Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming - Chapter 344

[Three hundred and forty-two golden horses against European dung forks]

But what about ck’s finished fashions, they are all light and delicate, with bright fashion colors, most of which are the favorites of men who are engaged in media and design work, and are a manifestation of their exquisite fashion.

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Why is this year's autumn new style like this?

Black high-top copper buckle military boots, with a bottom cuff, and fat black trousers made of shiny silk on the top.

And the top is even more exaggerated .

Now, the long-sleeved non-woven black fabric design has nothing to stand out.

However, the shoulders and chest have unique bulletproof vests and combat pockets used by the US special police force. The

same material as the pants is black .

The silk pocket reflects a hard and cold light under the light.

Seeing this, Qin Guan couldn't help sighing, this is the nervousness of New Yorkers who have not let go.

Also, the grief of loss and cruel trauma, even if it is Even the bustling

city can’t be covered up, and it’s still not far from everyone.

Whether the TIps plan is officially adopted or required to be banned, even ordinary citizens are fluctuating?

This most loves** In a country of power and democracy, the plan of 100,000 ordinary citizens to become informers of government departments has not caused much backlash. The

root cause is fear, fear of terrorist attacks, fear of economic downturn, after all those The person under surveillance is not a native of the United States, isn't he?

Thinking of this, Qin Guan couldn't allow him to hesitate any more, but in a few minutes, he put the clothes on his body.

When everyone was in the shooting venue, When the last interviewee came out, to be honest, the ck staff who had been working continuously for 10 hours were a little impatient.

They couldn't wait to end their work today and enjoy the carnival and wine after work. However, Qin Guan was so unhurried and slowly stepped into the venue.

It was like a small bean popsicle handed over on a hot summer day. It was not expensive but comfortable, and it seemed that it was about to burn out in my heart. The impetuous flame was soothed by a cold cola.

I just stood there, not to be ignored.

The person in charge of high-end fashion photography is Mark, a famous fashion photographer in New York. Originally, because of the high-intensity and fast shooting of this group of interview photos,

He was already a little tired, but at this time, Qin Guan appeared and gave himself a shot of cardiotonic

"Move! Move! Move! This is the last set of photos, everyone can call it a day. !"

Mark suddenly shouted loudly, awakening the crowd who were still stunned by Qin Guan's appearance, all the exhaustion was swept away, and everyone was busy in an instant.

"QIn, right? You can perform as you like, don't worry about us on the sidelines, you can start anytime when you're ready."

Sam, the chief designer who has been quiet and a little irritable on the sidelines, finally smoothed his helpless brows. The designer recommended the model who came for the re-examination, and he said that he was very dissatisfied.

Too feminine!

Too slender!

These are all candidates to look for according to the original ck design style.

However, the design of this season is different. According to the feedback from the marketing department, most Americans are asking for the kind of vigorous and indomitable tough guy style.

It is the kind of elite clothing that can still be used well in emergencies, and that can make the wearer feel more secure.

The bags and designs that New Yorkers carry when they go to work are one-third larger than those of a year ago, and the built-in pockets are also identified by different categories.

Emergency flashlights and ropes can be used in the built-in pocket without affecting the appearance, so a fashion must also be close to the market, which is the mainstream demand this year.

And now sam is waiting for the only pleasing Qin Guan in the re-examination, showing his ability to show his photos.

"Okay, I'm ready, I can start."

Qin Guan didn't waste everyone's time. When his voice fell, his temperament changed instantly.

It was no longer the gentle, calm and relaxed person standing on the court when we first met, and the momentum on his body instantly became fierce.

Gold and iron horses, fighting on the battlefield, rolling frenzy, counting who is romantic…

A kind of Chinese style different from the American style has subtly dissipated.

An ordinary folding chair, under Qin Guan's body, straddles a horse and a knife, sits down with his legs in the same way, and holds his hands on his knees slightly, which can also make people feel his fearless strength.

Just like the high platform on the battlefield thousands of years ago, a mighty young general, arrogantly pointed and wielded the country.

China's cold weapon era is a scene of Europeans fighting each other with dung forks, a scene that has never been imagined, not to mention that those with a short history are equal to no Americans. The people who were watching were not Mark's professional. The literacy is in place, and now it should be petrified like those lighting props.

It wasn't over yet, Qin Guan got up, turned the folding chair under his butt into a nice twist, clasped it, and put it on the sidelines.

I saw that Qin Guan's long legs made the black thick trousers more tangible and straight, and the slender fingers that fit into the trousers seams also contrasted with the color.

The military boots with rough tendon soles, as Qin Guan rhythmically stepped in the direction of the crowd, rubbed out an exciting drum rhythm.

The military song "Chak Cha Cha" is loud, the horn sound is low, the delicate face is glowing with determination, and the outline of the muscles is gushing out, screaming for conquest.

"Click, click" In the quiet venue, only the sound of the flash and shutter, echoing the trend of tough guys.

Mark's excited breathing finally calmed down as Qin Guan stopped.

Continuing on is the retrograde of blood flow, the explosion of the brain, which is recorded in countless ancient martial arts books in China.

Qin Guan smiled slightly and smiled at the people off the field in the dark "Thank you, my show is over."

Is this the end?

Where is this going? Mark looked at the camera in his hand with regret, and turned to look at Sam, the person in charge of the interview, brother, do you want him to do more.

Sam's face is vague, and the waves are passing lights: "Okay, go backstage to change clothes and hand over the clothes to Dachang assistant."

Qin Guan got the accurate information and didn't say much. , nodded again, and left the field.

As soon as Qin Guan left, Sam lost the restraint of the chief designer in an instant. There are staff who have followed him for many years, so there is no need to pretend to be like a model.

"Hurry up! Show me the photo just now!"

Mark's little eyes flashed with excitement, and he didn't need to say more than Sam to adjust the shot that belonged to Qin Guan.

(To be continued.)