I'm in the modeling circle

Chapter 229 Fashion Week ([-])
After Mu Sheng walked to the fixed point, before he turned sideways, he stretched out two hands to take off the crown on his head and put it on, with a solemn and solemn face.

Without the crown, Mu Sheng still maintained her elegance and nobility, her eyes were still a bit arrogant, she quickly turned sideways, and shook her head chicly, the hair that was originally coiled behind her head also fell down, soft and smooth His hair swayed handsomely in the air, leaving a crisp back view for the audience.

The audience below couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice, "Oh my god, this is too handsome!"

This way of handling not only did not affect the fashion show, but added a lot of highlights.

It's not that no models have encountered such accidents before, but they deal with them in different ways, some fall on the ground and skip over them, and some take off jewelry that is about to fall off, but Mu Sheng's handling methods are so many The brighter ones.

Mrs. Taylor, who had been watching the screen in the background, watched this scene with a satisfied smile on her lips, "This kid, he handled it well!"

After Mu Sheng stepped off the stage, the stylist just stepped forward quickly, "It's fortunate that you handled it well, otherwise something really happened!"

There is still a bit of fear on the face. You must know that the crown is different from those earrings and jewelry. If you take it off casually, no one will notice it, but the crown has been worn on Mu Sheng's head. As long as it falls off, it will affect the quality of the show. .

"Just be more careful next time." Mu Sheng's face was a little serious, and his voice was a little cold.

If it wasn't for her quick response just now, if she was replaced by a new model with inexperience or poor adaptability, maybe this show would be different.

Moreover, the crown was not buckled firmly, and such low-level mistakes would occur. Mu Sheng could only think that either the stylist was too careless, or the stylist did it on purpose.

Mu Sheng stared at the stylist in front of her and carefully observed her expression, but she couldn't see anything wrong.

"You did a good job just now!" The voice was a little arrogant.

Mu Sheng turned her head, and it turned out that the person who spoke just now was Barbara, "Thank you, but it's better if you don't speak so arrogantly." After finishing speaking, before Barbara could respond, she turned towards Mrs. Taylor go.

"Really?" Barbara looked at Mu Sheng's back, smiled, glanced at the stylist next to her, and turned her head to go on stage.

ZR's fashion show was like a feast of luxury dresses. Mrs. Taylor's design and gorgeous materials feasted the eyes of many female audiences, and the curtain came to an end with all the applause.

After watching Mu Sheng's curtain call, Lin Zixuan walked out of the gate with the flow of people, and before he had time to say goodbye to Mu Sheng, he hurried to Alice Garden. This afternoon is the fashion show of the JERR LIN brand.

Many fashionistas have arrived at the scene early. Although there are still 20 minutes before the opening show, everyone looks very excited and looks towards the stage from time to time.

Susan was still sitting firmly in the first row, next to her good friend Kasev, who was wearing a decent dark blue suit and had neatly combed hair, but the amount of hair seemed to be less than the last time I saw him.

The two were talking in a low voice when Susan heard a familiar voice.

"Sister Su, we meet again."

Looking up, sure enough, it was Lan Xu again!Susan felt a little helpless.

"Sister Su, they didn't prepare a sofa this time." Lan Xu sat on a simple white chair with a strong sense of design. The sides were slightly curved and stood on the ground. The shape of the chair was like a flat oval.

"Take a good look at the show, don't talk nonsense." Susan really didn't understand how Yang Rong educated artists.

If Yang Rong was present, it would probably be a headache. What can he do if his own artist refuses to change after repeated admonitions!
At this time, the lights of the show were dimmed, and it gradually became dark. People were a little surprised, and they didn't wait for the light for a long time, so they couldn't help talking in low voices.

At this time, a person found something and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my God!"

The oval-shaped chairs that the guests watching the show are sitting on are emitting a faint light at this time, blue like the deep sea, pink like a girl’s heart, and green like green leaves. The chairs are in the show. The field, like a fantasy scene in a sci-fi film, symbolizes technology and brings a bit of fantasy.

At this time, the background music sounded, and a model quickly appeared on the catwalk. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, a pair of simple black pencil pants on his lower body, and a pair of casual sneakers on his feet.

If this is the case, many people will definitely be disappointed, but when they look at the bag in the model's hand, their expressions are different instantly. It is a bag with a simple and elegant design, but its material is different. Choose transparent PVC material!
The audience below can clearly see a book, black headphones, and a bag of potato chips in the bag. It looks fashionable and interesting, like a big boy going to the park for a stroll.

Soon the second model came on the stage. This time, the thin transparent PVC jacket on him instantly attracted the attention of many fashionistas below. Even though the brown checked long trench coat was worn under the PVC jacket, it was still worn The audience can see clearly, and the PVC coat and windbreaker highlight a sense of future fashion and science fiction.

Not only that, a few models behind came on stage, with red PVC tops and transparent PVC socks. Many people praised in a low voice, "I didn't expect PVC to be able to play like this! The designer of JERR LIN is simply amazing. We have a different surprise!"

Backstage, seeing the models leaving the stage one after another, Zhang Qing began to organize the staff to pack up and prepare to leave the venue. Lin Zixuan was sorting out his design drawings and unused clothes.

"Hello, are you the designer of JERR LIN?" A female voice came from beside him, "I am a new designer from Huaxia, and my name is Lou Yiren."

Lou Yiren was wearing a handsome suit, standing next to the man, and looked at him with a smile on his face. However, he hadn't waited for a long time to reply, and his smile couldn't help but froze. Looking at the delicate side face in front of him, he was slapped by him just now when he entered the door. attracts attention.

In addition to the models and stylists in the background, there are also the staff of the brand. Lou Yiren thought that this was JERR LIN's fashion show, and subconsciously thought that this man with such outstanding temperament must be the designer of JERR LIN.

Lou Yiren was a little unwilling to give up, and smiled sweetly at Lin Zixuan, "By the way, I don't know if you have heard of the brand JACK LOU. Wait a minute for JACK LOU's fashion show, if possible."

"I'm not a designer." The man still lowered his head to organize things without raising his head.

Lou Yiren paused, a little surprised, "Ah? Isn't you the designer of JERR LIN?"

"That." Lin Zixuan pointed back, Lou Yiren followed the direction of the finger, saw Zhang Qing who was directing the staff, and was stunned, it was that, it seemed that he made a mistake, but he glanced at the man in front of him, It's a pity in my heart, if it's this person, maybe it's more topical.

Afterwards, Lou Yiren didn't continue talking to Lin Zixuan, and walked towards Zhang Qing. He didn't know what he said to Zhang Qing, and the two quickly took a group photo.

　small theater:

　　Reader A: Baby, you broke it yesterday, hehe, do you want to lose us little cuties?

　　Xiaoya: No!I did not do it on purpose!

　　Reader B: How deep is it, I want to read below! !
　　Xiaoya: Can I say that "deep" is a misunderstanding (rubbing hands), I accidentally typed an extra word.

　　Reader C: Little boy, you want to be beaten up!

　　Xiaoya: I don’t want to, I don’t want to!

　　PS: Yesterday, Xiaoya, originally, originally, I didn’t want to break the ecstasy, but I saw that the number of words was enough, huh, let’s stop here~
　　
　
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