Arrogant Uncle, don't be shy

The show is coming to an end, and everyone is still immersed in the shock of just now. They can't come back for a long time.

Zhang Xiaoxiao's design is not blindly dedicated to reproducing ancient Chinese costumes, but bold improvement and innovation on this basis, while retaining the most luxurious, elegant and mysterious oriental charm in the eyes of Westerners.

The accumulated experience in dealing with the international fashion circle over the years makes Zhang Xiaoxiao clearly realize that the reason why those gorgeous national costumes on the international stage come from the west is not because they do not accept the ancient costumes of the East. What's more, many designers are still persistent in pushing the original things to the world, as if they don't deserve to design Oriental fashion shows.

But the more so, the more it will give Westerners a feeling of complacency. Pure Oriental style clothes exist for Asians all their life. Western models are already nondescript. How can they be accepted by those who watch the show?

Therefore, although Zhang Xiaoxiao took the Warring States period as the theme, he made many bold improvements that surprised Cheng Tianqi. The final finished products not only bring the charm of the Warring States costumes, but also have a variety of fashion elements that are not abrupt, so that these costumes can show their charm whether they are worn on Eastern and Western models.

When the music stopped, all the models stood on the stage and applauded with the audience to welcome the designer on the stage.

Zhang Xiaoxiao bowed to everyone before taking the stage and took flowers from the model. She is now more than 1.7 meters tall. With a pair of 8 cm high heels, even standing in a group of supermodels, she will not be compared with others' height and long legs.

The spotlight hit Zhang Xiaoxiao, and the gentle halo enveloped her, making her like the only real Venus goddess on the T-stage.

Ling Chen, sitting under the stage, picked up his mobile phone at this time and "clicked" to freeze Zhang Xiaoxiao in the lens at this moment.

Su Qing, who happened to be sitting next to Ling Chen, saw this scene and said with a little envy: "the relationship between Mr. Ling and his girlfriend is really good."

"HMM." Ling Chen's eyes made a mistake and looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao on the stage, with a happy arc in the corner of his mouth.

Subsequently, Zhang Xiaoxiao and the models left the stage, and Ling Chen also left his seat and went backstage.

"Did you see it just now? They all looked silly, didn't they? "

"Naked eye 3D is so cool that I have no friends!"

"Ah!! I feel windy when I walk! "

The designers and models at Chunxiao backstage cheered and jumped on the roof to express their joy.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoxiao felt the fatigue accumulated in recent days. She held her forehead with one hand, sat down in the chair and smiled at everyone's happiness.

A glass of water was handed to Zhang Xiaoxiao. She looked up and saw Ling Chen's worried eyes.

"I'm fine. Don't worry." Zhang Xiaoxiao took a few sips of warm water and said, "uncle, I really designed a show in Bryant's white tent. It's like a dream."

Since 1993, the show of New York Fashion Week has been to build several huge white tents in Bryant Park. For Zhang Xiaoxiao, there are four other venues of fashion week, which are sacred places in her heart since she chose to study design.

Now she has just graduated and can show her design achievements on such a stage.

This makes Zhang Xiaoxiao quite dreamy and afraid of gain and loss. It's really just a dream.

The more Zhang Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more he felt he didn't show it. He couldn't help saying to Ling Chen, "uncle, pinch me?"

"Nonsense." Ling Chen took the water cup from Zhang Xiaoxiao's hand, bowed his head and kissed her on the lip. At the moment of lip division, he bit Zhang Xiaoxiao gently and full of flirting.

After taking advantage, Ling Chen stood up with a calm face, put one hand in the pocket of his suit pants, and asked Zhang Xiaoxiao with a little evil in his smile: "what, do you still think you're dreaming?"

Others backstage saw this scene. Cheng Tianqi and others were coaxed by a group of Western models who didn't understand Chinese but knew they were fed dog food.

"Hooligans!" Zhang Xiaoxiao's face suddenly turned red, as if covered with a layer of rouge.

"Well, it's just a hooligan to you."

Ling Chen wanted to pinch her face with Hongxia, but she remembered that Zhang Xiaoxiao had makeup on her face. She had to accept an interview later. She had no time to make up, so she had to take back her hand with regret.

Some people translated their dialogue to Western models and staff with the bad idea that they should not be fed dog food.

So the scene ushered in the second round of booing. I don't know who took the head. Soon, everyone wanted to start shouting the same word together.

“Kiss！”

Zhang Xiaoxiao simply didn't know what to do. He turned his attention to Ling Chen for help, but only got him one, which made Zhang Xiaoxiao want to hit him on the eyebrow. The surrounding coaxing continued. The more Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at Ling Chen's good appearance, he was depressed. Finally, he simply crossed his heart, raised his hand, hooked Ling Chen's neck, and kissed him with his eyes closed.

Ling Chen naturally won't let go of this kind of cheapness. He pulled Zhang Xiaoxiao up and stood, took her slender waist, and gave her a deep kiss that was so touching that people blushed in public.

When Ling Chen let go of Zhang Xiaoxiao, Zhang Xiaoxiao was already a little anoxic and dizzy. Her cheeks were red and she held Ling Chen's arm and lowered her head slightly.

Zhang Xiaoxiao is wearing a small dress that matches the theme of the show today. Compared with those on the models, her set has more Oriental charm. Such a coquettish appearance made everyone present look a little straight.

"All right, all right, stop it. It's time to prepare for the evening party." Zhang Xiaoxiao pushed Ling Chen and was not used to making out with him in front of so many people.

Ling Chen suddenly knelt on one knee at this time. I don't know where he changed a small box. He opened the box and a beautiful diamond ring lay quietly in the dark blue velvet, as if it were a shining star in the heavy night.

This completely unexpected plot development made Zhang Xiaoxiao stare at him in amazement and at a loss for a time.

"Xiaoxiao, will you marry me?"

Ling Chen's handsome face flushed slightly, as if she was a little nervous.

"Uncle... You..." Zhang Xiaoxiao covered his mouth with one hand and his eyes turned red.

Ling Chen's expression was so gentle that he was addicted. He repeated it again.

"Marry me, will you?"

Zhang Xiaoxiao nodded with tears in his eyes.

The cheers all over the hall suddenly rose, which almost outweighed the wave of sound just made by everyone for the smooth success of the show.