Chapter 128 New York Fashion Week (2)
It was almost 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun began to become sparse and lazy, the boundless sky was cloudless, the unique fountain was tireless, and the water mist turned into a colorful halo under the pale golden light.
Flags and melodious music are hung on the lampposts on both sides of the square, which outlines a lively and jubilant atmosphere. Every spring and summer fashion week is a festival for people working in the fashion field. They gather together to cheer for next year's fashion trends , giving warm applause to the talented designers who have brought people amazing.
As bystanders, princes, nobles, and sports stars tried their best to appear in the front row of the major shows, some to win the focus of the flashlights, and some to get closer to the models and find their favorite limited editions and be the first to wear them. What you want in yourself is not beauty, but the envious eyes of others.
Walking around the fountain square, when Yang Cheng was about to contact Sunny, the number he had dialed more than 10 times appeared on the screen of Yang Cheng's mobile phone.
He picked it up without hesitation, "Oh, thank God, you finally checked your phone."
"I'm sorry, Yang Chengxi, just now the staff had some conflicts with the organizer's security, and they didn't bother to look at their mobile phones. Are you here?" Xu Xianna apologized, politely and respectfully explained to Yang Cheng In the orange ear.
"It's okay, you are not injured, are you? Hurry up and tell me where you are, and I'll go find you." Yang Cheng couldn't get angry at the girl, so he had to cut to the chase.
"Oh, I'm really sorry. No one was hurt here. We're under the Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week billboard on the side of the David Geffen Hall." Xu Xian's words were very organized, and Yang Cheng received the other party's message accurately. information conveyed.
"Okay, I see, you wait for me where you are, don't wander around, everything will wait until I arrive." Yang Cheng calmly instructed, he is not worried about the girls, mainly because of the staff around them, Mrs. Too self-righteous, often self-assertive.
"Nai, don't worry, we'll be waiting for you here." Xu Xian replied obediently.
A few minutes later, Yang Cheng followed behind Hansen, the road-opening machine, and squeezed under Xu Xian's billboard in a little embarrassment. He turned his head and looked around, and found the eye-catching young trio at a glance. Can it be unobtrusive? It's a camera and a microphone.
Yang Cheng still admired the shameless professionalism of the sticks, and didn't want to see what the scene was like. Still shooting with the camera.
For a moment, Yang Cheng seemed to have traveled through time and returned to a popular scenic spot in China. There were crowds and crowds, except that the color of the head was changed from black to gold, the noisy and bustling scene was exactly the same.
Squeezing in through the crowd, he exhaled and waved to the three girls, "Hello, good afternoon."
"Ah~ Yang Chengxi, I'm so sorry, I trouble you to come here on purpose." Taeyeon, who was the first to spot Yang Cheng, was wearing a brown fine-grain suspender dress, wearing black high-heeled shoes to highlight her smooth and white straight legs, and paired with light-colored eye shadow The smoky makeup creates a charming but not overly ostentatious feeling for the whole person.
Yang Cheng pretended to be very familiar and opened her hands, smiling and teasingly avoiding the camera, "If you're really sorry, can you give me a hug to make up for it?"
When Taeyeon ran over, she was startled by Yang Cheng's actions at first, and then she was amused by Yang Cheng's winking expression. She gave Yang Cheng a flirty look, hugged her generously into her spacious arms, and joked, " satisfied?"
Yang Cheng raised her eyebrows on purpose, rubbed her chin in thought for a few seconds, shook her head, lowered her head and blinked, "Is it okay to call oppa again?"
"噗嗤~" Perhaps Taeyeon was infected by Yang Cheng's familiar demeanor, or it may be the backstage of the last concert, Yang Cheng's heroic act of saving the beauty from the sky touched her, or it may be because Yang Cheng is Sunny's good friend. Taeyeon has a natural sense of intimacy. In short, Captain Young has a good impression of Yang Cheng, a man who has only met 3 times.
It's like a friend you've known for years.
"Nai, really, oppa, are you satisfied now?" Taeyeon covered her face and cried out helplessly.
Yang Cheng nodded meanly, and said indifferently, "It's okay!"
Similar to Taeyeon's feelings, from the first meeting, Taeyeon gave Yang Cheng a stuffy and uncommunicative impression, and the second time at Madison Square, Yang Cheng rescued Taeyeon from Louis Lehman's claws , although most of it was because of his hatred with Louis Lehman, and this third meeting, an inexplicably familiar emotion welled up in his heart, and then he naturally played with her, asking Yang Cheng why, he didn't Come out one two three.
"Yang Chengxi, Jason." Tiffany and Xu Xian also approached at this moment, and from their names, they could clearly know the different personalities of the two beautiful girls, one carefree and typical American style, the other gentle and quiet. Maintain social etiquette at all times.
"Hello, I heard Xu Xian had a conflict. Is it all right?" Yang Cheng didn't let go of Taeyeon after hugging her, and put her arms around her round shoulders. On the one hand, she also leaned slightly on Yang Cheng to relieve the soreness of her legs caused by wearing high heels.
"It's okay, the main reason is that the staff were stopped by the security guards at the venue and they argued a few words, which is really annoying." Tiffany complained to Yang Cheng when she opened her mouth.
"As long as you have nothing to do, the staff are all men, and it doesn't hurt much to be yelled at. Okay, are you ready? I will take you in, but the camera will definitely not accompany you." Yang Cheng pouted with his chin and aimed at it. His own video camera said in a plausible way.
"Oppa, can we bring a gopro or a gimbal in? After all, this is also the highlight of our show." Taeyeon was soft-tempered, received the pleading look from the show director, and couldn't bear to refuse, so she had to elbow Yang Cheng and asked.
"Can I not?" Yang Cheng had nothing to do with this kind girl, and complained with his left hand.
This is equivalent to agreeing. In fact, if the Korean film crew applies through normal channels, they can also enter the venue, because the purpose of the special show is to sell clothes. There are media from different countries to help them advertise, and it is too late to be happy.
Of course, there must be rules for everything, and not everyone can enter if they want to. The venue is so big, and only invited media representatives can be given priority.
After that, the three girls went to pack their bags, and they wanted to hear the director's introduction on what to shoot and how to use the machine. Maybe it was someone like the program director who came over to thank him, but Yang Cheng didn't even bother to look straight at him.
He raised his wrist and looked at the time. Seeing that the special show would start in 10 minutes, he hurriedly greeted the three girls and walked to the back door.
Reaching out to help Taeyeon, this girl is wearing 10 cm high platform high heels, like walking on stilts, holding on with one hand, and with the other hand, she took out her mobile phone, found Victoria's number and dialed it, and said hello before she came. Yes, there is no nonsense after connecting, and the person is busy, "hey, Vicky, it's me, I'm going to the back door soon."
"Yes, add me for a total of four people."
"Who? David?"
"Okay, thank you, you are busy, see you later."
Putting away the phone, he turned his head and smiled at Taeyeon who was out of breath, "Sunny, you are a paper man, your description is very accurate."
Taeyeon just glared at Yang Cheng in embarrassment, without making any excuses, her face was blushing, and she couldn't tell if she was blushing.
Hansen cleared the way ahead and walked for a few minutes before arriving at the back door of the temporary venue. David Beckham happened to poke out that handsome face that had fascinated the entire universe, and when he saw Yang Cheng, he was overjoyed and waved cried, "Jason, here."
"Hey, David, how are you?" Yang Cheng held Beckham's hand and hit his chest.
"Believe me, Jason, there is no better day than today." It can be seen that David Beckham really loves his wife and smiled from the bottom of his heart.
When Yang Cheng and Beckham were exchanging greetings, Taeyeon and the three girls looked at each other in surprise. They didn't expect that it was David Beckham who picked them up. Seeing the heartthrob, he was secretly delighted to see Yang Cheng's love for Yang Cheng. When the favorability is raised to a higher level, women always lack resistance to capable men.
Yang Cheng beckoned for the three girls to follow, followed behind Beckham, walked through a path separated by a toolbox, and then entered the large dressing room in the backstage, where the models put on makeup and changes. The indoor photos are warm, and the high-power air conditioner regulates the temperature. It is neither too hot to cause the makeup of the models to be worn out, nor to freeze the beautiful angels.
Beckham didn't slow down here, and walked along the side road all the way, but Yang Cheng dawdled forward, wanting to see how the male make-up artist over there helped the female model dress, and shouted wildly in his heart, "Wow, stretch out!" Go in, damn, it's so cool..."
Yang Cheng didn't hide her lewd and obscene expression at all, and was caught by Taeyeon who was following behind, but she just patted Yang Cheng on the back with an angry smile, urging him to leave quickly.
Through a white door, you finally enter the venue. The pink and purple rendering lights bring a strong visual impact, as if you are in a fantasy dream. A 20-meter-long transparent catwalk runs from the beginning to the end, and there are special effects under the catwalk to play violets. In the blooming CG animation, there are still a few staff members doing the final inspection, and the two sides of the runway are already full of VIPs who came to watch the show.
Violet symbolizes eternal beauty and love, and represents simplicity, virtue and the coolness of midsummer. Beckham used violet to point out the theme of today's special show, which can be considered thoughtful.
But Yang Cheng walked past the crowd, looked sideways at the stage layout, and couldn't help complaining in her heart, "Sister Bei's influence is still not enough, she didn't even enter the main venue."
Indeed, influence is on the one hand, financial resources on the other hand, Mrs. Beckham's own brand is also unable to pay for a larger venue fee, let alone hire a top team to create a luxury scene, like EL's kind of change the theme of the scene Behavior of local tyrants, Mrs. Beckham can age for three years by playing Beckham once.
Led by Beckham, a group of people came to the area directly opposite the catwalk. This is the best viewing angle usually reserved for the top VIPs and the family and friends of the show host. Yang Cheng's casual attire does not match the occasion, but also No one showed a contemptuous expression. Those who can come to the venue to watch the show are famous and famous. If they can't even recognize the extremely recognizable face of Yang Cheng, who has been in the limelight recently, they can swim in the Hudson River up.
Taeyeon and Tiffany looked at the short distance of 10 meters from behind, and Yang Cheng stopped from time to time to exchange greetings with people, and the mess in his heart couldn't be added. What kind of status does this have to be treated so courteously?
Don't be surprised, Koreans have a natural sense of reverence for American dads, and even more admiration for those natives and even Asians who can get along well in the United States.
Anyway, with their narrow minds like the Korean peninsula, it is absolutely impossible to figure it out. The only ones who can be compared are their domestic Samsung and modern chaebols.
The four of Yang Cheng were arranged behind the Beckham family. The stools were slightly higher, so that they would not be obstructed by the heads in front of them. Under the introduction of Beckham, they were with his eldest son Brooklyn and his girlfriend Super Killer. Take a seat after saying hello.
There was a burst of coolness from the hard seat under the buttocks, and before it warmed up, the lights dimmed, and a crisp, rustic, and mellow sound of Scottish bagpipes played a familiar melody.
"my heart will goon?"