Located in the Changbai District of the Third Ring Road of the Imperial Capital, it transforms into a Pansi Cave at the end of every year, absorbing countless strange fashion people day and night.

On Christmas Eve, tens of thousands of photographers, designers, fashion bloggers, and models from all over the world flocked to the imperial capital.

Imperial Capital Fashion Week, a good show.

Under the ambiguous and modern peach-colored light, in No. 32 Changbai District, which is shaped like a big blue jar, the fashion show of Sui Xiao, a popular designer in the imperial capital, will kick off here.

Ambiguous stylists, deafening electronic music, the smell of styling powder in the air, and rows of high-quality tailoring haute couture ...... The tense and chaotic show made Song Xing extra cordial.

With the invitation letter of Ren Duan's farewell, Song Xing chose a set of casual clothes on the cloud disk, and drove to Changbai District, but walked directly to the catwalk around the red carpet.

She's coming to see an old friend, and maybe regain that friendship and solve the mystery of Afra's plan just around the corner.

I didn't expect to meet acquaintances here.

"When is Fashion Week ready to set up stalls? ”

Jiang Luolin and Dong Ruyi hung the staff's signs, and sat in the third row at the same time as Song Xing. The two dressed up to attend, and saw that Song Xing was only wearing a denim suit and a little white dress, and they looked disgusted.

"She came, she won't delay our business, right?" Dong Ruyi asked Jiang Luolin in a low voice.

"Probably not, I can't see that I'm just here to rub the red carpet. Jiang Luolin pursed her lips

The two still lost no time in "introducing" Song Xing's background to the fashion celebrities around them as they did in school-stall background.

Song Xing passed by them as if he didn't see the two, and shouted to the security guard: "Trouble to clear the field." ”

The security guards came over to drive Jiang Luolin and Dong Ruyi away, and the people who wanted to sit in the front row of the show with their work cards were so annoying!

In the midst of the pushing, another group of people walked through the chaotic crowd, noticing that the guests and staff of the group stopped to make way for the visitors. For a while, the whole show fell silent, and even the rumbling music was quieter.

Everyone is afraid to offend this explosive temper!

Jiang Luolin hadn't noticed what was happening, and suddenly felt a pain in her back. Turning around, a pair of black leather boots full of rivets fell from Jiang Luolin's waist, and a pair of unbelievably long legs were collected for a long time before they were withdrawn.

Jiang Luolin couldn't believe that she was kicked in the show in full view of Fashion Week.

Song Xing looked up along his long legs, and saw a girl with a palm-sized face covered by black and over, surrounded by everyone, with a bright pink cherry mouth and a proud voice:

"In my way?"

The woman's voice was domineering, Jiang Luolin stepped forward to theorize, but was pulled by Dong Ruyi: "Forget it." ”

Of course, Jiang Luolin refused to just forget it: "My mother is a designer, will I be afraid of a model?"

She deliberately raised her voice to save face, and everyone looked at her with sympathetic eyes, and sure enough, she heard a sneer from the girl opposite: "Which designer is your mother, get out and see." ”

Jiang Luolin was about to rush forward, but Dong Ruyi grabbed Jiang Luolin: "She is Pei Luo, you can't afford to provoke her." ”

Jiang Luolin's body froze instantly:

"Pelo, the first place in the Asian Model Contest last month, and Pei Luo, who has just been selected as one of the 100 most beautiful people in the world?"

The long-legged woman disdainfully took off the black super, revealing her cat-like charming eyes, she squinted her eyes and poked her head out, smiling at Dong Jiang, her eye-piercing pink lips seducing all beings.

"I'm Pelo. ”

Song Xing smiled, it's not Pei Luo, whoever dares to meet someone in the front row of the fashion show will kick it, and his mouth is full of swearing. This long-legged beauty, who became the leading figure of Chinese models a few years later, has just made her mark in the fashion industry, and her bad temper is well known.

Putting away his laughter, Pei Luo habitually roared.

"I know that I haven't rolled yet, the most annoying thing for you little stars on the red carpet, you are not as long as my legs, you also deserve to come to Fashion Week?"

Dong Ruyi and Jiang Luolin's domineering spirit was ruthlessly killed by the popular Pei Luo, so they could only retreat to the side and dare not care anymore.

Pei Luo was idle, looked at the assistants around him, and said again: "Where's my coffee?"

The assistant flattened: "On the coffee table...... There is no coffee anymore. ”

Pei Luo glared at him: "Didn't I recruit all the stupid people in the imperial capital, wouldn't you buy it without coffee, find a coffee bean to have a cup of coffee with him for so long......"

Someone handed her coffee.

Pei Luo's eyes looked through the heat of the coffee, and saw a girl with a cold face holding a paper cup, her eyes determined:

"Pharisee, the last cup on the coffee table, I haven't drunk it. ”

Pei Luo looked at it cautiously several times and took the coffee with anger. I just wanted to scold the assistant next to me again, but my expression suddenly froze after smelling the aroma of coffee.

This coffee is so fragrant!

Pei Luo squinted at Song Xing:

"It's pretty good, and I have the same taste. ”

Song Xing smiled bitterly:

"Pharisee, dark roasted coffee with cream and granulated sugar, only 3 drops of rum without cinnamon. ”

Pei Luo was surprised that this girl really had the same coffee preference as mine.

Still with a straight face, after taking a sip of coffee, his eyes drifted over Song Xing's head.

A rich aroma of coffee lingers between the lips and teeth, and rum and cream add depth to the aroma.

"I've learned a little bit, I can't remember what I've taught you for so long. Pei Luo took the coffee and didn't say a word of thanks.

Song Xing's heart was full of tears: "Feelings, in your previous life, you rubbed my coffee for ten years!"

Because of this cup of coffee, Pei Luo looked at Song Xing, but stopped at this glance. She wears a chiffon white ruffled dress, elkskin boots, and a denim jacket.

Pelo could see that the coat was hand-cut and hand-sewn. The stitching is neat, reflecting a strong sense of design, and the unfinished tape measure hangs out of the pocket. In fact, more than a dozen pockets contain tools - folding scissors, sewing kits, zippers of various colors, small pliers......

Backstage at the show, Pelo has seen many designers who carry tools with them in case they need them. At the moment, everyone else is dressed beautifully, even with diamonds on her nails, only she is dressed like a tailor.

looks stupid and cold, but seems to be very interested in fashion. It's not like an artist watching a show and rubbing the red carpet, but like a show by himself.

Pelo admired it inexplicably.

"You. ”

Pei Luo pointed at Song Xing with his finger, but there was a little less arrogance in his tone:

"Who?"

"A little-known newcomer, a young actor. Song Xing replied honestly.

"What fashion show did the actors come to see?"

"For the sake of popularity, following you, can't I get a few pages?" Song Xingwan smiled.

Pei Luo was stunned, but he didn't expect the girl in front of him to be so direct. Fortunately, she is also a person who plays cards unreasonably, and what she said next surprised the entire show.

"You come back with me in a moment. After the show, I will do a few interviews, maybe a reporter will look at my face and take a few pictures of you, anyway, when you report it, they will P you. ”