After the model, a young beauty with long blond hair walked out of the backstage, this is not who the new Victoria's Secret chief designer Frida Janani is. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When they saw that the designer was still so young, many people couldn't help but applaud again, and the magazine editors, who already knew her identity, gave their own admiration and applause.

People who were still skeptical of this young female designer from a small Italian town have no doubts at the moment, and it seems that the new Victoria's Secret will bring a huge surprise to everyone.

"It's a disruption. The lead editor from Vogue said in a post-show interview with Victoria's Secret, "This is not only a subversion of Victoria's Secret itself, but also a subversion of the women's underwear show! Who would have thought that women's underwear could have such an outstanding performance before today." Shocked, shocked!"

Although the editors-in-chief of the major high street magazines did not come, the information sent back from Cannes immediately made them very important. Almost all the big-name magazines coincidentally highlighted this subversive change in Victoria's Secret in the June and July issues.

Whether it is the catwalk itself, or the positioning of Victoria's Secret, the change in product direction has made the fashion circle no longer calm this summer. And the name of the new design director, Frida Janani, has become the fastest rising name in the fashion industry.

Then, in the catwalk performance, the "fanatical dream" diamond Bra worn by Giselle (Bundchen) was bought by a European aristocrat who did not want to be named for a sky-high price of $15 million, which also became a hot topic at this year's Cannes Film Festival and fashion circles.

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Just as Victoria's Secret's debut came to a successful end, far across the ocean in New York, an unexpected event disrupted the Fire Lion's plan.

It was a sunny morning on May 24, and even the residents of the Bronx, New York, couldn't help but smile on their faces.

"Yo yo yo dude, look at these. A voice interrupted 50Cent's thoughts.

"What dude?" 50Cent looked up at his friend, this guy drove an old-fashioned Lincoln that he didn't know where to go, and repeatedly showed off in front of their black brothers, what age is this, how can any woman be attracted to such an old-fashioned thing.

"Did you read yesterday's news? Those French lingerie models, all of them are beautiful like fairies. And that diamond underwear, said it was bought by a European for more than 10 million!" The dude danced and gestured to the editing performance of the Cannes Victoria's Secret catwalk as seen from the Fire Lion TV.

"Dude, you're not looking at underwear, you're looking at the models. 50Cent's words pierced the other party's thoughts.

"Haha, you still know me. 50Cent's friend scratched his hair with a smile, and then he looked at 50Cent with a smile.

50Cent couldn't help but roll his eyes, "If you have something to say, if you have something to say, I have to go to the tattoo shop." ”

"Okay, okay. His friend laughed and said, "I just wanted you to have a pearl necklace." ”

"Pearl necklace, what do you want that thing for?" 50Cent asked, confused, and then he shuddered and glared at his friend, "You must have awakened some strange cosmodia, right?"

"Get out!" his friend immediately snapped his middle finger, "I have a woman I like, and I want to surprise her on her birthday." ”

"When did you have a girlfriend? 50Cent asked curiously.

"Haven't I done it yet?" his friend rubbed his hands together and laughed, "I'll just wait for her birthday and give her a surprise so that it will come naturally." ”

"Oh, I said it earlier. 50Cent nodded, "Wait, I'll get it." Saying that, he turned around and walked into his grandmother's house, don't look at 50Cent, their family lives in a poor security area in the Bronx, but since he used to be a salesman, he has not been a fuel-efficient lamp, and with the transformation into a Par singer and signing a regular record company, his net worth is more rich than it seems.

After waiting for 50Cent to take out the pearl necklace from the mezzanine of the attic, he turned around and returned to the door, "No, give." He threw the necklace over.

"Oooh. His friend hurriedly took the pearl necklace, "Thanks, man." ”

Just then, a black van slowly drove up from the side of the street, "Hey, Curtis!"

50Cent couldn't help but look back, Curtis was his original name, but there was a strange black face in the car.

"Who are you?" asked 50Cent, confused, and the vigilance in his heart rose, there were no black people in the neighborhood he didn't know.

"I was introduced by Andre, and I heard that you have some 'good goods' here. The strange black man said a familiar name.

This made 50Cent let down his guard, but then he complained: "Andre, that guy is trying to make trouble for me." Dude, Look, I'm not in that business anymore. You'd better find someone else. ”

"But I've heard that only your goods are the best in the Bronx. The other party still asked reluctantly, "Besides, I have enough money with me." ”

50Cent couldn't help but step into their van and explain, "No amount of money will do, man, I'm out of stock here, I'm not going to do this anymore." ”

"Fart, Man, I promise I won't let you suffer. The strange black man spread out his hand to reveal the green bill rolled up on his left hand.

50Cent couldn't help but walk to the door of the car window: "Listen, man, I'm really not ......"

At this moment, the black man suddenly raised a pistol with a black hole hole from under the window, and the cold barrel pestle was on 50Cent's face, smelling like a kiss from death.

"Sh-shit!" 50Cent only had time to curse, and then a "bang!" gunfire was heard in his ears, and the killer's shot shot shot straight through 50Cent's face.

Then "bang, bang, bang!!" rang out in the streets, and the black van sped away before 50Cent's friend poked his head out of the car.

It was all snowy, and I saw 50Cent lying in a pool of blood, with bullet holes all over his body, especially on his face, where the bullet holes in a snow cave suddenly opened up, revealing the snow-white teeth behind him.

"Ahh

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"What the hell is going on at TM!?" Ali (Emmanuel) glared as he looked at the head of the music artist management department.

"Well, that, Boss, that's the rap singer 50Cent, who signed to Fire Lion Records, was shot in New York and is still in a coma in the hospital. The head of the newly developed record brokerage department replied tremblingly, for fear that he would anger the tyrant Ali (Emmanuel) if he was not careful.

"Why is this happening?" asked a middle-aged white woman, a key partner at another firm, with a frown.

"I heard that it seems that the enemy of the 50Cent previous sale came to the door. "Although the shooting in New York has only just happened, the Endeavour elite agents at the Los Angeles headquarters have already learned about this big event, or big scandal.