charming childish
Chapter 3
In an abandoned wharf warehouse by the Huangpu River, a huge empty warehouse show platform is being built. The Minsheng Wharf in the Republic of China used to be the center of the entire waterway, and then experienced wars and turbulent times. It has long been forgotten in the long river of time. , It has been abandoned for a long time, and it looks like ruins during the day, but the most dilapidated ruins collide with the most avant-garde fashion, but they have an indescribable unique flavor.
Carl has seen Unique's shows in France in previous years. Compared with other brands who usually choose luxury places such as the Grand Palais, Tuileries Garden, and the Louvre to hold their press conferences, Zhou Mingfei's shows often choose dilapidated places, with abandoned There are also old castles and barns in the suburbs. He prefers to see the collision between extreme environments and extreme designs, and then let the most dilapidated and cutting-edge blend with each other, regardless of each other.
For some reason, Jiaer felt that he knew Zhou Mingfei's taste very well. Thinking of this, a trace of self-confidence grew in his heart.
All the models were here, including those foreign supermodels who had cooperated for a long time. Jiaer really felt that the scene was a dilapidated place, but the stars were shining brightly.
Surprisingly, besides the show director, there were also two theater performance teachers. Zhou Mingfei never played cards according to common sense. In his design, the models did not walk according to the normal steps, but just like a theater performance, following the clothes. The emotions conveyed are the same, including joy, madness, depression, calm... The expression of each clothing work is to be conveyed by the models through performances, which can be expressed exaggeratedly, and the emotions on the stage will look fuller.
The models began to be a little restless. A normal catwalk requires the models not to take away any emotions and remain expressionless, because any expressions and redundant expressions will interfere with the audience's understanding of the clothing. The clothing works on the runway are the focus, and nothing else is important. However, Zhou Mingfei's approach is the opposite. It is unknown whether this is good or bad, but from the perspective of fashion performance, it is very unfamiliar and challenging for the models.
Jiaer has no restrictions, and feels that everything can be tried.
Together with the show director and performance teacher, Zhou Mingfei explained to each model the meaning of the clothing and the way to present it, and even made several attempts to choose the most suitable way of expression.
For a show, this is undoubtedly a long rehearsal process, which will increase the workload countless times. Jia Er watched Zhou Mingfei talking to the models from time to time, sometimes thinking deeply, alternating Chinese, English and French, completely immersed in the work Ignoring the appearance of external objects, I suddenly feel that working with him is really lucky and happy.
When it was Jiaer's turn, the show director stepped forward and seemed to speak, but Zhou Mingfei stopped him and said to Jiaer, "Go for a while according to your understanding."
Carl was wearing the long black torn dress. He closed his eyes, the music played, opened his eyes again, and turned to walk to the catwalk. He chose a strange and painful way, as if something was entangled He, he tried hard to break free, stumbled all the way, with pain and entanglement looming on his face, but it seemed that there was something that made him insist on not giving up, and it was like this until the end.
The first time he tried this, Jiaer was completely clueless. He just expressed the struggle and belief he felt intuitively. When he saw the smile on Zhou Mingfei's lips, the grim-faced man smiled like a spring breeze. , said, "It's actually not bad, but you can let go of your limbs a little more. The acting teacher will teach you later."
With his mind settled, Jiaer finally let out a breath.
Just like what Lian Xiao said, Jiang Rusi really led the show at the beginning, and the extremely exaggerated clothes became reasonable on him, this is the so-called aura.Carl and Lian Xiao watched the performances of those supermodels. Everyone was full of emotions and could take it in and out freely. With their performances, the air seemed to become relaxed or distorted. There are as many subtle and complex aspects of human nature as performances. How many sides are presented, this is a brand new experience.
After the whole circle was over, Jiaer saw two metal brackets raised in the middle of the runway, each with a nozzle, and the two brackets could rotate around.
Everyone didn't understand why, the assistant Qingyun came over and asked Jiaer to change into a normal T-shirt, and then returned to the stage, Zhou Mingfei took him to the middle of the stand and said, "Remember what I said, I want to stand at this moment The people here are as transparent as air, just standing here, just yourself, is nothing."
Jia Er nodded, Zhou Mingfei walked away, the two supports and the circular countertop at the bottom began to rotate slowly, and Jia Er, who was standing in the support, opened his hands, and then, the nozzles of the two supports began to spray dyeing juice, one side of which was black , one side is blue, the dye is sprayed on the clothes, neck, arms, legs, face... Jiaer slightly closed his eyes, as if everything had stopped, he was a piece of white paper that could be painted on at will , a canvas.
Turning slowly, Jiaer opened his eyes. His whole body was covered with dye, spraying irregularly. He knew that on the day when the show officially opened, he would be standing here wearing that dark gothic white suit. Why did Zhou Mingfei say that if people remember this show, they must remember this work.
It’s just that this work, not only the clothes, but also the metal bracket and the sprayed dye, the person who was sprayed wantonly, is the innocent Jiaer who is nothing.
This is the finale of the whole show. Zhou Mingfei gave him the most brilliant moment. Zhou Mingfei didn't say anything, but let him stand in the center of the entire fashion circle from the beginning. Jiaer saw the crowd A slender figure in the middle turned and left indifferently. Zhou Mingfei only silently glanced at Jiang Rusi without doing anything.
After three days of continuous rehearsal, Unique's press conference came as scheduled.
The deserted wharf warehouse ushered in the most dazzling crowd, domestic and foreign celebrities, artists, media editors, top public relations international buyers... Photographers are all over every corner of the show, and the backstage of the show is always the busiest, makeup, styling, clothing and shoes Hat... Jiaer has already put on the first look. He followed Zhou Mingfei with his eyes, but found no one. He walked through the crowded crowd in the backstage while looking around.
Walking through a partitioned dressing room, it was a place dedicated to changing Jiang Rusi's clothes. Jiaer heard that there seemed to be a dispute in it, and approached Zhou Mingfei's voice, as always rational, "So, you know, I've been like that from start to finish."
Jiang Rusi seemed to lose control, her voice was suppressed and sad, "I know, you have always been like this, everything you give me is only because you are willing, and what you don't give, I have never been qualified to ask for it, I don't care... ...But now this person, what have you done for him?! What kind of thing is he, and he deserves your attention!"
After saying this, Zhou Mingfei and Jiang Rusi were silent. After a while, Jiang Rusi said sarcastically, "Tell me, are you looking for a newcomer? You need to find a new blank sheet of paper, and then go He makes it what you want."
Jiang Rusi's voice sounded so bleak, "You probably forgot, that's how I got here."
Before Zhou Mingfei could answer, the thunder had already exploded in Jiaer's heart. He couldn't hear what Zhou Mingfei continued to say at all, until he ran away in a panic, his eyes darting straight at the crowded backstage.
Who is the person Jiang Rusi mentioned?Is it yourself?Carl's mind was in turmoil.
Before everything can be digested, the big show has officially started, and the background sound of the countdown is over. Jiaer saw Jiang Rusi walking on the runway, and there was no trace of the quarrel a second ago, and he himself walked on the runway. An unspeakable complex emotion.
Finally, everyone exited the stage, and Bach’s No. [-] Cello in G Major sounded. Carl, wearing a seemingly ordinary white suit, walked into the metal bracket and turned slowly. He raised his face slightly, while everything around him It doesn't exist anymore, the black and blue dye sprayed out, and the audience screamed, and Jiaer felt that his hair, face, neck, and wrists were all stained with bits and pieces... At this moment, he couldn't feel himself, he was gone. Become stars, merge into rivers...
In the end, Zhou Mingfei, as the designer, came out to call the curtain. He led the ink-stained Jia Er through the final ending, and there was thunderous applause.He is the light of Chinese design, presenting a perfect expression that belongs to both the brand and himself in his land.
Except for Zhou Mingfei, everyone at the scene remembered a piece of work, or rather, a person.
After the end, everyone went to the afterparty in the bar. On the top floor of a 7-story old bungalow on Wukang Road, outside the open terrace, there is a dark red roof in the old city.
With the bright moon above the head and the breeze, and the starlight beside him, everyone laughed happily. Jiaer went over each head, but Zhou Mingfei was not found.
He grabbed Qingyun to ask, but Qingyun said, "Mr. Zhou never attends afterparties, and queens usually stay alone."
Jia Er drank a lot of wine, and there was only one question in his mind. He wanted to know the answer, but he couldn't find the person who asked the question.
When he woke up the next day, Jiaer found himself reddened.
There are tens of thousands of unread messages on his social media accounts, all of which are new fans, new private messages, new comments, and forwarding.
All the fashion media and social networking sites are talking about the Unique show last night, and all the pictures used are his two sets of looks, especially the picture of him wearing a white suit and being splashed with ink. In the picture, he has his eyes slightly closed , the eyes are more slender, black and blue juices are mottled on the white face, the white suit on his body has become a contemporary art painting, his open hands seem to have no place to rest, the whole person looks extremely fragile , but not flustered, is quiet and determined, just because of the naivety involved in the world,
Carl has seen Unique's shows in France in previous years. Compared with other brands who usually choose luxury places such as the Grand Palais, Tuileries Garden, and the Louvre to hold their press conferences, Zhou Mingfei's shows often choose dilapidated places, with abandoned There are also old castles and barns in the suburbs. He prefers to see the collision between extreme environments and extreme designs, and then let the most dilapidated and cutting-edge blend with each other, regardless of each other.
For some reason, Jiaer felt that he knew Zhou Mingfei's taste very well. Thinking of this, a trace of self-confidence grew in his heart.
All the models were here, including those foreign supermodels who had cooperated for a long time. Jiaer really felt that the scene was a dilapidated place, but the stars were shining brightly.
Surprisingly, besides the show director, there were also two theater performance teachers. Zhou Mingfei never played cards according to common sense. In his design, the models did not walk according to the normal steps, but just like a theater performance, following the clothes. The emotions conveyed are the same, including joy, madness, depression, calm... The expression of each clothing work is to be conveyed by the models through performances, which can be expressed exaggeratedly, and the emotions on the stage will look fuller.
The models began to be a little restless. A normal catwalk requires the models not to take away any emotions and remain expressionless, because any expressions and redundant expressions will interfere with the audience's understanding of the clothing. The clothing works on the runway are the focus, and nothing else is important. However, Zhou Mingfei's approach is the opposite. It is unknown whether this is good or bad, but from the perspective of fashion performance, it is very unfamiliar and challenging for the models.
Jiaer has no restrictions, and feels that everything can be tried.
Together with the show director and performance teacher, Zhou Mingfei explained to each model the meaning of the clothing and the way to present it, and even made several attempts to choose the most suitable way of expression.
For a show, this is undoubtedly a long rehearsal process, which will increase the workload countless times. Jia Er watched Zhou Mingfei talking to the models from time to time, sometimes thinking deeply, alternating Chinese, English and French, completely immersed in the work Ignoring the appearance of external objects, I suddenly feel that working with him is really lucky and happy.
When it was Jiaer's turn, the show director stepped forward and seemed to speak, but Zhou Mingfei stopped him and said to Jiaer, "Go for a while according to your understanding."
Carl was wearing the long black torn dress. He closed his eyes, the music played, opened his eyes again, and turned to walk to the catwalk. He chose a strange and painful way, as if something was entangled He, he tried hard to break free, stumbled all the way, with pain and entanglement looming on his face, but it seemed that there was something that made him insist on not giving up, and it was like this until the end.
The first time he tried this, Jiaer was completely clueless. He just expressed the struggle and belief he felt intuitively. When he saw the smile on Zhou Mingfei's lips, the grim-faced man smiled like a spring breeze. , said, "It's actually not bad, but you can let go of your limbs a little more. The acting teacher will teach you later."
With his mind settled, Jiaer finally let out a breath.
Just like what Lian Xiao said, Jiang Rusi really led the show at the beginning, and the extremely exaggerated clothes became reasonable on him, this is the so-called aura.Carl and Lian Xiao watched the performances of those supermodels. Everyone was full of emotions and could take it in and out freely. With their performances, the air seemed to become relaxed or distorted. There are as many subtle and complex aspects of human nature as performances. How many sides are presented, this is a brand new experience.
After the whole circle was over, Jiaer saw two metal brackets raised in the middle of the runway, each with a nozzle, and the two brackets could rotate around.
Everyone didn't understand why, the assistant Qingyun came over and asked Jiaer to change into a normal T-shirt, and then returned to the stage, Zhou Mingfei took him to the middle of the stand and said, "Remember what I said, I want to stand at this moment The people here are as transparent as air, just standing here, just yourself, is nothing."
Jia Er nodded, Zhou Mingfei walked away, the two supports and the circular countertop at the bottom began to rotate slowly, and Jia Er, who was standing in the support, opened his hands, and then, the nozzles of the two supports began to spray dyeing juice, one side of which was black , one side is blue, the dye is sprayed on the clothes, neck, arms, legs, face... Jiaer slightly closed his eyes, as if everything had stopped, he was a piece of white paper that could be painted on at will , a canvas.
Turning slowly, Jiaer opened his eyes. His whole body was covered with dye, spraying irregularly. He knew that on the day when the show officially opened, he would be standing here wearing that dark gothic white suit. Why did Zhou Mingfei say that if people remember this show, they must remember this work.
It’s just that this work, not only the clothes, but also the metal bracket and the sprayed dye, the person who was sprayed wantonly, is the innocent Jiaer who is nothing.
This is the finale of the whole show. Zhou Mingfei gave him the most brilliant moment. Zhou Mingfei didn't say anything, but let him stand in the center of the entire fashion circle from the beginning. Jiaer saw the crowd A slender figure in the middle turned and left indifferently. Zhou Mingfei only silently glanced at Jiang Rusi without doing anything.
After three days of continuous rehearsal, Unique's press conference came as scheduled.
The deserted wharf warehouse ushered in the most dazzling crowd, domestic and foreign celebrities, artists, media editors, top public relations international buyers... Photographers are all over every corner of the show, and the backstage of the show is always the busiest, makeup, styling, clothing and shoes Hat... Jiaer has already put on the first look. He followed Zhou Mingfei with his eyes, but found no one. He walked through the crowded crowd in the backstage while looking around.
Walking through a partitioned dressing room, it was a place dedicated to changing Jiang Rusi's clothes. Jiaer heard that there seemed to be a dispute in it, and approached Zhou Mingfei's voice, as always rational, "So, you know, I've been like that from start to finish."
Jiang Rusi seemed to lose control, her voice was suppressed and sad, "I know, you have always been like this, everything you give me is only because you are willing, and what you don't give, I have never been qualified to ask for it, I don't care... ...But now this person, what have you done for him?! What kind of thing is he, and he deserves your attention!"
After saying this, Zhou Mingfei and Jiang Rusi were silent. After a while, Jiang Rusi said sarcastically, "Tell me, are you looking for a newcomer? You need to find a new blank sheet of paper, and then go He makes it what you want."
Jiang Rusi's voice sounded so bleak, "You probably forgot, that's how I got here."
Before Zhou Mingfei could answer, the thunder had already exploded in Jiaer's heart. He couldn't hear what Zhou Mingfei continued to say at all, until he ran away in a panic, his eyes darting straight at the crowded backstage.
Who is the person Jiang Rusi mentioned?Is it yourself?Carl's mind was in turmoil.
Before everything can be digested, the big show has officially started, and the background sound of the countdown is over. Jiaer saw Jiang Rusi walking on the runway, and there was no trace of the quarrel a second ago, and he himself walked on the runway. An unspeakable complex emotion.
Finally, everyone exited the stage, and Bach’s No. [-] Cello in G Major sounded. Carl, wearing a seemingly ordinary white suit, walked into the metal bracket and turned slowly. He raised his face slightly, while everything around him It doesn't exist anymore, the black and blue dye sprayed out, and the audience screamed, and Jiaer felt that his hair, face, neck, and wrists were all stained with bits and pieces... At this moment, he couldn't feel himself, he was gone. Become stars, merge into rivers...
In the end, Zhou Mingfei, as the designer, came out to call the curtain. He led the ink-stained Jia Er through the final ending, and there was thunderous applause.He is the light of Chinese design, presenting a perfect expression that belongs to both the brand and himself in his land.
Except for Zhou Mingfei, everyone at the scene remembered a piece of work, or rather, a person.
After the end, everyone went to the afterparty in the bar. On the top floor of a 7-story old bungalow on Wukang Road, outside the open terrace, there is a dark red roof in the old city.
With the bright moon above the head and the breeze, and the starlight beside him, everyone laughed happily. Jiaer went over each head, but Zhou Mingfei was not found.
He grabbed Qingyun to ask, but Qingyun said, "Mr. Zhou never attends afterparties, and queens usually stay alone."
Jia Er drank a lot of wine, and there was only one question in his mind. He wanted to know the answer, but he couldn't find the person who asked the question.
When he woke up the next day, Jiaer found himself reddened.
There are tens of thousands of unread messages on his social media accounts, all of which are new fans, new private messages, new comments, and forwarding.
All the fashion media and social networking sites are talking about the Unique show last night, and all the pictures used are his two sets of looks, especially the picture of him wearing a white suit and being splashed with ink. In the picture, he has his eyes slightly closed , the eyes are more slender, black and blue juices are mottled on the white face, the white suit on his body has become a contemporary art painting, his open hands seem to have no place to rest, the whole person looks extremely fragile , but not flustered, is quiet and determined, just because of the naivety involved in the world,
You'll Also Like
-
Datang: A Technological Power
Chapter 175 1 hours ago -
Elves invade the original god, I am Arceus in my previous life
Chapter 190 1 hours ago -
Konoha: The comprehension is against the sky, breaking the caged bird at the beginning
Chapter 187 1 hours ago -
Zombie: Taking a concubine into the chat group, Uncle Jiu is numb
Chapter 180 1 hours ago -
Elf: Can I see the future of elves?
Chapter 160 1 hours ago -
The strongest Son Goten in the dimension, starts the battle against Gogeta
Chapter 55 1 hours ago -
Bengtie: Blessed by the pharmacist, promoted to the Envoy of the Order of Plenty
Chapter 104 1 hours ago -
Starting as an arms dealer, I am the overlord in South America
Chapter 183 1 hours ago -
Adult American Comics: Starting Social Security Black Silk Wanda
Chapter 52 1 hours ago -
Douluo's Blue Silver Family
Chapter 529 3 hours ago