Deliberately attack

Chapter 404 In exchange for her present
This was the first time he and Tang Yili had dinner, and it was a dinner that the French were particularly fond of. Hans felt indescribably excited.

However, he is a reserved person. He is still a teacher in his identity, and he still pays attention to his propriety. After all, he doesn't want to make himself as wretched as Townsend.

"You are promoted to the second year of graduate school, how do you feel?" He found a very suitable topic.

"It's okay." Tang Yili sprinkled some chili juice on his noodles, looked up and smiled, "Because I skipped a grade for a whole year, I feel that there is still a big gap between my classmates in the second grade, and I always ask the professors to ask questions. Xi asked, I don’t know if it will make people more troubled.”

"Of course not," Hans said decisively, "every student who can ask questions is the teacher's favorite."

"Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for the teacher to stand on it alone and sing a one-man show," he laughed at himself unconsciously, "like me."

Tang Yili smiled, only thinking that he was making fun of himself, and did not despise his dullness at all.

People who haven’t eaten for a day have a good appetite, and the hot and sour chili peppers are also very flavorful, making a noodle worth a few dollars as popular as a Michelin meal.

Tang Yili ate very elegantly, taking small bites, but very fast. After eating, she slowly wiped the corners of her mouth with a paper towel.

Hans was a little impatient.

Seeing that the girl has finished eating, but his invitation has not yet been thrown out, what should I do.

Not much courage and time, Hans gritted his teeth and said.

"are you free tomorrow?"

Tang Yili slowly put down the napkin, without even asking anything, "Tomorrow I have an appointment, and a designer friend asked me to save the scene."

"I have an appointment..." Hans couldn't hide his frustration, but he managed to maintain a smile, "It seems that I'm a step late."

"Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, there is a dance in the academy..." He wanted to ask Tang Yili to be his dance partner, but he didn't say it.

"Forget it, since you have work to do, you should get busy with business first, the dance or something..." He shrugged with a red face.

Every college has a prom, all kinds of proms, but that's just what middle school students yearn for—romantic music, beautiful dresses, and elegant gentlemen.

When she was an undergraduate student at University A, the welcome party that Tang Yili attended was of a similar nature. Tang Feng even joked with her daughter, asking her if she had met Prince Charming.

At that time, Tang Yili commented on this with lowered eyelids: I must attend a campus dance once in my life, but attending once is enough.

Participate once and be immune for life.

The beauty in the imagination basically doesn't exist, only the hormonal surge that is embarrassing to the sky.

Tang Yili thought that she was no longer a girl, but she didn't expect that Hans was still a pure man.

However, this has nothing to do with her. What people like to do is their freedom. Tang Yili didn't say much, but just wished Hans a good time.

After the two had finished their meal, Hans insisted on sending Tang Yili back to the apartment, but she declined.

Although Tang Yili was a little apologetic for letting the blond Hans show a pitiful expression after disappointment, but it is her current principle not to talk about love, but to only engage in career.

After a full night's rest, Tang Yili took a taxi to the big show the next day.

John Pawson's new product launch event was held in an old warehouse in Paris. The main theme was environmental protection. The site almost kept the original position of the scaffolding, and opened a winding runway in the middle, with white steel pipe splicing on both sides. The chair is industrial style.

Tang Yili only observed the lighting and positioning on the stage, and then plunged into the backstage work.

The big show starts at six in the afternoon.

As John Pawson said, whether it is the staff or the models, they only care about their own work content, and no one cares about the clothes. Every time the clothes are changed in a hurry, they are all dragged out, and almost every piece is flawed. .

Tang Yili and another designer kept tinkering with needlework and blueprints.

I was busy until seven o'clock in the evening, and that was the finale.

Tang Yili finally had a moment to breathe. Standing in the background, through the curtain, she saw a large group of models appearing one by one, with big arms and long legs, stepping on explosive drums, walking with the wind, and passing by.

Finally, they gave up the most central position on the runway.

John Pawson appeared on the stage, a small man, wearing the most common black short-sleeved and jeans, walking among the glamorous big models, without any condescension.

Tang Yili couldn't see John Pawson's expression, but could only see his back, with a clear outline.

The extremely bright chasing light dimmed the audience, leaving only John Pawson as the focus of the world. The light behind him was too strong, forming an arc of light, which forced Tang Yili to squint his eyes slightly.

The light and shadow flickered, causing people to lose their minds for a moment.

Tang Yili remembered the day when she founded Yili Clothing Show, Beishi was freezing cold, and she left everything about the show and went to California, USA.

That night, there was a blizzard in California, and she stood in the snow, at the price of her first big show in her life, in exchange for her present.

does it worth?
Tang Yili asked himself.

"Hey! This is great!"

Tang Yili came back to his senses suddenly, and found that John Pawson had walked off the stage. He first gave Tang Yili a huge hug who hadn't reacted, and then hugged the others one by one.

"Thank you for your concerted efforts!" John Pawson was immersed in the joy of success, "If it weren't for everyone's hard work, this big show would never have been successful. I will record every second of tonight in my work In the almanac of the office, everyone's name is in it!"

Let's applaud together.

"My success is also everyone's success!" John Pawson raised his arms, "Next is our time!"

Time to celebrate.

Christmas Eve is very suitable for gatherings. A large number of like-minded people moved from the show to the bar one kilometer away.

The atmosphere is good.

Even Tang Yili, who doesn't like to hang out with people, was encouraged to sing a Chinese song on stage.

In a small and remote tavern, Tang Yili found an old song that was suitable for playing and singing. She leaned on the high stool, lazily in front of the microphone pole, held it and spoke.

You open a window
I see hope outside the window
you lit a lamp
i saw the bright
……

I walk alone through this sad street

how to feel all of you

I mustered up the courage to forget this distance

How can I get used to not having you
……

After singing here, I realized that the last scene of the song is about emotion, and it hits the nail on the head.

And Tang Yili was going to take the plane tomorrow morning and travel across the sea to get divorced, marking the end of her life.

(End of this chapter)