The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 297 An unexpected fate
Looking at Eddie and Anson, the first thought in Edgar's mind was that he needed to remind Anson to expand Eve Wilson's business.

At present, Anson and Eve's cooperation business is limited to the promotion of "Princess Diaries", because Anson is still a newcomer, his exposure is relatively limited, and his work is also limited. There is no need to cooperate with public relations throughout the year and sign projects one by one. is the most reasonable way.

Naturally, Eve did not pay attention to fashion news.

Judging from various circumstances, Anson's development prospects in the fashion circle are good. Perhaps Anson should launch a more comprehensive cooperation with Eve.

Of course, Edgar was responsible for the suggestions, and the decision rested with Anson.

Here, Edgar's thoughts were racing, but he had relaxed and stepped back, leaving the stage of conversation to the two protagonists.

On the other side, Anson looked at Eddie, with a slight smile on his face.

"It seems that I do owe you an apology for disrupting your plans. I should apologize for my ambition on the red carpet."

That serious look of talking nonsense made Eddie feel a little at a loss.

He was just making a little joke. Now that Anson apologized so solemnly, the joke was no longer funny. He lowered his gaze to the ground with a slight restraint, not showing the appearance of having just taken the initiative.

"Do not."

"No, there is no need. To be honest, I need to thank you. At least now Dior has seen the possibility of the men's clothing market."

"Also, I also got inspiration from you."

"I, uh, I want to try it further. This is why I take the initiative to extend an invitation to you, hoping to sponsor your outfit for the premiere."

"So, there's no need to apologize. In fact, everything went very smoothly. Maybe, maybe it's me who should be saying thank you."

Stuttering and sputtering, such a long speech was really embarrassing for Eddie, but no matter what, Eddie finished it all in the end.

Several times, Anson wanted to interrupt Eddie, but then he thought, he should let Eddie finish what he said. This is a sign of respect and equal communication.

It wasn't until Eddie finished speaking that Anson met Eddie's cautiously raised eyes and showed a smile, "Judging from the situation we just met, I'm still thinking that your communication skills have improved a lot in the past year. Thinking about it, in just a short while, I have fallen back to where I was before.”

Ridicule, but not ridicule, but a kind of relaxation between friends.

Eddie rolled his eyes, "I didn't."

But pause for a moment, “Okay, a little bit.”

"In this year of work, I am slowly learning to communicate more with others. The job of a design director is a little different from what I imagined. There are more communication parts. Of course, design is still the core, and I am adapting."

Anson didn't say much and gave a thumbs up.

Eddie glanced at it and shook his head helplessly, "I'm not Frankenstein."

Anson looked serious, "Indeed, I don't think so either. I think it's more like Wednesday."

Eddie was stunned, and without any warning, he burst out laughing, "Haha, hahaha."

Whether it was an apology or a thank you, the atmosphere relaxed inadvertently. There was no embarrassment or tension, but instead it became more harmonious.

The appearance of Eddie in front of me is unusual. You can tell some clues from the ghostly expressions of the Dior staff around him.

Eddie didn't care, and laughed to himself. As a result, he laughed so happily that he coughed, and some blood could finally be seen on his pale cheeks.

It took many, many shots to slow down and notice Anson looking for water. The assistant next to him realized what he was doing and quickly stepped forward while twisting the bottle cap.

Eddie waved his hand and refused, coughed twice more, and looked at Anson again, "Let's get to the point. To be honest, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

"The first time, I just helped with the matching."

"The second time, you picked the clothes yourself." "But this time it's different. When I was designing the sketch, what came to my mind was your image, and I designed it completely inspired by you."

"Your agent sent an email and said, this is a high school student who plays in a rock band, but still retains some nerdy qualities, right?"

Blah blah blah——

It was also a long speech, but this time it was Eddie's own professional field. His entire expression, tone, demeanor, and movements were all different.

Anyone with eyes could see that he was very excited, even a little excited.

"I thought, OK, eighteen years old, rock band, nerdy, maybe a little philosophical, not like those high school football players."

"At the same time, it fits your image and temperament, some are cold, some are cold, and a little dangerous; but the point is, there are no fancy things, everything is simple. The simpler the design, the more it tests the model, and at the same time, the more it can show the model's own temperament. , I don’t want clothes to take away your charm.”

As he spoke, Eddie stopped and turned to look at Anson.

"Of course, lines and proportions are still the focus of my design."

The words finally reached a paragraph.

Anson was dazzled for a while, "You mean, you designed these clothes inspired by me?"

Eddie's expression was still dull, but his eyes were particularly bright, "Yes. Originally, this should be the spring and summer design for next year that will be shown for the first time at Fashion Week in October; but I think, since it is the first time it comes out, it will definitely bring turmoil. reaction, then it’s better to let people see the truest, purest and most perfect design.”

Anson put his hands on his shoulders and made two movements of lifting the barbell, indicating that he was under great pressure.

Eddie, however, looked serious, "Don't worry, you should trust my expertise."

Anson shut his mouth obediently.

Eddie was about to reveal the outfit, but he remembered something, "By the way, this set is just a sample. I need your body's detailed data, and then I will customize a set of clothes based on your size."

"Like a suit?" Anson asked.

Eddie, "Yes, it's the same as a custom-made suit. So, you need to control your diet during the next period, at least until the premiere is over."

Anson was not surprised. In Vanity Fair, women need to control their diet, and men are no exception -

Especially the vases.

Anson spread his hands and said, "Welcome to Hollywood."

The smile on Eddie's lips rose slightly, "Believe me, in the future everyone will aspire to be like you and work hard to wear this outfit."

This time, without any further hesitation, he turned around and opened the curtain, allowing Anson to enter and change his clothes.

Then, according to Anson's body shape, the excess fabric is tied up with pins to make it as perfect as possible to complete the look.

Edgar was a little bored after finishing his meditation. He had no interest in such an occasion. If Anson was not qualified to hire an assistant, he would not be willing to come over at all. From now on, he can just let his assistant go with him for such things. As for now, he Still need to perform the duties of a broker.

"coming."

With a reminder, the curtain opened, and Edgar put on a business smile. No matter what he saw, he praised it and settled it quickly.

"Okay..." However, before the words could be spoken, and before he could applaud, Edgar froze in place when he saw the figure in front of him.

This this?

(End of this chapter)