Chapter 9 Your Name (Please read~)
Movies and fashion are intertwined and influence each other. Many famous designers have friends in the film industry, collaborate with each other and appreciate each other.
It also gave rise to a good story - Givenchy and Hepburn.
Bookstore, entrance.
The hardcover book "Love for Audrey" is very eye-catching.
In order to commemorate a deep emotion, at the age of 89, Givenchy chose to condense this relationship into eternity at the last moment of his life. Every manuscript in it is the fashion design he designed for Hepburn.
"Sister Sissi, are you looking for this book?! Will this cause misunderstanding?"
"I, how could I be looking for this book? !”
Hiding behind the mask, her fair face flushed, Liu Qianxi was a little excited knowing that the two had been bonded for a lifetime.
She didn't lie, it was really just a coincidence.
Blushing is just because you are eager to deny the other person's assumptions.
"Sister Qianqian, I don't mean that."
Zhao Xin saw the emotion between Liu Qianqian's eyebrows, she smashed her mouth, and her eyes seemed to be there or not. I glanced at the sign featuring Hepburn at the door of the bookstore.
The little black dress in "Breakfast at Tiffany's" does not need too much description and praise.
She is eternal.
Looking at the sign, Zhao Xin was a little annoyed.
If I hadn’t kept my mouth shut, I might have seen a different scene.
The image of Hepburn also attracted Liu Qianqian. She was a little disturbed. After her eyes stayed on the sign for a moment, she gave up her intention to search for a book.
She used a light tone to hide the complexity in her heart, "Let's go, let's catch the plane."
After saying that, she left the door of the bookstore minding her own business, her soft and beautiful face The hair is slightly swaying on the shoulders.
Her sudden expression of coldness and rationality made Zhao Xin curl his lips, chuckle and ask: "Do you know what is the biggest feeling you have given me compared to other celebrities after being by your side for more than a year?"
Liu Qianqian was silent, she didn't want to start this topic with Zhao Xin.
Without thinking, she could guess what the other person was going to say next. It's nothing more than saying that I am too Buddhist. In addition to being interested in filming, I also want to learn more from other celebrities who are involved in the fashion circle.
At least move.
But I am not even a good actor yet, so how can I have that kind of intention.
The fashion industry is so easy to get into. In addition to having a guide, you also need to learn how to manage connections and please people.
I was persuaded to leave just thinking about it.
"Wait for me, Sister Qianqian." Seeing that the other party ignored him, Zhao Xin shook his head helplessly and thought to himself: "I hope the other person said 'we have the opportunity to watch the exhibition together' Not a polite word. "
My family knew about her family affairs, and she thought that after meeting a young Hermès designer today, such a coincidence would bring some changes to her 'master'.
But now it seems that some things are engraved in my bones.
Just as he was about to catch up with Liu Qianqian, who was running fast, Zhao Xin, who was thinking in his mind, suddenly stopped again, and sighed immediately:
"I only left my business card from my work and even my personal phone number. There was no exchange, it seems that the two of them were just having fun, and I, the little assistant, took the chance acquaintance seriously."
Liu Qianqian, who was walking in front, had no idea that Zhao Xin was behind her. What to do.
The fingertips holding the bag containing the works felt a little itchy, which made her unconsciously rub the rope twice.
After arriving at the airport, a lot happened.
She felt that she needed to sit down and digest it before she could sort out what had happened.
Xiang Yang left a good impression in her heart, but because it was only a brief contact, it was not worth her caution in making friends.
After all, she is a girl who started her career in the complicated entertainment industry at the age of 14.
My mother gave her good protection and also instilled many deep-rooted thoughts in her. A truly long-lasting friendship should be less utilitarian and more sincere at the beginning. Only in this way can we maintain mutual recognition and goodwill for a long time.
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In the sky, as time goes by, the bright sun outside the window is gradually replaced by night.
For a long time, the night was driven away without a trace by the dazzling light from the sky.
After washing up, Xiangyang held a fragrant coffee cup in one hand and a pocket in the other. He sat on the armrest of the first-class luxury seat and stared out the window with slightly bloodshot eyes, like It's admiring the scenery outside.
In fact, he was not completely awake yet, and his mind was in a mess, with ideas popping up all at once.
Many fantastic thoughts were colliding with each other, but he was completely blank. He only cared about whether the coffee in his mouth was hot or not.
"Sir, do you need breakfast now?"
The stewardess who helped Xiang Yang pack up the first-class cabin and left for a while came back with a tired look on her face.
"No, thank you." Xiang Yang turned back and said with a smile, "Just get me a bottle of mineral water and give me a cup of coffee."
"Then...Mr. Should the mineral water be at room temperature or cold? ”
No longer as restrained as when we first met on the plane, the flight attendant responded softly and politely.
"Normal temperature, thank you."
Xiang Yang nodded, lowered his eyes and looked at the half-full coffee left in the mug. He took a sip and found that it was not very hot, so he put it away. Drink it all in one gulp.
Then he handed it to the other party, "A full cup, thank you."
"Okay sir." The stewardess took it with a smile from the corner of her eyes.
In a moment, she appeared in front of the sliding door again, with the mineral water and coffee Xiangyang asked for in her hands.
"Sir, your coffee and water." The stewardess said, tilting her head slightly, indicating that Xiang Yang could sit down first.
"Oh, okay." Xiang Yang nodded. He glanced at the dining board of the seat and smiled: "Just put it on it for me, thank you."
"You're welcome. "Yes, sir."
After the flight attendant left, Xiangyang picked up the mineral water and was about to take a sip when he suddenly thought of something. He searched for the place where he stored the package with his eyes, casually put the bottle back on the dining board, and opened the luggage locker.
Searched inside for Hermès bags.
The gift for his mother, a bag containing a Dior ready-to-wear garment, fell to the side when he took out the Hermès bag.
The character "Liu" started to draw a small circle...
The corner of his eye scanned the signature on the Dior bag, and Xiang Yang frowned.
Huh?
After reading the information all night, Xiang Yang suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind.
He put the Hermès bag aside, picked up Liu Qianqian's signature and read it carefully.
Following the small circle line, his mind naturally sketched out a unique round-shoulder cut, extending in sequence...
What kind of soft material should be used? Only in this way can we satisfy this round shoulder design and make it more comfortable?
How to express that gentle shoulders also contain strong power?
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The sunlight is dense and light.
Time is moving forward slowly, Xiangyang is still thinking deeply about every detail.
On the notepad, many sketches were drawn with a few scribbles, but they all ended abruptly, indicating that the person who drew them was not satisfied with the design.
But the outline of the prototype has emerged, and the rest just takes time.
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(End of this chapter)