Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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The makeup assistant on the side comforted the staff sent by Milan Fashion Week and left the last moment of comfort to a few people in the room.

Xue Wanyi on the side did not hesitate to put on a pair of loafers. This shoe comes from the branch of Beijing cloth shoes and is more comfortable and suitable for long walks. It will play a great role in today's itinerary. .

Sister Xue and Qu Xuemei, who stood up, glanced at each other and unanimously uttered words that encouraged each other before departure.

"Separate action, you have to cheer!"

Then he turned his attention to Qin Guan, the protagonist of today: "Ready?"

"Ready!"

"Let's go!"

Pushing open the hotel room, waiting outside is a row of team members who are already ready to go, and as Qin Guan's guide at this time of Milan Fashion Week, Ali Sandro compared one with his finger on the forehead. Salute pose.

"follow me!"

As the door opened, what appeared before Qin Guan was the flashing of flashing lights, and the numerous spears and short cannons that sprang up in front of him.

A bunch of media people who got up early in the morning and stood at the door of the hotel, waiting for the early morning dew on their jackets that had not been dried at this time, all turned their own interview equipment and video camera machines. The direction of Qin Guan coming out of the door.

"Mr. Qin Guan, is this your first time participating in a Milan fashion event? Do you have any thoughts?"

"Mr. Qin Guan, can you ask your impression of the city of Milan?"

"Mr. Qin Guan, what is your work schedule at Milan Fashion Week?"

Rows of small microphones and audio-capturing machines stretched out in front of Qin Guan, and behind the follow-up reporters were working photographers who never stopped.

Qin Guan subconsciously turned his head to the side, seeing that other customers in the hotel had been affected by the crowds outside the gate.

When he turned around again, he brought the usual smile at work. The assistant of Fashion Week aside placed a follow-up instruction card in front of him in time. When he saw the first place, Qin Guancai raised his head again.

He didn't answer any questions from the reporters present, but pointed his arms into a deep alley not far from the hotel.

"Thank you for your enthusiasm for my interview. This is the first trip to my first work place in Milan Fashion Week. If you are interested, you can go there with me."

"When I work, I think I am willing to cooperate with you in your interview work."

"After all, we also want to let other tourists visiting Milan today have a chance to go out?"

Qin Guan finished the sentence and blinked apologetically towards the crowd of other tourists in the revolving door in the hotel.

The media reporters on the side didn't dislike their trailing when they heard Qin Guan. They thought of others very kindly. The uneasy everyone's nervous nerves were relaxed.

This is a very warm man, it is rare to have a soft atrium.

At this time, the scene outside the hotel no longer needs the assistance of the security personnel who hurriedly rushed. Everyone had to start one by one under the guidance of the Qin Guan team and headed into the deep alley not far away.

However, in two minutes, the crowd gathered at the hotel's doorway automatically dispersed.

Milan, in the ancient deep alleys, there are simple crosswalks with blue stone slabs, and the moss on the corners grows tenaciously in the dark corners.

The spire of a tall, time-honored house blocks most of the sunlight in this alley, which is not so wide, and fills it with an inexplicably gloomy atmosphere.

This is the first work that Qin Guan will do for the Milan Fashion Week official, and the Milan Fashion Week promotional photos of the heavyweight models invited to come here.

No style, no clothes, take whatever you think is the best picture you want.

Of course, if the photos submitted by your team are out of standard, those of the organizing committee will just throw away these useless materials in the trash cans as if they were trash.

And in the spring and autumn fashion week of the second year, you will never get the invitation letter from the fashion week.

Qin Guan is now standing here. The photographer on the side has finished checking the equipment in his hand. The lights on the side have taken out all the necessary props. The large white baffle indicates that the work is about to begin.

On the side, Xue Wanyi consciously raised the street shooting tool she prepared. This is a benefit for Qin Guan fans. The small laptop in her hand is the collector of her data summary.

"Is the model ready? There is no fixed posture, just follow your shooting preferences."

The Milan photographer, who represents the official model photo collection, spoke of the prologue of today's work.

The opposite Qin nodded his head and gently sorted out the folds on his body, so he was very casually leaning against the mottled bluestone wall, his arms spread open, and he leaned casually against the wall.

The only sunlight in the deep alley happened to shine on Qin Guan's face, which made him have a close hug with Chuyang.

Everyone's attention was inexplicably transferred from Qin Guan's face to the whole person of Qin Guan. Until this time, they only found that the Asian model had different clothes than everyone else.

The black vertical silk, with the noble texture unique to silk, was worn on Qin Guan's body with the simplest tailoring method.

There is no trace of other colors in the whole body, and no embroidery or knitting is added.

If this is the case, this is nothing more than a set of ordinary clothes. The only difference is that the material is warm and soft.

And Qin Guan's coat was covered with an abrupt white, but because he wore it outside this black, it seemed to be extraordinarily harmonious.

Because this linen jacket woven with thick knitting techniques turned out to be a thin, non-thin stand-up collar suit and suit.

It is pure white, and it is not embellished with any gaudy patterns. Instead, it is an angular landscape painting that appears on the front of this white coat.

The contrast between black and white, Jinsong stubborn stone, and Qin Guan's upright posture, this most common photo posture, on the contrary, has a kind of beautiful beauty.

The camera on the side desperately sounded the footsteps of its work, and the people who were waiting for the interview behind Qin Guan were already infatuated. (To be continued.)