Reborn in the 1980s: As a supermodel, I dominate the fashion world

Bai Sitian stood up with a guilty conscience, ready to be kicked out of the classroom.

Huang Wei lay on the table and covered her face with a book.

She forgot the important thing. Bai Sitian was so beautiful and her goal was too obvious.

Is it better to wear a mask next time?

The security guard walked up to Bai Sitian seriously and asked her: "What is your name?"

"Bai...Bai Sitian." Bai Sitian lowered her eyes, not daring to raise her head, and her heart was pounding.

"That's right, you dropped your stuff."

The security guard put the notebook in which Bai Sitian had drawn pictures on the table in front of her. The name was written on the cover of the notebook.

Bai Sitian breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her repeatedly.

The class bell rang, the classroom door opened again, and a tall, middle-aged man with a strong aura walked in. He is Professor Zhang Xingxuan, a top international fashion designer.

The classroom immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at him expectantly, waiting for a wonderful lecture to begin.

Students who arrived late crowded the corridor, lying by the windows, and listened to the entire class. Whenever Professor Zhang mentioned a key point, they would nod their heads and write and draw in their notebooks.

As a top international fashion designer, Professor Zhang has a keen insight into fashion trends.

His lecture content keeps up with the forefront of the industry, introducing the latest design concepts and technical achievements, allowing students to be exposed to the latest professional knowledge and industry trends.

After class, Professor Zhang walked out of the classroom. Some students gathered around him and asked him questions. The corridor was blocked.

Bai Sitian and Huang Wei watched everyone's questions for a while. It wasn't until the bell rang again that other classes were going to use this classroom for classes that the crowd dispersed.

Huang Wei wanted to go to the bathroom, and Bai Sitian was waiting for her at the door at the end of the corridor.

There was a small garden outside the corridor. Suddenly, a familiar figure broke into Bai Sitian's sight. She was stunned for a moment, and curiosity drove her to follow.

When I got closer, I saw that it was Master Guan! Bai Sitian felt a little surprised.

She couldn't help but guess, why did Master Guan come here? At this moment, another person walked up from a distance. When he took a closer look, wasn't it Professor Zhang who had just lectured to him?

Professor Zhang walked up to Master Guan with a joyful face, bowed deeply, and said excitedly: "Mr. Guan, since I followed the teacher to Paris to see your fashion show twenty years ago, I have never seen you again. It’s an opportunity to meet you.”

Bai Sitian was shocked after hearing this, what? Guan Lao? Fashion show? !

Is Master Guan so powerful? Even Professor Zhang from Feiming International is his junior?

Professor Zhang continued: "This time someone told me that you opened a training class near Shanshui Art University to train a new generation of designers. That's why I accepted the invitation from the Art University to give lectures here. After that, I took the liberty I wrote you a letter and invited you to come and meet.”

After hearing this, Master Guan smiled lightly and did not continue the topic. Instead, he asked: "How is your master?"

Professor Zhang sighed and said sadly: "He passed away five years ago."

Master Guan was silent after hearing this.

Professor Zhang then invited: "Mr. Guan, would you like to sit in my studio? We can catch up on old times."

Master Guan nodded, and the two of them drifted away.

Bai Sitian looked at their retreating figures, her heart filled with respect.

She went back to find Huang Wei, and the two returned to the training class together.

Along the way, Bai Sitian felt mixed emotions. It turned out that Master Guan was such a powerful person. She was so lucky to be able to follow such an outstanding mentor.

However, what puzzled her was why would Master Guan set up a training class in such an inconspicuous place?

There must be some unknown secret in this.

Bai Sitian took the last bus back to the dormitory downstairs. It was already dark.

She unexpectedly found Zhou Mi standing downstairs, seemingly waiting for something. She called him from a distance, and Zhou Mi looked up happily.

"Brother Zhou, how long have you been here?" Bai Sitian walked towards him.

Zhou Mi rubbed his cold hands and replied: "Not long ago, Sitian, where have you been? You came back so late."

Bai Sitian explained guiltily: "I signed up for a fashion design class and go to class after get off work every day. So I have been coming back late recently."

"Oh, that's right." Zhou Mi nodded understandingly.

"Brother Zhou, what do you want from me?"

Zhou Mi suddenly remembered his purpose: "Tomorrow is the weekend and I don't have to go to work, so I want to invite you to take a look at my new script. Do you have time?"

Bai Sitian smiled: "I have to go to work tomorrow morning, but you can come to me at noon. I have nothing to do in the afternoon, and the fashion design class is also closed. We can watch it together."

Zhou Mi left happily, and Bai Sitian also opened the door and entered the house.

She never noticed that there were many cigarette butts on the ground outside the dormitory door.

……

Early the next morning, Bai Sitian started her work as usual.

Today, she was assigned to a stall near the door, and business was extremely booming. The merchant specifically asked Bai Sitian to work a few more hours as a model.

Therefore, she was busy until about 10: in the morning.

Captain Wang Gang hurried to her stall and pulled her to a corner with few people, as if he had something urgent to tell her.

He was panting because he was walking too fast and couldn't say a complete sentence for a while.

Bai Sitian motioned for him to breathe slowly before speaking. After Wang Gang took a few deep breaths, his breathing gradually stabilized, and then he nervously told Bai Sitian: "Your mother was in a car accident and is now being treated at the No. 1 Hospital!"

Upon hearing the news, Bai Sitian panicked instantly. Why did mom come to the city? How could a car accident happen? Is it serious enough to require rescue?

She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and at a loss.

Wang Gang waved the car keys in his hand and said, "Let me take you to the hospital. It will be faster if you drive there yourself."

Bai Sitian quickly changed back into her clothes and ran out with Wang Gang.

When passing by Tian Xiaojuan's stall, Tian Xiaojuan asked her where she was going.

Bai Sitian shouted while running: "I'm going to the No. 1 Hospital, my mother was in a car accident!"

In the van, Wang Gang drove and told Bai Sitian what he knew.

In the morning, Wang Gang's elder brother received a call from the Municipal People's Hospital.

The doctor said that they received a female patient who had a car accident. When the nurse asked for her family's contact information, the female patient gave Wang Gang's phone number.

This phone number was left by Bai Sitian to her mother in order to contact the captain in case of emergency. I didn’t expect to actually use it this time.

Bai Sitian asked anxiously: "Captain, the doctor said he didn't say whether it's dangerous or not?"

"They rushed to rescue her before I had time to ask."

Bai Sitian was in chaos. She was still thinking of ways to save her mother Fang Hongmei, but she didn't expect such a thing to happen.

This made her wonder if she had rewritten a series of changes in her fate, and had her mother's fate also changed? Did Death find her earlier?

When she thought of this, she became even more sad and burst into tears.

Wang Gang, who was always busy with his work, didn't know how to comfort this panicked little girl at this time.

He could only increase the accelerator and drive faster to the hospital. Twenty minutes later, the car drove into the hospital and stopped at the entrance of the emergency room.

Bai Sitian jumped out of the car and rushed to the emergency room. She grabbed a nurse and asked about the middle-aged woman's condition.

The nurse asked: "Which middle-aged woman?"

Bai Sitian replied eagerly: "It's the woman who just had a car accident."

The nurse's expression suddenly became solemn and she looked at her sympathetically: "I'm sorry, the doctors have tried their best. My condolences..."