Milan Fashion Week for Fall/Winter in Italy.

The plane landed, Yan Crimson, who had experienced a day of tossing in China, just wanted to continue to lie down and rest, but the seven-hour time difference made her have to stay up.

Tingting, a work assistant like a little girl next to her, is girlish, energetic, and constantly chattering on the side, jet lag is trivial to her, "Sister Yan, why is it just the two of us in this fashion week, the usual stylists and makeup artists have not followed, and even Brother Earn has something to do with me, what should we do?"

"I'll make my own plans, I'll talk about it after I've rested. The slightly tired face no longer had the strength to say another superfluous word.

It took more than ten hours of sleep for her energy to recover. According to the rules of life on weekdays, get up early to exercise, take a shower, change clothes, put on light makeup, eat nutritious meals, drink black coffee, and go out.

The Golden Quadrangle of Milan, Italy.

"Sister Yan, what are we doing here? Shopping? The key is that we haven't chosen the clothes we will see tomorrow's show, and the brand owner has sent a few alternatives, but they are all basic high-end models, and there are no highlights. ”

"That's why we need to go today, no matter what we see or hear, don't speak, can we do it?"

"Surely, Sister Yan can tell me in advance? We have all walked out of the Golden Quadrangle District for a long time, where is this remote place now?"

Yan Crimson smiled mysteriously, "Keep it secret!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed open a glass door and walked in, and the scene inside the door was littered with bits and pieces of cloth, and the clothes made were messily scattered on the only sofa that could accommodate people, and half of the semi-finished products occupied the tool table, covering the only living person to reveal the upper body that was half lying on his stomach.

The sudden intrusion of the two did not alarm someone who was working, Yan Crimson did not bother, and turned out the kettle from the mess. The master began to boil water, took out his own pre-rain tea Longjing, brewed, skimmed, and divided the tea, and the rich aroma of green tea wafted in the small studio, waking up the man immersed in his own world.

"It's so fragrant, the pre-rain tea Longjing in West Lake!"

"Well, taste. ”

"Sure enough, it still tastes good! Everything is good here, but you can't buy authentic domestic products, I haven't drunk this taste for a long time, it's the same as when I was a child. The tea leaves are flat, smooth and straight, the color is tender and green, the aroma is fresh and tender, the taste is fresh and sweet, the bottom of the leaves is delicate, the color is green, the shape is beautiful, the fragrance is lush, the taste is mellow, light and distant, fragrant and clear. The top-notch, inch-two-inch gold, for the sake of your sincerity, will you speak?"

"Qin Feifei, I'm here to see you waste your talents, living in this small ten-square-meter studio, your talent should shine in the fashion week outside, there should be a place for you, instead of helping people change clothes here and occasionally make a piece of clothing to survive. Your life wasn't supposed to be like this, I'm here to help you straighten things out, to invite you back to your stage, would you like to?"

"Heh, all year round, many people use this method to persuade me, why do you think I will listen to you?"

"Obviously, I can help you achieve it immediately, I was invited to participate in tomorrow's AMQ show, as long as I am amazing tomorrow, as my designated stylist, you can't regain your reputation? Milan Fashion Week brings together the top professional buyers, fashion people, media, celebrities, etc., with strong style trend leadership, and you must know better than me the impact of being able to stand out. ”

Qin Feifei was silent for a while, what Yan Scarlet could say had already been said, she only relied on the rumors she occasionally heard later, on the one hand, she really couldn't bear to let him waste time here and be smoothed out by life; on the other hand, she wanted to take this whimsical ghost horse stylist into her bag as soon as possible, make a stunning appearance at Milan Fashion Week, break the obsession of her previous life, and carry out her next plan.

If you want to talk about her obsession in her last life, she won the Berlin Film Queen, at the age of twenty-five, she was immeasurably beautiful, and was praised by the domestic media, the cover of every magazine page, the headline of every news, and the content of the report are her. At the same time, she was invited by a brand to participate in Milan Fashion Week that year.

When her team prepared for this early, planned countless plans, dressed her up excitedly, and vowed to follow this opportunity to increase exposure and impact the world, Brother Yu also boasted at that time that Haikou must send her to Hollywood and cultivate our own Oscar-winning actress, the team went to the show with her excitedly, wanting to record the highlight moment of this moment.

I didn't expect to encounter naked irony!

The public relations manager of the brand didn't know who she was, so he hurriedly left her and treated her warmly to another domestic invited traffic Xiao Xianrou, leaving her in the cold wind, and finally relying on the high-end dress of the brand she was wearing to be recognized and able to enter the first row of the show, and the traffic Xiao Xianrou was also seated in the first row.

At that time, she didn't bother to watch the whole show from beginning to end, and she had to pretend to appreciate it with a smile, nodding occasionally to cope with the scrutiny around her.

There are few foreign cameras in the show aimed at her, and domestic cameras are more to track the news of small fresh meat.

After the catwalk, another elderly public relations manager of the brand came to apologize, saying that the public relations manager who received her was a newcomer, and she would only be neglected if she didn't get home, and the company had fired her to apologize.

Although Yan Scarlet said verbally that it didn't matter, she didn't blame it.

However, the people in the team were all depressed, and they didn't know if they were angry at the time, "The Berlin movie queen is not as good as a small flow of fresh meat, and a piece of clothing is more faceless than a person!"

At that time, none of them could answer a word, the whole team returned to China in frustration, no one had the heart to visit fashionable Milan, the prepared street photography could not be done, and Brother Zhen never mentioned the rhetoric of the day, as if it was just a dream.

When you wake up from a dream, how can you remember the ridiculous things you said when you were drunk.

At that time, she was also a blindfolded person by reality, and she didn't know where to go, and she didn't know where to go for many years.

Falling into hard thought, she looked up for the first time and found that the industry she lived in had changed, and it was no longer the norm she thought it was, traffic was in charge, and it abounded, because this is the trend of the times, and no one can change the trend of the times.