"Cheat you" Yan Dong smiled in his eyes, took out his hand behind his back and handed it to Song Shifeng with a large bouquet of flowers.
"Yo, want to send me flowers?" Song Shifeng took it with joy. "No one has sent me roses yet. Hey, hey, it’s the first time!" Say smile at his face is a bite.
After kissing Song Shifeng, he laughed. Today, when he was the host, he brought makeup. This perfect kiss made a big red mouth on this face.
But Yan Dong didn’t know, so she felt that her boyfriend was so bright and beautiful today that she couldn’t open her eyes.
When he watched Song Shifeng laugh, he followed the smiling face lipstick print, which made the whole person look like a fool who had just come back from stealing sunshine.
"face!" Song Shifeng stretched out his hand and wiped it in the past. Suddenly, the lip print turned into a piece of rouge.
Yan Dong also reacted at the moment and rubbed his hands hard. He smiled up to no good. "You wait …"
To say that the backstage is lively enough, the front desk is excited.
As the surrounding lights are dark, only one set of lights is bright. Song Shifeng, they have paid enough attention to the lights, and they have several kinds of spotlights, soft lights, flashing lights, modeling lights, feet, front sides, back sides, and chasing lights. If he has seen all of them in other shows, the lights are not inferior to those in Milan and Paris. One by one, wearing novel costumes, the models are confident and slowly walking in the light and shadow, just like the last beauty in the world swaying and charming.
A piece of clothes with novel design is displayed in front of the public, whether bold or elegant or unrestrained or with strange colors and varied styles, so that just seeing a bunch of people in the show can be regarded as seeing what a fashion show is.
Even the bosses who don’t care the most sit up straight, and their eyes are neglected and ponder disappears. Instead, they are solemn. This big show is really dazzling and shocking, which is not the same as what they have seen before. From the bottom of their hearts, they recognized that this game is not a pastime, not an entertainment, but a serious visual feast.
This is just a competition show.
When the models pass by each designer, the professional host will announce the curtain and briefly explain the designer’s design concept so that the judges can better understand the meaning of clothing.
The judges solemnly gave the score, even if they didn’t start at the beginning, they are all serious now. Everyone can see how much it cares. Professionals respect their profession and give them more respect.
The atmosphere of this competition is tense but chic and elegant, which is different from other events. It is an audio-visual enjoyment and an extension of beauty. Everyone who can be here is a creator of beauty, and everyone will sink in ever-changing ways.
The judges’ scores made everyone follow their hearts, and they couldn’t wait to fast-forward to the end to see if the one they liked was on the throne.
Just when everyone was watching wonderfully, the host was suddenly excited to broadcast "Yang Jiabao’s designer gave the first little red flower, No.7 contestant Wen! Congratulations! "
A light brush hit the No.7 player and gave him a full three seconds of highlights before returning to the stage.
This is a very young female designer. She designs a big fishtail skirt like a gorgeous mermaid. She is bold and covered in gold sequins. Only the skirt is elegant, red, gorgeous, sexy and fashionable. It is very interesting to cut and splice. Yang Jiabao likes it.
At this time, Ping Yue also gave her first little red flower, No.2 player Wei Lan.
She is also a female designer, but her design is completely different from that chosen by Yang Jiabao. This one is a modern heavy metal rock full of bronze rivets and shiny long-chain jackets, which is very elegant and unique.
The host’s broadcast focused everyone’s attention on the little red flower model. In fact, it was suspected of interrupting the rhythm of the game, but it was even more exciting for the audience. After much consideration, it was finally arranged.
Nearly two hours later, it seems that the 29 contestants’ department has finished the exhibition, and the first, second and third prize departments have judged the little red flower and sent it out. It can be said that the audience enjoyed it more than the meticulous judges, and they felt that the limelight was robbed by unknown junior students. As soon as the little red flower was broadcast, everyone made a note and flew away, making them seem to give it to sedan chair.
However, Song Shifeng is very good at dancing, and the past is over. Anyway, his face is all mirth.
After all, it is out of the money
On the contrary, Yang Jiabao is not too embarrassed. "Why don’t you talk to us about it and offend people?"
"I just let them give you sedan chair money spent, of course, to value for money." Song Shifeng is still very complacent.
"What will you do if you don’t invite people to see you when you go back to the game?"
"I’m relieved that it won’t really offend people." Song Shifeng is not stupid. The circle is so big. He will never kill the goose that lays the golden egg. Then he told me that "the show is more beautiful than this. Just be ready to make a splash."
"Thanks, brother!"
Chapter 1. Chapter 1
"Sorry, this lady can’t enter without an invitation."
"Sorry, madam, you can’t enter without an invitation."
"I came with my family. Why didn’t I have an invitation?" Dressed-up women are very unhappy, so they yell at the man in the suit and tie next to them, "Old Germany, show them."
The staff continued to apologize and explained, "You have Mr. and you two in this invitation, but there are no others. Do you think this classmate should take a rest in the coffee shop next to you first?"
"Hey, I said, how do you do things? Why are you so stubborn about opening the door to do business? Where is the reason for pushing customers out?"
It’s chaotic, and someone is bringing their families and mouths.
Song Shifeng said, "Don’t worry, everyone, it’s really our thoughtlessness." He smiled and let the people go to the side. "Why don’t you take a seat in the coffee shop and we’ll arrange to make sure everyone is happy. Give me a few minutes, just a few minutes."
Yesterday was fine. Today, there was a sudden increase in personnel. It can be said that yesterday’s effect was so good that all these bosses started in married with children.
With a wink, the employees were asked to take everyone away. Song Shifeng quickly asked someone to run to the show to add benches, and then he prepared a seat for 500 people and temporarily added 200. Fortunately, the local university left room when it was originally arranged, otherwise there was really no way to solve it.
It’s also the first time to hold such a large-scale show, and it’s almost embarrassing to be inexperienced and messy.
It’s easy to arrange the audience properly and the big show will appear on time
Suddenly, the lights were dim and soft, and the music sounded.
Clusters of crystal clear styles extend from the field to the end of the stage.
Yesterday, the red carpet turned into pure white, like a bunch of snow fluffy and white.
Then a dazzling light leaked from the bottom of the platform, and a castle of ice and snow suddenly appeared in front of people. The dazzling light was dotted with clusters of crystal columns, shining like a dream.
It’s a mess. The stands are quiet for a moment. The show hasn’t started yet. Everyone is already looking forward to it.
A red dress came slowly from the castle like a flame, and its swaying posture was so red that everyone could not help but hold their breath and stare to see how beautiful the gorgeous fire was.
The show officially started.
Song Shifeng secretly relieved the front desk, which was steady. Otherwise, the show was a success.
That’s why something happened backstage.
A male model suddenly ran away and quit!
Eh, I’ll go! Is there any fucking professional ethics in this? At this time, pick him where to get people! Song Shifeng’s head suddenly exploded.
The background has been a mess. Yang Jiabao and Ping Yue are all in a hurry. How can there be such a thing? Do you really want to get out of this circle?
But it’s a thing of the past. What now? The horse should be on the field!
"Or the designer himself?" Some people argue that "the image is definitely no problem"
"No, I can’t walk." Yang Jiabao waved first.
"I haven’t learned to walk the catwalk either." Ping Yue also collapsed.
"Hurry up, my big design is out of time!" The workers almost went crazy, begging grandpa to tell grandma that they would really open the skylight soon!
Song Shifeng can’t see how he can directly take off his coat and greet the workers "me!"
The employee suddenly shines at the moment, and the boss can do it!