Chapter 43: Catwalk
He Hui had appeared beside Lin Xiaoman at some point and leaned over to watch the few seconds of video together.
The hot air from the nose lingered around Lin Xiaoman's ears.
Snap——
A drop of sweat dripped from He Hui's forehead directly onto Lin Xiaoman's mobile phone screen.
"Sorry." She then remembered to wipe the sweat off her face, took out a tissue from the tissue box next to her, and covered her forehead and neck.
"Why are you so calm?" Lin Xiaoman felt that this was not at all like the mood of someone who had just become a 4T. "You seem to have no problem with this week number!"
He Hui didn't know why she could be so calm. Her heart was pounding in her chest, but she didn't want to scream or jump up to celebrate.
On the contrary, she felt that all the strength in her body was drained away at this moment.
I got what I wanted and felt relieved.
"Maybe we've waited too long." He Hui said.
"I'll send you the video." Lin Xiaoman hugged her tightly, "Congratulations on the day you entered the adult group at the age of fifteen and officially became the first active female singles player who can do a quadruple jump."
That night, He Hui posted her first Weibo post after registering on Weibo:
@何彗: Today is my birthday, this is a gift for everyone. [Video]
The video shows the 4T that was not sentenced to storage for a week.
Lin Xiaoman found a good shooting angle, and her mobile phone clearly recorded the take-off and landing positions.
Within two hours, #何彗4T# ranked third on Weibo's hot search list, and finally reached the top after being passionately forwarded by several sports bloggers.
He Hui's fans are actively promoting science and are bound to attract more people to watch her games.
Three hours later, ice fans on the other side of the ocean woke up and were stunned by the news that He Hui had mastered 4T.
As a result, the forums and social media on both sides exuded two completely different emotions.
——Chinese ice hockey fans were ecstatic and told others the news, while foreign ice hockey fans were shocked and worried.
"The 4T is so clear, the future of Chinese figure skating is so clear! Woohoo."
"It gave me a slap in the face two months ago. I thought He Hui's 4T was just for fun, but I didn't expect that she had been working on it! Too strong! Obviously, 3A is enough for the current women's singles arena!"
"It's so funny. Seeing American and Russian ice fans being scared makes me happy. It's time for everyone to feel the mysterious power of the Eastern superpower~"
*
Tap-tuk——
In the evening, there was a knock on He Hui's door.
He Hui, who was lying on the bed reading a book, looked up. The clock on the wall showed 11:50 p.m.
"Please come in." He Hui said.
But who is it at this late hour?
The door was pushed open, and a furry head poked out. Who else could it be except Lu Xing with those big watery eyes?
But Lu Xing is already eight years old and can be considered a mature elementary school student.
She blinked and called out "Sister".
He Hui raised an eyebrow suspiciously: "What's wrong? Why aren't you going to bed so late?"
Lu Xing smiled slyly and appeared from behind the door.
After entering the room, He Hui noticed that she was holding a brand new skirt in her hand.
"I'm in a hurry to give you a birthday present!" Lu Xing glanced at the clock on the wall and patted his chest. "Fortunately, it's not past twelve o'clock yet!"
He Hui lifted the quilt and got out of bed, taking the skirt handed to her by Lu Xing.
This dress is completely different from the Chinese-style dress she wore in the free skating of "Butterfly Lovers". This is a short, backless princess dress in icy lake blue. The blue and white color, as transparent as a glacier, is inlaid with rhinestones. The shoulder is a one-shoulder style, and the layers of gauze exude a fairy-like air.
"This is a performance skate for you!" Lu Xing introduced his own work with confidence and pride on his face, "Isn't it a perfect match for your song? Wear it and you will be the most beautiful princess in the world!!"
This season, He Hui chose a vocal piece called "I Dreamed a Dream" for her performance piece. This piece of music comes from the musical "Les Miserables" and it matches He Hui's classical temperament very well.
He Hui took the dress and looked at it carefully. The purely handmade princess dress was elegant and exquisite, and the design of the details definitely took a lot of manpower.
The dress shimmered in the overhead light of the room, as if transporting her directly to a starry summer night in Iceland.
“Isn’t it beautiful?!” Seeing that He Hui didn’t say anything, Lu Xing asked quickly.
He Hui was touched: "Thank you, I like it very much."
This fifteenth birthday was a very special one.
"Hehe, as long as you like it, sister!" Lu Xing nodded, "Happy birthday!"
Click——
The clock on the wall struck 12 o'clock, and He Hui's commemorative day of hatching, which was of great significance, came to an end.
But Lu Xing in front of him was not in a hurry to leave. She blinked her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth cunningly, and stared into He Hui's eyes.
"Go ahead." He Hui sighed, sat on the bed for a while, and patted the seat beside him, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
With just one glance, He Hui could tell that Lu Xing's beautiful dress was not given for free.
"Hey." Lu Xing sat down obediently, as if he was in class, and put his hands on his knees properly, "I have an event and I want to invite you to participate."
"What activities?"
Judging from Lu Xing's slightly embarrassed look, this probably wasn't a simple event that he could just attend.
"I participated in the National Youth Designer Competition and entered the finals." Lu Xing began to confess, "The finals will be the day after tomorrow, and the whole process will be broadcast live on TV."
He Hui nodded and secretly prepared himself mentally.
"Congratulations!" But she was going to play dumb first.
The National Youth Designers Competition is currently the most authoritative competition in the country, and the live broadcast of the finals also shows its importance.
"But, the final requires an exceptionally beautiful model to wear the clothes I designed and made on the spot and complete a short one-minute catwalk." Lu Xing added a lot of adjectives, wanting to praise He Hui highly.
Her eyes fell on He Hui again, full of anticipation.
He Hui felt that she had guessed her idea, but she deliberately kept silent.
Lu Xing opened her eyes wider, looking up at He Hui, looking very charming: "I think you are as beautiful as a fairy, you must be very suitable to be my model."
My goodness, Lu Xing has never boasted about her beauty since she was born, right? !
"It's easy to find a model if you spend money?" He Hui tried to refuse.
"But time is too tight! It's a huge waste of time for me to select people. I have to communicate with them and measure their data from scratch. It's really troublesome."
Sure enough, Lu Xing’s birthday celebration for me was just a sugar-coated bullet. It turned out that he came to me for help!
But isn't it a bit too social to wear clothes and walk on the runway during a live broadcast?
He Hui handed the princess dress that was placed aside back to Lu Xing.
"How can I refuse this?" She also blinked and looked back.
Lu Xing was so angry that his cheeks puffed up, and he complained: "How can I return the gift I gave away?!"
He Hui was amused by Lu Xing's appearance and burst out laughing.
"Do you want to watch your sister suffer the biggest setback in her design career?! Sister, are you really going to watch her die without helping her?!!"
"For such an important competition, isn't a dress not enough to show its importance?"
After all, He Hui was a domineering president in his previous life. If Lu Xing wants to make a deal with him, it will be impossible without paying something.
Lu Xing curled his lips: "Then I'll design you another one for free next season."
"One set." He Hui corrected.
Lu Xing got angry again: "He Hui, don't push your luck!!"
Calling him by his name, well, really makes me mad.
"A set of three items: short program, free skating and performance." He Hui refused to give in and exuded the aura of a "profiteer".
Lu Xing's chest was heaving, steam was coming out of his nostrils, and he looked very angry.
He Hui waited patiently for her consent, and even started playing with his mobile phone calmly.
“Okay.” Lu Xing finally gave in. “Just one season!”
"make a deal!"
He Hui found Lu Xing's hand with a smile and gently held it.
"Hmph." Lu Xing shook his hand off and rushed out.
*
Two days later, in the studio.
He Hui was taken backstage by Lu Xing, while He Jianmu and Lu Yanfeng sat in the audience as loyal relatives and friends.
There were six contestants in the finals, and they shared a lounge in pairs. I guess this was one of my sister's competitors.
She greeted politely and sat on the innermost sofa chair.
The National Youth Designer Competition requires contestants to be under 18 years old. The boy next to you looks only 15 or 16 years old, which makes him one of the very young contestants in the finals.
Unfortunately, he was facing Lu Xing, who was only eight years old this year, a talented rising star who truly seemed to have come from outer space.
Lu Xing was busy checking fabrics and accessories. Because the tabletop was too high, she sometimes had to drag a small wooden table around. She was only 1.3 meters tall, but when she was serious, she had the aura of 1.8 meters.
"Sister, just rest here, and you can go on stage later." After finishing the busy work, Lu Xing said to He Hui.
"Okay, keep going!" He Hui nodded and watched Lu Xing and another contestant leave.
Only He Hui and another contestant's model were left in the lounge. The two of them looked at the only display screen in the room, which was showing the front desk's game.
The production process of all contestants was recorded in full, and the previous steps of drawing design drafts, selecting fabrics and accessories were interspersed into the live broadcast through short recorded clips.
Lu Xing is the youngest finalist, ten years younger than the oldest.
But she cut steadily and accurately with the scissors and operated the sewing machine efficiently and decisively. Although sometimes she even had to stand on a wooden box to complete many steps, she did not seem flustered at all.
He Hui looked at his sister's serious expression, and felt infinite emotion in his heart.
When that little kid righteously said that he didn't want to inherit the family business, He Hui was skeptical. After all, the temptation of being a domineering CEO is very great for ordinary people.
Lu Xing was the fastest among everyone to finish cutting and sewing, and she spent more time on customizing the details.
She was so skilled in using the paintbrush and needle and thread that she was at a level above her older brothers and sisters.
It was He Hui’s first time watching a design competition and he enjoyed every part of it.
The countdown soon came to an end, and it was time for He Hui to work.
The backstage suddenly became busy again. In the dressing room with simple cloth curtains, Lu Xing was standing on a stool to adjust He Hui's skirt.
This is a modified cheongsam, but it boldly chooses a red and gold pattern, with an irregular hem and flowing golden tassels below the hem, creating the image of a bright but rebellious girl.
"Please put on an orange-toned smoky makeup and more blush." Lu Xing led He Hui to her seat and said to the makeup artist next to him.
"no problem."
With the young lady's neat and quick techniques, He Hui successfully transformed into a catwalk model.
But the last pair of red lace-up high heels really made it difficult for her to walk.
Although I wore high heels when I was a domineering president in my previous life, I didn’t like them at that time. I only wore them occasionally for activities that didn’t require much movement. I was far from wearing them to walk briskly.
He Hui moved cautiously, trying to adapt to the changed balance.
"You can fly on the court even with ice skates on!" Lu Xing didn't understand and stared blankly at He Hui who was walking awkwardly on the stage.
"These are two completely different things, okay?!" He Hui retorted.
He Hui was about to speed up his pace, but almost lost his balance and fell. After swaying for a while, he finally stood still.
This feeling might be the only familiar similarity?
"Then walk slower. I shouldn't have chosen this pair of shoes." Lu Xing sighed, "If you sprain your ankle, I will be a sinner for all eternity!"
"How about giving me a free season of Costen?" He Hui smiled and continued the negotiation to the end.
Lu Xing put his hands on his hips angrily: "Swindler! You should inherit the family business!!"
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