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For the citizens of Shanghai, this is an ordinary autumn morning.

In addition to more and more foreign faces, unfamiliar luxury car logos, models with slender waists, and hot air balloons floating in the sky... Don't forget that there are also local TV stations and Internet media that are giving people a lot of attention. The bombardment of information is telling the people of this city...

The much-anticipated "Four Cities Joint Asian Fashion Week" has come to the grandest, most anticipated and most exciting seventh day!

"On the seventh day, will the last big show medal be ours?"

Many people harbor such expectations and doubts in their hearts.

It was only 9 o'clock in the morning, and there was already a long queue at the four entrances of the Metropolis Exhibition Center.

Young model Weiwei, the 95-point goddess in the eyes of nerds, is holding up the billboards of sponsors and fashion weeks indiscriminately from other young models.No matter how beautifully she dresses, no matter how many passers-by she attracts amazed eyes, the cold wind tells her that the real meeting of the upper class in the industry is held in that tall building that is a landmark of the city.

And she had nothing to do with it.

While resting, holding warm milk tea may bring a little comfort.She raised her head and inadvertently caught sight of the familiar boss Xiao Wei. She subconsciously reached out her hand, but it was too far away.How much she wished that the model who accompanied Boss Xiaowei into the VIP channel was herself!
"The top industry judges, the best fashion designers, the most influential models, and... the most luxurious lineup in history!"

Guo Qing listened to the excited chatter of the male colleague.

She smiled slightly.

Any designer in the fashion circle is eager for the precious opportunity to show his face today.Whether it is being spotted by a large fashion group or being appreciated by industry masters, for these young people who are struggling for a chance to make their mark, that may be the most wonderful moment in the first half of their lives.

But the opportunity is only for the few.

Even Guo Qing, who was selected as one of the bof500 by the fashion industry, is not eligible to participate in the seventh day of Huashan Lunjian.After four days of downturn and magic, whether it is the three East Asian countries as the participating parties or the international team as the guests, they are all gearing up and preparing to show their skills and shine today!
They must be clear whether this is the only opportunity in this life, or if they miss it, it is the regret that they will not be able to get out of in the rest of their lives.

The backstage seating area is huge.

It is full of fashion celebrities from different agencies, magazines and groups.More glamorous supermodels and excited designers.Passing through this bustling and lively narrow path, Guo Qing met his best friend Qiu Yunying.

Qiu Yunying seemed to have recovered from her defeat on the fourth day.

She was actually wearing the plush clothes of the mascot, holding a hood, and waving excitedly at Guo Qing.

"here!"

"Why are you dressed like this—" Guo Qing couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, I can see clearly from a short distance. Today's finale is... her."

Qiu Yunying smirked, trying to hide her inner anxiety with anticipation.

When the fashion week is over, it's time for the top executives of the Qiu Group to vote for the successor.Geng Jian didn't do well, but she also performed poorly.People with a discerning eye know that it is no longer the strength and prestige of the returnees and the family faction that determine the high-level intentions, but what kind of sensation Mr. Qiu can bring to the country this time. …

"If it becomes a blockbuster, because of Qiu's surname, there is a high probability that they will choose me. If something goes wrong..." Qiu Yunying was reluctant, and she eventually became a gnawing old man.

Guo Qing messed up Qiu Yunying's short hair, which had never been taken care of.

"Others can't get enough of it! Stop thinking about it, Xiao Yingying! Mr. Qiu is an old artist at the level of a living fossil. I'd rather believe that fashion week made trouble than that old man can make a mistake—"

"Crow mouth! Find a fight!"

The two girls had a fight, and it wasn't long before they got "bad news".

The assistant sighed.

"The fanatical fans who followed Twiggy before came to cheer again... and there are more people! The entire west side is occupied by them! A lot of police are there to maintain order, but I don't think it's useless at all. There are so many If people make trouble, who can stop it..."

"Have the tickets for the last day been sold out long ago?"

Qiu Yunying was stunned, and then woke up like a dream, her teeth itching with anger: "Someone is secretly providing them with tickets! Is it Korean? Or Dongying? Check the ticket number, and you will know who is behind the scenes!"

"I checked, and it's an internal ticket for Europe and the United States." The assistant was a little worried. "A person with such great energy, who can still get so many internal votes from Europe and the United States, apart from the number one goddess of the golden age, I'm afraid I can't find another person—"

Qiu Yunying and Guo Qing said in unison: "It's Cui Ji!"

"Didn't she still show kindness to us the next day?" Guo Qing couldn't get over his thoughts, and asked in surprise, "Why did she suddenly become an enemy? Today is clearly our host's home game, and Mr. Qiu's finale... Could it be that she still Do you want to fan dissidents to make trouble?"

If it was said that there was still some excitement about participating in the grand ceremony on the last day just now, Qiu Yunying is now full of anxiety.

"No, no matter what Cui Ji's purpose is, she must not be allowed to succeed, otherwise the fashion week will be over! I'll go find Wei Kun! He must have a way!"

She didn't forget to put on the bear hood, and ran outside bouncing around.

With the wonderful closing ceremony performances brought by madamefigaro and stb, the atmosphere of the scene has become a sea of ​​enthusiasm.Several crane-arm lenses were shooting the scene, and the shoulder-mounted camera was aimed at the faces on the stage. The flashes flickered like spring thunder and clicked.

Dongdong Dongdong——

Rapid and dynamic music rhythm starts!

A veteran singer from the hometown of Shanghai, acting as the host like a green leaf, said with a smile on his face, "I am very grateful to the organizer for giving me this opportunity to announce the long-awaited good news to the audience—— —Co-organized by the four cities, the 14th Asia International Fashion Week Exhibition officially kicked off on the seventh day!"

Whoa!
Thunderous applause!

Looking around, there are lights, ribbons and cheering people everywhere, like a ignited oil pan, boiling up!
The sound that echoed in the arena seemed to be a reminder to Qiu Yunying.

"Wei Kun, where are you..."

She stood on tiptoe, and what she could see was the dense crowd that made her feel desperate. Today was the grand finale, no matter the seats, even the aisles, corridors and observation decks were full of people.In those faces, trying to find Wei Kun is like looking for a needle in a haystack. …

The first samba girl from Latin America, wearing a beautiful costume intertwined with ethnic characteristics and modernity, has made a stunning appearance in front of the audience and the camera!

This means that today's exhibition has finally started!

In Qiu Yunying's mind, there seemed to be a countdown to the bomb.

She couldn't figure out Cui Ji's conspiracy, but she vaguely sensed that on this most important day, Cui Ji would never let nothing go.There are so many "fan groups" who follow her politically correct remarks, which is a terrible force that can control fashion week.

This power, if used in a positive direction, will be able to push the heat of fashion week to a new level.But if it was like the second day, or the few days before the downturn... She saw many "high-ranking officials and dignitaries" who also appeared in the VIP seat, as one of the most important guests.

No matter where, today's exhibition is particularly concerned.

Qiu Yunying's eyes widened suddenly.

She guessed it!

She finally guessed it!But this guess made her feel a trembling fear!

gender……

politics……

game...

"Everyone is treated by her as a torch, and has become a booster for her personal fame to rise and burn like Olympian fire!"

"This grand event, and my father... will all be sacrificed!"

"Twiggy, trying to ruin Fashion Week!"

Qiu Yunying's hole contracted, she felt so cold.

The phone seemed to have its own thoughts, trying to jump out of Qiu Yunying's hands.

She dialed several wrong numbers and tried to call her father, but what she got was a busy signal that made her collapse...

"Twiggy - Twiggy - Twiggy -"

The sound of mountains and tsunami welcomes the arrival of the No.1 model of the golden age.

This cry is like the funeral song of fashion week.

The crowd was a high wall that couldn't be crossed, separating Qiu Yunying from the person she cared about the most. She bit her lip, bleeding. "We must not let this woman... destroy everyone's efforts!"

……

Cui Ji stood at the core of the judging panel.

She has the qualifications.

Even if Frederick Auberding from France and Ben Barnes from Spain, or Kurosawa Fengshi from Japan, Li Mingzhen and Zheng Chengshu from South Korea, these are well-known in the industry, if one by one in the last century The masters of the brilliant diamond art also want to make room for Twiggy.

Cui Ji, represents the glory of a golden age.She is not only the "first supermodel" in honor, but also a symbol that guides countless people forward.

She raised her arms, answering the cheers of ardent fans and admirers.

"What does Twiggy want to do?" Ben Barnes leaned on his crutches. The old man could no longer see through his former close partner. He shook his head and said, "Twiggy is breaking the rules of the game... Today's masters are those from all over the world." Excellent design team, is she trying so hard to express herself, is she trying to get back on stage and rekindle her youth? This is against the rules."

Auberdine was still tormented by his narrow garment.

The fat man snorted heavily.

"It's just a crazy woman, today's cake is not for her—"

"Will Joe really come?"

"With that old guy's personality, he will definitely come. It's just that his Chinese art, which was once all the rage in Europa, can still win people's favor? I don't like him, he is too irrational, and the old antiques should have ended long ago already."...

It's not just that these masters are not optimistic.

Even the young designers who were looking forward to Mr. Qiu Banshan's finale showed some doubts.

No one has seen the rehearsal of Qiu Banshan's team, let alone any gossip or pictures, it is so mysterious that it doesn't exist at all.This is like a movie that is about to be released, the less you dare to publicize it, the less confidence you have.

Everyone present knew that with so many audiences and media, a large part of them came for Qiu Banshan's name.This made them, who were supposed to be the protagonists, feel a little unhappiness of being ignored.

Moreover, without selection and discussion, the finale opportunity was given to Qiu Banshan. Is this really... fair?

Some people with dark thoughts are already looking forward to a wonderful "God's Fall".

During the dazzling catwalks and performances, time slipped away inadvertently like sand in the fingers, and when Twiggy walked onto the stage with an envelope, she announced to the audience——

"The next performance will be the final finale performance, and the host, Mr. Qiu Banshan from the Qiu Group, will bring you this wonderful performance!"

Boiling against the sky!

The fanatical volume has once again raised to a new level!

The lights went out, the modular stage began to reassemble, and the fast-paced accompaniment in the dark heralded the debut of the final track!

When Qiu Banshan came out dressed up, the atmosphere of the audience came to its climax!

"Mr. Qiu!"

"He's really here!"

"A representative figure in the fashion and cultural circles of Shanghai!"

Qiu Banshan stood in the light, smiled and nodded to the audience.

But at this moment...

Someone rushed to the stage and grabbed the microphone!

It was Li Xiying who was messed up by the public opinion a few days ago and everyone shouted and beaten!
He slapped the microphone heavily, suppressing the originally noisy voice.People were wondering about the arrival of this spoiler, and some even directly expressed contempt for this stinking guy and turned their heads away.

Li Xiying felt the sharp sword-like gaze, and her heart became more and more painful and twisted.Once upon a time, he was still the highly sought-after favorite of heaven!

He mustered up his courage and spoke loudly into the microphone.

"I think... the partner of the Qiu Group, Happiness and Entertainment, is a dirty company with sex discrimination, and Mr. Qiu not only trusted the wrong person, but also made the same mistake!"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was shocked.

Qiu Banshan was stunned, with a sullen look on his face.

The reporters raised their recording pens and cameras and were ecstatic.

Whether it was the audience, the participating teams or the judges, they were all overwhelmed by Li Xiying's bold speech, and looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling a little inappropriate.

Twiggy didn't give the organizers a chance.

She took the microphone and walked to the stage.

"I don't like this designer, his remarks may be a bit fallacious..." Just when everyone thought she was here to clean up the mess, Twiggy's next words seemed to drop a super bomb in the convention center.

"The fallacy is that the mistake is not just Mr. Qiu, but the entire Asian Fashion Week. This fashion show full of objectification, prejudice, and discrimination makes me sick..."

Qiu Banshan looked at Cui Ji in astonishment.

Cui Ji was expressionless, and looked back at Qiu Banshan coldly.

The old man's fingers trembled at first, and his old face was full of shock and anger. Just as he was about to make a sound, he clutched his chest and fell down slowly.

"What the hell happened?!"

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change.

Lee Hee Young spoiled the situation!

Twiggy blasts Fashion Week!
And Mr. Qiu, who is the finale master, was so angry that he collapsed? !

"I feel very sorry for Mr. Qiu's body, and at the same time, someone must be responsible for it..."

Cui Ji is like a cold-blooded animal, she doesn't care about Qiu Banshan's life or death at all.

Hatred must have a definite target, and crazy obsession must also have a common enemy.

She has to carefully select a more suitable prey, a perfect victim related to Qiu Banshan, fashion week and the finale.

If possible, Cui Ji would have fallen in love with Qiu Banshan and Qiu Yunying, but unfortunately, the father and daughter have too much protective power.As a last resort, we can only start with people related to them...

Cui Ji fanned her emotions and shouted loudly:
"Mr. Wei Kun, the chairman of Happy Entertainment and the contractee of artist Xiao Hong, aren't you going to say something of apology to Mr. Qiu, to your peers in the industry, to everyone present, on behalf of Fashion Week?"

The voice fell.

The spotlight is like a dog with a keen sense of smell. It precisely and premeditatedly found a young man in a strange costume backstage...Wei Kun!