In the backstage of the show, under the dim lights, there were only a few figures. Although the show had already left, the reverberation of the psychedelic music on the show could still be vaguely heard in the backstage.
Although the show ended perfectly just now, and the designers and models had a perfect curtain call, but at this moment, Wang Xiangting's mind was still revisiting the music.
Sitting on the chair in front of the makeup mirror, Wang Xiangting blinked her eyes hard. The thick false eyelashes and the greasy feeling of makeup on her face made her feel very uncomfortable.
She opened her eyes hard, her vision was blurred, even if she rubbed her eyes again, she couldn't make her vision clearer. She dipped some water on her palms and patted her cheeks lightly to wake up her head a bit.
This is the first time for Wang Xiangting to participate in China International Fashion Week. She is not from a professional background, so she went abroad for three months of special training, just to catch up with those models with a professional background.
Fortunately, her academic performance is good. She is among the crowd. Although she is not the best and most stable one, she is not the worst one either.
There is always the worst one, but Wang Xiangting doesn't want it to be herself.
She looked around, and most of the female models who walked the show with her had already changed into their own clothes. Most of them had perfect figures: slender waist, straight and slender legs, daunting height, and occasionally The two have stunning faces, and they are not afraid to show off their youthful bodies in front of the crowd.
Wang Xiangting is also one of them.
Some people in the industry always say that Wang Xiangting is a person who is rewarded by God.
Strictly speaking, she cannot be regarded as a "beauty" in the eyes of young people nowadays: she has a small face, a pair of red phoenix eyes, high cheekbones, clear outline, slightly curved mouth corners, and her appearance is full of oriental temperament.
The looks are very different from those Internet celebrities with many fans on the Internet, but Wang Xiangting has never had the idea of using a knife on her face. She does not deny the pursuit of girls with awl faces and big eyes, but she does not deny her unique beauty.
What is "beauty"?
Beauty is defined by itself.
What's more, beauty is too easy for the fashion industry, and the discovery and display of style is hard to find.
Perhaps because of learning dance since childhood, Wang Xiangting has grown faster than others since she was a child. When she was ten years old, Wang Xiangting was 170 centimeters tall. When she stopped growing, Wang Xiangting was already 179 centimeters.
But she has always been optimistic, and her attitude is always positive, and Wang Xiangting's personality is not bad, and her height problem did not bring her any special troubles.
For most people, she is probably a little lucky.
After graduating from a famous film school, she wanted to be an actress, but by chance, she met the famous luxury brand Inés, which released a new make-up in China. The other party wanted to shoot a series of dynamic advertisements, looking for an Asian female model with ballet dancing experience, Wang Xiangting A friend of mine worked in-house and immediately recommended her. Wang Xiangting was not from a major, but the other party was pressed for time and money, so they hit it off as soon as they met.
So Wang Xiangting stepped into the fashion circle and began to emerge.
Perhaps the music on the show was too psychedelic, which gave Wang Xiangting a feeling that reality and illusion were intertwined. She looked at the messy backstage, and those psychedelic lights were hazy in her eyes.
She moved her stiff neck, put on her coat, and walked out.
It's just that she just came out of the show, and before she had time to remove her makeup, she saw her manager Tang Hongjia trotting over.
Although Tang Hongjia is a man, his height is only 160 centimeters. Standing with Wang Xiangting, who is 179 centimeters, is always a little indescribable, but the two don't feel it at all.
"Xiang Ting," Tang Hongjia called out in a low voice, "come with me quickly."
Wang Xiangting blinked her eyes, her eyelashes always made herself unnatural: "What's wrong?"
"There are several designers over there," Tang Hongjia said, "There is one who wants to meet you, that is Jian Gehua... I will take you to meet him, and meet other designers by the way, maybe you can get more Opportunity."
Wang Xiangting thought that this is indeed a good time, the opportunity is always won by oneself, but there is still heavy makeup on the face, it is obviously too late to remove the makeup, but after thinking about it, the designers have obviously seen everything, this is probably not true What kind of.
Things like this are not unusual.
Tang Hongjia led her through the venue in a hurry. The venue that had just ended was still a bit messy. She walked in the last show of the day. The models, behind-the-scenes personnel, and reporters hadn't left yet. Some keen reporters recognized this Not long ago, Wang Xiangting, who shot a big-name advertisement, all took pictures of her.
During the fashion week every season, in addition to the popular top models, new faces have also become the most concerned topics. This year, Wang Xiangting is undoubtedly the most concerned.
As soon as she debuted, she was favored by famous luxury goods. Who can say that she is not the next supermodel?
For the camera, Wang Xiangting is very familiar with it. Even in a hurry, she still turned her head and smiled at the camera.
Even if it can only be regarded as a casual street shot, no matter from which angle the finished film is viewed, she gives people the impression of a very natural and relaxed posture, without any sense of tension facing the camera.
What Tang Hongjia said was true. Several designers gathered together to chat about something, men and women, dressed in fashion or avant-garde.
Wang Xiangting is not a person with stage fright, she walked up to her and said hello graciously.
One of the several designers is Jian Gehua. Jian Gehua is the chief designer of the domestic first-line brand "Randu". Wang Xiangting's show is for "Randu".
Jian Gehua immediately fell in love with Wang Xiangting among a group of long-legged and thin-waisted models, and hoped that she could open the show.
Wang Xiangting is actually very grateful to him, for his trust in her as a newcomer.
Seeing that it was Wang Xiangting who came, Jian Gehua couldn't help laughing: "You're here."
Wang Xiangting smiled tacitly with him, and the two had already communicated in the background.
"'Rising Star'," another designer joked, "You are the latest rookie king. This is your first time to walk in the show, and you walked out of the opening show."
It sounds like the designer doesn't like her very much, and her tone is weird. Wang Xiangting's violent temper would definitely be ignored by such a person, but at this moment, she can only suppress the tiredness of her body and smile slightly. Said: "It's just a matter of luck."
Fortunately, almost everyone said that when they saw her. These three words seemed to be the biggest label on Wang Xiangting's head.
After all, not everyone has the opportunity to pick up the leak.
"Sometimes people are just so unlucky." Jian Gehua glanced at Wang Xiangting meaningfully, and then suddenly smiled, "But having said that, besides being lucky, Tina also has good conditions, otherwise I wouldn't let her give her a chance." I'm starting."
"Indeed," said another designer, "it's not an exaggeration to say that she has the best figure on the runway in China recently."
Wang Xiangting was unwilling to hear this, but she could only laugh along with it and said, "That's ridiculous."
She put on a humble enough attitude, and she didn't know whether she won the favor of these designers, but after this conversation, Jian Gehua took the initiative to find him, hoping to cooperate in the future.
To be favored by a designer is undoubtedly the most fulfilling thing for a fledgling model.
Especially Jian Gehua still trusts himself so much.
On the way home, Wang Xiangting was sitting in the car, playing with the business card repeatedly in her hands.
When she was in the show, she was always in a state of extreme excitement, and she didn't feel tired until she met those designers. Now, as time passed, the excitement gradually cooled down, and she began to feel more and more tired. I'm getting more and more tired, and I can't even keep my eyes open.
For this week's fashion week, she has been preparing for at least several months.
Humanity is 1 minute on stage, ten years off stage. Everyone said that she was born to do this job, and God rewarded her with food, but who knows how much she paid for it.
But Wang Xiangting didn't say anything, no matter who she said it to, it was so meaningless, and if she wanted to stand at the top of the world, she had to get used to this kind of life.
Wang Xiangting didn't like to bring assistants. Tang Hongjia only had such a model, so she took painstaking efforts to take her. The road home was a bit bumpy. Wang Xiangting was bumped several times while sitting in the back seat, but even so, she still didn't make any moves. She was so tired that she couldn't spare any energy to do other superfluous things.
Tang Hongjia glanced at her in the rearview mirror, slowed down the car a little, and turned down the volume of the radio.
The soft female voice on the radio chanted in a low voice:
Put your makeup on
Get your nails done
Curly your hair
Ruramile
Keep it slim so they like you, do they like you...
Wang Xiangting felt the soft female voice lingering in her ears, and she felt that she was slowly relaxing with that voice. She felt that her eyelids were slowly sinking. She didn't resist and let herself fall into a sweet dream.
At this time, it was four o'clock in the morning, and many people in the city had already fallen asleep soundly, but for Wang Xiangting, this was just the first night of countless similar nights she would experience in the future.
Many people may find it incomprehensible, or even feel that it is very hard work, but Wang Xiangting feels that even though it is hard work, it is worth it.
The author has something to say: The storm cries for collection~~~
Thanks to the monster meow and the flashing mines~
This article is a sweet and easy article, there are gold fingers, Su
The article is a combination of reality and YY. Some of the things about the fashion circle are based on information, most of which are fabricated by the author, which is different from the reality. YY is the main thing. Bo Qing smiles, don’t take it seriously^_^
Although the show ended perfectly just now, and the designers and models had a perfect curtain call, but at this moment, Wang Xiangting's mind was still revisiting the music.
Sitting on the chair in front of the makeup mirror, Wang Xiangting blinked her eyes hard. The thick false eyelashes and the greasy feeling of makeup on her face made her feel very uncomfortable.
She opened her eyes hard, her vision was blurred, even if she rubbed her eyes again, she couldn't make her vision clearer. She dipped some water on her palms and patted her cheeks lightly to wake up her head a bit.
This is the first time for Wang Xiangting to participate in China International Fashion Week. She is not from a professional background, so she went abroad for three months of special training, just to catch up with those models with a professional background.
Fortunately, her academic performance is good. She is among the crowd. Although she is not the best and most stable one, she is not the worst one either.
There is always the worst one, but Wang Xiangting doesn't want it to be herself.
She looked around, and most of the female models who walked the show with her had already changed into their own clothes. Most of them had perfect figures: slender waist, straight and slender legs, daunting height, and occasionally The two have stunning faces, and they are not afraid to show off their youthful bodies in front of the crowd.
Wang Xiangting is also one of them.
Some people in the industry always say that Wang Xiangting is a person who is rewarded by God.
Strictly speaking, she cannot be regarded as a "beauty" in the eyes of young people nowadays: she has a small face, a pair of red phoenix eyes, high cheekbones, clear outline, slightly curved mouth corners, and her appearance is full of oriental temperament.
The looks are very different from those Internet celebrities with many fans on the Internet, but Wang Xiangting has never had the idea of using a knife on her face. She does not deny the pursuit of girls with awl faces and big eyes, but she does not deny her unique beauty.
What is "beauty"?
Beauty is defined by itself.
What's more, beauty is too easy for the fashion industry, and the discovery and display of style is hard to find.
Perhaps because of learning dance since childhood, Wang Xiangting has grown faster than others since she was a child. When she was ten years old, Wang Xiangting was 170 centimeters tall. When she stopped growing, Wang Xiangting was already 179 centimeters.
But she has always been optimistic, and her attitude is always positive, and Wang Xiangting's personality is not bad, and her height problem did not bring her any special troubles.
For most people, she is probably a little lucky.
After graduating from a famous film school, she wanted to be an actress, but by chance, she met the famous luxury brand Inés, which released a new make-up in China. The other party wanted to shoot a series of dynamic advertisements, looking for an Asian female model with ballet dancing experience, Wang Xiangting A friend of mine worked in-house and immediately recommended her. Wang Xiangting was not from a major, but the other party was pressed for time and money, so they hit it off as soon as they met.
So Wang Xiangting stepped into the fashion circle and began to emerge.
Perhaps the music on the show was too psychedelic, which gave Wang Xiangting a feeling that reality and illusion were intertwined. She looked at the messy backstage, and those psychedelic lights were hazy in her eyes.
She moved her stiff neck, put on her coat, and walked out.
It's just that she just came out of the show, and before she had time to remove her makeup, she saw her manager Tang Hongjia trotting over.
Although Tang Hongjia is a man, his height is only 160 centimeters. Standing with Wang Xiangting, who is 179 centimeters, is always a little indescribable, but the two don't feel it at all.
"Xiang Ting," Tang Hongjia called out in a low voice, "come with me quickly."
Wang Xiangting blinked her eyes, her eyelashes always made herself unnatural: "What's wrong?"
"There are several designers over there," Tang Hongjia said, "There is one who wants to meet you, that is Jian Gehua... I will take you to meet him, and meet other designers by the way, maybe you can get more Opportunity."
Wang Xiangting thought that this is indeed a good time, the opportunity is always won by oneself, but there is still heavy makeup on the face, it is obviously too late to remove the makeup, but after thinking about it, the designers have obviously seen everything, this is probably not true What kind of.
Things like this are not unusual.
Tang Hongjia led her through the venue in a hurry. The venue that had just ended was still a bit messy. She walked in the last show of the day. The models, behind-the-scenes personnel, and reporters hadn't left yet. Some keen reporters recognized this Not long ago, Wang Xiangting, who shot a big-name advertisement, all took pictures of her.
During the fashion week every season, in addition to the popular top models, new faces have also become the most concerned topics. This year, Wang Xiangting is undoubtedly the most concerned.
As soon as she debuted, she was favored by famous luxury goods. Who can say that she is not the next supermodel?
For the camera, Wang Xiangting is very familiar with it. Even in a hurry, she still turned her head and smiled at the camera.
Even if it can only be regarded as a casual street shot, no matter from which angle the finished film is viewed, she gives people the impression of a very natural and relaxed posture, without any sense of tension facing the camera.
What Tang Hongjia said was true. Several designers gathered together to chat about something, men and women, dressed in fashion or avant-garde.
Wang Xiangting is not a person with stage fright, she walked up to her and said hello graciously.
One of the several designers is Jian Gehua. Jian Gehua is the chief designer of the domestic first-line brand "Randu". Wang Xiangting's show is for "Randu".
Jian Gehua immediately fell in love with Wang Xiangting among a group of long-legged and thin-waisted models, and hoped that she could open the show.
Wang Xiangting is actually very grateful to him, for his trust in her as a newcomer.
Seeing that it was Wang Xiangting who came, Jian Gehua couldn't help laughing: "You're here."
Wang Xiangting smiled tacitly with him, and the two had already communicated in the background.
"'Rising Star'," another designer joked, "You are the latest rookie king. This is your first time to walk in the show, and you walked out of the opening show."
It sounds like the designer doesn't like her very much, and her tone is weird. Wang Xiangting's violent temper would definitely be ignored by such a person, but at this moment, she can only suppress the tiredness of her body and smile slightly. Said: "It's just a matter of luck."
Fortunately, almost everyone said that when they saw her. These three words seemed to be the biggest label on Wang Xiangting's head.
After all, not everyone has the opportunity to pick up the leak.
"Sometimes people are just so unlucky." Jian Gehua glanced at Wang Xiangting meaningfully, and then suddenly smiled, "But having said that, besides being lucky, Tina also has good conditions, otherwise I wouldn't let her give her a chance." I'm starting."
"Indeed," said another designer, "it's not an exaggeration to say that she has the best figure on the runway in China recently."
Wang Xiangting was unwilling to hear this, but she could only laugh along with it and said, "That's ridiculous."
She put on a humble enough attitude, and she didn't know whether she won the favor of these designers, but after this conversation, Jian Gehua took the initiative to find him, hoping to cooperate in the future.
To be favored by a designer is undoubtedly the most fulfilling thing for a fledgling model.
Especially Jian Gehua still trusts himself so much.
On the way home, Wang Xiangting was sitting in the car, playing with the business card repeatedly in her hands.
When she was in the show, she was always in a state of extreme excitement, and she didn't feel tired until she met those designers. Now, as time passed, the excitement gradually cooled down, and she began to feel more and more tired. I'm getting more and more tired, and I can't even keep my eyes open.
For this week's fashion week, she has been preparing for at least several months.
Humanity is 1 minute on stage, ten years off stage. Everyone said that she was born to do this job, and God rewarded her with food, but who knows how much she paid for it.
But Wang Xiangting didn't say anything, no matter who she said it to, it was so meaningless, and if she wanted to stand at the top of the world, she had to get used to this kind of life.
Wang Xiangting didn't like to bring assistants. Tang Hongjia only had such a model, so she took painstaking efforts to take her. The road home was a bit bumpy. Wang Xiangting was bumped several times while sitting in the back seat, but even so, she still didn't make any moves. She was so tired that she couldn't spare any energy to do other superfluous things.
Tang Hongjia glanced at her in the rearview mirror, slowed down the car a little, and turned down the volume of the radio.
The soft female voice on the radio chanted in a low voice:
Put your makeup on
Get your nails done
Curly your hair
Ruramile
Keep it slim so they like you, do they like you...
Wang Xiangting felt the soft female voice lingering in her ears, and she felt that she was slowly relaxing with that voice. She felt that her eyelids were slowly sinking. She didn't resist and let herself fall into a sweet dream.
At this time, it was four o'clock in the morning, and many people in the city had already fallen asleep soundly, but for Wang Xiangting, this was just the first night of countless similar nights she would experience in the future.
Many people may find it incomprehensible, or even feel that it is very hard work, but Wang Xiangting feels that even though it is hard work, it is worth it.
The author has something to say: The storm cries for collection~~~
Thanks to the monster meow and the flashing mines~
This article is a sweet and easy article, there are gold fingers, Su
The article is a combination of reality and YY. Some of the things about the fashion circle are based on information, most of which are fabricated by the author, which is different from the reality. YY is the main thing. Bo Qing smiles, don’t take it seriously^_^
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