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Chapter 510 Please use English to state

Half an hour later, Von Nuoman, who had arranged all the work, turned around and found that the little assistant behind him had disappeared at some point.

Feng Nuoman would let her listen carefully to him, not only to let Jiang Xiaonuan learn these experiences, but also to practice her English.

Language is Jiang Xiaonuan's biggest obstacle now, and she must overcome it as soon as possible.

Walking around the scene, but did not find Jiang Xiaonuan, Feng Nuoman was a little anxious.

Before Shen Lingye left, she had told her that she must take good care of Jiang Xiaonuan. If she lost it, according to that Mr. Shen's temper...it would be troublesome.

Von Nuoman walked to the entrance of the venue and was about to ask the staff to find someone when he saw a person standing at the entrance of the venue opposite.

The important brand launches of Milan Fashion Week are usually held in the evening. The press conferences held during this time period are basically small brands that are not well-known and green for the fashion week.

However, it was such a press conference that was supposed to be unattractive, but it attracted all of Jiang Xiaonuan's five senses.

Jiang Xiaonuan was still holding von Nuoman's briefcase in his hand, leaning against the doorpost of the venue's gate, his expression almost concentrated.

Her beautiful eyes stared fixedly at the runway inside, hungrily, even greedily.

At that moment, von Nuoman saw on Jiang Xiaonuan's face the expression he had seen at the private party in J City.

It was the excitement and enthusiasm for this industry, a strong thirst for knowledge in his beloved design field that he had once had when he was young.

What was it that made this little girl sweep away her three-month slump and sparked her love for design again?
Feng Nuoman was a little curious for a moment, so he quietly walked behind Jiang Xiaonuan and looked into the venue.

It was a spring show for a start-up menswear brand.

"Good work."

After looking at five or six models, Von Neumann spoke.

Jiang Xiaonuan was startled, turned around and saw that it was Feng Nuoman, and then remembered that she seemed to have neglected her duty in front of the teacher.

The excitement and excitement in her eyes subsided a little, and she stuck out her tongue at him, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I was so engrossed in watching that I forgot the task you assigned."

Von Neumann didn't accuse her, just smiled at her, and then took him out of the venue and got into a taxi.

"What do you think of the design of that spring suit?" Von Nuoman asked casually in the car.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaonuan hurriedly said, "I think—"

"State it in English." von Neumann interrupted her.

Jiang Xiaonuan said twice, and said intermittently: "Actually, I don't think it's very good. The main elements of the designer are punk style and bright yellow and green tones, but——I think he can be bolder in the use of colors. Europe The white skin tone of the model can control more brighter colors."

Jiang Xiaonuan's evaluation was so accurate that it even surprised Feng Nuoman.

In the past three months, Von Nuoman has inspected Jiang Xiaonuan's professional level. She has good talent and solid basic skills, but she is not outstanding, and her sensitivity to colors does not seem to be so high. .

Then why this time, she saw the problem with this new outfit at a glance?
Something flashed through Von Norman's mind. He dug out the brochure for this fashion week's press conference. After flipping through two pages, he asked the taxi driver to turn around and went to another press conference.

Jiang Xiaonuan asked: "Didn't the itinerary say that we will confirm the clothes for the exhibition next?"

Von Neumann looked at her with a smile, "No, we are going to do something more important now."

(End of this chapter)