Feast of Flowers: 71. Fashion Conference
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The closer it was to the start of the fashion conference, the calmer Hua Jin felt. She packed the embroidered shawl in a brocade box, locked it in her suitcase, and then got in the car heading to Mark's studio.
Mark originally designed this skirt in a dreamy style and even named it "Dream". Later, after many modifications, it became what it is now. The shawl in her hand was made by her and another person. The embroidery master spent a lot of effort to make it, so there can be no accidents.
When they arrived downstairs at Mark's studio, Hua Jin handed him the portable lockbox in person: "Mr. Mark, open it and see if this scarf meets your requirements."
Noticing the black spots under Hua Jin’s eyes, Mark paused while opening the box: “Hua Jin, embroidery master, haven’t you had a good rest recently?”
"You need to be particularly careful when embroidering with gold thread. Although there are seven or eight embroidery masters in my studio now, not many can master gold thread embroidery proficiently." Hua Jin felt sleepy and could not speak. He was very casual, "You take a quick look, I'll go back and rest after reading it."
"Thank you for your hard work." After Mark thanked him, he opened the lockbox and took out the brocade box. In order to create a feeling of mist and wings, the material of the shawl was very thin, and the desired pattern was embroidered on it, and It is not an easy task for the embroiderer to maintain its lightness.
What's more, there is not enough time. In order to complete this shawl, Hua Jin has not slept well for a week, relying on strong tea and coffee to stay awake.
The moment he opened the brocade box, Mark was stunned.
Seeing this shawl, he finally understood what brilliance meant.
Mark's assistant was also shocked. He looked at the shawl carefully and could hardly believe his eyes. Did the embroiderer embroider the sunshine into it?
"Embroidering this shawl may be the best I have done in these years." Hua Jin stood up from her chair and said, "Mr. Mark, there are only three days left for the fashion conference. I wish the clothes you designed will be successful at the exhibition." You will be so stunning that you will be famous for your country."
"Thank you." Mark carefully put the shawl back into the brocade box. He stood up and stretched out his hand towards Hua Jin, "I also wish the flower embroiderer will get better and better, and that every stitch and every thread will make flowers bloom. ”
Hua Jin stretched out her hand and held Mark's hand together: "Goodbye."
"I'll give it to you." Mark looked down at the white and tender palms clasped with his own, and let go of his hand with a smile.
"You don't have to be so polite. I have been to your studio many times. Why do I need Mr. Mark to deliver it." Hua Jin picked up the bag and smiled at Mark, "See you at the fashion conference in three days."
"Then, goodbye." Mark walked Hua Jin to the door. After she walked into the elevator and the elevator door closed, he turned back to the design room and opened the lid of the brocade box again.
"Mr."
"It's so beautiful." Mark gently rubbed the shawl with his fingertips, "Are you right?"
The assistant paused: "Yes."
Mark chuckled lightly and didn't say another word.
After handing the shawl into Mark's hand, Hua Jin relaxed. She sat in the car and leaned against the back of the chair to relax. The driver didn't dare to disturb her and turned off the music in the car.
When she was almost home, Hua Jin opened her eyes, took out her phone and took a look. Pei Yan sent her a few messages. The general idea is that the meeting will end in the afternoon and I can't have dinner with her at noon.
Hua Jin: [Be serious about the meeting and don’t wander off. I’ll go home and have something to eat and then go to bed. Call me when you come back in the evening. 】
Pei Yan: [Okay, I will come back as soon as possible. mwah. 】
Seeing Pei Yan's reply, Hua Jin smiled and turned around to find a familiar-looking person standing outside the gate. She stared at it for several seconds before she recognized it was Xu Si.
In her impression, Xu Si was a woman who seemed elegant but was actually arrogant. It was almost impossible to relate to her now.
Discovering the car that Hua Jin was riding in, Xu Si opened his arms and stopped in front of the car. Seeing her action, Hua Jin suddenly remembered that Xu Si's father and uncle also did this a few months ago.
She asked the driver to stop the car, opened the window and said, "Miss Xu."
When she discovered that the person sitting in the car was not Pei Yan, Xu Si's expression changed. Their eyes met and she bit her lower lip: "How could it be you?"
"I'm sorry, it's me who disappoints you." Hua Jin raised the corners of her lips and smiled. She regretted that she didn't wear red lipstick today, otherwise her smile would have been more aura.
"That's right. After all, you are now Pei Yan's favorite. It's not strange to ride in his car, use his driver, and live in his house." Xu Sixiao said with a smile, "Isn't it wonderful to finally live in a wealthy family? Happy?"
"Luxury car, big house, and a handsome man..." Hua Jin tilted her head, looking innocent and innocent, "Of course I am very happy."
Xu Si's face turned pale: "Then I wish you will always have these."
"Thank you, I accept your blessing." Hua Jin blinked, "Is there anything else, Miss Xu? If nothing happens, please get out of the way, I want to go home."
"It's not certain whether it's your home or not. Don't show off too early." Xu Si blurted out these unwilling words.
"I can't help it. People like me are short-sighted. It's hard to live in a mansion. It's uncomfortable not to show off. Thank you, Miss Xu, for sending me to show off." Hua Jin smiled instead of getting angry, covering her mouth. , looked at Xu Si with a smile, "Miss Xu has been pampered and pampered since she was a child, so she naturally looks down on ordinary people like us. But Miss Xu..."
Hua Jin put down her hand and looked at Xu Si seriously, "Everyone is born with someone who cares about them. You have a good background, which is a good thing, but it doesn't mean that you can rely on it. Wantlessly harming others."
"Money can make your life more comfortable and allow you to see many things that ordinary people cannot see. It is your basis for enjoying life, not a tool for you to bully others." Hua Jin looked at Xu Si, "I hope you can learn to respect this matter in the future."
"You don't have to reason with me, why should you?" Xu Si sneered, "You poor people, you talk so much, you are just jealous of me."
"But what is there about you now that I should be jealous of?" Hua Jin asked, "Your Xu family is bankrupt now, and you are no longer the glamorous young lady. Do you represent those classmates who were bullied by you in the past?" , can he bully you in turn?"
Xu Si fell silent.
"Master, let's go in." Hua Jin didn't want to talk to Xu Siduo anymore and closed the window.
Watching the car carrying the flower brocade drive into the villa gate, Xu Si stared blankly at the door that was closed again. He was stunned for a long time. Only after his feet began to go numb did he squat on the ground and cry.
She didn’t know why she was crying. Regret? Not willing? anger?
She only knows that in this life, she never wants to meet her former classmates again.
After lunch, Hua Jin returned to the room. But for some reason, she couldn't sleep while lying on the bed. After getting up and turning on the computer, Hua Jin suddenly remembered the electronic diary account that she had not logged into for many years.
Opening the login page, Hua Jin entered her password.
The password used to be her birthday, but later it was changed to the day she first met Pei Yan.
After looking through all the records, Hua Jin smiled.
I didn’t expect that this website is still there, and those childish remarks are still there. After staring at the screen for a long time, she typed out a sentence.
The weather was sunny on December 7, 2018
I met him and held his hand.
The International Fashion Conference is held every two years. In the past, domestic media focused on the models on the catwalk and the celebrities invited to visit. The celebrities who attended this fashion conference all took a lot of photos and put them on the public platform.
If there are domestic models participating in the catwalk, it will attract a lot of attention. Even people who are not interested in fashion will have to praise it.
But this year is different, because domestic fashion designers will participate in this fashion conference. Before the fashion conference has even started, some media have already put a headline, "The most talented fashion designer in China will bring... Clothes made a stunning appearance at the International Fashion Conference" "What impact will young talented fashion designers bring to the international fashion circle" "Surprise, domestic fashion exhibits turned out to be like this".
As an embroiderer involved in the production, Hua Jin took the invitation and sat in the second row. What surprised her was that sitting in the row behind her was Zhao Ni, who had made a custom-made cheongsam for her.
Zhao Ni was even more surprised than Hua Jin. She never thought that Hua Jin, a young and ordinary embroiderer, would be invited here, and his position would be higher than hers.
The people sitting in the first row of their section are all big-shot figures. For example, the person sitting in front of this young embroiderer is Mr. Pei, a well-known money-spreading boy who most people cannot afford to offend.
The two nodded as a sign of goodwill, but did not talk as the catwalk started.
The first show is an international supermodel, and the clothes she wears are also designed by internationally renowned masters. The clothes designed by Mark were displayed relatively late, so Hua Jin was not in a hurry and quietly admired the beautiful clothes and **** beauties.
Pei Yan, who was sitting in front of her, was worried that she was bored and looked back frequently, but he didn't know that Hua Jin had been obsessed with the stage and had no time to respond to his loving gaze.
This fashion conference was broadcast live in many countries at the same time. Domestically, the rights to the live broadcast were bought by a video website in which Pei Yan has a stake.
After the fashion shows from the previous countries were over, the clothes designed by Mark were finally on display.
In the live video, the audience watching the live broadcast was filled with comments. Many people were saying, don’t be red, green, or dragon, phoenix, and jasmine.
When the first model came out, the live audience was excited.
"Meimeimei, this skirt is so beautiful, this is the combination of fashion and national style!"
"Have you seen the pattern on the skirt? Every step the model takes is like a flower blooming. What kind of magical high technology is this?"
"Ah ah ah, model sister, please walk slower, I haven't admired this skirt enough!!"
The second model came out and the audience was already going crazy.
"Mom, is this designer a fairy? The moment this model walked out from the backstage, I thought that the beauty from thousands of years ago traveled through time and space and walked to the booth. Who said clothes with Chinese style elements , foreigners don’t look good in what they wear? This model has a typical Western European appearance, but wearing this Chinese-style skirt, she is so beautiful that people want to lick the screen."
When the third and fourth models appeared on the platform, the audience had no other reaction except oohing and aahing on the barrage.
When the last one wore a floor-length skirt named Luan, the audience went crazy and were almost stunned.
Under the light, the model seems to be a beautiful bird transformed into a beauty, and the clothes on her body are her gorgeous feathers. The shawl hanging on the arm is like a divine bird stealing the colorful clouds from the sky and decorating it on its body.
"Is this skirt really made by humans?"
"Did the designer steal the clothes worn by the gods?"
"The pattern on the skirt is really made of fabric, not feathers?"
“I heard that the clothing design inspiration for our country’s exhibition this time comes from our country’s mythology. I think the designer has done it. This mysterious beauty is like our country’s thousands of years of culture. Even if we spend our entire lives, It’s also impossible to fully understand.”
“Meow meow, watching a fashion show actually made me cry. It’s really not easy for our country to get to this point over the years.”
"Have you noticed that the eyes of the foreign audience almost popped out of their heads when they looked at these costumes?"
"I saw it, I saw it."
The live broadcast of the fashion conference has not yet ended. Some online media have already posted photos of domestically exhibited clothing to the public platform, and countless netizens are excited.