Although Suvi had already guessed the grand scene of the first day, when he arrived at the venue, he was really startled. Although he has also participated in international film festivals as an actor in the previous world, in contrast, the popularization of fashion in this futuristic world has obviously reached an unprecedented height, and the scene here is extremely hot at the autumn fashion week.

Countless brand-new black cars lined up outside the red carpet, and the people who got out of the cars were all dressed in suits and bow ties, and there was an air of success all over their bodies. On both sides of the red carpet, there are countless reporters with long-shot SLRs, scrambling to get first-hand information.

It is a gathering place for global fashion pioneers. Every year, countless designers shine here and go out into the world.

Countless magnesium lights flickered wildly, and among them, two men with oriental faces stood out.

“Oh！Fanny！”

“Iris，here！”

People suddenly began to stir, frantically shouting two names. Many people in the fashion circle looked at the two young people suspiciously, as if they didn't expect that they would be so famous. Soon however, the doubts on their faces were replaced by surprise and admiration, as someone whispered a few words in their ears.

Not only because they are Master Xie's proud disciples, but also because they have a talent that is unparalleled in the world!

And Su Wei's gestures revealed an innate aristocratic atmosphere, he smiled shyly and decently, but it caused others to be emotionally high and tide again!

Countless shutter sounds sounded one after another, and in those photos that were later sent back to China, people will be surprised to find that no matter what time it is, the young man always maintains a warm smile, as gentle as his works. And beside him, there is always a figure that will never leave. The figure was tall and straight, trustworthy as a knight.

……

"The next one is Ling Xuan. ”

Xu Fangsi's voice sounded so close, but so far away, when everyone's eyes were on the catwalk, he turned his head to look at the young man beside him, "Are you nervous?"

Su Wei shook his head with a smile, and was about to say something, but there was a sudden exclamation in the audience - Ling Xuan appeared.

She wore a hand-embroidered dress, with a dragon and phoenix pattern woven with dense stitches that were crisscrossed vertically and horizontally, with a buttoned stand collar and piping gold thread. The woman's long hair was combed back in the back of her head, and the red eyeshadow set off the eyes that were particularly moving. Ling Xuan walked with a smile on his face, and the perfect leg line loomed, making people reverie.

Everywhere she walked, there was a gasp.

All the lights shone on her, as beautiful as a fairy with white wings dancing at her side. People's eyes changed as she walked, and reporters forgot to press the shutter to record the amazing moment.

Without a doubt, the best of the night has been born!

Even before tonight's catwalk ended, many people had already found the organizer and began to ask about the news about the "Phoenix Embroidered Skirt Emperor" worn by Ling Xuan.

"No one can stop Iris from going international!"

A senior commentator commented on his Weibo, and also reposted a photo of Ling Xuan wearing a phoenix embroidered skirt, which attracted countless people to repost it.

In the first moment after the end of Fashion Week, "Gone with the Wind" magazine made a column for Suvi, written by the deputy editor-in-chief, called "Iris - the darling of fashion", which sold out as soon as it was released, and was urgently reprinted many times but still in short supply, once creating a sales myth of "Gone with the Wind".

Although there are many people who doubt that Su Wei has become popular, thinking that he has found a gunman, but what talented designer would really be willing to live in the shadow of others? So, although it is full of suspicion, as the reviewer said, no one can stop him from becoming popular, as long as he does not give up his fashion career for a day.

Countless people rushed to interview the success story of this talented designer who became a monk halfway, but all of them returned home in vain - this fashion darling is worthy of being a disciple of Master Xie, and even his temperament is carved out of a mold. It is said that after accepting the interview with "Gone with the Wind", the designer declined the interview on the grounds of going out to find inspiration, which made many people deeply regretful, but at the same time, he became more and more fond of this unusual young man.

Completely different from Su Wei's fame, Fang Simu's situation is getting worse, although Master Xie did not publicize that he plagiarized Su Wei's design, but where in this world is there an impermeable wall, plus Fang Simu has a ghost in his heart, and he feels that the people around him deliberately exclude him.

As a result, his psychological pressure became more and more intense, and he was more eager to come up with works to prove himself, but he didn't know the truth that speed is not enough, and his thinking was once forced into a dead end, his vision became more and more limited, and under the mixture of grief and anger, his spirit was almost on the verge of collapse, and finally he had to be hospitalized to recuperate.

"His situation is very precarious. ”

The man pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, pressed the cap of the water-based pen in his hand with his other hand, raised his head to look at the young man sitting opposite him, and smiled, "It's the same as you guessed." ”

Su Wei did not speak, and instead of being glad that the man recognized him, he fell silent in a rare way. His fingers curled up slightly against his smooth chin, his drooping eyes blocking the swirls under his eyes.

After a long time, he let go of his tight lips, stood up and said lightly to the man, "Take me to him." ”

The man nodded respectfully at him, and hurriedly walked over to Su Wei to lead the way for the young Lord God. After all, he was just a small administrator, and he never dreamed that there would be a day when he would be able to serve the little Lord God!

Suvi didn't notice the caretaker's peeking glance at him, and the sunlight slanting down from the glass window brightly extinguished the young man's face, gilding his whole body with a golden silhouette, and his expression became more and more unfathomable.

No one could guess what he was thinking, so others would think he was unfathomable, but only Su Wei himself knew exactly what he was thinking at the moment, and felt the signal very clearly—

Danger is coming!

Fang Simu's situation was so weird, coupled with the chilling feeling he felt in a foreign fashion store, Su Wei had to be extra cautious.

First of all, judging from the information transmitted from the system, although Fang Simu is very macho, he is not a brainless fool! However, he made all kinds of slanders and personal attacks on Su Wei in the fashion store, and this kind of behavior that has not been thought about by his brain at all is really not what a person with a normal level of intelligence should do.

Secondly, why was Fang Simu so sure that there was an abnormal deal between Su Wei and Xu Fangsi, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. On this point, Suvi has always been puzzled.

Finally, and most crucially, that's -

How did Fang Simu find Su Wei and Xu Fangsi?

Even if he knew that he was on his way to the island for Autumn Fashion Week, how could he have found the fashion store he was in in such a short period of time?

Combining the above three points, it is not difficult for Suvi to come to a conclusion: there is a ghost that he has never seen, wreaking havoc in places he cannot see. And Fang Simu is the bridge that connects them.

Who, would do that?

Who and why?

And who can do this?

Su Wei took a deep breath and felt that he could not continue to think about it. The tip of his shoe had kicked to the door of the ward, and what was the truth that awaited him behind this door.

With a "squeak", a slightly pungent smell of disinfectant water greeted him, making the young man couldn't help frowning.

And the man leaning on the head of the bed suddenly raised his head and looked at the door at the first moment after hearing the sound, and the eyes in the sunken eye sockets shone with a strange brilliance, and his lips trembled but he could not say a word, which looked very funny.

Su Wei just walked quickly to Fang Simu's hospital bed, revealing a silent sense of oppression around him.

Suvi: System, unlock my main god system.

[System: Received the instruction, please wait.] 】

After Su Wei gave instructions to the system in his heart, the aura of his whole body seemed to have changed, he narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly leaned down to shorten the distance between him and Fang Simu, and finally stopped at the place where the two of them were still three or four centimeters away, and said in a cold tone: "Look at my eyes." ”

There was a deterrent in the young man's words that could not be refused, so that Fang Simu involuntarily put away his evasive eyes, raised his head and looked at Su Wei-

The young man's pitch-black pupils had faded from their usual softness, replaced by ice-like hardness. It was as if two whirlpools appeared in the deep water of the lake, pulling people into the dark abyss.

Su Wei's mind suddenly appeared like a marquee, countless fragments of Fang Simu, making him involuntarily hold his breath, and without even blinking his eyes, he was engrossed in those pictures that might be trivial, but important.

Decades are very long, thousands of days and nights are only a flick of a finger in Su Wei's mind, and in reality, the young man only paused for two or three seconds to come to the answer.

The young man's face at this moment was as cold as an iceberg of unmelted iceberg, and his dark eyes were covered with a layer of eternal frost, giving people the illusion that once they were stared at like this, they would turn into ice slag.

"It shouldn't be like this. ”

Su Wei took a deep breath and said coldly.