"I really don't understand why we want Chinese people to participate in our show. Do they understand fashion? Do they understand clothing design?" The model named Sabrina didn't stop complaining, "If I wear these clothes today If I go out, I will definitely be laughed at by other models. I really don’t know why they chose me to wear the clothes they designed?”
"Okay, Sabrina, stop talking." The other girl was obviously a little impatient, "If you really don't want to, you can tell them directly instead of complaining to me here."
"It's about to start, so get ready."
They are models, not slaves who are forced to sell their bodies. If they really don't want to do something, they just don't do it. Listening to such complaints all the time also affects her own mood.
"Clarisse, what do you mean?" Sabrina's voice was filled with annoyance, "You can wear clothes designed by the most famous designers. Of course you don't think anything of it. I can only wear clothes designed by Chinese people. Ugly clothes, I’m so unlucky, why can’t I just complain?”
"I can wear clothes designed by any designer, because it suits me." Krauris wrote lightly, with a hint of pride in her tone, "Besides, those Chinese designers were guests invited by the organizer and did not What you said is so bad, they only chose you because your appearance meets their requirements, don’t think too much about it.”
"Ha, you made it easy." Sabrina sneered, "If it were you, would you still be able to laugh?"
"I'm too lazy to tell you." Seeing that she had been playing the piano to a cow, Claris lost her patience.
Judging from the sound, she must have gone far away.
With only a layer of cloth between them, Su Qingyun could still hear Sabrina's cursing voice, and her brows furrowed tighter.
"What's wrong?" Ji Yue asked her.
"Nothing." Su Qingyun hesitated and said.
In a foreign country, they are just here to transit and will leave soon, so it is better not to cause any complications.
Su Qingyun endured the discomfort in her heart and was about to leave when a voice stopped her.
"Excuse me, why did you throw my work on the ground?" It was a female voice suppressing anger, and the other party spoke not too fluent English.
Ji Yue also heard this familiar voice. The two looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
how come?
In the changing room, Sabrina, who had just thrown her clothes on the ground to vent her anger, was startled when she saw the Chinese woman who appeared. She patted her chest and said disapprovingly: "I just put them on the ground first."
"This will stain your clothes." Xia Qiu said while holding back her anger.
The model who was about to wear her own designs on the catwalk didn't come out yet. She was a little confused and wanted to see what was going on. As soon as she walked into the dressing room, she saw Sabrina putting on her hard-working designs. His clothes were thrown to the ground.
She picked up the clothes distressedly and patted the dust on them.
"As for that? What a fuss." Sabrina curled her lips and said, "A rag is treated like a treasure."
"What did you say?" Xia Qiu suddenly raised her head and stared at Sabrina with red eyes, almost on the verge of spitting fire. "Please respect the hard work of every designer and my work."
She finished the sentence word for word.
Although she was not as good as those experienced professional fashion designers in the fashion design competition in Hong Kong City, she still got third place in the end. More importantly, her work was appreciated by the fashion design director of Linman Group and won the prize. The opportunity came up to travel abroad with her for a fashion show.
From the day she got this opportunity, Xia Qiu seemed to be living in a dream. She came to Lutecia like a dream, and the work she designed became a real thing and was about to be worn on models on the catwalk. But Sabrina The words were like a slap, hitting her face hard.
Xia Qiu was angry.
Even if her work has flaws, Xia Qiu will not allow anyone to trample on her hard work like this.
"Ha." Sabrina couldn't help laughing, pointing to the clothes in her hand with a mocking look on her face, "That's it? Can it be considered a work?"
She knew the identity of this Chinese girl. She was just a student who was still in school. It was her first time to go abroad with others to participate in such a fashion show. Sabrina, who boasted that she was experienced, didn't take her seriously at all.
There was no one else in the changing room now, and Sabrina stopped pretending. She smiled sarcastically, "Do you know how many years I have been a model? Do you know how many haute couture clothes I have worn? Do you know when I leave?" How many shows have you been to?”
"In my eyes, your dress is not a work." Sabrina chuckled, deliberately emphasizing the word work, "It's just garbage."
"Just like you Chinese people, dirty, dirty, ugly and ugly!"
She said the last few words with a smile, her beautiful face full of malice. Seeing Xia Qiu's chest heaving with anger, Sabrina was even more happy.
"Really? Then if my clothes are trash, who are you?" Xia Qiu suddenly smiled calmly, "Do you only deserve to wear trash? Isn't that something worse than trash?"
"You!" Sabrina was instantly furious, raising her hand high and about to drop it.
"ah!"
Xia Qiu had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed her hand and slapped Sabrina hard on the face with his other hand. "If you don't speak well, I will smash your stinky mouth!"
Sabrina was stunned. She didn't expect this Chinese man to be so bold and dare to hit her. She covered her face and felt the burning pain on her face. It must have been swollen. She was about to go on stage. How could she get on stage like this?
Sabrina was so angry that she screamed like a crazy woman and wanted to attack Xia Qiu.
Xia Qiu was well prepared, and after dodging nimbly, she picked up the solid wood clothes hanger on the side and slapped Sabrina hard on the back.
"I let you scold me, I let you scold me!"
"Trash, I want to see who is the trash!"
Xia Qiu muttered while responding to Sabrina's attack.
Sabrina felt pain all over her body. This Chinese man must be crazy, must be crazy!
Dazzled by anger, she rushed towards Xia Qiu screaming, "I'm going to kill you!"
"You still have the energy to scream, don't you?" Xia Qiu fought harder and harder, and the solid wood clothes hanger in his hand almost left an afterimage, "You're a bitch, right? Then I'll beat you until you can't speak."
She tolerated being bullied at school and accepted that her works were not as good as others, but she couldn't bear it when they said her works were rubbish and even reached the level of her country.
The anger that had been suppressed in her heart for so long was vented at this moment.
