Mr. Butler on the catwalk

LGM's final show of the year opened with the most shocking prop ever.

A walking stick made from a human fibula.

--fibula.One of the two bones of the calf, located on the outer side of the calf, behind the outer tibia, slender, divided into one body and two ends.

——The length of the fibula of a human adult can vary from 40 to 50 centimeters.

The cane held by Sasha, who appeared first, is composed of three adult human fibulas connected in series.

These bones come from human cadavers, the ones that are dissected in medical schools.A fashion wizard on a whim approached the anatomy class and, with decent decorum, dismantled three bones from two dead bodies.The raw materials of the cane were thus obtained, with a damp smell.

...And now in the LGM finale show, at the opening moment, no one has noticed the material of the cane.The eyes of the audience first narrowed slightly when the strong light came on, and then slowly adapted to the scene that was as bright as day.They tried to see clearly the figure that came out first surrounded by silver fireworks, and then their attention was attracted by the cane protruding from the man's hand.

From a distance, the walking stick they saw was pure white, like it was made of white coral or ivory.It is divided into three parts end to end, linked by two silver hoops in the middle, which is an atypical European-style scepter design.The scepter is decorated with silver friezes that sparkle dazzlingly in spotlights, reminiscent of the Milky Way.

"No.12 camera, close-up of the cane. No. [-] camera, prepare to shoot Attire from bottom to top. Start switching, twelve!"

Such a voice came from the intercom.So the details of the cane were presented on sixteen huge high-definition LED screens in the venue.Some of these screens were hung upside down at the highest point of the venue, and some covered the walls on all sides.The moment the screen was turned on, twelve identical mirror images were instantly reflected in the venue.Some spectators withdrew their bodies slightly, but the real visual impact was yet to come.

As the image on the screen was clearly seen, the audience discovered the true face of the cane.

The three fibulas were joined by crystal-studded silver bolts, polished and painted to an innocent, mother-of-pearl sheen.The lower end of the cane is cut into a very sharp cone, and then covered with a hoop to prevent wear and tear.The top part of the cane retains the natural shape of the human bone, and the slightly concave part is held in the hand obediently.The spiral carved pattern gently wraps around the cane from top to bottom—it is an extremely detailed skull decoration, hundreds of skulls of different sizes are connected in a striped pattern, and the parts of the bones It was painted with silver paint, and the sunken eyes were set in crystal.

The details projected on the giant screen are almost infinitely magnified, and the audience even has to forget that the skeleton reliefs are actually only the size of rice grains.It’s a delicate aesthetic that sends chills down your spine – overcast and complex, making it hard to breathe.You can see the honeycomb dimples on the cane that only real bones have, and you feel more and more uncomfortable—or, more specifically, guilty.The reason for the latter is that while you know how sinful the cane is, you are irresistibly intoxicated by its extreme beauty.

There was an eerie silence in the venue at this time.Everyone is holding their breath.

The close-up of the cane fades away, replaced by another shot at a distance.Start at the model's feet and move up slowly -- starting with a pair of bare, bloodless feet, slowly up, up.

Silver cotton thread and white linen thread form a spider web shape, layer by layer, forming a robe full of holes.The almost nothingness of the robe has no fixed outline, wrapping the model's body like flowing water, fluttering lightly with the movement of the model's steps.You start to wonder if this dress has any weight, and whether it looks like you are wearing clouds behind your upper body.

The camera continues upward, and you seem to see the waistline of the model clearly from the transparent and opaque texture.You frowned, it must be an illusion.Then you see the open neckline, and you see the slender collarbone.This model is white, you think—he is dressed in silver and white, but it is his own skin that glows white.You want to see the shape of his neck clearly, but the camera is one step ahead of you, and you see his face.

Great, so you are doomed.

Sasha didn't have too much makeup on her face.He is a person carved from ice and snow, carrying the breath of this Siberian ice field.Too much color will stain him, but what if there is only a little color? What if this only little color is spotted on his lips?

From head to toe he had no breath that could be called a living thing.As soon as he appeared on the stage, what he held in his hand was a chilling forbidden thing.His skin has no color, his clothing has no form.He didn't look like a corpse, like that kind of stiff dead thing.But there are too many differences between him and what you know as ordinary people.You can't take your eyes off this otherworldly beauty, but you can't touch him—you don't want to, don't dare.You and him are in two worlds.

...then you saw his lips.You subconsciously judged that it should be a bloodless existence, but you saw two pale pink lips that only living humans have.

Your heart starts beating violently.

A close-up of Sasha's face appeared on the screen, with flawless facial features.The lips are slightly parted, in a relaxed state.His eyes were blank, without any inferred emotion.Sasha's mind seemed empty, but not because of his stupidity, but because of his purity.He is like a child who has just been born, without the breath of the world.But because you can see his lips, you know he's just like you, man. "Touchable" - you come to that conclusion.You want to kiss his lips, put your hands on his throat, want to be tender.

Sasha walked on the stage without distraction.At the end of the walkway was a staircase leading down, from where he continued to descend.He lowered his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and a few strands of hair slipped out of the hair tie in the casually tied ponytail.so gorgeous.You want to rape him.You stare at him, watching him sink into the obscure shadows cast by the spiral staircase.

With the lights on the first, highest aisle slowly fading, LGM's first model catwalk is complete.

……

There was a corner of the auditorium that was always silent in darkness.There is no whispered eager audience around this corner, no brightly dressed invited guests.But it is also this corner that occupies the best position to view the walkway and the screen.From the beginning, there were very few conversations in this corner, but now, a deep voice finally spoke.

"...He finally took this position."

There was regret in Gordon's voice, but more complex emotions.

"You're not wrong, don't doubt yourself." Luo Han's voice sounded relatively relaxed, but compared with the usual tone of conversation, it was more precipitated: "But neutral beauty is the most resonant . His choice was not wrong."

"Is the most resonance the best?" Gordon's eyes reflected the light of the screen in the dark, "...I don't think so. It's really a great show, his figure will definitely linger in front of others Go. But I don't feel convinced."

Rohan was silent.

"His body is beautiful. But as a model, a symbol that expresses meaning to people. He is empty."

Luo Han seemed to be thinking about an answer, but what he really said was:

"The next one is coming... Colin."

……

Sasha was about to finish walking the aisle, and was making a lap on the ground floor, getting ready to go backstage.His battle was over, and he felt the wetness behind him.In the corridor on the second floor, Colin's figure has appeared.There are still fifteen people who are ready to fight to the death on this stage.Sasha took a deep breath, walked backstage, and moved to the lounge.

The lounge and waiting area are in completely different areas.During this time, the lounge was unusually quiet and empty.The feeling of the cane in his hand became very clear, and Sasha shivered inexplicably.He didn't want to look down at the thing in his hand, so he put it at one end of the lounge, walked to the other end and sat down.It was too quiet, he felt itchy in his palms, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

And the voice that broke the silence afterwards made the hairs stand on his back: "Why didn't you tell me that there are no protection measures on the stage!"

This sentence is in Chinese, Sasha can't understand.He looked around suspiciously, trying to find the source of the sound.

...and in the assistant lounge next to the lounge, Zhang Yishan was confronting He Shiwei.

He Shiwei's expression was not good, his clenched teeth made his side face show a depressed outline: "...the 30cm guardrail. He is in the highest aisle."

...and here on stage, Colin walks with a huge blue diving helmet-style hood.He was wearing a big, stiff, tawny woolen suit with padded shoulders, a surreal outfit that made him look top-heavy.There was pleasant and good-natured laughter from the audience.However, Colin in the aisle had his hairline wet with sweat.

The aisle he was on was not the highest, but it was more than ten meters away from the ground.The aisles are all transparent, with thirty centimeters of guardrails on both sides, not even up to knee height, but that's all.That's all.His hood had a metal band, and the pressure on his head hurt your temples.He was afraid of his sudden dizziness, and fell headlong down the aisle—he took a deep breath, and pushed the short, terrifying thought out of his mind.

... Zhang Yishan looked at He Shiwei with a stiff expression.It took a long time to say: "The transparent protective net...does not meet the load-bearing specifications...LGM...it didn't fit in the end..."

A tragic smile appeared on He Shiwei's face:

"He can't see. If he goes astray this time, he dies, you know."