I want to take the wind to return, but I fear Qionglou Yuyu.
When this ancient poem that was popular in China came out of her mouth, the scene fell silent. When most people hear the word Feitian, they must first think of Dunhuang and those treasure murals.
And this work has obvious Chinese style elements no matter from the design of the skirt or the makeup and hair of the model. Everyone thinks that the inspiration is undoubtedly the Dunhuang murals.
Who would have thought it would be "Shui Tiao Song Tou".
But it also fits very well.
Yuyi flies to the sky, returns by the wind, and then looks at Zhao Jinjin. Thinking about the picture, it feels beautiful.
Feitian’s line drafts were displayed on the big screen behind, Xu Jiexing briefly talked about his own ideas and concepts when designing this dress, as well as the problems and difficulties encountered in the creation process.
Speaking of the scattered diamonds on the skirt, the atmosphere was alive: "In order to sew these thousands of diamonds, I didn't write homework for a week, and the teacher fined me to clean the toilet for three days."
Everyone smiled friendly underneath.
After speaking, the professor of the famous domestic fashion design school took the microphone and said: "I heard you talk about your design concept just now. There is a saying that the quagmire of the world is dark everywhere, and only a beam of light from the sky has become your only one. Upward support. Let me ask impolitely, you are only sixteen years old and come from a wealthy family. Why do you have such a feeling? What does the light mean? In my opinion, this is a little bit worthwhile. I'm sorrowful when I give new words."
At only sixteen, the most annoying thing is probably learning. Without the pressure of adults, how can I talk about heavy words like the darkness of the quagmire.
The old professor's question hit the nail on the head, and everyone underneath held their breath, wanting to hear how Xu Jiexing's excuse.
Unexpectedly, after listening to the question, she just smiled faintly, nodded and said: "Forget it. Young people don't know the feeling of sadness, I hope I never have to understand that feeling."
Let the darkness that once almost killed her disappear forever.
She would never look back again.
Just move forward.
The person who was expecting under his chin was a little disappointed, but the old professor who asked the question smiled and nodded, then put down the microphone.
After Xu Jiexing finished speaking, it was the next contestant's turn, and Zhao Jinjin beside him finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man deliberately found fault just now, and she squeezed her sweat vigorously!
Until the twenty designers all explained their work, the following judges began to grade and select. Zhao Jinjin turned his head and whispered, "I think we can at least take third place."
Xu Dixing: "I don't think it will work."
Zhao Jinjin looked at her desperately: "Why are you so unconfident!"
Xu Dixing: "I think at least the first."
Zhao Jinjin: "..."
Excuse me, it's not rampant enough.
Xu Jiexing smiled and poked her in the waist, "Oh, relax, it doesn't matter whether you win the prize or not. I will be satisfied if I can make it to the finals. Anyway, I'm still young and I will fight again next year."
Zhao Jinjin has a strong sense of winning and losing, and pouted, "Anyway, if they don't make the top three, they don't have any vision!"
Ten minutes later, the judges finished the discussion, and the staff took up the list card and handed it to the host. The game finally reached the most critical moment, and everyone held their breath and stared at the list.
The host did enough foreplay, stunned his appetite, and then announced from the third place.
"The third place in this Paris Fashion Design Competition is No. 30 designer Annan, and his work "Feast"! Let us congratulate Annan!"
With a look of surprise on his face, Annan slapped Xu Jiexing who was only separated from him.
The host then announced the second place, a female designer from the UK.
The rest is the highlight of tonight.
Zhao Jinjin was a little unhappy when he heard that the third and the second were not his own eldest ladies, and he mumbled inwardly, what is going on with these people! Do you still have a look? !
When I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the host say: "Congratulations to our young designer Xu Dixing for winning the 4th Paris Fashion Design Competition!"
Zhao Jinjin screamed and hugged Xu Jiexing beside him.
The judges are high! He is the best-sighted person in the world!
There was enthusiastic applause from below, and several judges also smiled. It seems that this result is a decision they have agreed with. Xu Zaixing talked wildly, but he really didn't expect that he could get the first place, and he was stunned for a while before he smiled happily at the camera.
The other designers who did not win the prize took their models off the stage, and then the judges came to the stage to present awards.
After the heavy golden trophy was awarded to Xu Dixingxing, the microphone was also handed over. She cleared her throat and said happily: "I must first thank my parents for receiving this award, and secondly, thank my friends and teachers. Then I would like to thank the organizer and the judges and teachers. These are all taught by the young lady Zhao Jinjin next to me. Thank you everyone."
There was a burst of laughter underneath.
She looked at the camera and didn't know what she thought, her smile became so sweet and sweet, and her voice was soft and gentle: "Thank you for my light, I will always love you."
At the end of the contest, the winners took a photo with the judges, followed by an interview in the media area. Of course, Xu Dixing is the target all the media want to interview, but she is not used to facing so many shots, so she pushed Zhao Jinjin out with a few simple words.
Zhao Jinjin is familiar with this kind of scene. Her beauty tonight shocked everyone, and many media recognized who she was. From her experience as a model to her recent itinerary, she was a profitable topic. .
Seeing his celebrity’s exposure and enthusiasm soaring, Xu Jiexing has already begun to fantasize that Zhao Jinjin’s endorsement is soft, and the script is chosen at random. Variety shows are all over the sky, making money for himself like a hardworking bee.
Hehe, Meidi is very beautiful.
When the interview is over, the two winners return to the backstage contentedly.
Annan was still waiting there and greeted her as soon as she came over. Congratulations to her for winning the prize, and then asked: "You know that you can cooperate with the Paris organizer for a brand of your own to win the championship, right?"
Xu Jiexing nodded: "I know."
Annan rubbed his hands and asked tentatively, "Well, after you have confirmed with that side, can I make an appointment for the first interview and work show? Lai Magazine will give you the cover of that issue, and I want to think about the title. Alright! Absolutely burst!"
Xu Jiexing smiled generously: "What's wrong with this? When I confirm with the organizer, I will tell you the first time."
Annan did not expect to get her interview so easily. This is the design champion of this year. The age is the youngest in history, and the popularity is high. How many magazines and media are waiting for the interview, suddenly overjoyed: "Well, you have me. Business card, let's get in touch anytime!"
Xu Zhixing smiled and nodded.
The resources of fashion magazines are currently lacking. Being able to make contacts like Annan is very beneficial to the development of the company's artists. Of course, she will not refuse.
After chatting with Annan for a few words, the person in charge of the organizer came to find her and took her to the meeting room.
The organizer’s China heads are all inside. They are behind the scenes and are responsible for the process and organization of the event. I heard that the designer who won the championship this year was a 16-year-old high school student. They were all surprised and immediately notified. The Paris headquarters sent the winning works together.
The headquarters quickly called and said that Mr. Fei would like to meet the youngest designer in history to win the championship.
Fei Lao is the founder of the Paris Fashion Design Competition. He is of Chinese descent in France. He was an internationally renowned designer when he was young. He has won numerous awards. The three major brands he created range from low price to light luxury to luxury. They are popular all over the world. A deity-class figure who is going to shake three times with just one stomping.
So the staff hurriedly found Xu Jiexing.
When Xu Zhixing entered, the computer video had been connected, and the old man with white temples on the screen had an elegant manner and greeted her kindly.
Xu Dixing remembered Fei passed away in her junior year.
At this moment, I could see this legend again, and he was so embarrassed that he sat down across the screen and said politely: "Hello, grandpa, my name is Xu Jixing."
Old Fei smiled, "I am so relieved that domestic talents are coming out in large numbers."
The more powerful the person, the easier it is to chat with him. Xu Diexing feels that he is really chatting with his grandfather, without any sense of oppression. Some are just the expectations and praise of the elders for the younger ones.
After talking for more than ten minutes, Fei Lao said at the end: "Do you have any ideas for starting your own independent brand?"
Xu Zhixing nodded firmly.
Old Fei smiled and said, "Very good. Young people just have to dare to think, the more they think, the easier the road will be in the future. They will contact you, and I look forward to seeing your work."
After hanging up the video, the staff handed over the contract, along with the contact information and email address of the person in charge specially arranged for her.
Knowing that she is not an adult, the staff member said: "You can take the contract back and show it to an adult. After they approve it, you need to sign a guardian consent form and send it to your person in charge at that time."
Xu Jiexing nodded, and after thanking him one by one, he left the meeting room.
Zhao Jinjin has changed Feitian and waited downstairs holding her skirt. She was still in a state of excitement. As soon as she saw Xu Jiexing, she rushed up and hugged her: "Miss, you are too good, how can you be so good, you I’m almost going to replace Brando and become my new idol! The most correct decision I made in my life was to sign Chenxing. You don’t know. At that time, several agencies wanted to sign me. I will definitely go to other big companies."
Xu Dixing: "..."
Sister, you don't have to tell me this boss, right
And you actually chose Chenxing because of my brother's appearance? ? ? Is it too casual? Do you want to be an entertainer or my sister-in-law
Xu Jiexing decided to supervise Xu Yan's skincare and fitness exercise from today, but don't become a big boss and start getting a long beer belly. His appearance is now the property of the company and should not be damaged at will.
When they reached the exit, Xu Yan had already drove the car over. As soon as they got in the car, they asked, "What do you want to eat today?"
It seems to be a treat to celebrate.
Xu Zhixing turned 18 times in his mind and was thinking about how to give him a big meal. Zhao Jinjin was very excited to answer: "Spicy hot! Ice coke!"
Xu Yan smiled: "Okay, where to eat?"
Zhao Jinjin accused Xu Zhuxing: "What kind of night market is the one the lady said?"
Xu Yan thought for a moment: "I know where I am."
So the car started and went straight to the night market.
Xu Dixing who did not participate in the whole process: "..."
and many more? Am I the protagonist today? Have you asked me the opinion of this champion
But if you go to the night market, you can see Cen Feng, so thinking about it this way, I am glad to accept it.
When the car drove to the night market, it was only after five o'clock. The busy people didn't get off work and the idle people didn't go out. The Mala Tang shop with always good business had few people, and it was quiet and spacious.
Xu Zhixing and Xu Yan didn't eat spicy food, and Zhao Jinjin made the biggest concession: "Let's do it, let's do it, then Mandarin duck pot."
Three bottles of Coke were placed on the table, Zhao Jinjin finally got what he wanted, looking so happy that he was about to ascend to heaven. Xu Jiexing took a few bites symbolically and put his chopsticks on his feet, and stood up pretendingly: "I want to eat hand cakes. Go buy one."
Zhao Jinjin said: "I want too! I want bacon."
Xu Yan glanced at her suspiciously, wondering if he had guessed what she was thinking, but without exposing it, he nodded.
Xu Jiexing ran away happily.
Turning the corner, diagonally across is the place where Cen Feng always sings.
She had been thinking about what to say when she saw him, and she wanted to tell him that her work had won a prize. He was so gentle and would definitely say congratulations to herself! Maybe even praise her for being awesome!
Ah ah, no reward can compare to the praise of idols! ! !
She ran all the way happily, and when she stopped panting and waiting for the traffic lights, she saw someone in the triangle across the street set up a small stall selling things there.
Xu Jiexing was taken aback for a moment, and when the green light came on, he walked along the road along the flow of people and stopped in front of the small vendor.
There are pirated CDs and audiovisual discs on the shelves, and the small speakers are loud and they sing popular golden songs. The middle-aged boss greeted her: "Little girl, do you want to buy a disc?"
She subconsciously asked: "Why are you selling things here."
The boss was happy: "Why can't I sell it here?"
Xu Zhixing said: "Someone sings here every night."
The boss smiled and said, "How can anyone sing? It's me from morning to night. I've been here for a month."
Her heart beat twice, rushed to the grocery store next to her, and went straight to the counter. The young female shopkeeper didn't recognize her at first sight, and smiled and greeted her: "Welcome."
Xu Jiexing said anxiously: "A few months ago I gave you a can of sugar and 500 yuan, and asked you to give one to the guy who sold it every day. Do you remember me?"
The female shopkeeper suddenly realized: "Oh, it's you, I remember you."
Xu Jiexing felt his throat tight: "Did you give it away?"
The female shopkeeper looked at her hesitantly, and for a long time, she got down and took out the sugar bowl from the cabinet below, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, he hasn't been here again."
Xu Jiexing stared at the jar full of candies, and for a while, his eyes hurt.
The female shopkeeper put out another five hundred yuan: "I didn't help you with sweets, please take the money back."
After a long time, seeing the little girl rubbing her eyes, the corners of her lips were still crooked when she raised her head, she reached out and hugged the sugar bowl back, and said softly: "Just treat it as your storage fee, thank you."
After speaking, he nodded politely to the female shopkeeper, turned and left.
The female shopkeeper looked at her lonely back and couldn't bear it. After struggling for a long time, she stomped and chased her out, calling her, "Hey, wait."
Xu Qiexing turned around holding the sugar bowl, eyes red.
The female shopkeeper sighed and said, "Forget it, I'm a bad guy who doesn't believe in words. Let me tell you the truth. He has actually been here, but you haven't been away for long."
She repeated what Cen Feng had told her, and then said: "Although he didn't ask for a sugar bowl, he took a candy from it before he left. But since that day, he really hasn't been here again."
Xu Jiexing stared at her blankly, suddenly wondering what expression to use to face this twists and turns of the reversal plot.
Idol knew that she had come to deliver sweets.
Idol didn't ask for her candy.
The idol took away a candy.
Do you like it or not? Why did he let the shopkeeper lie to himself? Why has he never been here since that day
Is it because he doesn't want her to come to him again
Did you take the candy from her as a farewell gift
Xu Zhixing looked down at the sugar bowl in his arms, feeling even more congested.
When she returned to the Mala Tang shop, Zhao Jinjin was already full and drunk. Seeing the sugar bowl in her arms, she curiously asked, "Are you going to buy sweets? Where's the hand cake?"
She sat back in her seat in a daze, with all her facial features drooping, and muttered, "The door is closed."
Zhao Jin was very heartened and didn't realize that there was anything wrong with her. He nodded and asked eagerly: "What kind of flavor does the candy you bought? Is it delicious?"
Of course Xu Jiexing understood her suggestion, and said unhappily, "I won't eat it for you. Your calories today have exceeded the standard."
Zhao Jinjin suddenly became angrily: "Why don't you eat one more candy on a big day?"
Xu Jixing ignored her and carefully placed the sugar bowl on the corner of the table. Although Idol didn't ask for this can of sugar, he took one of them, and rounding it up means that the whole can of sugar belongs to Idol!
Xu Yan realized that her emotions were not right, and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"
Xu Zaixing shook her head and smiled reluctantly: "It's nothing, it's just a bit tired." She picked up the chopsticks, pretending to be relaxed: "You haven't finished eating? Do you have any leftovers for me?"
Zhao Jinjin picks up dishes for her: "There are some, and the white pot is all yours!"
Xu Jiexing used her own chopsticks to block her chopsticks: "Ah, don't use your red oil chopsticks to tarnish my white taste!"
The two of them used chopsticks to poke me and I poke you, having a great time. Xu Yan moved his gaze to the sugar filling at the corner of the table and frowned.
After participating in the competition, Xu Diexing will go back to S city to continue school. The contract Xu Yan given by the Paris organizer has been seen by the company’s lawyers. There is no problem. She only needs to ask her parents to sign the consent form when she returns home. You can start to co-found a brand with there.
Although she graduated with a major in service design, it was the first time she founded a brand. Xu Yan didn't understand this aspect and couldn't give too many suggestions. After all, operating a brand and operating a company are not the same. The details involved have to I knew it after handling it.
Before leaving, Xu Jiexing went to the largest and most complete bookstore in City B to buy related books. He planned to study it carefully so as not to lose out in the process of cooperating with the organizer.
Xu Yan drove her to the door of the bookstore and left, asking her to call him after shopping.
This largest bookstore has four floors, and each floor is divided into categories. The professional books that Xu Dixing needs are on the fourth floor.
There are not many people during the week, and the bookstore is deserted, and the air is full of the fragrance of books and ink. Xu Jiexing was not in a hurry to buy, and started walking slowly from the first floor. He also saw Cheng Youtian's romantic novels that were sold out every day, and they put them in the shopping basket.
After visiting the first floor, when sitting on the escalator up, a person stood on the descending escalator on the left hand side.
Wearing a dark blue sweater, wearing a baseball cap and a black mask, the cap of the sweater is over the baseball cap, wrapping the whole person tightly, and there is an indifferent aura that no strangers should come near.
He hung his head, holding a stack of books in his arms, and slowly descended down the escalator.
Xu Jiexing was still reading the introduction on the back of the romance novel, and Yu Guang just glanced at it casually, and then froze in place.
She can recognize idols even if they are wrapped in rice dumplings! ! !
When he was caught off guard again, the up and down escalators staggered. In such a dazed time, Cen Feng had already gotten off the escalator and walked towards the door.
Xu Jiexing didn't have time to think about it. His head even stopped the moment he saw him. He just instinctively climbed the remaining steps in two or three steps, then turned down the escalator, and chased him down.
Cen Feng was paying the money when he reached the door.
When he ran closer, he clearly saw his figure and the shadow cast by the brim of his hat on the bridge of his nose, and the whole person came to a sense of clarity. Will he, don't want to see himself
Xu Jiexing hesitated, and stepped back unconsciously, trying to hide first, calmly and calmly. Not two steps away, Cen Feng seemed to have a sense of feeling, and turned his head to look over.
The brim of his hat covered his eyes, but Xu Jiexing knew he was looking at him. At that moment, all the hesitation and hesitation were gone, she laughed, her eyes warm and bright: "Brother! Long time no see!"
Cen Feng looked at her for a long time, stretched out his hand to take off the mask, and said quietly, "Well, it's been a long time."
Xu Jiexing's heart thumped and kept beating. Such an encounter was a great surprise for the star-chaser girl. He didn't know what to say for a while, and watched Cen Feng smirk.
The cashier packed the book and handed it over, smiled and said, "Hello, there are three hundred and twenty-one in total."
Cen Feng glanced back, paused, and said, "Wait a moment."
He stepped up to Xu Jiexing, reached out his hand to take the book in her shopping basket, and handed it to the cashier: "This is together."
"Okay, wait a minute." The cashier swept once more, "A total of three hundred and fifty-two."
She put the scanned book on the original stack of Cen Feng's books.
After paying the money, Cen Feng looked down and saw a few very exaggerated characters on the colorful cover: "Don't want to run away, the president's angry little wife".
Cen Feng: "?"
Xu Jiexing: "...…… …"
Brother things are not like this, listen to me to explain! ! !
The author has something to say:
Cen Feng: I don't listen.