Volume 601 The Show Starts, Crushing the Audience! Add Another One for the Lord

The little assistants around looked at Qin Guan who had entered the dressing room with adoring eyes. Only Sister Xue, who was waiting outside the door, knew what was going on with her model.

The child's makeup artist needs an hour on someone else's face, but only ten minutes of simple touch-ups on this naturally carved face.

That's why he was able to be so calm and unhurried, smiling and looking calm.

When Qin Guan walked out of the dressing room at the fastest speed, the atmosphere around him seemed to have stopped in time, forming a space composed of inexplicable slow motion.

Every staff member who passed by him slowed down, and unconsciously treated the person in front of him with the most serious state. Consciously want to leave a good impression in the eyes of the other party.

As Qin Guan's official manager, Sister Xue subconsciously took a look at Qin Guan's outfit. Is it true that Milan is the spring of the retro style? This year's Armani Haute Couture autumn and winter models directly brought the shocking aristocratic style to the extreme.

The soft tweed gentleman hat with a narrow brim, the dark blue color is the favorite of the old and elegant gentlemen, and the grayish white shirt sets off the strictest black buttons to make it more regular.

Get rid of the traditional three-piece vest, but because of the black and blue color of the same color as the hat, it adds a touch of solemnity to the jacket and suit.

In addition, four double-row buttons are distributed on the left and right sides of the suit, and they are attached to the straight of the suit, which belong to the waistcoat.

The black and blue trousers are slightly bulky, different from the slender design that Qin Guan used to fit close to. The distance between the trouser legs and the shoes is obviously shortened by two fingers, which inexplicably adds to this most serious suit. A yuppie breeze.

And the following soft soles and soft surfaces, pure black calfskin shoes with a slightly raised front end, directly activated a whole set of slightly rigid designs.

Everything is elegant and everything is exquisite.

Qin Guan simply stood there like this, but people couldn't help but pay attention to him. Whether it was his body or his clothes, they all complemented each other like this, as if they were a whole.

The surrounding big-name models came out of their respective dressing rooms one after another, and more and more people gathered in the backstage waiting area waiting to appear.

And the model industry was born for comparison, as their most consistent executives, how can they not compare themselves with others in their hearts?

All kinds of complicated gazes behind him are patrolling back and forth in this small venue. As a team of male models gradually lined up in their line, Qin Guan, who has been standing in front of him, is like a pinnacle of Dinghai. Nothing moved there.

Not pleased, not to have compassion.

It's no wonder that others can become the darlings of major fashion brands in just one year. It's because of this kindness that she is the only one among all the models.

Coupled with the consistent design style of Armani Haute Couture that can be worn by normal people, in the design style of dancing demons behind him, it is like a clear stream, nourishing everyone's heart.

The control assistant on the side didn't pay attention to the thoughts behind him. All his energy was focused on the indicator light next to the exit door.

Since the sound insulation facilities of the front and backstage are very good, the control of the entire field depends on this high-tech indicator light to prompt.

Isn't it? The green light that symbolized the official start was turned on, and the music synchronized with the front stage was also accompanied by the corresponding rhythm, and the sound of attack was sung in the background at the same time.

"Prepare for the opening show. After the door is opened, go out in a fixed order! Pay attention! I don't care about your private grievances, today is the opening show of Fashion Week, cheer me up, repeat, no rushing rhythm!"

The control director who always speaks nicely in front of big-name models, with the support of the official organizing committee of Milan Fashion Week, straightened his back for a rare time.

As for the first show, Qin Guan and the female model who went out from another side door looked at each other tacitly, and then showed the state that he should be as a top model.

The two parallel U-shaped platforms, like railroad tracks, only intersected at the final pose, and then returned to their original points.

And Qin Guan, who was stepping on the gray and white marble runway, was walking side by side with the French female model at the other end.

Two strangers who have never cooperated before, let alone rehearsals, but because of their high modeling skills, the two of them naturally cooperated perfectly.

Straightforward blue, steady black, coupled with transparent skin color, and casual elegance, have become the gentleman style in the men's clothing department.

But the hot red, the charming purple, and the contrasting milk-white skin made the female models here a little more uninhibited.

One sky south, one earth north, gathered together in the middle of this intertwined runway.

A slender arm rests on a thick shoulder, a small chin, and bright red lips, but it doesn't leave the slightest mark on the pale gray shirt.

He is gentle but the most unintentional passer-by, and she can't keep him behind, that is the scenery in the eyes of others.

The backs of turning around and separating are all so firm and without hesitation, like watching a mime with regret in my heart, which infinitely raises n levels for the opening of this high-end fashion show.

The several models who played behind them silently spit out angry saliva in their hearts! Will you give the poor a way to survive, please consider the feelings of the people behind you, okay?

Not all top models have the corresponding ability to control the runway, okay?

Sure enough, just as they had guessed, the reality became true, and the eyes and thoughts of the audience on the sidelines of the few models who filed out afterward were no longer fully focused on them.

Disappointed by the mediocrity of the follow-up staff, and shocked by the lack of standards of the high-expectation models, they were all heartbroken on stage, and they returned to the backstage with a sigh of relief.

And when they were about to give this Asian model a little bit of a good look when they came up, they saw such a scene.

The backcourt controller on the side was nervously talking to this man about the progress of the follow-up work, but this model, who was acting like no one else, took off his suit jacket very calmly under the service of the assistant beside him without any influence. (To be continued.)