Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 21 Are you stuttering? (Please read~)

"I almost forgot, you have a friend who is a Hermès designer."

The female stylist suddenly remembered that this friendly star in front of her had a scandal with a stylist on the Internet yesterday, "Come on, let me take care of your hair while I have time, so that you don't have to wait until you go to the restaurant." It was so noticeable.”

"Yeah, okay." Liu Qianqian pursed her lips and sat in front of the dressing table without explaining anything. Looking at her tall hairstyle in the mirror, she felt helpless.

"So... so be it." She actually said that to herself.

The "friend" the stylist was talking about was Xiang Yang. Although the affairs between the two of them were mainly gossip, it was impossible for people in the fashion industry not to pay attention.

During dinner last night, the editor-in-chief of "Vogue Bay" and the editor-in-charge of this shoot quietly asked her if she had received an invitation from the designer.

After all, this is Paris Fashion Week, and people in the entertainment and fashion circles are discussing topics about it.

If you want to experience the excitement of Fashion Week, it’s not difficult. All you need is a visa and a plane ticket.

But actually going to Fashion Week is not an easy task.

Especially those participating in top and first-line luxury brands must receive an invitation from the organizer (including the brand owner) before they can enter the show.

However, designers also have certain authority.

“Next time I come to Paris, I’ll invite you to see the exhibition if you have time.”

"Yes, if there is a chance."

Liu Qianqian, who was sitting in front of the mirror, recalled the encounter with a new friend because of the stylist's words. She casually agreed and her mood was stirred up.

Then I wasn't lying. He didn't say what exhibition he was going to see, right?

Thinking of this, the indescribable distracting thoughts that had just arisen disappeared again.

But in a flash, her eyes inadvertently moved with the uneasiness in her heart, because she suddenly remembered that before setting off yesterday, she sent an invitation message to the other party.

After agreeing to go back, invite the other party to dinner.

with mother.

What if the conversation about fashion week suddenly comes up during dinner?

If he knew that he had not received an invitation to go to the show, should he agree?

If I had known earlier, I should have stopped being so anxious about wanting to have dinner together...

For a moment, Liu Qianqian was a little lost, and she inadvertently showed a thinking expression on her face, which made Zhao Xin who was standing aside feel strange.

She won't miss the cats and dogs at home after being out for two or three days, right? !

……

As the sun sets in the west, Xiangyang sits outside the teahouse for a long time, sometimes watching the wind and sometimes watching the scenery.

The inspiration seemed to be blown away by the breeze, or flew away to the sunset on the west side.

"The things of our ancestors are really difficult." After drawing countless sketches in his mind, he sighed, and a feeling of emptiness spread in his heart.

"How can I draw and draw and still be trapped in my new clothes?" Xiang Yang frowned and scratched his head, "Is it because I have been imitating others in my previous life, and now I have hit a bottleneck when I just started?"

Just when he was confused, a crisp scolding startled him.

"Okay! I'm busy with you inside, but it's better for you to come here to hide and relax, right?"

"Jiang Mumu, can you calm down for a while?" Xiangyang heard the voice, turned his head, and happened to see this young girl with her hands on her hips, looking at him angrily, and said helplessly:

"We have different divisions of labor. What I'm responsible for is much more difficult than it is for you to check the information."

When Jiang Mumu heard this, she snorted and said disdainfully, "Stop pretending to be here. I've just found out. They said you've been here to watch the scenery all afternoon."

"Well, yes." Xiang Yang nodded. After looking at it all afternoon, the veil still hadn't been lifted.

Yaxing was disturbed, and knowing that this guy couldn't calm down for a while, Xiangyang simply stood up, stretched, yawned and said, "Mr. Liu and the others are off work? How is your information check going? ?”

<divclass="contentadv">"I left long ago." Jiang Mumu curled her lips and flipped through the information all afternoon. Her eyes were blurred, but her tone was still bad, "I went through the information again, and I just memorized an outline. , people have to lock the door after get off work."

Xiang Yang said, "Show it to me."

"No, why should I show it to you when you say you want to see it? This is the result of my hard work all afternoon, and I haven't even had time to check it yet." After Jiang Mumu finished speaking, he held his bag in front of his chest , hugged tightly.

"That's up to you, I'm going to eat." Xiangyang didn't care, put his notepad and pen back in his bag, and walked out without stopping.

The moment he turned around and left, he said with a smile: "By the way, Jiang Mumu. This place is not close to the city. If you want to find a place to have dinner, we can discuss everything. If you don't want to, just ask You can also ask the ladies and gentlemen in the cafeteria. By the way, I’ll sleep here at night, it’s safe.”

"You..." Standing there, Jiang Mumu pointed at Xiang Yang's back. She really wanted to shout the word "shameless".But looking at the other party in the orange sunset, without even a hesitant pause, she stamped her feet unwillingly and chased after him bravely.

While chasing, she did not forget to mutter angrily, "Just wait for me, sooner or later I will take care of you!"

Moment, parking lot.

Jiang Mumu, who was sitting in the back row, wrinkled his nose and looked out the window.

Xiang Yang leaned against the car door, holding the outline listed by the man in the car in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

After reading it, he took two deep breaths and exhaled a breath of smoke. He tapped the car window with his knuckles and motioned for the other person to roll down the window.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Mumu resisted, but was also obedient.

"It's not bad, but you don't need to come tomorrow." Xiang Yang said in a cautious tone, handed the outline of the list to the other party, and said: "Tomorrow you go to the Suzhou Silk Museum. The information there should be more complete."

"But..." Jiang Mumu looked at Xiang Yang with wide eyes.

"Remember to buy the book I told you about, and when you see the librarians tomorrow, ask them for more advice. People come into contact with things in the exhibition hall every day, which saves a lot of time than searching for it yourself. Don't forget me I told you before, use your strengths.”

Listening to Xiang Yang's words, Jiang Mumu nodded secretly. Although her personality was a bit arrogant, she was not stupid and knew that she was teaching her how to save time.

But this last sentence didn't sound right to her.

Seeing her raising her head and looking at him with a frown, Xiang Yang took another puff and threw the cigarette butt on the ground. He stamped it out and said at the same time: "Stop thinking about it. Think about what you want to eat at night and where you want to live. I'll give it to you." past."

After saying that, he bent down, picked up the cigarette butts, and walked towards the trash can not far away.

"I don't have to live in a guest house with you?"

When Xiang Yang came back, Jiang Mumu asked immediately.

"When did I tell you to stay in the guest house with me?" Xiang Yang said, opened the car door, and when he got in, he added:

"When you get to the hotel, call your aunt to make sure she's safe. Remember to lock the door when you're staying alone at night.

Don't go out and run around and cause trouble for me. "

"You..." Listening to Xiang Yang's instructions, Jiang Mumu was suddenly stunned for a moment. The sudden closeness shown by the other party made her feel a little wrong.

It's like changing a person in one cigarette.

"How many times have I told you, it's your fault. Jiang Mumu, tell me honestly..." Xiang Yang, who had already put on his seat belt, turned his head to the side, looked at the other person and asked seriously:

"Do you have a stuttering problem?"

"I……"

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