Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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The host at the front desk has begun to speak exciting opening speeches, and the participants underneath have also sat down. The fashionable U-shaped table has slowly quieted down.

Shao Xiaobing consciously walked to the front of the fashion group. Another model next to him who would appear at the same time with him was Ouyang Fen in the formal wear group.

The music sounded, the host's voice fell, and the door in the background rose slowly, like a gorgeous and different world coming out of the capsule. Qin Guan was alone, and his ankle was bare on this empty white U stage. Stepped on it.

The ethereal and distant cloud carries the dream of a green ocean.

The emptiness of the city, full of directions full of flowers.

A piece of tranquility, with only rhythmic music, and elves flying on the stage, brought this costume beyond the control of mortals to the people who truly imagined their beauty.

The designer of the costume behind the stage, a man with a beard and a beard, was covering his eyes in the background and was crying.

It's done! After all, he will be invited by Milan Fashion Week because of this year's Mr. Asia. His dream of working in the studio for many years will soon be realized.

On the seat closest to the U-shaped table under the stage, Fang Meiya looked at Qin Guan on the stage with admiration. The only man who slipped away from her hand had not seen for many days, and the body was more powerful.

Chang Jin next to him didn't know the history of Qin Guan and Fang Meiya, but he found Fang Meiya's appreciation of Qin Guan by virtue of her current girlfriend's attention.

Not good! Chang Jin subconsciously watched Qin Guan, who had already turned the stage and was ready to go back to the backcourt. Unlike any type of male model, Qin Guan's beauty has surpassed Chang Jin's past cognition.

He secretly glanced at Fang Meiya around him, and found that his girlfriend withdrew her gaze after Qin Guan was about to return to the scene. It was calm. His eyes were not a surprise for Li Yan, but a little regret.

What regret? The single-cell Chang Jin didn't want to think about it anymore. The small animal's intuition told him that the other party was very powerful, but he wouldn't grab food from him. Or disdain the food in front of him.

With the passionate ending of the music, Qin Guan finished the first show perfectly. He was ready to climb the backstage stairs of nearly one and a half meters and return to the backstage.

Shao Xiaobing, who was waiting in the background, tranced through the open door in the back field, looking to the most conspicuous position in the audience platform, where he had his dreams and the future he had lavishly dreamed of in the quiet of the night.

When Qin Guan stepped on the high ladder step by step, closer and closer to him, Shao Xiaobing looked at Qin Guan who was close to him as if the king was approaching. A little bit out before.

It seems like a bit of a rhythm is misplaced. In the veteran model, the choice of nodes can come with your heart.

At this time, Ouyang Fen, who was preparing to play from the other side, knew that Shao Xiaobing deliberately snapped a shot!

The place where his foot stepped on was exactly where Qin Guan would step out.

On this narrow return ladder, either Qin Guan would lean back to avoid the insertion of the opposite foot, or he would be stepped on by the pair of riding boots.

Either way, it has a terrible impact on Qin Guan’s final show.

As the biggest sponsor of this award ceremony, its anger, as well as the 60% of the Asian fashion pioneers and the media’s bad reviews, enough to make Qin Guan lose the good situation after winning the championship and the market that should be in the future. .

Seeing this, Ouyang was strenuous. He didn't suddenly rush to die with Shao Xiaobing, but kicked fiercely towards Shao Xiaobing's other supporting leg with the speed of his leopard.

'Oh! ''hiss'

The two teams of horses lined up behind them clearly saw Shao Xiaobing's scene just now, but out of a spectator attitude towards the competitors, they did not speak or help.

In addition to the models who came along with Qin Guan, who was at the end of the team, expressed great panic. The mistakes made by Qin Guan will naturally make people lose confidence in the entire New Silk Road Company.

At this time, Ouyang Fen, who rushed out, was the savior of all of them. The youngest model already had crystal tears in his eyes.

Qin Guan, who looked up, did not completely walk into the background, so he did not relax the display of clothing and maintain his dignity.

He only felt that the opposite Shao Xiaobing came out too fast, and the riding boots stepped towards his feet in the next second. At this time, he was caught off guard and was planning to get a kick.

It's a pity that the scene is better than Qin Guan imagined. After kicking Shao Xiaobing's foot vigorously, Ouyang Fen quickly ran to his position, just two steps worse than the original beat, and stepped out. Off-site.

The white lights, the white field, and Ouyang Fen in a blue formal suit adjusted the beat to a normal rhythm in just two steps.

He ‘dangdangdang’ the metal-like descending stairs, stepping abnormally moving and loud.

Coupled with his sturdy face, it gives people unlimited visual impact.

But unfortunately, Shao Xiaobing of the other door lost his balance. His body crooked and rushed out of the back door, kneeling on one knee on the other side of the descending ladder.

The shoes that should have fallen suddenly disappeared, but Shao Xiaobing's head rushed down, so he knelt straight under Qin Guan's feet.

It seemed like a surrender to the king who defeated his king, a sense of humiliation of the loser, immediately surged into Shao Xiaobing's heart.

‘Oh’ whispering...

Out of respect for this show, even if the model was mistaken, no one in the audience showed any loud noise and rudeness.

Qin Guan still kept his pace, did not stop his footsteps for anything at all, entered the backcourt according to the rhythm of music, until his figure disappeared, and never appeared again.

Shao Xiaobing supported the steps with both hands and propped up his unbalanced body. He is now at least 10 beats shorter than Ouyang Fen. The people in the fashionable tide suits in the back row are still waiting for him to move on. Give way to latecomers.

The rhythm of the music will not stop because of his mistakes. Shao Xiaobing collapsed in two or three steps, intending to use his many years of modeling experience to catch up with Ouyang Fen's rhythm.

With a somewhat cheerful expression, he jumped a few steps forward, but found that the most concerned Fang Meiya off the court suddenly showed a very disappointed expression.

Do not! Fang Meiya is not alone! The faces of Asian fashion editors also have the same unrecognized expressions, and the heads of several top Asian brands that they have walked through or in the process of contacting also carry the same look.

what happened? What happened? Handle the errors in the catwalk calmly, can automatically adjust it and perfectly match the rhythm of the show, shouldn't it be praised? (To be continued.)