The exclusive rich family's shock marriage

Chapter 611 Old Love (1)
Tang Xiao waved his hand indifferently: "You don't need to thank him, he is a very good friend of mine, and it's really easy. Don't forget."

The press conference was very noisy and crowded, and people with cameras often squeezed through the gaps. Ye Fusang left a small aisle, and people walked back and forth, but she couldn't help it. One of them resisted the camera The people squeezed forward from behind, and shouted in a rough voice: "Let's go! Let's be careful! Be careful not to touch the machine!"

Tang Zhui stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Fusang and others to his side. Ye Fusang shrank his body, not daring to move. When the fat man left, Tang Zhui stood up and said, "You sit here."

Ye Fusang glanced at him, Tang Zou pointed to the side: "Here."

The two changed positions, with Tang Xiao blocking the outside, and Ye Fusang stiffened, staring at the stage without looking either way.For her, this kind of situation is really embarrassing, because even if Tang Xiao is a half-public figure, a person who often appears in financial newspapers is definitely not an ordinary person, and the media will also stare at him. Now he is completely different from his industry. At the clothing launch conference, sitting side by side with her, people don't know how to pass it on.Maybe the topic of revival of old feelings will come out.

Ye Fusang felt guilty and was thinking about things in a mess. Tang Zou was much calmer than her, holding a tablet computer in his hand, writing and drawing on it.

As the music played, a slim and elegant western beauty stepped out from one end of the runway, instantly killing countless films and instantly becoming the focus of the audience.

Ye Fusang took out the prepared camera and took pictures of the model. Tang Xiao couldn't understand it, and he didn't think the clothes the model was wearing could be worn out. From an alien planet.

Tang Xiao sat quietly, and waited for Ye Fusang to put down the camera before asking, "Does it look good?"

Ye Fusang glanced at him: "I'm a designer, and I learn a lot from watching shows. Others are the ones who see how good they are."

Indeed, she has a style she likes, and she may find inspiration because of it after taking a photo, or maybe because of a model's expression, the design of this thing is based on a feeling.How can I describe it in terms of whether it is good or not.

Tang Xiao continued to look at the runway. Several new models had been put on. There were people discussing the looks of the models and whispering about the highlights of the outfits. Almost only the two of them watched the show quietly.

Ye Fusang took pictures while watching, and she took a pen to write a few words in the sketchbook from time to time. Tang Xiao glanced at it and found that she was looking for the advantages of the clothes and the designer's intentions, and wrote down everything she understood. come out.

Tang Zou looked away, and asked again after a while: "Sang Sang, is it useful for you to write this?"

Ye Fusang glanced at him, then nodded: "Well, it's useful, learning from the master's international design concept."

There is another idea that she is embarrassed to say, she often reads fashion magazines, and fashion magazines often publish some comments on press conferences. Ye Fusang always thinks that she can write those comments, but she has never had the opportunity to go out to watch shows. She tried her best to stay with her children, and it would take time to go out. Second, she had no chance. Except for some business conferences, other higher-end conferences required her to find information by herself, otherwise she would not know which country in the world and what The place, what type of clothing conference will be held.

This is a rare opportunity, and it was only because of Tang Xiao's help that he knew about it.

Ye Fusang was almost the busiest person in this show, he had to take pictures, record and write his impressions in time. Tang Zou was so idle by the side, then he cleared his throat and suddenly said, "Sangsang."

"Huh?" Ye Fusang was lowering his head, and quickly drew the details of the design on the model in the sketchbook, and responded casually.

Tang Xiao said: "Give me the camera, and I'll help you take pictures. I'm good at taking pictures. I used to be recruited by the photography association at school..."

Ye Fusang didn't raise his head, he was drawing with one hand, and the other hand subconsciously handed him the camera, "Yes."

When Tang Xiao got the camera, a new model just happened to be facing him. He lifted it up and looked for an angle to shoot. The positions he looked for when he saw her just now were almost the front, side and back.

With Tang Xiao to help take pictures, Ye Fusang is indeed much more relaxed. Now she only needs to sketch the bright parts of the model, and she doesn't need to be distracted to worry about missing parts.She is the kind of painter who has solid basic skills in painting, so the speed of sketching is accurate and fast, and it is much easier to write thoughts, at least she has plenty of time.

After Tang Zou finished shooting a model, he would look back to see if it was blurred, as long as his hands didn't shake, the two of them cooperated very well.

Of the five pieces of clothing that Ye Fusang sent over, one was arranged at the front, three were arranged in the middle, and two were arranged at the end. They were integrated into the works of the master, and there was no sense of disobedience. No one could tell that it was not The work of a master.

In the email sent to her by the person who communicated with Ye Fusang at the beginning, it only listed the theme, culture and main color of this press conference, which completely conveyed the other party's design concept, and at the same time developed the design according to the other party's words.

At the end of the press conference, the designer and the model appeared on the same stage for a curtain call, and the audience stood up and applauded, and then the show ended.

Ye Fusang packed up his things and planned to go back. He just walked a few steps back along the crowd when Tang Xiao grabbed him: "Sang Sang!"

Ye Fusang looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

Tang Zou signaled: "Leave later. I'll take you to meet the designer."

Ye Fusang suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Really?"

Tang Xiao glanced at her. Although he didn't speak, Ye Fusang still understood his expression. It was obvious that he was a little hurt because of her distrust, so Ye Fusang hurriedly said, "Thank you."

Tang Xiao still didn't speak, just followed the pull of her just now, continued to hold her hand and walked slowly towards the backstage, Ye Fusang was even more embarrassed, she tried to shrink back, Tang Xiao suddenly said: "There are too many people, don't get separated."

After walking backstage, he took the initiative to let go of his hand. When he saw the foreigner who just held flowers and called the curtain call on the stage, he raised his hand to greet him: "Hey! Andrew."

The other party immediately separated from the person who was talking, walked towards Tang Xiao, and shook hands with him from a long distance: "Tang, I am very honored that you can come to this press conference." Looking up and seeing Ye Fusang, he Immediately smiled and asked, "Oh, may I know this beautiful lady?"

Because Ye Fusang learned from Tang Xiao for a while, she can still understand simple English, but it is more difficult to speak. At first, she talked outside for a while, but it was abandoned later, so she could only smile at him .

(End of this chapter)