Chapter 661 Three Suits
The air was filled with a relaxed and happy atmosphere.
Anson entered the room and easily changed the feeling of the space. Even if he and Edgar were just sitting next to each other, whispering, laughing, and looking at each other in tacit understanding, it still made the California sunshine falling outside the window dim. Eclipsed, it naturally becomes the center of attention.
Some people are like that.
Entering a crowded party, some people quietly hide in the corner and act as wallflowers, some remain silent but still easily attract the attention of the audience, and some people are surrounded by three levels inside and three outside. As the protagonist, he talks and laughs happily, and all kinds of living things can be seen in a small space.
Then.
Melvin arrived late.
The other two competitors were already in place. Melvin took a step forward and joined in panting. His cheeks were slightly red, but he still took a deep breath to calm down and methodically put on clothes for the model in front of him——
Fitting, Anson is not going to go into battle personally.
So, competitors use plastic mannequins to put clothes on, and use pins and pins to adjust the lines and proportions according to their imagination and needs to present their ideal look.
Now, Melvin is taking the final steps.
Besides, Sam glanced at Melvin, but he couldn't hold it back after all.
“Sorry, may I ask, is there no time limit?”
The atmosphere was slightly condensed.
The light and shadow of swords filled the air quietly.
Edgar glanced at Anson. Anson was still smiling but had no intention of speaking. Edgar looked forward and said simply.
"No."
Sam:...
Edgar raised his eyes, "If this gentleman is in a hurry, you can leave first. We will discuss the follow-up situation. I’ll call you later.”
This short sentence surprised Sam.
As the protagonist, Anson was not in a hurry, but the candidates who came for the interview were already anxious, which made Sam realize that he might have made a mistake.
However, he cannot let Anson misunderstand. He needs to explain himself. He is definitely not a small-minded person.
Sam looked at Anson, "We have completed the work, but someone came late and wasted time. This is obviously unfair."
Anson did not speak——< br>
At this moment, it was Edgar who was having a conversation, controlling the situation, and solving the problem. The candidate ignored Edgar's move to approach Anson to complain. The subtext was that he thought Edgar's words were not weighty enough. In the end, Anson still needed to make a decision.
It can be seen from a small detail that this candidate should be well versed in the social rules of Vanity Fair.
However, Anson was not prepared to disgrace Edgar.
Edgar has no problem with such a small thing.
Edgar didn't need to turn his head at all. Even if the other person's eyes fell on Anson, he answered calmly, "If the candidate has any details that need to be added, he can continue to work. , Don’t worry about Anson appearing here, we are not in a hurry.”
Sam was left aside, and he could understand the signal immediately, and his mouth squirmed, and the words were unclear in his throat. Swirling, but finally swallowing, his eyes quickly scanned between Anson and Edgar, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed.
In this short period of time, Melvin had also finished his styling.
Melvin could sense the edge of competition, but he didn't want to respond.
Everyone says that there is intrigue in Vanity Fair, and it is even more serious in the fashion industry - this is true; but Melvin has never liked to talk, and he always believes that strength and talent are more important than scheming. is truly important.
Because fashion ultimately needs to be tested by the public.
Suppose he fights back here and beats his competition to get the personal stylist job, so what? After Anson appears in costume and style, he will eventually have to accept the scrutiny of the public. Good is good and bad is bad. It is not up to him to say.
At the end of the day, it is true strength that determines victory or defeat. This was Melvin's idea -
Of course, such an idea was unpopular.
My friends think that Melvin is too arrogant, too idealistic and too self-righteous. In the fashion industry, there are not too many mediocre people who have no ability but step on others to get the upper hand. There are even more countless geniuses who have outstanding ability but never come forward. After all, they still have to learn to calculate and fight.
Reality is so cruel.
But Melvin still has his persistence.
So, Melvin did not respond. He just put his hands behind his back, stood next to the model with his head held high, and patiently waited for Edgar's instructions.
Edgar noticed it and couldn't help but glance at Melvin.
However, Edgar didn't say much. Instead, he turned to look at Anson and called in a joking tone, "Dear Mr. Wood?"
Anson's eyes Showing a smile, "Captain, what do you think?"
Edgar waved his hands repeatedly, "You know me, I don't have any concept of fashion. If I get involved, it will probably be a disaster."
Anson didn't mind, "Then with a Looking at it from the perspective of an outsider who doesn’t understand fashion, which one do you like?”
Edgard took another look at Anson and immediately understood:
Obviously, Anson has already made a decision.
Edgar was slightly surprised and asked with his eyes, "So fast." Anson pursed his lips and looked calm, which aroused some interest in Edgar.
So, which one did Anson choose?
What was originally a fashion game turned into a guessing game in an instant, and now Edgar was much more interested.
Edgar turned his head and looked around. To be honest, his eyes darkened——
Suit. Suit. Or a suit.
All three sets are suits, and they are worn on mannequins. They are flat and rigid, and there is no reason for them at all.
Even with different styles and combinations, Edgar, who has no sense of fashion, is at a loss what to do, not to mention that all the clothes in front of him are suits?
To be honest, Edgar really doesn’t know what men’s fashion is doing.
However, he couldn't say that because he was preparing to make Anson a fashion icon.
Taking a deep breath, Edgar cheered himself up:
What is the difference between a suit and a suit?
Except for the color.
There are three suits in front of me, with different colors. The first one is dark gray, the second one is black, and the third one is dark blue.
At least this, Edgar can see, but what about the others?
Anson, who was sitting aside, looked at Edgar scratching his head and could no longer control himself, "Haha, Captain, this is not a guessing game, there is no correct answer."
Edgar With a hopeless expression on his face, he leaned close to Anson's ear and said, "The third one is dark blue."
Melvin?
Anson, "Why?"
Edgar spread his hands with a mysterious expression on his face, "Intuition."
The smile in Anson's eyes overflowed. .
Just when Anson was about to speak, Melvin silently took a small step forward, took off his suit jacket, and conjured up another jacket from behind like magic. The model put it on.
The whole audience was stunned.
Sam: ..."Wait, isn't this cheating? How can it still be like this!"
(End of this chapter)