Many famous fashion designers are famous at a young age, such as Alexander Wang, that is, the Chinese-American Mr. Wang Daren, this brother has the most iron relationship with Brother Chun, so Brother Chun is also popular in the fashion circle, and is often a frequent visitor to New York Fashion Week, and Wang Daren also graduated from Parsons School of Design, a famous fashion college in New York......

Lin Zhengrong is young and has a background in a prestigious school, but he established his own brand of the same name, and then went to the Carroucelle Hall of the Louvre, but it took eight years to be positive, and the eight-year War of Resistance was over, and he became a cutting-edge designer, even so, he is a good Chinese designer, if it is not for an accident, he will definitely have a place in the fashion circle in the future.

Speaking of which, we have to mention the Louvre, which is the palace of the former French emperors, anyway, it is similar to the Forbidden City in China, but the French Fashion Association is very bullish, with the influence of the French Fashion Association, the Louvre Carroucelle Hall and the Tuileries Garden were opened as official show venues.

This is simply impossible in China, if you want to hold a fashion show in the Forbidden City, don't even think about it, of course, if you go to the Great Hall of the People, it is still possible, as long as you have a little relationship in these years, plus money, the Great Hall of the People can still be rented as a show.

Of course, in another time and space, he is actually in a very good situation, at least he sees hope, and he was still mixed under a big-name creative director for five or six years.

It's a pity that he hasn't been able to enjoy the glory of fame, so he hung up directly.

Thinking that he was killed by shouting injustice, Lin Zhengrong felt more and more that Li Mingzhe was a hateful face.

This bastard, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have much trouble, of course, if it weren't for this thing, he wouldn't have fainted, and he wouldn't have dreamed like this, in a parallel world, to experience such an extremely wonderful life.

As soon as he thought about these things, Lin Zhengrong suddenly took out his mobile phone, he didn't want to look at his Weibo popularity about Scarlett Johansson, but directly searched on Baidu, in his time and space, is there also a person named Lin Zhengrong in Paris, France.

But it's a pity that no, but a young designer named Lin Wenyuan caught his attention, the other party was too similar to his experience in his previous life, and what made Lin Zhengrong even more stunned was that the other party was also exposed to plagiarism during Paris Fashion Week, and then self-immolated to death in his residence.

As soon as he saw this news, Lin Zhengrong's head went blank for a while.

He never thought of the memory in his dream, and there was really a realistic reference, for a while, Lin Zhengrong was like crazy, and began to search for all the information of the designer called Lin Wenyuan, and the more he looked at him, the more frightened he became.

In the end, when he finally couldn't find new information, three hours had passed, and it was already more than four o'clock in the morning.

But Lin Zhengrong was really not sleepy at all, his mind was empty for a while, and then his eyes stared at the ceiling, and he kept the morning like this.

This night, Lin Zhengrong was destined to have insomnia, until six o'clock in the morning, there was still no sleep, Lin Zhengrong no longer lay on the bed, got up directly, after washing, put on running shoes and went out.

is not the same as himself in his dream, in real life, Lin Zhengrong's body is still a little thin and he doesn't like sports much, but today he feels that he needs to vent.

The headquarters of the Fashion Institute is very small, in fact, there are three campuses in the entire Fashion Institute, but whether it is the school headquarters, or the North Campus of Changping, or the newly planned Shaoyaoju Campus of Yanfu, it is very small, of which the Shaoyaoju Campus belongs to another junior college, which has only been incorporated by Yanfu in the past two years.

I heard that the incorporation of this campus also made the students of the Fashion College feel a little more proud, but these have nothing to do with Lin Zhengrong, although this campus is very close to the school headquarters, but he has never been to it once, this college actually has little to do with their art majors.

The school is small, the sports territory will not be big, and there is only one sports field in the entire school headquarters, the time is still early, there are almost no people in the morning, and it is not that the students in Yanfu do not like to exercise, but the smog in the whole Yanjing is more terrible than poisonous gas.

Of course, today's weather is not bad, and Lin Zhengrong deliberately looked at the weather forecast before going out.

PM2.5-90, good, suitable for outdoor sports, and will not kill people.

After running ten laps, Lin Zhengrong did not die, nor did he have an affair, and the encounter with a beautiful woman in the morning did not happen, but the tangled mood can be regarded as calming down a lot, no matter whether the world in the dream is real or not, even if it is one of the life experiences.

Life has to go on, and food has to be eaten.

At the end of the morning run, Lin Zhengrong went directly to the cafeteria to eat breakfast, and casually helped the guys in the dormitory bring breakfast back, and when he went back, he found that these guys were still asleep, and Lin Zhengrong didn't wake them up.

There was no mistake, and he went to the dean.

However, when he arrived outside the dean's office in the complex building, Lin Zhengrong realized a problem, he came early, and there was no one here except the cleaners.

After waiting for half an hour, I saw the young female secretary who stopped him and Fu Hao yesterday carrying a bag and twisting her little buttocks, and when she saw Lin Zhengrong, her tone was very bad: "It's you again?"

"Yes, it's me again, hello Teacher Wu!" Lin Zhengrong behaved very politely, he didn't know this female secretary, but yesterday Gao Jian called the other party Xiao Wu, and it was definitely not wrong to call him Teacher Wu.

"Humph!"

This time, the female secretary didn't stop him, glanced at him, and snorted coldly, it is estimated that Lin Zhengrong's paragraph yesterday "The dean is also our dean" impressed her too much, and she didn't want to provoke him.

The female secretary entered the office, and Lin Zhengrong subconsciously wanted to follow up, but she didn't expect the other party to scold loudly: "Go out, this is not a place for you to come in, otherwise I will call the security guard!"

Lin Zhengrong also realized that his behavior was a little abrupt, so he turned around and left, but continued to guard in the office.

He was not idle, he directly took out his sketchbook and leaned on the daughter wall outside the office, took out a warm gray marker and began to sketch creatively, creative sketching was originally one of the examination subjects of the Fashion Institute, casually writing and painting for Lin Zhengrong, it is really not a problem, but as soon as he moved the pen, he found that his painting skills had been greatly improved, as if he was possessed by the soul of a person.

In less than a few minutes, a young girl dressed in a three-point style appeared on the paper, and if you look closely, you can also recognize the woman in the painting as the proud female secretary just now.

In the sketchbook, the woman's demeanor is charming, and the arc of the upper circumference is even more exaggerated, and she looks like she is scratching her head and posing.

This change made Lin Zhengrong feel more unreal, and he knew that the reason why he appeared in this scene was not because he had an epiphany, but because of the influence of the memory in the dream.

If the previous impact was only on the level of thought, now it is in action.

It's just that the underwear design renderings of this chapter, if you let the female secretary read it, she will definitely vomit blood in anger.

It can be regarded as Lin Zhengrong's silent resistance to her arrogance just now.