At eight o'clock in the evening, the TT New Year's show officially kicked off.

Brilliant and colorful lights, bold and avant-garde music, and the flashing magnesium lights of media reporters in the venue baked the atmosphere to the extreme.

Zhou Qiao spent a lot of money to invite international supermodels to make the opening show.

Then, everything went smoothly as planned.

At this time, Wen Lan was making final preparations for the models who were about to appear in the background.

Handbags, necklaces, head and arm accessories, are all matched with clothes.

"Oh no, Designer Wen, Lina has passed out!" Xiao Li ran out of the locker room in a hurry.

"Get a doctor!" Wen Lan remembered that Linna was the last to appear, and her first reaction was not to delay the performance.

"The doctor has already seen it, and said that Linna's excessive dieting in the past few days has caused severe gastrointestinal cramps and needs to be hospitalized immediately!" Xiao Li looked nervous, "Linna has fallen into a coma, who will wear her dress?"

Wen Lan quickly swiped his mobile phone, found a few models who were familiar with him, and asked, either they were not in Jiangcheng, or they were inseparable from activities.

When Wen Lan hurried into the locker room, Linna was being carried into the elevator by the staff.

Lina's face was as pale as paper, her eyes were closed, and her body was covered with skin and bones, and there was not a single fat visible to the naked eye.

Time passed minute by minute, and the figures on the stage in front of them changed wave after wave.

Wen Lan was anxious, looked at a few models who had just returned to the backstage after the performance, and asked, "Linna is in the hospital, which of you can save the scene and wear Linna's clothes?"

"I'm sorry, Designer Wen, each of us has to wear three or four sets of clothes, and we really can't handle it."

"If it really doesn't work, let Mr. Zhou cancel the last set of clothes!"

The models are all polite.

The sound of crisp high heels suddenly sounded, and Zhou Qiao came up from the first floor panting and looked at Wen Lan: "You immediately put on makeup and styling, and wear Linna's clothes!"

"Me?" Wen Lan reached out and touched Zhou Qiao's forehead, "Are you insane?"

"The time on the show is urgent, and the number of times each model dresses has reached the limit, and now there is no external help, so I can only do it myself!" Zhou Qiao looked Wen Lan up and down, and smiled deeply, "The whole TT, just you and Sister Su are tall—"

"Hurry up and change your clothes and do your style, don't ink!" The stylist who rushed to hear the news has already begun to urge.

"I haven't walked the catwalk, so I'm not afraid I'll mess you up?" Wen Lan's gaze fell on Linna's red bandeau dress, and her heart moved.

She designed it last fall.

At that time, Zhou Qiao got a piece of material from country F, and she was originally going to make a few coats, but she snatched it to make a dress and a long skirt, and the beads on the skirt were nailed by herself.

Zhou Qiao said and ripped off Wen Lan's coat, "How many times I go back and forth in the show in a year, it's almost the same. Anyway, you're the last one, so when the time comes, let the gaffer dim the lights, and you'll be able to do it yourself!"

Wen Lan's net height of 1.7 meters is very eye-catching among the general population, but it does not have any advantage among the long-legged female models.

The height is not enough, and the shoes come to make up.

Wen Lan looked at his watch, and no longer shirked, and shouted to the prop master, "Help me find a double thirty-eight yard hate!"

"Right now!" The prop master is ready to go.

Wen Lan was pushed to the makeup mirror by Zhou Qiao, and the makeup artist and hairstylist immediately surrounded her.

Zhou Qiao poured her a few words of inspirational chicken soup and went downstairs to get busy.

Wen Lan asked Xiao Li to help her find a video of the model walking catwalk on her mobile phone, and looked at it repeatedly.

Because it was going to be matched with a red dress skirt, the makeup artist made Wen Lan very bright and enchanting.

The waist-length long hair made exaggerated big waves, all scattered diagonally on the right shoulder, and the golden eyeliner was raised, which was indescribably charming.

"Designer Wen is simply a vixen who can't pay for his life!" The stylist finished dotting a black beauty mole in the corner of Wen Lan's right eye, and clapped his hands and praised it.

"It's amazing!" Xiao Li liked it several times in a row, and picked up his mobile phone

Wen Lan took a picture of it and sent it to the TT work group.

Wen Lan looked at the bright woman in the mirror, and suddenly became stupid.

Although there have been countless dresses from her in the past two years, this is the first time she has worn a haute couture dress designed by herself to do such a grand dress.

She remembers very well that when she first cut it, she made it as a bridal dress.

Every time she thinks of the bridal dress, she is full of regrets.

On the day she married Xie Yansheng two years ago, it was the wedding dress that Wen's mother rented for her outside, and because the yard was wrong, the shoulder straps kept falling down.

"Designer Wen, it's time for you to appear in ten minutes!" Xiao Li glanced at the front desk and reminded Wen Lan anxiously.

Wen Lan hurriedly gathered his messy thoughts, and under the guidance of several models, he walked around the backstage a few times, and it didn't feel too difficult.

The countdown goes half a minute before the start -

Wen Lan clenched the skirts on both sides with both hands, and looked calmly at the front of the stage!

Because she knew that Xie Yansheng and Jiang Jingci were sitting in the C position of the stands, she was a little nervous inexplicably.

When she stepped on the music and walked to the front desk, Wen Lan's eyes narrowed slightly, and her steps were sassy, and she insisted on the charming *** route that the director positioned for her, and walked out of the cold and glamorous heroine style.

She thought she would be nervous and make a mistake, but the moment she actually stood on the stage, there was only one thought in her mind-

Show the most beautiful side of the dress on your body to everyone!

When Xie Yansheng and Jiang Jingci saw that it was Wen Lan who appeared last, the two of them instantly fought like chicken blood!

Wen Lan's figure is smaller than those female models, but the bandeau dress sets off her body proportions perfectly.

Snow skin and jade skin, red lips and charming eyes, a tall career line and a waist that does not hold a hand, and the big black waves shaking on the right shoulder, it is simply the original sin of seducing a man to hell!

Rao is Xie Yansheng has long been familiar with every inch of her body, and now she is also enthusiastic about it.

Xie Yansheng smiled at the corner of his lips, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the video recording function.

Jiang Jingci's throat twitched, and his expression changed from surprise and disbelief to his eyes were burning and full of ambition.

Wen Jinyin, who was sitting behind the two, had been looking at the two of them since Wen Lan appeared on the stage.

The reaction of the two was very satisfactory to Wen Jinyin.

As Wen Lan finished walking, the fashion show also came to an end.

Zhou Qiao, who was wearing a small black suit, took the stage, made a speech of thanks, and announced that TT would set up a high-end studio for men's wear and Chinese wedding wear the day after tomorrow.

Soon, the question session of media reporters began.

As a partner of the men's clothing studio, Wen Lan didn't have time to change his clothes, so he was pulled by Zhou Qiao into the spotlight for an exclusive interview with a fashion magazine.

Jiang Jingci left with the spectators, and Xie Yansheng went to the smoking area in the venue.

Wen Lan was worried about catching a flight at two o'clock in the morning, changed his clothes in the background, and drove back to Bluewater Bay without removing his makeup.

Parked the car in the basement, screwed the car door, and Xie Yansheng's car stopped opposite her.