It was because of the difficulty of this dress that the model who showed it was stuffed in an inconspicuous position, and as a result, Qin Guan was wearing a horse coat and was not covered by the gorgeous clothes of the two models in front and behind.

The designer is most worried about a set of clothes, even if Qin Guan has perfectly passed the test of the show with a rhythm. This is inseparable from his excellent physical condition.

As a thank you, the designer remembered Qin Guan as a model because of this, and read him a good one in his heart, which is enough. In the rest of the days, Qin Guan walked smoothly and walked down several shows that were won by JOHN's support.

Finally in the fashion week, which lasted for 9 days, Qin Guan waited for his finale show.

As the night wore on and the lights were shining, media professionals, distributors, fashion designers and brand agents from all over the world were in place, waiting for the start of this clothing feast.

Qin Guan came to the backstage and saw several waves of people standing in an instant, expressing his helplessness about this childish behavior. He handed over his luggage to Sister Xue and took the lead in going to the dressing room.

When Qin Guan entered the locker room, he sighed at Carbine's generosity.

Each outfit is neatly hung in the compartment, the corresponding shoe accessories are also in place, and the corresponding color sock cufflinks are placed within easy reach.

Well? How could his shoes be a little crooked, Qin Guan took the black lace-up cowhide shoes off the shelf.

"Whew!" What is it? Qin Guan put his finger into the shoe and dragged out a paper clip that could be used everywhere to pin clothes. If Qin Guan hadn't had the habit of checking accessories before changing clothes, he really wouldn't have found this little thing.

If you put your foot in in a panic, the injury is not so serious, but it can still be done by scratching a hole or piercing a hole.

Qin looked at his fingertips, and thought that the tip of this paper clip was sharpened enough because he poked his finger into the small beads of blood that flowed out.

Anyway, all such a trick can do is the staff in the stadium and the models who come here to change their clothes, and the possibility of installing cameras in the dressing room is almost zero.

It's more difficult to find out who did it.

But I can't just swallow my anger. Qin Guan took the shoes, walked out of the locker room, muttered a few words to Sister Xue who was waiting on the side, and informed the agent of what had happened.

At this time, it is the time for your own strong backing to come out, and as a little model, you should calm down and finish this show steadily.

Qin Guan changed into a half-length suit shorts, a bright silk shirt, a rounded casual suit, and a curly and upturned nostalgic hairstyle, and a fashion geek walked out like this.

The assistant in the field was listening to Sister Xue's description with a serious expression, but the more he listened, the more angry he became. He has seen a lot of secret battles between models, whether it is a designer or a brand, they all turn a blind eye.

For them, the model is just the cabbage on the supermarket shelf, which is pleasing to the eye, they will take it home and cook it into the delicious ingredients they have in mind. When they are cooked and appreciated, they don't care whether they are spoiled or poured out. Their value has been exploited anyway.

But before these ingredients are cooked, if they poison each other because of their problems, it will affect the feast! That's what the owner of the show can't tolerate.

In the rest room, the designer said to the staff very calmly: "You can't be tolerated, ask more, there will always be clues." ”

Then he beckoned to Qin Guan and patted Qin Guan's arm encouragingly: "Has your mood been affected?" Can you do this show well? ”

"Yes!"

"So what are you waiting for? Up, up, up! Show me the state! ”

Qin Guan was inexplicably bombarded onto the preparation table. Fireworks exploded in the sky, dreamlike flames lit on the sidelines, and one by one the bewitching and unrestrained carbine show models walked onto the show with the most wanton attitude.

Behind Qin Guan, the model of Kimchi Country, looking at Qin Guan, who was light and steady, was not far in front of him with the eyes of everyone on the murder field and the film in the camera.

His eyes darkened, and he subconsciously looked at the position where the fashion entertainment crowd was sitting outside the venue. There was a new Chinese friend he knew, a gentleman named Shao Xiaoice.

He knew that after his show, his little caution about Shao Xiaoice would dissipate like a bubble, and their weak friendship that he unilaterally maintained would not exist.

Because he made a rough plan that was not perfect, but this kind of small trouble that would often succeed in the show did not succeed here in Qin Guan.

And Shao Xiaoice, who didn't get an interview opportunity for an injured substitute, will be disappointed in his ability and completely cut off contact with him?

The models in Kimchi Country didn't dare to think about it, and they didn't want to think about it.

Shao Xiaoice in the audience, his eyes looked at Qin Guan on the field indifferently, and turned around perfectly to return to the field, on this U-shaped catwalk, he was like a flame burning in the night, so hot and bright.

He glanced at the model of the Kimchi Country behind Qin Guan expressionlessly, and lowered the corners of his eyes indifferently.

Fool, he swore that he could make trouble for Qin Guan, and deliberately dragged him to watch the finale show of Fashion Week.

Say there may be a chance to play as a substitute? Hehe, don't make people laugh, even if something goes wrong with Qin Guan, these models who can be selected off the field will squeeze over like flies smelling carrion.

I originally thought that I could see Qin Guan's miserable situation, but I don't know what it was like to not be able to play the original finale, and I really couldn't hope for the IQ of the fool in the Kimchi Country.

Before Shao Xiaoice waited for the show to end, he took advantage of everyone's attention to be attracted by the stage performance, and quietly withdrew from the sidelines.

If there is a chance, it should be pressed, and Qin Guan's status is already equal to his current level.

Everyone gathered around the designer of the show, the chief of Carbine, and ended the perfect display of his works in the atmosphere of applause from the audience.

Then all that's left is the time to change clothes in a chaotic manner, and the serious confrontation between everyone after the end.

Several models from the Kimchi Country and Qin Guan were left alone, and in the designer's small office, everyone looked at each other.

"Tell me, why?" The designer spoke first, and Qin Guan was also very curious.

I have caused public anger because of too many interviews, but I have the ability to earn more, this is understandable, you can't use such inferior means just because you are good enough.

And Qin Guan didn't think that they would do it to a local model in a foreign country because of such a trivial matter, which was too self-conscious.

And such a shoddy frame-up, Qin Guan initially thought that it was done by the people of the Plaster Banner Country, because the school violence depicted in their cartoons was inseparable from the razor sticking vertically into the soles of sneakers. (You also say it's a comic, but it's true in the plaster flag) (To be continued.) )