Chapter 247 Show (6)
Backstage dressing room.
The models were removing their makeup and gossiping.
"I was so scared just now!" A model said, clutching her chest. "I've been walking for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen someone embarrass others on a catwalk!"
"Yeah, yeah! These students are really outspoken. They dare to say anything, regardless of the occasion!"
"What's this? Didn't you see those staff members just now? They didn't care at all. In my opinion, this is all caused by the top leaders and condoning it. Otherwise, why would anyone dare to ask such a question as 'Who is the mentor?'"
Tian Xin couldn't help laughing after hearing these complaints.
These models were about her age, and she had originally thought that models were inherently cold and boring, given their profession. But now it seemed that the stereotype was indeed a bit off.
She smiled and joined the gossip camp. A group of people were chatting animatedly while removing their makeup in the dressing room.
"Hello, I'd like to ask, which dressing room is Tian Xin, the girl on the stage just now, in?"
Just as they were arguing, a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Before she could figure out who this person was, Lin Zhou suddenly called.
Why call at this time?
She hesitated for a second and pressed the answer button.
"Hello--"
"Hurry up and pack up, and go directly to Basement 1. I'll wait for you at the exit!" Lin Zhou seemed to lower his voice deliberately. It was so noisy around them that she could not hear clearly, so she asked again.
"What's wrong?"
"Don't ask any more questions, just clean up quickly. Remember, go straight to the backstage, and don't come out! Remember?" "What happened?"
"It's a mess out there right now. What you just said on stage has been reported by the media, and the brands below are looking for you and Zhen Zhen right now."
"That... isn't that perfect? I'll go out now..."
Tian Xin suddenly got excited and stood up to leave. The makeup artist was still undoing her hair, and she suddenly stood up, tugging at her scalp. She hissed in pain and subconsciously sat down again.
Lin Zhou heard the voice and immediately became nervous: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing? I'm pulling my hair out!" She rubbed her scalp and continued the previous topic: "Since a business is looking for me, isn't that perfect? Take this opportunity to expose me well, and I won't need to promote it later. I'm going out now..."
"It's not clear whether they're looking for Zhen Zhen or you," Lin Zhou said anxiously. "Don't come out yet. There are too many people here, it's chaotic, and I'm worried they might get you. What will you do if these reporters keep talking nonsense?"
"What are you afraid of? If an enemy comes, we will stop him; if a flood comes, we will block it with earth..."
“Dang, dang, dang—”
As he was speaking, there was a rapid knock on the door.
Tian Xin stopped talking immediately, and the dressing room suddenly became quiet...
"Who is it?" a model asked.
"Me!" Lin Zhou's voice came from the door and the phone at the same time, urgent and loud: "Can you come in?"
Tian Xin was startled and quickly looked around. The models had already changed their clothes and had almost finished removing their makeup.
Only she was still fully made up.
I was delayed on the stage for a while just now. I haven't had time to change my clothes and have only taken off half of my makeup.
"Come in—" the model shouted.
Lin Zhou immediately opened the door and walked in. He didn't pay attention to the other people around him, nor did he bother to look at her. He took her hand and walked out.
The people in the dressing room were stunned for a moment, and quickly called out to him, "Hey, hey, hey!"
"What are you doing?" He impatiently pushed away a model's hand: "The money has been paid to your company in advance. You can leave on your own later!"
"No," the model said helplessly, pointing at Tian Xin: "Look at her. Is she fit to go out?"
“…”
Lin Zhou finally realized what was happening and turned to look at Tian Xin, who was being pulled by him and looked speechless.
She had just wiped off her heavy makeup, leaving traces of black eyeliner around her eyes. Her hair was only half-cut, piling up in a messy mess. One of her hairpins, which she hadn't even bothered to remove, dangled crookedly by her ear. Her hair looked like a chicken coop.
"Pfft..." He couldn't help but laughed out loud, then quickly let go of her hand and sent her back.
"Let's...take off the makeup first! There's...there's no rush!"
"Hahahaha..." The models, along with several makeup artists nearby, burst into laughter. "Why are you so anxious? Are you afraid someone will snatch her away?"
"No...no!" Lin Zhou looked embarrassed and blushed as he saw Tian Xin: "I...I'll wait for you outside!"
"Yeah!" Tian Xin nodded, saying nothing and not smiling at him. But her eyes followed him until he left the room.
She removed her makeup very quickly. After Lin Zhou was gone for about ten minutes, she had everything ready and walked out of the dressing room pulling a box of clothes.
The backstage was full of people, making a lot of noise and the sound of talking could be heard everywhere.
But Lin Zhou was the only one missing.
Where are the people?
She looked around but still couldn't see him.
"Where did you go?" she muttered as she dialed Lin Zhou's cell phone.
"Tian Xin——"
"You are Tian Xin, right—"
"Looks like it, probably, quick-"
Before she could even answer the call, several people suddenly walked towards her. Before she could react, she was surrounded, a group of people shouting and yelling at her.
"You're the Tian Xin who was wearing Hanfu earlier, right?" A middle-aged man in a suit and tie squeezed in front of her and asked, "Excuse me, where is the designer you just mentioned? Can you tell me her contact information?"
"We really like your designs and would like to cooperate further. Have you considered this?" another person squeezed forward and asked her.
"Uh..." She hesitated for a moment, and instead of answering, she asked, "Who are you?"
"Oh, I'm the business manager of Tiancheng Garment Co., Ltd. My name is..."
"Step aside," the middle-aged man in a suit dismissively pushed the man aside. He then stepped forward and handed Tian Xin a business card. "Hello, I'm the artistic director of the Rumeng Hanfu brand. Our company has decided to launch your modified Hanfu as the new collection for this season. Would you mind chatting privately?"
"Tian Xin, you still recognize me, right?" A middle-aged woman who had been standing next to Tian Xin without saying a word suddenly shook her arm: "We met in Suzhou. Do you still remember me?"
"Oh...oh!" She thought hard: "I have some impression of you. You are that...Master Luo!"
"Yes, yes, it's me. You still remember!" Master Luo said in surprise.
"Remember, you... have something to do too?"
"Of course," Master Luo said, "these pieces you showed today were made by us together that day, right?"
"Yes...yes! What's wrong? Who are you?"
"If that's the case, then it's correct!"
Master Luo took out a folder, opened it, and handed it over: "I came here today, originally wanting to find a few show models to take back as the flagship products for our brand, but I didn't expect to meet you here. In this case, I won't choose, I'll just use these show models from you!"
After that, she took out a pen and asked her with a smile: "I should have priority, right?"
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