Uncle President, don't spoil me

Chapter 488 London is Really Small

Most of the fashion shows will set a theme in advance, whether it is a personal show or a team show, at least someone will grasp the general direction. This is an inherited fashion show. It may not be creative enough, but it is very safe. .People have a habitual way of thinking and like to choose the best among many things of the same type. They think that only by standing on the same starting point can they be truly fair and the choice they make must be the most correct of.

However, the fashion show of Luo Qing and You Sha completely subverted the previous single mode. There was no prior planning, and no theme setting. They just showed what they thought was the best work, and they didn't even do a rehearsal. , walked directly onto the catwalk.

I don’t know if it’s because people are tired of being framed, but instead they have shown incomparable enthusiasm and curiosity for such a novel way of expression.For a while, major magazines and newspapers were reporting on this unique fashion show.

There was no preparation in advance, relying entirely on on-the-spot performance, and even without any preparation in terms of coherence, it was as if a sudden rainstorm had washed away the entire pattern.No one knows what the next work will be like, but there is an indescribable sense of anticipation in the bottom of my heart. It may be a small dress and evening dress, or a suit shirt, or a sexy long skirt, or a camouflage military uniform. This way of eliciting people's inner guesses has been recognized and affirmed by people.

Yousha's work is the most outstanding, and has become the new favorite of Chelsea College, and has also become a designer that many well-known brands are eager to invite.Opportunity is really a very strange thing, it always appears suddenly inadvertently.Yousha is very grateful to Luo Qing, even though it may not be a big deal in Luo Qing's eyes, but Yousha knows that without Luo Qing, they would not think of fighting for their rights, nor would they have a blockbuster performance.

Although Luo Qing's works are bold and innovative, they still lack some basic skills and are not outstanding in the handling of many details. However, her silk scarf tied around the model's neck has become a new favorite in the fashion circle.However, this fashion show seemed to ignite a flame in her heart, making her more sure that she likes designing.

"What are you thinking? Are you so distressed?" Since they came back to live, Zixuan asked someone to open up the study and the bedroom, so that the two of them could work together in the study instead of running around in the study and bedroom.

Luo Qing was wearing loose pajamas, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with a sketchbook and pencil in her hands, leaning on the soft sofa, thinking hard, "I was thinking, what kind of clothes are in line with the public's aesthetics, and what kind of clothes are suitable for the public? Can it adapt to the market?"

She used to work in Luo Yusi Clothing Company. She remembered that some good designs were praised by people in the industry before, but the sales performance was mediocre and not as good as they expected. A very nice dress, why no one likes it?

"Let me ask you, what do you look at in clothes?" Zixuan put down the documents in his hand, walked to the sofa and sat down, hooked Luo Qing into his arms, "Brand? Material? Size? Or price?"

It seemed to be a difficult question to answer, Luo Qing leaned in Zixuan's arms, biting the end of a pencil, "I like comfortable clothes."

"But most people like to put the brand first, then the price, and finally the comfort." Zixuan said helplessly, but it was the truth.

Nowadays, too many people consider the brand and price first when buying something, and only if these two items meet the criteria will they continue to look at it, otherwise they will leave with a glance.Many people have an incomprehensible attachment to big brands, and think that high-end brand clothing is always good. This is an incomprehensible mentality, but it is shared by many people.

"So, you need to have a big-name posture and comfortable materials?" Luo Qing still seemed a little confused, frowning, and turned her pen.

"Almost." Zixuan nodded. Designers like them mostly follow the route of high-end brands, gorgeous evening wear, noble clothing, and more tailor-made. This is a very sick heart. I feel that I need some unique clothing to show my specialness.

Luo Qing shook her head, and began to draw with her hands, while Zixuan leaned on her to watch her draw. To be honest, Luo Qing's sketches are really speechless. Her designs are always casual, as if painting Wherever you go, there are no strict rules.

"By the way, I'll go to Japan in a few days." Zixuan really likes the feeling of holding Luo Qing, she is nestled in his arms obediently like a kitten, if possible, he really hopes to take Luo Qing Qing shrunk and put it in his pocket so that he could take her with him wherever he went.

"To find Qianqing?"

"kindness."

Zixuan was thoughtful. After such a long time, that guy had no intention of stopping at all. He thought he had given up when he was quiet a while ago, but now it seems that this guy has no intention of stopping at all.He has no interest in dealing with it, and he hates flying around like this. It seems that he can't get rid of Qiu's right now, so at least he has to fight for the benefit of not leaving the UK easily. He doesn't want to be with Luo Qing for a long time. Living in two places, this feeling of being invisible and intangible made him very unhappy.

After hesitating again and again, he still decided to meet that wayward guy.In the beginning, he really wanted to guide his growth and let him flex his muscles, but now this guy who doesn't know how to repay his kindness comes here again and again, and he doesn't want to continue to confront him anymore .In the past, he liked such games of wits and enjoyed them, but now that he has a wife and children, he doesn't want to waste time on that childish guy anymore.

"He's bothering you again?" Luo Qing frowned.

Zixuan pondered and sighed, "Maybe, I thought things too simply. I thought that as long as I avoided seeing him, he would always understand what I meant. Now it seems that I overestimated him. This guy is a dead button guy, I have been wondering for the past few days, is it because my avoidance caused him some misunderstandings, thinking that I disdain him as an opponent."

In fact, Luo Qing has a good impression of Qianqing. Although she has suffered a lot because of his relationship, she thinks she still has no way to hate that clean and gentle guy, but she will use such gentle words to describe Qianqing. To describe her, probably only Luo Qing.Maybe after she saw his cruelty and cold blood, she wouldn't say that.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Luo Qing was not at ease.

"No need, you just started school here, I'll finish the matter and come back as soon as possible." Parking the car on the side of the road, Zixuan turned sideways and kissed Luo Qing, with an apologetic face, "It seems that we have never been together The beginning is to keep separating, after this matter is settled, I will shift the focus of work back to the UK, so that I can see you every day."

This is what he wants to do most.

He hoped that he could see Luo Qing's sleeping face every morning when he woke up, that he could fall asleep with his arms around her and smell the fragrance of her hair every night, that he could see her smiling face every day, and truly embrace her in his arms... .

In the past ten years, he could only rely on his thin memories to support himself. That pretty figure only existed in his memory, and when he saw it in a hurry, sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if it really existed. , or, it was just his hallucination.

It wasn't until he actually saw her that he felt as if he had suddenly come alive, at least for himself.

"Idiot." Luo Qing obediently nestled into his arms, stretched out her hand to hook him, licked his lips with the tip of her wet tongue, and then she pressed her tightly and kissed him deeply.

Under the sunset, by the Thames River, under the London Eye, in a sports car, the two people kissing are extremely romantic.

"Knock, knock..." Someone knocked on the window of the sports car, especially the blushing cheek that saw something that shouldn't be seen.

Zixuan let go of Luo Qing, put down the car window calmly, looked at the man outside the window, "Is there something wrong?"

"Uh, our car broke down, could you please give us a ride?" The man was probably only in his twenties, with a gentle and shy look, which made people think that Zixuan and the others seemed to have done something very excessive.

Luo Qing looked back, and sure enough, she saw a sports car parked behind them, with a woman standing beside the car, she suddenly asked in surprise, "Lu Yuan?"

"?" Zixuan also turned around, and sure enough, he saw Lu Yuan standing next to the sports car behind, with a look of impatience on his face, and a flash of watching a show flashed across his heart, and quickly said to the man outside the window, "Okay."

"Thank you." The man seemed very happy, bowed to thank him again and again, then trotted to the back, talking to Lan Yuan.

Then the two came over and got into the car, Lu Yuan's face flickered slightly, obviously she also recognized Zixuan, and her eyes felt uncomfortable.

But no one said hello first. Of course Luo Qing noticed Zixuan's banter. Lu Yuan wanted to bury herself in the soil even more, but the man beside her was full of embarrassment and kept apologizing to Lan Yuan. Blame yourself for the reason the car broke down.

"I'm sorry, if I didn't want you to take me out, I wouldn't delay your business." The man bit his lip, his fair face was full of sadness.

"It's okay." Lu Yuan pursed her lips and replied coldly.

"I know today's meeting is very important to you, I'm sorry." The man clenched his fists and turned his eyes away, "If I could do a little, you wouldn't be involved in those things, it's all my fault, let You have done so much for me."

The man looked really sad, and there was a distressing sadness in his crystal clear eyes.

Sighing, Lu Yuan finally shed her indifference, and ignored Zixuan watching the play from the rearview mirror, she moved towards the man, and comforted softly, "Ah Zhe, it's my own wish, don't say any more Is that the case, huh?"

Zixuan suddenly remembered the identity of this young master, Liang Sizhe, the only son of Liang Shuwei, the boss of the British gangster, his personality is not as tough and cruel as the young master of the gangster, but he is gentle and shy like a scholar, presumably because he is too well protected by the old man .

In this way, it also explained the relationship between Lu Yuan and Liang Shuwei. It turned out that this chic and unrestrained woman was not attracted to her, but to her son.

Liang Sizhe still seemed a little sad, but he still nodded obediently, clenched Lu Yuan's hand, and there was a happy smile on his lips.

Lu Yuan glanced, and saw Zixuan's half-smile expression from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help sighing, "It's all right now, her little secret has been broken by others, but thinking about it the other way around, it's still worth it." Fortunately, Zixuan, he only had a smile in his eyes. If George bumped into her, she couldn't help stroking her forehead. Britain is really small.