Hearing several exclamations coming from the entrance of the backstage, Yun Chan handed the disposable paper cup in his hand to Jiang Lingxi, who had helped her a lot today, and then turned his head to look over.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly raised my feet to meet it.

"Mr. Carlo, why are you here?"

Caro looked past her to Jiang Lingxi, who was sitting in front of the makeup mirror drinking water at the moment.

Even in this noisy and busy backstage, that figure is still calm and calm, dignified and awe-inspiring.

Even if someone is passing by, when you walk to that area, you will subconsciously slow down, for fear of disturbing that person.

Carlo was reluctant to look away.

In his country, the royal family still exists.

But as time passed, those noble royals gradually lost the power in their hands, and they no longer had the momentum that their ancestors had thousands of years ago, and now they seem to have become like mascots.

People still salute when they meet them, but they just follow the etiquette that has been handed down from ancient times to the present day.

Rather than saluting this man, they are paying homage to the royal status of this man.

With his current status and reputation, he has seen many people in the royal family, and even designed many dresses for Her Royal Highness the Queen and Her Royal Highness the Prince, as well as the princesses and princesses.

The court etiquette of these people can be called impeccable, but even if they are face to face, he has never felt the dignity that seems to have been carved into his bones.

Even if he is wearing tattered clothes, he is still awe-inspiring and does not tolerate the slightest blasphemy.

It was a super aura that no brocade costume could set off.

It wasn't until today, until just now, that he discovered that it was not people in this world who did not have this aura, but that he had never had the opportunity to see it before.

"I want to have a few words to say to Miss Jiang alone."

Yun Chan had already guessed the purpose of his backstage from the direction that the old man Carlo could see.

Hearing him say this, there was no surprise on his face, and he didn't ask more, he only made a 'please' gesture sideways, "Mr. Carlo, please." ”

Carlo nodded at her, took two steps forward on crutches, and then paused again.

Yun Chan was also stunned when he saw this, and before he could speak, he saw the old man turn around and walk to the makeup mirror on the side, first smoothed the gray hair that was blown away by the wind in the show before, then sorted out the lapel chain on his chest and the silk scarf in his pocket, and finally put down the crutches and sorted out the lower cuffs and the upper cuffs, then picked up the crutches again, turned around and continued to walk in the direction where Jiang Lingxi was sitting.

Yun Chan: "......"

She was so shocked by this old man's solemn attitude that she didn't know whether to follow her for a while.

Yun Ping quietly walked to Yun Chan's side, followed his sister's gaze, and asked in a low voice, "Why did Old Man Carlo come backstage?" ”

"See Ling Xi."

Yunping couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and boldly speculated, "Ling Xi's performance in the show just now is really amazing, does this old man also take a fancy to her?" If it was true, it would definitely be a great thing for Ling Xi. ”

Yun Chan nodded in agreement.

At the same time, he silently added in his heart: I'm afraid it's more than that.

The scene of the old man solemnly arranging his hair and dressing in front of the makeup mirror just now still stayed in her mind.

It's like preparing for an audience!

While the two were talking, they saw that Old Man Carlo had already walked to Jiang Lingxi's right hand almost a meter away, and stopped.

Jiang Lingxi also put down the empty paper cup in his hand that had been drunk, and turned his head to look at him.

I saw that the old man was holding a cane in his left hand, and his right hand was raised to the position of his heart, his fingers were slightly buckled, and there was no trace of perfunctory and wrong etiquette standards, "Miss Jiang." ”

Not far away, the two sisters of the Yun family, who also saw this ceremony, invariably took a light breath in unison.

"Sister, you have been in the international community longer than me, what does this etiquette represent?"

"I'm ......" Yun Chan paused before replying in a low voice, "I once went to an international dinner with a very high profile, and even some princes and princesses of imperial countries would attend, and I have seen similar ones. But not sure if it's the same one. ”

Jiang Lingxi would have already stood up.

Although she didn't know what this etiquette meant, she could feel the attitude of this old man Carlo at the moment.

is different from the appreciation of the elders looking at the juniors at the show stands, which is a top-down view of the upper and lower positions.

But at this moment there is more respect, and the eyes are level.

"Mr. Carlo, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, I've come to you to say a few words, and I hope it doesn't disturb your rest."

Seeing that the girl in front of him was not flattered in the slightest, and calmly accepted his sudden visit, still not humble or arrogant, Caro smiled, he really didn't see the wrong person.

"It's just walking around the runway, not tiring." Jiang Lingxi moved a chair from the side with one hand, "Please sit down." ”

When Carlo sat down, she sat down again, quietly waiting for the old gentleman in front of her to speak.

Carlo rarely pondered what he was going to say next, and then slowly spoke: "I have been studying the culture of your country for the past few years, and the more I study, the more fascinated I become, which is why I accepted Yun Chan's invitation to come here to watch the show this time." Three years ago, I saw a broken dragon robe in a museum, and at that moment, I felt that the dragon robe had a soul and gave me a wonderful inspiration. I seized that inspiration and designed a dress that was the pinnacle of my life. ”

Jiang Lingxi listened carefully, looking at the fanaticism on the face of this old Mr. Caro, "Congratulations." ”

"Thanks," Carlo said, "but I haven't been able to find someone who can bring it to life." After all, clothes are just clothes, and they are not complete until they are worn to the right person. ”

Jiang Lingxi already had a guess when he heard this.

After all, you can't just come to her to share your design journey.

"Until I saw you on the runway. Miss Jiang, the aura you showed on the stage was a perfect fit for the person I imagined. ”

"I would like to formally invite you to attend the international fashion festival in a month as my honored guest, but I don't know if Miss Jiang has time?"

Jiang Lingxi narrowed his eyes slightly.

She still remembers this international fashion celebration, after all, not long after all.

It seems that Jing Huai's agent Li Yuwen once promised that if she could help Jing Huai on "Inheritance", she would be given a guest female companion at an international fashion festival.

It's just that she categorically refused, and Tong Yue felt sorry for it.

I didn't expect that now the peak has turned.

If Tong Yue knew, she would be very happy, and even if she didn't have time, she would be able to rearrange her time.

Moreover, she remembered that Chongyin and Mei Shuiqing's base camp were also held in the place where the grand ceremony was held.

Take advantage of this opportunity and maybe go back for a while.

"My pleasure!"

(End of chapter)