Chapter 130

The collaborative fashion show would begin in ten days, and such a short period of time was obviously not enough for Xie Yang to create eight new songs to go with the show. So, not surprisingly, Xie Yang received the designated song list sent by Fuden to Yang Xing the next day.

Qin Cheng seemed relieved and said, "It's good to have a designated repertoire. Otherwise, with so many shows and only ten days to go, you wouldn't be able to handle it even if you were assigned to do it."

Xie Yang flipped through the notes on the back of the designated repertoire and shook his head, saying, "It's not easy. Although Foden has designated the repertoire, in order to match the clothing styles of each brand and make the songs more suitable for the catwalk, all the songs have to be adapted to a certain extent."

"Are you sure? This show is broadcast all over the world."

Xie Yang smiled at the nervous and worried Qin Cheng and replied, "Of course, adaptation is what I am best at."

Since Foden asked Xie Yang for help, he naturally had to give Xie Yang benefits. In addition to the music for these eight shows, Xie Yang was also responsible for the opening and closing performances of the fashion show.

The performance list has been confirmed. The opening song will be "Prosperity", one of the title songs in the new album. This is also the first official performance of "Prosperity". The closing song will be "Inch of Space", another title song in the new album that is used to sublimate the theme but is slightly less popular than "Prosperity" and "Ashes". All the songs are relatively positive and in line with the atmosphere of the show.

Before officially starting to adapt the designated songs, Xie Yang also needs to go to the location of the cooperative fashion show to contact the designers of each brand, communicate the desired music effects, and understand the design styles of each brand.

The contact was scheduled for the afternoon. At noon, Xie Yang left Yangxing and went to Rongding to have lunch with Qiu Xing. He also used the lunch break to learn about Rongding's affairs.

After the meal, Qiu Xing suddenly said, "I'll go with you."

Xie Yang paused holding the document and asked, "Are you busy?"

"Even if you are busy, you should find time to go."

Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing's unhappy expression, and suddenly understood what he was thinking. He suppressed his laughter and asked, "Are you going to help me deal with my love rival?"

"What love rival?" Qiu Xing frowned and glared at Jie Yang, "Don't talk nonsense... He is just a junior who doesn't know his place."

"Aren't you worried about alerting the Tao family?"

Qiu Xing frowned, "Now that Master Feng has fallen, the situation is changing. Don't worry about it anymore." He stood up and pressed Jie Yang's head. "You actually had a nightmare because of someone like that. You have no future."

…

On the way to the show, Xie Yang held the documents sorted out by He Jun and concentrated on familiarizing himself with Rongding's affairs, not wanting to waste a single minute. Qiu Xing looked at Jie Yang's serious expression and raised his hand to touch his face.

Xie Yang turned his head to look at Qiu Xing: "What's wrong?"

"There's something on my face."

Xie Yang raised his eyebrows but did not expose Qiu Xing's little lie.

Not long after, the car stopped outside the show venue.

It is already late August, the temperature is getting cooler, and autumn is approaching. In order to suit the designs and seasons of each brand, Brand D held its collaborative fashion show in a museum located in the center of a forest park.

The museum was specially designed by a well-known architect. Its appearance resembles a white dove spreading its wings about to fly. From it, one can overlook the entire forest park with a very broad view. The interior of the museum is decorated in a minimalist style of black, white and gray, which contrasts with the vibrant and colorful forest scenery outside.

Xie Yang and Qiu Xing got out of the car one after another. Foden's assistant was already waiting outside. When he saw Xie Yang, he stepped forward and welcomed him in. During the show, the assistant looked at Qiu Xing several times and couldn't help asking, "Is this the model participating in this fashion show? She has a very unique personal temperament." He could not hide his admiration in his words.

Qiu Xing stopped walking.

Xie Yang smiled and took Qiu Xing's hand, showing the rings on both of their hands to the assistant, and replied: "Thank you for your appreciation, he is not a model, he is my fiancé, and this time he came to accompany me to work."

The assistant was stunned, then quickly apologized for his rudeness and said that the two were a good match.

Although it was just a polite remark, Qiu Xing appreciated it very much. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he took the initiative to say a few words to his assistant, thanking her for her help and support in Jie Yang's work.

The three of them walked into the venue while chatting.

The museum had been basically arranged, and after observing it for a while, Xie Yang had some guesses about the style of this fashion show. Judging from the designated repertoire and the layout style of the venue, this collaborative fashion show should be minimalist and cold, but the coldness should also contain a hint of young people's enthusiasm.

Some of the designers had arrived and were chatting in a makeshift meeting room, including Foden. After Xie Yang entered the room, he looked around and didn't see Tao Yang, so he probably hadn't arrived yet. Then he took the initiative to step forward and greet everyone.

When Foden saw Qiu Xing behind Jie Yang, he was stunned for a moment, then showed a surprised expression: "Mr. Qiu?"

Qiu Xing nodded politely and shook hands with Foden: "Long time no see."

Xie Yang was surprised: "Do you know each other?"

"Twice."

"Mr. Qiu is my friend's client. When I went to see my friend, I had two very pleasant conversations with him."

Both of them answered at the same time, in different languages.

Foden looked at Qiu Xing, admired his new look, and said, "This look suits you very well. You have beautiful bones."

Xie Yang smiled and looked at Qiu Xing: "Did you hear that? Mr. Fuden praised your beauty."

Qiu Xing took Jie Yang's hand and squeezed it, then exchanged a few words with Fuden, stating that he was only there to accompany Jie Yang to work. He declined Fuden's invitation to dinner and walked to the corner to sit at the seat that Fuden had prepared for the designer's assistants.

Only then did Fuden know the relationship between Jie Yang and Qiu Xing. He didn't pay much attention to the news in the Chinese entertainment industry. Although he knew that Qiu Xing had a partner, he didn't expect that Qiu Xing's partner was the spokesperson for his own brand.

This discovery surprised him so much that he talked a lot more.

Compared to his enthusiastic reaction, other designers seemed a little confused. Qiu Xing's appearance gradually became known to the public after he and Jie Yang made their relationship public. Several other designers present were foreigners. They might have heard of Rong Ding, but not Qiu Xing... much. There was a Chinese designer who knew Qiu Xing, but he was already dumbfounded. He looked at Qiu Xing repeatedly several times, his eyes moving back and forth on Qiu Xing's new look.

As soon as Tao Yang entered the meeting room, he noticed that the atmosphere was overly warm and slightly strange. He instinctively looked at Xie Yang who was talking to Fuden. Just as he was about to go over, he saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. He stopped abruptly and turned his head to look over.

Qiu Xing, who was sitting as an assistant, also saw Tao Yang coming in. He closed the email on his phone, stood up and left the meeting room through the back door.

Xie Yang turned his head and saw Tao Yang pause for two seconds before following Qiu Xing out of the back door and leaving the meeting room. He raised his eyebrows, looked away, met Ferden's puzzled gaze, smiled, and said, "My fiancé is too charming, and his suitors have caused me some trouble, but I believe he will handle this matter well."

Foden was surprised and suddenly realized, then frowned: "I'm sorry that I didn't know the inside story and made such an inappropriate arrangement yesterday. Are you okay?"

Xie Yang said he was fine, and then continued to discuss the catwalk with Foden, as calm as if his partner had not left alone with someone with bad intentions.

Most people in the conference room didn't notice this little movement, but the only Chinese designer present who knew Tao Yang and cared about Qiu Xing's look noticed it. He covered his unconsciously opened mouth with his design booklet and looked at the closed back door with eyes full of gossip.

…

More than ten minutes later, Qiu Xing came back. He found Xie Yang and said, "I suddenly have some work to deal with. I'll go back to Rongding first."

Xie Yang paused his conversation with Fuden, said hello to Fuden, and left the meeting room with Qiu Xing. While sending Qiu Xing outside to catch a car, he asked, "Where's Tao Yang?"

Qiu Xing said indifferently: "I don't know. But he shouldn't bother you too much anymore."

"What did you say to him?"

"I didn't say anything, I just called his father in front of him."

"Then?"

Qiu Xing held Jie Yang's hand and said, "I suggest that Tao Huazhang find a partner for Tao Yangxiang as soon as possible, and tell Tao Huazhang that because of Tao Yang's rude behavior towards you, I am considering breaking off cooperation with the Tao family."

Xie Yang was really surprised this time: "Interruption?"

"Well, the Tao family is not irreplaceable." Qiu Xing held Jie Yang's hand tightly and looked at Jie Yang sideways. "Be more ambitious in the future. I told you that you can do whatever you want as long as you don't get bullied. Forget it?"

“I wasn’t bullied.”

"You're not being bullied but you're still having nightmares?"

"..." Xie Yang chuckled and held Qiu Xing's hand back, "I will never forget it again."

On the way back to the meeting room after sending Qiu Xing off, Xie Yang was stopped by Tao Yang, who looked slightly collapsed.

"Jie Yang, why did Qiu Xing shave his hair? Are you forcing him to have surgery? Do you know that this is hastening his death?"

Is this the point?

Xie Yang responded with a universal golden phrase: "None of your business."

Tao Yang choked and wanted to say something, but Jie Yang spoke first.

"Are you sure you want to continue to provoke me? You provoked me yesterday, and today Qiu Xing started to consider breaking off cooperation with the Tao family. If you provoke me again today, do you think Qiu Xing will put aside the Feng family and focus on dealing with the Tao family tomorrow?"

“…”

Tao Yang's expression was almost distorted, and his tone was as cold as a poisonous tongue: "Jie Yang, you can't do this, you are destroying Qiu Xing's hard work."

"You're the one who ruined Qiu Xing's hard work." Xie Yang took a step forward and approached Tao Yang, looking down at him with his height advantage. "Are you happy that Qiu Xing, who is a gentleman and considerate person at heart, was forced to put down his pile of work during the critical period of treatment and took time out to warn you directly?"

After saying this, regardless of Tao Yang's reaction, he walked past Tao Yang and left.

About twenty minutes later, Tao Yang returned to the meeting room. He had calmed down and had a polite and gentle smile on his face, but Xie Yang noticed that there was a cut on Tao Yang's finger, as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon.

When discussing Tao Yang's personal show, Tao Yang suddenly smiled apologetically at Foden and said, "I suddenly have some new ideas. Some designs will be modified, so the soundtrack may need to be changed."

Foden glanced at Xie Yang and asked Tao Yang: "How do you want to change?"

"My original background music was Maestro Coro's classic holiday song "Youth Dance". After consideration, I decided to change the background music to Maestro Wiesel's violin solo "Rainy Night Delusion"."

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