Chapter 164 The costume looked splendid on Qin Guan . It was not overshadowed by the previous or following costumes .
It was the one the designer had been the most worried about, but Qin Guan made it looks new with his figure . The designer kept Qin Guan in his mind . In the following days, Qin Guan performed in several shows smoothly thanks to John’s help . After nine days, it was finally time for the closing show .
The night was tender, and the lights were twinkling . Media, businessmen, designers and brand agents from every corner of the world had taken their seats, waiting for the fashion feast to begin . Qin Guan was speechless before the different groups of models backstage . He handed his luggage to Sister Xue and entered the dressing room first . He was surprised at Cabben's investment in the room . All the costumes were hanging in the closets, the correspondent shoes under them . The socks and sleeve buttons were also easily accessible . Why are my shoes not in place? Qin Guan took a pair of Oxfords from the shelf .
"Ouch! What the hell is that?" Qin Guan put his fingers inside the shoes and took out a clip used for pinning clothes . He wouldn't have found it if he didn’t make a habit of checking the accessories before changing into his clothes . If he’d put his foot in, he would have gotten injured . Qin Guan stared at the blood on his fingertip, falling into deep thought . The perpetrator had to be a member of the staff or a model . There were no cameras in the fitting rooms, so it would be hard to find him . Qin Guan went out of the fitting room with the shoes and informed Sister Xue of the incident . It was performing time . As a model, his most important task was the show . Qin Guan put on short pants, a colorful silk shirt, a round-collar leisure suit, and a curled wig for the reminiscence . He looked like a weird, fashionable guy . The assistant was listening to Sister Xue's description with a serious expression . He seemed to be getting more and more angry . He had witnessed plenty of secret feuds among models that meant nothing to designers and brands . For them, models were cabbages on shelves in the supermarket . They would pick up the best one and cook it at home .
When the dish was ready, they would either like it or not . The cabbage had already been used anyway . If they poisoned each other before the cabbage was cooked though, the feast would be destroyed . It would be unbearable for the host of the show! In the resting area, the designer told his staff calmly, "We can’t let this go . Make an inquiry . There must be some clues around . " Then he waved at Qin Guan and patted him on the arm . "Are you angry? Can you finish the show?" "It's fine . " "So what are you waiting for? Go! Go! Go! Put on a good show!" Confused, Qin Guan was pushed towards the entrance . Fireworks exploded in the sky as a dreamy flare burned by the stage . Cabben models with a rare, wild style walked on the stage in a most unrestrained manner .
The model behind Qin Guan, who was from the Pickle Nation, was watching his light steps . Qin Guan attracted all the attention of the audience and the photographers . His eyes twinkled as he unconsciously looked at the guest area of the entertainment circle, where his new Chinese friend Shao Xiaobing was sitting . He knew that after the show, his so-called friendship with Shao would be over . Shao’s plan had failed . The small trouble backstage, which usually succeeded, hadn't had any effect on Qin Guan . Shao would be disappointed with himself and cease any communication with him . Qin Guan dared not think about that problem . He refused to think about Shao Xiaobing sitting under the stage, staring calmly at him . Qin Guan turned around to return backstage . He looked as hot and bright as a burning torch on the T stage . Shao glanced at the model behind Qin Guan with shining eyes before he looked down indifferently . I shouldn’t have placed my hopes on the idiot from the Pickle Nation . He left silently before the end of the show . No one noticed him, as their attention was on the performance . If I get a chance, I’ll still suppress him . His position is almost the same as mine . The models clustered around the chief designer of Cabben, whose appearance brought the audience to its feet in applause . The show ended, leaving all the staff and models changing clothes in noisy disorder . During the quiet after the show, there was a serious stalemate . Several models from the Pickle Nation and Qin Guan had stayed behind at the office of the designer . They were all looking at each other . The designer spoke first . "Tell me, why?" Qin Guan was curious himself . I know I must have caused public outrage by passing too many auditions, but better models should make more money . It's reasonable . Those kind of tricks are disgusting . Qin Guan hadn’t thought that they would play such a dirty trick on a local model in a foreign country . They had overestimated their power though . At the beginning, Qin Guan had thought the trick had been a Plaster Flag Nation model’s job . There were too many similar plots in their comics on school bullies . A blade in a shoe sole was a classic prank . (Although he’d only read the comics, that was what real life was like in that country . )
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