taken advantage of. Instead, they said happily, "Handsome, could you take a picture of us together later? It's our first time attending Fashion Week."

"Row."

Seeing the two female students dressed in black, Lin Qingsong smiled and agreed.

It's good to be young.

They felt like they got a great deal even though they were taken advantage of for free.

(End of this chapter)