Mr. Butler on the catwalk

Day three.

Johnson's Special catwalk day.

...Compared to most of the shows being indoors, this time Gongsun chose to completely expose the runway to the outdoors.Such an environment is difficult to create the blurred modern atmosphere that most designers pursue, but this time Gongsun is determined to follow the natural style, so he doesn't care so much - he doesn't even use a few LED screens.This time the runway is a high platform made of wood, because the beach of Koh Samui is narrow, the outermost part of the auditorium is actually built in the shallow sea.This kind of structure is easy to make people feel crude, but fortunately, Gongsun paid attention to the details - the piles of the catwalk and the seats of the auditorium are painted with colorful finger paintings. Leaves, lizards and shells, paired with this informal theme, feel bold and joyful.

Luo Lin is sitting in the background now, his palms are slightly covered with sweat.The make-up artist here is no better than the ones he has encountered before, and he will start working on his chin as soon as he sits down; on the contrary, this time the make-up artist-or the master who painted the face-wears Wide T-shirt and lazy shorts, talking and laughing loudly, while poking and wiping his face casually.Not only that, but even the models' hair was blown up casually.Such a situation could not help but make Luo Lin a little worried.The staff were supposed to help them straighten their trouser seams with a steam iron, but now they each took a large tray filled with sliced ​​watermelons and asked in English: "Does anyone want watermelon? It's sweet?"

...This is not the background in his understanding at all...

Luo Lin exhaled, stood up and prepared to change clothes.Compared with Luo Lin's serious expression, some of the other models looked like they hadn't slept enough, moving slowly.The main designer, Gongsun, squeezed through the crowd with a piece of watermelon in his mouth, and finally stood still in front of Luo Lin.

Gongsun swallowed the watermelon in his mouth, clapped his hands, and asked Luo Lin suspiciously: "You don't seem very happy. What are you thinking?"

Luo Lin put the hair on the side of his face behind his ears, and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm a little worried about the next stage... I don't have much experience after all."

"As for..." Gongsun "hush" and patted Luo Lin's shoulder: "Just relax. I know you, a newcomer, will be worried when you see the chaos in the backstage, but nothing will happen. Yes. We wanted to highlight the relaxed atmosphere this time, even if you fall down on stage, just get up with a smile, it’s that simple... Remember to look happy, that’s all I ask for.”

Luo Lin nodded and exhaled lightly.

Gongsun's casual eyes became a little more serious, the corners of his mouth raised, and finally added: "Do what you can, remember to enjoy the process...you will become a very good model."

... There were only 5 minutes left before leaving the stage. The models changed their clothes and lined up in a row.

The audience all sat down, and the scene became quiet.

Luo Lin stood at the head, stepping on the casual beat of Joyce Cooling's "Whatarewewaitingfor", walking into the dazzling but not dazzling sunlight.

……

... This catwalk was praised for a long time afterwards.

Gongsun has always been an outlier in the design world.His styles are too varied, and the images he expresses are too dramatic, so although the clothes he designs are beautiful, their wearability is very low.However, this year, he launched a release that was neither left nor right during a period of time that was neither up nor down, but it was favored by customers and praised by professionals.Among them, the photo of the main show who was the first to appear on the stage with Gongsun at the end was published many times in several famous magazines.

In the photo, Luo Lin smiled happily - that smile was neither arrogant nor deliberately seductive; even his chin was slightly raised at an angle, which looked a bit childish.He is wearing a near-sleeveless national-style jacket with side-to-side lapels, the cuffs are opened to the ribs, and a white wide linen belt is used to highlight the silhouette.The color of the coat is mainly ochre, with traditional Thai water-shaped patterns rusted on it, so that the exquisite decoration balances the extensive hand-printed and dyed; because a large area of ​​ochre tends to make people feel blurred and tired, Gongsun used different widths White vertical stripes are used to dilute the color, adding a sense of modernity to the ethnic style.The focus of the belt is in the details—the edge of the simple belt is decorated with half a row of gorgeous silver-white metal decorations. If you look closely, you can find that the decorations are lacquered finger ornaments used in Thai dance.

This complicated top is balanced with a pair of neat white shorts, and the sense of weight is immediately clear.Luo Lin wore a pair of straw sandals with thin straps. The tough straps wrapped around his ankles, and after a few simple asymmetrical knots, they extended to below his knees.On the whole, the design of this whole set is very bright, and even the makeup and hairstyle that Luo Lin was worried about at first proved to be just right: the slightly disheveled hair has a natural sense of laziness, and the few hairs under the right cheekbone Wipe paint brings out the totemic masculinity.

The distance between Luo Lin's eyebrows and eyes is not as short as that of Europeans and Americans, and he usually does not show the decisive eyes of a tough guy, but in this show, he unexpectedly became suitable.His steps are steady and not light, but his shoulders and elbows are more relaxed than usual. With the happy expression on his face, he looks like a big boy from a small island in the South China Sea—he has no sense of depression, let alone sadness. atmosphere.When you see him walking towards you, you will only feel that he is sunny and cute.

... In many haute couture shows, the models either look serious like mafia, or have quirky expressions like a parody.But apart from this mainstream, Luo Lin and Gongsun also proved that the connotation of clothing can still be shown in a natural and casual way.

When Luo Lin and Gongsun took the stage to call the curtain at the end of the show, loud applause filled the long and narrow coast.

……

It was past noon when the show ended.Luo Lin's return flight takes off at night and will be the first group to leave Koh Samui.Therefore, when the other models took off their makeup and toured around the island, Luo Lin packed up the suitcases and sat quietly by the beach, waiting to board the plane later.

From a distance, Gongsun walked towards him.This not-so-young man had a straw in his mouth, his hands in his trouser pockets, and his red hair was very conspicuous.Gongsun sat down beside Luo Lin, bent his left leg, and put his elbow on his knee.

Gongsun didn't turn to him, but asked, "Won't you feel lonely looking at the sea alone?"

Facing the sea, Luo Lin smiled: "It's okay."

"It's a good view to share with others to be happy... You should take some photos and bring them back to your girlfriend."

Luo Lin showed some embarrassment on his face: "I don't have a girlfriend..."

Gongsun patted himself on the head: "Ohmyfault, it might be a boyfriend..."

Luo Lin smiled wryly: "...No. I don't have anyone I like right now..."

When Gongsun heard this, he frowned and said in doubt:

"I don't mean to offend...but have you ever had any bad experiences before? Why are you so unhappy when you talk about such things?"

Luo Lin lowered his head, looked at his feet, and showed a disappointed expression: "It's not... It's just that I don't think things like love have anything to do with me."

Gongsun breathed out, put his hands behind his head, and simply fell on his back on the beach and talked to Luo Lin: "Now is now, and the future will be the future, you are still young, you really shouldn't put on such a face... the first time I felt strange when I saw you, and your personality is too gentle, and you feel that you have no desires or desires. Although it is quite likable, it may not be a good thing if it goes on like this for a long time. "

Luo Lin buried his head lower: "...I'm sorry."

Gongsun put his finger under his nose and rubbed it: "Hey, this is not something to apologize for. I think you should be more passionate, no matter what it is. You performed very well on the runway, but I usually lack that kind of... how to put it, the sense of sharpness. If you want to be a better model, you should really make yourself tougher. Even love and so on, the same reason. "

Luo Lin's expression was a little stiff, but he still nodded and said thank you softly.

Gongsun looked at the blue sky and closed his eyes this time: "No one can know what will happen in the future, just like 20 years ago I never thought that I would live in Beijing and marry a motorcycle driver To be wives. But because we don’t know, we have to fight for the future. Otherwise, what’s the point of life?”

In the end, Gongsun raised his right hand and made a gesture of pointing a gun at the sky like a handsome boy: "Come on, handsomeboy!"

Luo Lin laughed, then nodded seriously.

……

On the evening of August [-]th, Luo Lin flew back to Shanghai from Thailand.

The plane landed at 03:30 the next morning.At that time, the sky was dead black, even though it was summer, it was still cool.

There were not many people on the flight, and the sparse few passengers walked towards the exit very dejectedly.At the pick-up place, He Shiwei's height was so conspicuous that even if he was only wearing a simple black suit and white short-sleeved sleeves, he could still be recognized by Luo Lin at a glance.

Luo Lin pressed the hair on the back of his head, and walked towards He Shiwei with a smile.

He Shiwei took Luo Lin's box naturally: "Welcome home... Are you tired?"

"I slept on the plane for a while, it's okay."

The two walked towards the parking lot while talking in low voices.Before getting into the car, Luo Lin said softly: "Brother He, I will definitely behave well when I go to America this time, so as not to embarrass you."

He Shiwei looked at him with serious and firm eyes, and said "yes" sincerely.

……

On August 23, Duan Fei flew to New York, USA.

The next day, he drove to the NYU admissions office on West Fourth Street.He originally lived in Long Island, and it took him less than 10 minutes to get here.

The staff in the office took a picture of his unsmiling face and printed it on the student ID card.Afterwards, the elderly Caucasian man looked through his materials again, and said to him very seriously: "We will relax most of the requirements for students who enter the school due to family donations. But there is only one thing, please understand that you are here to Do what. You will have maximum freedom and power, but please learn self-discipline and acquire knowledge.”

Duan Fei nodded silently.The old man stood up and shook hands with him, and finally smiled a little: "I hope you will become an alumnus that we are proud of in the future."

After coming out of the office, Duan Fei raised his head and clenched his fists under the sky of a foreign land.

……

On September [-], He Shiwei flew to Shenzhen at the request of his father to start a three-month auxiliary supervision of infrastructure construction.

He Shiwei said to Zhang Yishan with a headache: "What does this matter have to do with me? My dad is in construction but I am a model. What do they think?"

Zhang Yishan shook his head indifferently: "There is no way, who told the people over there to want to see your father's son? Besides, I think uncle also has feelings, and thinks that leaving you in Shanghai will cause trouble."

He Shiwei didn't speak for a long time, and finally only asked: "Yishan, if my dad and I make things clear in the future, will you speak for me?"

Zhang Yishan was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again: "What stupid question are you asking... let alone me, my dad treats you like his own son."

He Shiwei and his cousin exchanged a tacit look, tacit understanding.

……

On September [-]th, LGMCamp conducted regional interviews, and Luo Lin flew to Beijing.

His interviewer was a black man of great style.The interviewer read his resume carefully and asked him: "Who is the male model you admire the most?"

"SteveHo." Luo Lin replied honestly—this is He Shiwei's English name.

"why?"

"...Because...he is my boss..."

The interviewer smiled heartily, and then asked:

"What do you think of the modeling industry?"

Luo Lin was silent for a while, and then said seriously: "I can discover a different self from it, and use this new self to help others."

The interviewer nodded: "...very interesting."

A week later, the interview results were announced. Luo Lin ranked No.1 in the Greater China region and was successfully selected for LGMCamp. He was the only Chinese in the 17-person list.

……

On October [-]th, Luo Lin went downstairs to check the mailbox as a matter of routine.

I paid the water and electricity last month, and the water and electricity bills for this month have not yet come.It's just that there was a very thin ordinary letter lying in the mailbox, Luo Lin took it over and read it carefully.

The postmark and the recipient's address are in English.Luo Lin lowered his eyes and opened the letter.

——"The first month has passed. I wrote a lot of papers, and they were also pulled into the library for discussion. I chose psychology, economics, and political science. There should always be a useful one."

——"Please wait for me."

--"I love you."

Not signed.Luo Lin squeezed the letter paper into a ball, and after a long time, he unfolded the paper and put it back in his coat pocket.

……

On December [-]st, Luo Lin started packing for LG Mcamp, which will open in the United States the day after tomorrow.

There are sixteen English books piled up on his desk.After thinking about it, he took the top TOEFL vocabulary and put it in his backpack.

In the past few months, he has devoted all his time except work to English learning.Although the company said that he had hired an inexpensive translator, Luo Lin still seriously wanted to acquire the ability to communicate in foreign languages.

In recent days, the weather has started to turn cold.After tidying up the backpack, Luo Lin took out the clothes from the closet, carefully folded them and put them in the box.His clothes are all basic styles of black, white and gray, and his winter coats are only a thick woolen coat and a down jacket.However, Luo Lin is not uncomfortable with his meager clothing reserves. For him, it is good to shine at work, and it is not his style to show off at ordinary times.

While I was busy, the doorbell rang.Luo Lin ran over and opened the door, bringing in some air-conditioning from the outside.

He Shiwei stood outside the door holding a beautifully wrapped paper bag, smiling at him.

Luo Lin was a little surprised: "Didn't you say you won't be back until next week..."

He Shiwei walked into the house and took off the leather gloves: "You're gone next week, how can I see you off... I'm going to Singapore the day after tomorrow, and I happen to be walking with you."

Luo Lin seemed to remember something, and ran to the kitchen in a hurry: "Ah, just yesterday, Aunt Wang next door gave me a bag of tea tree mushrooms. I'll make soup for you..."

He Shiwei watched his busy back, his eyes slowly softened.He took off the long trench coat and put it aside, took out the contents of the paper bag in his hand, and walked to Luo Lin's bedroom.

Luo Lin's box was half open, and it seemed that the packing was at the end.He Shiwei rolled up the beige merino wool scarf in his hand, put it in the gap between the clothes, and then closed the zipper.

Just as Luo Lin took the clay pot out of the cabinet, seeing He Shiwei's inexplicable smile on his face, he couldn't help asking, "Is there anything happy about it?"

...it's a pleasure to see you.

He Shi smiled and shook his head: "How long will the soup be ready?"

……

On December [-]rd, Luo Lin will fly to New York, USA by plane this afternoon.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Luo Lin got into He Shiwei's car with a not-so-small black box.Because He Shiwei was going to fly to Singapore that afternoon, they made an appointment to go together.

When they arrived at the terminal, it was still a while before the boarding time. The two of them went through the security check, dragged their luggage, and slowly looked for the boarding gate.Pudong's Terminal [-] is designed to be extremely long horizontally. Even with electric walkways installed, the walking speed is still not fast enough.

Because he was going to a tropical country, He Shiwei only wore a white collarless silk shirt today, and even a suit with three-quarter sleeves.Although he walked indoors with a thick knitted scarf, he still felt a little cold.Compared to He Shiwei's embarrassment, Luo Lin was wearing a thick woolen overcoat, and the tip of his nose was so hot that it was a little red.

Sensing He Shiwei's discomfort, Luo Lin subconsciously pulled He Shiwei's hand over and put it in his pocket, and continued on his own way.He Shiwei's eyes widened slightly, and a feeling of something wrong in his heart came up again, and he couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he tried.

Seeing that He Shiwei looked at him strangely, Luo Lin stopped after thinking about it for a while, and was about to unbutton his coat: "I'd better wear the clothes for you first, or you'll catch a cold..."

To the right of where they were standing was the bathroom.He Shiwei let out a breath, and suddenly let go of the handle on the box, allowing the box to fall to the ground.

"It shouldn't be a problem to put it here..." He Shiwei said in such a low voice, randomly grabbed Luo Lin's backpack and threw it on the ground.Luo Lin didn't react, and He Shiwei dragged him into the bathroom before he could ask "what".He Shiwei kicked open the door of the nearest cubicle, locked the door with his hands behind his back, and before Luo Lin had any chance to speak, he leaned against the wall and kissed him.

Luo Lin was stunned.He Shiwei's right hand was placed behind his head, and his left hand clenched his right wrist tightly against He Shiwei's left chest.Luo Lin's lips were opened unconsciously at first, but He Shiwei's lips and tongue attacked in without any scruples.When his mind was blank, Luo Lin only looked aside helplessly, and after a few seconds he realized that what was slowly rotating against his tongue was He Xingwei's tongue.

Luo Lin seemed to be frightened by this fact, and wanted to push He Shiwei away and say no, but the voice stuck in his throat was more provocative than moaning.He Shiwei's breath became heavier, and his right hand moved from the back of Luo Lin's head to the front, tightening Luo Lin's chin.He Shiwei turned his head to the side, and his lower body, which had already reacted, was also pressed against Luo Lin, getting closer to Luo Lin.Luo Lin was really in a hurry, and was about to punch He Shiwei very hard, but He Shiwei lightly nibbled on his lower lip, ending the rough kiss.

Panting heavily, He Shiwei leaned back against the door panel.Luo Lin felt that his mind was in great turmoil. If it wasn't for the narrow space in the cubicle, he would almost fall down.

Neither of them spoke.This weird atmosphere lasted for a long time, until Luo Lin asked in confusion and annoyance: "Why..."

"...What do you think?" He Shiwei asked back in a good mood, raising his chin and showing a faint smile.After such a toss, his body that was originally cold also warmed up. Although the condition of the lower body seemed a bit awkward, the kiss with Luo Lin was indeed much better than all the kisses he had ever experienced.

Luo Lin frowned, buried his face in his hands, and said after a long time, "You are not gay..."

He Shiwei interrupted neatly: "I never said that."

So Luo Lin lowered his head, and his whole body was distressed as if he wanted to get into the ground.This look fell into He Shiwei's eyes, but it was cute as hell.

Unable to bear to bully him anymore, He Shiwei finally softened his tone:

"You take it the way you're comfortable. But please, don't act like it never happened."

Luo Lin didn't speak.

After a while, He Shiwei saw that Luo Lin was about to die in silence, and sighed, "Go alone, the bathroom is not always a good place...I'm sorry, I can only wish you all the way here Safety."

Luo Lin saw him move away from the door, as if he wanted to rush out.But in the end, he took a look at He Shiwei with a puzzled look on his face.

He Shi smiled wryly: "I can't get out of this situation for the time being."

Luo Lin's face turned red in an instant, he unlocked the door, and ran out as fast as a rabbit.

He Shiwei originally wanted to say "remember to call me", but what did he say when everyone disappeared?

...But it was the same when he called himself. Fortunately, he persuaded Luo Lin to bring the blackberry with him yesterday.

……

When he got on the plane, Luo Lin's face could almost be seen to be steaming.He still didn't react from the kiss just now, and he slowly took off his coat and put it on his hands when he realized that he was sweating from the heat.

The back of the shirt was a little wet.Luo Lin stared helplessly at the reading light on the roof of the cabin for a while, and finally he could only close his eyes.

Someone is approaching.

"Xiao Luoluo~ let me sit in, my seat is by the window~"

Luo Lin subconsciously stood up and gave up his seat to the person who came. He didn't raise his head until he realized that the person's tone and address were a bit strange.

Zhang Yishan in front of him was wearing a stylish black biker jacket, with an ermine scarf wrapped around his neck, and even a vintage suede military cap (PS are all imitations, this guy is afraid of killing).There was another "buzz" in Luo Lin's mind: "Yishan...why is it you?"

Zhang Yishan snorted, and sat down beside Luo Lin neatly: "Why can't it be me? I am the translator sent by the company. I just took this opportunity to go on vacation, maybe you will fly to Miami to take pictures of the beach What about blockbusters..."

Zhang Yishan said something else, but Luo Lin didn't listen.He leaned back on the back of the chair, only vaguely feeling: This trip to the United States...seems to be very different from what he thought...

The author has something to say: Hello everyone, I am Reed who is sick.As a disabled person who is bedridden, brother seems to be working hard again?No matter, this is the end of the last chapter of the first part, everyone is welcome to express their opinions.In the future, leave requests and related news will be posted on the "Bulletin Board" article. Occasionally, if you don't see me when it's time to update, please go there to check if I'm hung up again.This article considers the ending, so don't worry... Brother is a good person, and he is one of the few beast authors in this place who "gives readers what they want".So really don't worry, there will always be a day when you can see the ending you want to see.I started replying to messages, and the order is from front to back as usual... I can probably do 100+ messages today, and others... Cough anyway, I will try my best...

【Part Two: Entering the Camp】