Chapter: 269
Su Meng smiled angrily when she looked at Lin Xiyu’s appearance of protecting the cub. She patted the thread on the palm of her hand and said flatly, “Lin Xiyu, you have time here to compete with me for the cheapness. It's better to concentrate on your clothes and manage the fashion show you have won so hard!"
The assistant designer standing next to me explained pitifully, "Teacher, I called for designer Su to help. You were not there just now, so I have no choice but to ask designer Su for help."
The crowd who had been attracted by Lin Xiyu's shout just now couldn't help but look at Lin Xiyu with strange eyes.
The fashion show, which was finally won, was not here just now.
A few key words piled up together, and immediately let everyone piece together the truth.
Lin Xiyu's face was blue and purple, and her facial features were about to be distorted.
Su Meng walked straight past her, not even giving her half of the extra look, and went back to her side.
A calm self-sufficient, not overly angry from start to finish, even proactively helping competitors.
An angry and furious, as the main person in charge of the fashion show, he disappeared midway.
Many things don't need to be distinguished by others, and they can be seen clearly immediately.
However, the people in the fashion circle are all human beings. Everyone understands it. There are even a lot of eyebrows and lawsuits. There are a lot of discussions in the group, but Lin Xiyu is still smiling, and he calls Teacher Lin. .
But it's not clear how ugly you can say in the back.
Lin Xiyu looked at Su Meng who was smiling at the opposite corner of the backstage from a distance, and then glanced around at her model and staff mockingly, blazing fire everywhere.
In the end, he could only curse at his assistant designer, "Are you a pig? You can't handle anything by yourself, and you have to go to her for help. If you really like her, go find her!"
He gave the assistant designer a big push.
The assistant designer was unprepared, and was pushed to the ground, his eyes were red.
She lowered her head, and the thick bangs in front blocked her sight, but her fingers grazing the skin on the ground were severely pulled into fists.
The knuckles of the fist were all white, enough to see how hard the master had used.
When the hour hand pointed to 8, the sound of music rang out on the stage.
According to the rehearsal arrangement, as long as the host finishes the two-minute introduction, the fashion show will begin.
Su Meng's costume was arranged first, while Lin Xiyu's design became the finale, and the position was ranked last.
Su Meng was so nervous that she was trembling. She shook her throat to the dressed-up models in the line, and shouted, "My friends, come on! I just told your opinions, you must remember! We must complete this perfectly today. It’s a special show!"
Encouraged by Su Meng, the models gathered together and folded their palms together, saying in unison, "Come on!"
Then line up one by one and start walking to the front stage.
And Su Meng has been following the model, still exhorting her words.
...
In front of the stage, more than 500 audiences and media gathered, setting a record for the largest number of audiences in the two years since the establishment of the VG Huaguo branch.
Bill sat in his seat and watched the hall full of people, and even the media squeezed by the door to take pictures, his mouth couldn't close with a smile.
Even their tickets for this fashion show were sold online to 20,000, which can be said to be hard to find.
However, he also knows clearly that today's fashion show will have such a grand occasion, not because of their great VG company, but because of Shen Yuan and his son sitting in the best viewing position, because of Su Meng.
Su Meng is the wife of the richest man in China. Naturally, her husband cannot be absent from his wife’s fashion show.
Shen Yu'an is particularly loved by the media in China, and when he comes, the media will naturally come.
Everyone can't wait to shoot at the Shen Yu'an and his wife according to the camera all day long, and inform the public of their trivialities, because the public likes to watch this.
Shen Yuan sat on the chair casually, with his arms on the chair where Su Yankai was sitting, and looked bored at the feathered stage.
This is the first time he participated in a fashion show. If it weren't for Su Meng as a fashion designer, he would never have come to participate in such a fashion show for the rest of his life.
Compared to all kinds of new clothes, he prefers programming code.
As long as the code is in hand, he is omnipotent.
Thinking about this, while waiting for the start of the fashion show, he covered his mouth and yawned again.
This ho ow happened to be seen by Su Yankai.
This little boy is especially protective of his own mother, but he is very fierce to his own father.
Su Yankai smashed his leg with a small fist, and said in an unhappy tone, "Dad, it will be my mother's fashion show in the next moment, and you still owe me! I'm angry, and my mother is angry too!"
Shen Yuan looked at his son trying to show his anger with a smile on his face. He was a little funny, but he sat upright in accordance with his son's wishes, and took out his normal sitting posture for employees in meetings, "This is all right!" "
Su Yankai nodded reluctantly with satisfaction, but still exhorted, "You have to remember that the model sister will come out wearing clothes for a while, and you must look carefully."
In his opinion, the clothes designed by his mother are just like the programs he wrote for pranks, which took a lot of thought and time.
Every time he makes programs, he hopes that anyone who can come across these programs will show amazement.
By analogy, he felt that the clothes designed by his mother, if he likes it, must model the clothes of his sister.
Shen Yuan listened to her son's somewhat silly words, glanced at the reporter who was sitting behind him and the camera was constantly taking pictures, and smiled faintly, "Silly son, what you said is wrong! Your mother must have hoped that I kept staring. She is the only woman. If she knew that I was paying attention to other women, she would definitely be angry."
This one, he was the first reason for the quarrel between boy and girl friends found on the Internet.
Therefore, he must avoid it.
Su Yankai looked suspiciously at his father sitting next to him, always feeling that this was his father's quibbling, and said dubiously, "Really?"
Shen Yuan said solemnly, "It's true!"
Unexpectedly, the boy next to him took out his mobile phone and started searching directly through the search engine.
Shen Yuan turned his head and continued to look at the empty stage, making no sound.
After a few minutes, Su Yankai's unwilling voice came from his side, "Well, you are right."
Shen Yuan continued to flicker, "In order to prevent me from quarreling with your mother, my attitude towards the fashion show can't be too correct, don't you think?"
Su Yankai was so young that he couldn't play with his father, the old fox, and nodded in accordance with Shen Yu'an's thinking, "It seems like this."
In the next second, Shen Yuan resumed his previous laziness, and this time he took Su Yuankai to lean on the back of the chair, "Son, try it too. Sitting like this is more comfortable."
Su Yankai twisted his body and got rid of Shen Yu'an's shackles, "No, grandma said, you must sit upright when you sit."
Shen Yuan frowned slightly when she heard this.
What his mother teaches the child is something. Before this child was still lively and clever, and he still thinks about programming every day, how come he feels a bit sloppy now.
This is only a month.
Was it a bit too irresponsible to just throw the child to his mother's care before?
This idea lingered in Shen Yuan's head. He thought, if you find an opportunity, you must have a good chat with Su Meng. JrNovels.com
The assistant designer standing next to me explained pitifully, "Teacher, I called for designer Su to help. You were not there just now, so I have no choice but to ask designer Su for help."
The crowd who had been attracted by Lin Xiyu's shout just now couldn't help but look at Lin Xiyu with strange eyes.
The fashion show, which was finally won, was not here just now.
A few key words piled up together, and immediately let everyone piece together the truth.
Lin Xiyu's face was blue and purple, and her facial features were about to be distorted.
Su Meng walked straight past her, not even giving her half of the extra look, and went back to her side.
A calm self-sufficient, not overly angry from start to finish, even proactively helping competitors.
An angry and furious, as the main person in charge of the fashion show, he disappeared midway.
Many things don't need to be distinguished by others, and they can be seen clearly immediately.
However, the people in the fashion circle are all human beings. Everyone understands it. There are even a lot of eyebrows and lawsuits. There are a lot of discussions in the group, but Lin Xiyu is still smiling, and he calls Teacher Lin. .
But it's not clear how ugly you can say in the back.
Lin Xiyu looked at Su Meng who was smiling at the opposite corner of the backstage from a distance, and then glanced around at her model and staff mockingly, blazing fire everywhere.
In the end, he could only curse at his assistant designer, "Are you a pig? You can't handle anything by yourself, and you have to go to her for help. If you really like her, go find her!"
He gave the assistant designer a big push.
The assistant designer was unprepared, and was pushed to the ground, his eyes were red.
She lowered her head, and the thick bangs in front blocked her sight, but her fingers grazing the skin on the ground were severely pulled into fists.
The knuckles of the fist were all white, enough to see how hard the master had used.
When the hour hand pointed to 8, the sound of music rang out on the stage.
According to the rehearsal arrangement, as long as the host finishes the two-minute introduction, the fashion show will begin.
Su Meng's costume was arranged first, while Lin Xiyu's design became the finale, and the position was ranked last.
Su Meng was so nervous that she was trembling. She shook her throat to the dressed-up models in the line, and shouted, "My friends, come on! I just told your opinions, you must remember! We must complete this perfectly today. It’s a special show!"
Encouraged by Su Meng, the models gathered together and folded their palms together, saying in unison, "Come on!"
Then line up one by one and start walking to the front stage.
And Su Meng has been following the model, still exhorting her words.
...
In front of the stage, more than 500 audiences and media gathered, setting a record for the largest number of audiences in the two years since the establishment of the VG Huaguo branch.
Bill sat in his seat and watched the hall full of people, and even the media squeezed by the door to take pictures, his mouth couldn't close with a smile.
Even their tickets for this fashion show were sold online to 20,000, which can be said to be hard to find.
However, he also knows clearly that today's fashion show will have such a grand occasion, not because of their great VG company, but because of Shen Yuan and his son sitting in the best viewing position, because of Su Meng.
Su Meng is the wife of the richest man in China. Naturally, her husband cannot be absent from his wife’s fashion show.
Shen Yu'an is particularly loved by the media in China, and when he comes, the media will naturally come.
Everyone can't wait to shoot at the Shen Yu'an and his wife according to the camera all day long, and inform the public of their trivialities, because the public likes to watch this.
Shen Yuan sat on the chair casually, with his arms on the chair where Su Yankai was sitting, and looked bored at the feathered stage.
This is the first time he participated in a fashion show. If it weren't for Su Meng as a fashion designer, he would never have come to participate in such a fashion show for the rest of his life.
Compared to all kinds of new clothes, he prefers programming code.
As long as the code is in hand, he is omnipotent.
Thinking about this, while waiting for the start of the fashion show, he covered his mouth and yawned again.
This ho ow happened to be seen by Su Yankai.
This little boy is especially protective of his own mother, but he is very fierce to his own father.
Su Yankai smashed his leg with a small fist, and said in an unhappy tone, "Dad, it will be my mother's fashion show in the next moment, and you still owe me! I'm angry, and my mother is angry too!"
Shen Yuan looked at his son trying to show his anger with a smile on his face. He was a little funny, but he sat upright in accordance with his son's wishes, and took out his normal sitting posture for employees in meetings, "This is all right!" "
Su Yankai nodded reluctantly with satisfaction, but still exhorted, "You have to remember that the model sister will come out wearing clothes for a while, and you must look carefully."
In his opinion, the clothes designed by his mother are just like the programs he wrote for pranks, which took a lot of thought and time.
Every time he makes programs, he hopes that anyone who can come across these programs will show amazement.
By analogy, he felt that the clothes designed by his mother, if he likes it, must model the clothes of his sister.
Shen Yuan listened to her son's somewhat silly words, glanced at the reporter who was sitting behind him and the camera was constantly taking pictures, and smiled faintly, "Silly son, what you said is wrong! Your mother must have hoped that I kept staring. She is the only woman. If she knew that I was paying attention to other women, she would definitely be angry."
This one, he was the first reason for the quarrel between boy and girl friends found on the Internet.
Therefore, he must avoid it.
Su Yankai looked suspiciously at his father sitting next to him, always feeling that this was his father's quibbling, and said dubiously, "Really?"
Shen Yuan said solemnly, "It's true!"
Unexpectedly, the boy next to him took out his mobile phone and started searching directly through the search engine.
Shen Yuan turned his head and continued to look at the empty stage, making no sound.
After a few minutes, Su Yankai's unwilling voice came from his side, "Well, you are right."
Shen Yuan continued to flicker, "In order to prevent me from quarreling with your mother, my attitude towards the fashion show can't be too correct, don't you think?"
Su Yankai was so young that he couldn't play with his father, the old fox, and nodded in accordance with Shen Yu'an's thinking, "It seems like this."
In the next second, Shen Yuan resumed his previous laziness, and this time he took Su Yuankai to lean on the back of the chair, "Son, try it too. Sitting like this is more comfortable."
Su Yankai twisted his body and got rid of Shen Yu'an's shackles, "No, grandma said, you must sit upright when you sit."
Shen Yuan frowned slightly when she heard this.
What his mother teaches the child is something. Before this child was still lively and clever, and he still thinks about programming every day, how come he feels a bit sloppy now.
This is only a month.
Was it a bit too irresponsible to just throw the child to his mother's care before?
This idea lingered in Shen Yuan's head. He thought, if you find an opportunity, you must have a good chat with Su Meng. JrNovels.com
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