Late September.

The opening show of Siou Spring and Summer Fashion Week is about to open the most dazzling curtain for this fashion week under the expectation of tens of thousands of people.

The fashion designer for this show is Alan Beard, a young up-and-coming designer with a bold and avant-garde design style, who has become very popular in the fashion industry in recent years.

And this time, the opening model is the top supermodel Betsy who temporarily retired a few years ago to get married and have children, and is now making a comeback.

Betsey's comeback debut and the combination of up-and-coming designers have attracted many celebrities and fashion buyers in the fashion industry.

The whole show layout design is mainly in cool colors, and the details are embellished with a lot of metal devices, with a sense of coolness.

Bob, a fashion reporter for the top fashion magazine GIOR, is carefully wiping down his camera, thinking that he will be sure to take the most beautiful picture of Betsy.

After the opening remarks, as the music sounded, a tall figure appeared at the stage entrance.

Honey-toned, healthy-skinned, chestnut curls, and smooth, soft fabric swaying their own melodies in her unmistakable stepping points.

When she stood still at the front of the catwalk, the cold-colored makeup made her faint expression show a kind of cold and noble that people couldn't take their eyes off.

Bob kept pressing the shutter while sighing in his heart: worthy of the world's top supermodel Betsy!

Even though she has only given birth to a child not long ago, her figure is not much different from a few years ago, and the typhoon is still the same, and it can even be said that it is more noticeable than in previous years.

The model who walked in second place was famous, but at this time, all the eyes on the stage were attracted by Betsy, and there were not many people to share with her.

After Betsy left, although the models behind performed well, and there were even some well-known models, compared to the surprise of Betsy at the beginning, it always felt like something was missing.

Bob will take a few photos of each model, and he will shoot more when he encounters a good one, but none of them can compare to Betsy's treatment.

It wasn't until the end of the series that the model appeared, and Bob looked at the model who had just appeared on the runway.

The model wears a black and white asymmetrical suit with a slightly raised neckline and a slightly tucked waistline, outlining a refreshing and simple elegance. The lower body is well-cut trousers, and the feet are fifteen centimeters of high heels.

This is an Asian model who has never been seen before, but Bob knows that his temporary obsession is not because of the clothes on her body, nor because she is obviously easy to look like other models, but because of the aura in her that is hard to ignore.

Her steps were firm and powerful, as if she were not wearing fifteen-centimeter heels, but a pair of empowering combat boots.

She was like a king about to go into battle, standing proudly ahead of the ranks in armor and behind her thousands of troops who were absolutely loyal to her.

In her cold expression, there is an absolute self-confidence that makes others unconsciously surrender, as well as a peerless demeanor that is high above.

From the moment she appeared, she had already controlled the madness of the audience, attracted countless eyes, and became the only dominant person on the field.

The model of the previous one is still fixed, but more and more people's eyes have fallen on the model behind her, as if she has a thousand rays of light on her body.

She approached them step by step, and when she stood at the front of the stage, with one hand on her waist, her head slightly tilted, and her indifferent gaze scanning the audience, it seemed as if she was looking at her expanding territory.

Her eyes were slender, but when she swept over, Bob felt like she was looking at herself, and she was trembling all over her body.

It was a great deal of excitement, and Bob pressed the shutter quickly, hoping to keep the image like a king patrolling his territory.

There is only one question in his mind now, who is this Asian model who has been born out of nowhere.

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Yin Yuanya is a rich third-generation, genuine Bai Fumei, who usually likes to fly to buy and buy everywhere in the world, and is a VIP customer of many top luxury brands.

She doesn't pull a single fashion week every year, and this Siou Spring and Summer Fashion Week is no exception.

She prefers to look at the clothes on the models rather than the models, and if there are good looks and fits, she will buy them home.

Betsy's opening is memorable, and she likes the opening dress, but it doesn't feel like it suits her, but the models in the back wear a few good clothes.

Yin Yuanya lowered her head and circled all the clothes she liked, and just as she was flipping through the next series, she suddenly felt that her surroundings seemed to be quiet.

The music was still playing, but the whispers around her were gone, and she looked up suspiciously, and saw that she was being made

An Asian model walked past her to the rhythm of music, her eyes empty of clothes for the first time, only the figure that caught all her attention.

She couldn't describe what she was seeing in her eyes at the moment, but a ...... An intuitive impact that cannot be described in words.

"Stomp, stomp!"

The powerful steps of stepping on the beat also stepped into Yin Yuanya's heart, and she stared blankly at the back of the model, as if she saw the king leading thousands of troops, and all the people were prostrate at her feet......

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When Xingyun came off the stage, designer Alan gave her a big hug.

He looked at Xingyun, and there was excitement and joy in his blue-gray eyes.

"Oh my God, Autumn! You're amazing! Do you know how many people are stunned by you? You know that you are like a queen, and all of them have been conquered by you! ”

Seeing Allen's exaggerated expression, Xingyun was amused.

"Alan, you're exaggerating."

Alan shook his head, "No, no, no, I'm not exaggerating, Qiu, this catwalk is your battlefield and your kingdom, you are a natural model!" ”

Alan looked at Xingyun Zhengse and said: "Believe me, Qiu, you will soon become popular, you will appear in major shows in the future, you will definitely become a supermodel!" ”

Looking at Allen's solemn appearance, Xing Yun also said seriously: "No matter what happens to me in the future, Allen, now I, thank you very much for letting me participate in your show." ”

Hearing Xingyun's words, Alan laughed and patted her on the shoulder.

"I also want to thank God for letting me meet you, oh no, thank you to Anne, thank you Anne for recommending you to me! I hope you will come to my show when you become famous! ”

Seeing that Alan deliberately pretended to be pitiful, Xing Yun smiled and said: "Even if you want to put on a show in the desert, I will definitely go, I just hope that you don't want me when the time comes." ”

At this time, Xingyun didn't know that he was a prophecy, and a few years later, Alan really held a show in the desert, and she became the most dazzling existence of that show.

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