In just over ten minutes, Zhao Mei relied on her unique and perfect face to dominate the internet and firmly climbed onto the hot search list.
Xu Yan couldn't help but sigh while holding her phone: "It's really cost-effective to have this face, a living signboard, and I don't even need to buy trending searches. I love it so much."
Zhao Mei could only smile, sit next to Xu Yan, take out her cell phone, open the big eye trending search, and sure enough, BELLO and Zhao Mei's names were firmly on the 35th and 40th place respectively.
However, the four people now have no time to care about how lively the scene is on Big Eyes. When the takeaway arrives, the four of them start to prepare for the meal. After the meal, they have to rush to the scene in a hurry to arrange the order of the show, connect with the models, and sort out the clothes.
Zhao Mei was also busy, running around on the scene, and was not called away until an hour before the show started to put on makeup.
After finishing my makeup and styling, there were less than 20 minutes before the show officially started. From the outside of the backstage, I could see that many people had already entered the BELLO exhibition hall.
Holding the skirt, she walked to the only place backstage where she could see the catwalk. As expected, Xu Yan was standing there.
The woman who was laughing before was now looking intently at the catwalk.
Zhao Mei walked over, said nothing, and just stood quietly beside her.
"I really miss this place." Xu Yan looked through the gap at the rows of people sitting outside. "It has supported all my dreams and hardships, and witnessed all my efforts and works..."
“Every time I think about how I willingly fought for half my life for just a few minutes, it’s quite amazing.”
After listening to her, Zhao Mei softly replied, "Now it will also witness your rebirth from the ashes. Look forward, it's time to begin."
Xu Yan nodded and turned back to the dressing room.
Busy times always pass quickly. Twenty minutes seemed like the blink of an eye. Zhao Mei tried her best to help in the chaotic backstage.
The show finally began, and the models were sent out from the backstage one by one. The sounds of photos gradually came from both sides of the T-stage, but at this time Xu Yan and Zhao Mei were in no mood to check the feedback from the audience in front.
Xu Yan was busy helping the models change clothes and touch up their makeup, but Zhao Mei was not flexible enough while doing makeup, so she could only act as a messenger and help every model who passed by her to tidy up their clothes.
More than a dozen models quickly took their turn, and the fashion show was coming to an end. The last one to leave was Zhao Mei.
At this time, Zhao Mei stood in the prepared position and patted her chest hard, trying to calm her racing heart. Due to excessive tension, Zhao Mei even began to feel dazed.
Xu Yan had just sent the model Zhao Meiqian away, and when she looked back, she noticed her nervousness.
"Don't be nervous, Meili. Just pretend that the people sitting here are all kohlrabi. You're touring the agricultural products. It won't take more than a minute."
Zhao Mei laughed out of amusement and tried hard to control her facial expression.
Through the gap, one could see that a model in front of Zhao Mei had started to walk back. Xu Yan saw the opportunity, patted Zhao Mei on the shoulder, and pushed her out.
As she was the finale and soul of this fashion show, the lights focused on Zhao Mei as soon as she appeared.
In the surrounding darkness, there was only a dreamy white light mixed with a hint of light blue light, which kept rotating and shining in front of Zhao Mei. The long T-stage was covered with silver glitter, and both sides were filled with people of all kinds.
Zhao Mei swallowed hard, her vision staring straight ahead becoming blurry. She could clearly see everyone's face just now, but now it seemed as if only blocks of color were left.
She tried hard to control her expression and drive her stiff and rusty limbs forward. Thanks to yesterday's death training, Zhao Mei could control the number of seconds for each step she took.
Feeling that her limbs could still be moved, Zhao Mei had never been so grateful for her teacher's hellish training as she was now.
As she walked forward, many thoughts flashed through Zhao Mei's mind. She even complained that Xu Yan said it was less than a minute, but it felt like more than ten minutes had passed.
Finally, standing at the front of the T-stage, Zhao Mei's mind was in a mess. She only remembered that she had better strike a pose and smile, so she tried hard to curl the corners of her mouth towards the camera.
She stood there for a while, not having the energy to care about the effect. After a few seconds, Zhao Mei started walking back.
The lights followed her steps at all times, and the music in the venue stopped. The only sounds in the empty venue were the clicking of photos and the faint sound of conversation.
The moment she finally walked into the backstage, Zhao Mei felt her knees instantly go weak. She had to rely heavily on Xu Yan who was holding her to stand firmly.
"It was so thrilling. Two hundred people were staring at me. I almost died. I don't know how I managed to walk through it. It felt like 10,000 years had passed."
Xu Yan laughed so hard that she doubled over. "How can it be ten thousand years? It's only a minute. But I secretly watched from behind, and you walked quite beautifully. It seems that you have learned a lot from secretly learning."
Zhao Mei, having recovered some strength, stood up and glanced at Xu Yan: "I really expected you to sprain your ankle by now."
After saying that, Zhao Mei tidied her clothes, took Xu Yan's arm and went to patrol the location with the model.
Stepping onto the T-stage again, with people around her, Zhao Mei felt much more relaxed as the eyes were no longer completely focused on her. She smiled and waved to every audience member. Finally, Xu Yan bowed deeply to the audience amid applause, and then disappeared backstage again.
There was endless applause outside. Xu Yan in the backstage was still thanking all the staff and asked Ke Zhi to take out the gifts that had been prepared long ago and distribute them to the models. The fashion show was considered a complete success.
After removing her makeup and changing her clothes, Zhao Mei seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden and breathed a sigh of relief as she left the dressing room.
Xu Yan, who was still stuffing clothes into the suitcase, saw this and didn't forget to help her: "Come and help, Meili, there are still a lot of things to pack."
After finally packing up their things and returning to the temporary studio, the two exhausted people collapsed heavily on the huge sofa in the living room, one physically exhausted and the other mentally exhausted.
"Sister Xu Yan, where are Brother Tong Ming and Brother Xia Zha?"
Xu Yan didn't even want to open her eyes. "Tong Ming is in charge of the venue photography and lighting. He also has to edit today's video and post it on the official account. It will probably be later. As for Xia Zha? He finished his makeup and went out to play on his own."
"By the way, you should pack up and go back to the hotel. We'll pack up these clothes and go back too. We're so tired."
Zhao Mei nodded: "Then see you the next day?"
"See you tomorrow. There's also the ready-to-wear show in two days. Let's talk tomorrow."
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