Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 1118 1135 [Cracking two scissors]
A full two seconds of embarrassment——
A flirtatious man—Andre Kim, the godfather of Korean fashion, coughed and said to Song Zhichao, "I don't think you heard my name, but I'm Andre Kim, Andre Kim!"

Song Zhichao: "Uh, even if you are God, my answer is still the same——not interested!"

"Hahaha!" Andrekin smiled awkwardly. He glanced at the beautiful manager and waitress who were also smiling awkwardly. He took a deep breath and pointed at Song Zhichao with his orchid flower: "You are very humorous and funny— —Are you trying to get my attention on purpose? If so, then you succeeded."

Song Zhichao sighed: "You want me to tell you how many times, I have no interest in being your exclusive model!"

Andrekin: "..."

I really can't hold on to my face anymore.

"Heh, heh! Are you kidding me?!" Andrekin asked Song Zhichao, "You don't want to be my model?"

Song Zhichao smiled, "I'm sorry, Mr. Andrekin, if in such a place, such an occasion, and such an environment, a stranger you don't know suddenly wants to invite you to be the chief designer of his company, may I ask you? Will you agree?"

Andrekin: "..."

Startled for a moment, "Of course not! No, I will never agree!"

"That's--my situation is the same as yours. To me, you are the stranger."

"No, no, it's different." Andrekin shook his head and said, "I'm a celebrity! I'm a well-known designer in the fashion industry! Even if you don't watch TV or read newspapers, you must know my name, right? ?”

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, "So what if I know your name? I want to agree to your unreasonable request and be your exclusive model? Now let me tell you my name, my name is Song Zhichao --- can you also go to my company? Be my chief designer?"

Andrekin: "..."

Shut up.

Andrekin seemed to have heard about the name "Song Zhichao", but he didn't think too much about it, and finally said: "Friend, to be honest, I don't think we have anything in common with you!"

Song Zhichao: "A common language needs to be created by both parties. Unfortunately, you and I are not on the same channel."

Andrekin: "You are eloquent, and you seem to be very eloquent—but unfortunately, I am withdrawing the invitation just now. Although you have a good model figure and appearance, you are not suitable for being a model. What a model requires is obedience Command, become a walking hanger, not an opening and designer sophistry!"

Song Zhichao: "I'm honored that you have such an idea."

Andrekin: "..." It felt like a fist was hitting cotton.

……

The debate is over—
Song Zhichao ignored Andrekin, but began to choose clothes on his own.

In the end, he settled on a white evening dress—from the Villers store he had bought.

Not far away, Andrekin, who was originally angry, vented all his temper on the beautiful manager and waitress, saying how come you have so many low-quality people here, who don't even understand fashion; A soul -- an interesting soul, is worthy of the finest clothes.

For this big fashionista with weird behavior and outrageous words, whether it is a waitress or a beautiful manager, they can only act as listeners obediently, and express their approval from time to time.

Seeing that the two only knew how to nod and didn't know how to retort, Andre King felt bored. When he turned his head, he saw Song Zhichao trying on the white evening dress of the "Villeret" brand.

Andrekin didn't want to pay attention to it at first. After all, he lost to Song Zhichao in the bickering just now, but his professional habits made him couldn't help turning his head to look at Song Zhichao.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt itchy - because Song Zhichao, who had such a good clothes rack, wore such rubbish clothes, it was a hidden gem, ruining a good clothes rack.

I will endure!

Just let him go out in this ugly suit and lose face.

Andrea Jinxin said.

but--
He glanced left and right.

Seeing Song Zhichao "scratching his head and posing" in front of the mirror in that evening dress --- Andrekin, who has always hated ugliness and was extremely picky about beauty, felt his heart tickle like a cat scratching.

"This man simply doesn't understand beauty!"

"Ugly doesn't know how ugly it is!"

"Dare to wear such clothes, it's a shame!"

"God, I can't take it any longer!"

Andrekin roared, wearing wooden clogs like crazy, ran up to Song Zhichao, and glared at him.

Song Zhichao: "..."

Don't understand what this guy is doing.

"You know, you insulted me!" said Andreykin.

Song Zhichao: "..."

"When did I insult you?"

"You are insulting me and insulting my vision by wearing such an ugly dress!"

Song Zhichao: "..."

He looked down at the white evening dress he had chosen, "I think it's pretty good."

"Hahaha!" Andrekin looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Not bad, is it? Let me show you what a real work of art is!" After finishing speaking, Andrekin threw off his silk bat shirt, exposing his waist——
But there is a wide red belt around his waist, and there are rows of slanted pockets on the belt, with scissors, awls, sewing bags, and other messy things in it, basically tools that designers often use .

Song Zhichao: "..."

Before he could understand, Andrekin suddenly reached out and took out the small golden scissors inserted diagonally, squatted down facing Song Zhichao, and stretched out his hand to grab Song Zhichao's waistband——
"Damn, what are you going to do?" Song Zhichao was taken aback, and almost kicked Andrekin away with his foot.

But Andrekin held golden scissors, clicked twice, and directly cut two big holes in Song Zhichao's trousers on his legs - the two big holes happened to be located at Song Zhichao's hip bones - er, a very embarrassing part.

"A man's crotch, like a woman, is also the most sexy part of human beings. Therefore, in clothing design, we must highlight this natural advantage, and use bright colors and patterns to replace conservative designs!" Andrea Jin said As he said that, he started quickly. He took out the needle and thread from the sewing bag, took out two pieces of golden cloth from the rag bag, and began to mend Song Zhichao's trousers.

Song Zhichao: "..."

After a long time, a sentence came, "You cut this dress - I won't pay for it!"

Andrekin snorted coldly, "Boy, do you think I care about that little money? Today I want to let you know what it means to 'turn decay into magic'!"

Song Zhichao pointed to Andrekin, and then said to the surprised beauty manager with the big mouth, "You heard what he said—he pays for this dress!"

The beauty manager: "..."

(End of this chapter)