【511】My Sister's Sister (5)

Lin Xuan came to the fashion show for the first time, and he didn't know if his previous impression of this thing was a little too high, so that after walking into the scene, the veil of mystery was revealed, but he felt a little disappointed.

The venue is not very large, there are auditoriums around it, and there is a long U-shaped stage in the middle, and it seems that the models will go around this route later, and there are spectators like them around, and there are also some staff members who look like reporters, some people are very excited, some people are bored, there are a lot of oriental faces, but the overall proportion is not large.

After the initial sense of anticipation dropped, Lin Xuan quickly lost interest in observing more, Ran Qinghuan seemed to notice the change in his mentality, turned his head and asked, "What, I'm disappointed?" ”

Lin Xuan said with a smile: "What you haven't experienced is the most beautiful, once the veil of mystery is revealed, most things are just like that, to put it bluntly, it's a press conference, I originally thought the fashion show was like." ”

Ran Qinghuan pouted and said, "It was originally a press conference. ”

She took out her mobile phone to open the camera, Di went to Lin Xuan's hand, and said that she wanted to keep some inventory, so as not to want to post a Weibo one day to brush up on the sense of existence but couldn't find the inventory, Lin Xuan couldn't understand this kind of behavior at all, Xiao Nizi is like this, there are a lot of selfies in the phone, but they rarely send them out, and I don't know what she is doing with it, is it difficult to wait until she is old and then take it out to recall the past eventful years?

It's so bad that he always has to use her mobile phone to secretly send a copy to himself every now and then, it's very dangerous, okay?

Lin Xuan took a few photos of Ran Qinghuan, and then handed the phone back, but Ran Qinghuan didn't answer, looking at him expressionlessly for a long time, Lin Xuan asked strangely, "What do you think I'm doing?" Don't look at your photos, don't worry, my photography skills are not good, but they are definitely not bad...... Why are you staring at me? ”

Ran Qinghuan took the phone and threatened to smash him, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"Are you alright?"

"I'm Ran Qinghuan! You never said you wanted to take a picture with me...... I don't want to lose face? ”

Lin Xuan was speechless.

He felt that what he had just said was too reasonable, Ran Qinghuan was smart, beautiful, a perfect girl with a perfect face, dusty temperament and poetry and books, but after meeting, he found that this precocious girl not only has the brain-dead side of the game, but also the unreasonable side of life.

What kind of brain circuit is this?

In order to satisfy her self-esteem as a popular star, and the purpose of going home to find Xiao Nizi to show off, Lin Xuan still took out his mobile phone to take two group photos, Ran Qinghuan deliberately took them over for review, and then began to vomit bad angles, bad lighting, and did not take pictures of her delicate facial features, white and tender skin, and elegant temperament, and then downloaded a retouching software for him to fiddle with for a long time before returning it to Lin Xuan.

Forget about retouching, this is a basic operation after all, and the most unbearable thing is that she fiddled for a long time and only repaired herself.

This time, Lin Xuan came to review, and she couldn't bear it, so she took it back and rebuilt it.

With this episode, the waiting time is not less painful, and the fashion show will soon begin.

Lin Xuan saw two guys holding violins in the front of the long U-shaped stage at first, and thought that he had come to the wrong place, but after complaining and being despised by Ran Qinghuan, he realized that this was the live BGM.

"Can we go backstage?"

Lin Xuan stared at a white beauty on the stage who came over wrapped in a curtain-like cloth, and asked Ran Qinghuan casually.

"No, I don't know anyone."

"Is there an interactive session?"

"It doesn't seem to be."

"So how are we going to get to know her?"

"Nope."

"You can't be so unjust."

"Am I helping you?"

Lin Xuan sighed, he didn't even have the interest in looking at beautiful women, at this moment he deeply realized the social class gap brought about by money, some men don't have to hook their fingers, they don't know how many tender models find a way to paste upside down, and some men can't even find the way to know each other...... Unfortunately, he's always been the latter.

Without waiting for Lin Xuan to come up with a solution, he saw a vaguely familiar figure gradually becoming clear in his field of vision.

A loose black dress lined with a tall and graceful figure, long black hair like a waterfall was draped over the shoulders, and her delicate face had no expression, even the pair of delicate leather boots that were also black seemed to have a fierce momentum when she stepped on the stage, she was like a princess in the political arena who came from medieval Europe, indifferent, arrogant and extremely amazing.

The most world-renowned high-end luxury brand, the models invited by Valentino naturally have a certain popularity, all kinds of beauties on the stage come and go, the cheers of the scene have been accompanied by the passionate violin has not stopped, and many people are taking pictures.

And at this moment, the sound of the violin seemed to weaken all of a sudden, and a huge number of voices filled the entire venue.

Lin Xuan heard the shout of "Ariel", but he turned a deaf ear, and saw with his own eyes a woman who was extremely similar to Xiao Nizi, and seemed to be a more mature and cold version of her, which also had a great impact on his heart.

At this moment, Lin Xuan was basically able to confirm that the cold and glamorous beauty on the stage was Shen Yuan.

The models walked the catwalk very quickly, Lin Xuan was stunned, Shen Yuan had already come to the turn of the U-shaped catwalk, Lin Xuan and Ran Qinghuan's seats were here, she stood there for a moment, and then walked to the other side.

"Wow, that's beautiful!"

Ran Qinghuan next to him let out an exclamation.

Lin Xuan folded his hands into a trumpet shape, and shouted in the same heart-rending voice as the male protagonist in the TV series finally found the heroine after a lot of hardships: "Shen Yuan! ”

Most of the people around shouted for the atmosphere, and it was not clear whether there was a Tuo Lin Xuan, but even if there was a Tuo, no one would be as hoarse as Lin Xuan for fear of not being able to scare people, so he was very sure that his shouting must be very prominent.

"I hope that my actions will not discredit the motherland......"

Lin Xuan Xinhua prayed silently, and then shouted at Shen Yuan again with his hands in the shape of a trumpet: "Shen Yuan! ”

"Shen! Beauty! ”

"Shen-Yuan-"

Ran Qinghuan next to him first covered his ears, and then covered his face.

Lin Xuan doesn't care about her, even if he will be cleared out because of affecting the order of the press conference, he has to arouse Shen Yuan's idea first, the name she uses is Ariel, there shouldn't be many people who know her Chinese name, right?

If it weren't for the fear of being exposed too soon, he would have even been tempted to shout out to introduce himself.

"Shen—"

Lin Xuan's position was relatively far forward, and the shouting was too loud, and when he shouted to the fifth tone, when he walked to the other side and was about to return, she finally heard the shout that caused her heart to throb in the sound of music and the sound of the audience.

Almost like lightning, that cold face turned around without warning, and his bright eyes searched the crowd for a look, and then locked on Lin Xuan, who was still maintaining a screaming posture.

"Yuan—"

Lin Xuan didn't care about the first impression he showed to the other party, it was most likely an open mouth, and he still used his best strength to shout the name.

I saw Shen Yuan's cold gaze stay on his face for a moment, and then turned around and walked to the backstage, the back outlined by the loose black skirt was as cold as ever, and there was no difference from when she walked out.