Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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When Xiao Yuanmu chased him, the backstage was completely closed, and non-staff were not allowed to enter.

The security guard guarding the door knew that Xiao Yuanmu was rich or noble when he saw Xiao Yuanmu's body, so he was still polite when he stopped him, and even asked: "Sir, who do you want to find, do you need me to help you? contact."

Knowing the importance of this show to Song Xuanhe, Xiao Yuanmu didn't want to disturb him at this time, so he said, "No need."

Louis chased him, just when Xiao Yuanmu turned around.

"What's the matter?" Louis asked, "Are you missing Song?"

Xiao Yuanmu nodded and said lightly: "He needs to concentrate at this time."

Louis walked side by side with him and smiled as he walked: "Let’s go, this show is about to begin. I was very excited when I saw the design atlas in your office before. I can’t wait to appreciate his work. I think the clothes he designed should suit me well. In fact, my figure is suitable for wearing any clothes."

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him lightly, and uttered three words very indifferently: "Not suitable."

"How is it possible?" Louis shook his head, with a hint of helpless pride: "Trust me, no designer can refuse me to wear their clothes, and Song must be the same."

Xiao Yuanmu walked quickly, without giving him an extra look.

Twenty minutes passed and the big show was about to begin.

All the guests have entered the venue and found their seats. Some people lowered their voices to discuss the design of the stage, and they did not hide their praise and appreciation for the style. Of course, more people turned their eyes to the front row. Xiao Yuanmu, Luiz Guanzhi and others.

They will come to see the first show of a designer who has an unknown teacher and has no work before. Naturally, it is impossible for them to come to the designer. Their purpose is very obvious. They all hold that they may be able to meet a few people through this occasion. In any case, you can't meet the big guys, such as Xiao Yuanmu.

But they didn't expect there to be a surprise. In addition to the known designer lover Xiao Yuanmu and the legendary designer's friend Guan Zhi, there are even the heirs of the Hosman family and the James family.

In the first show of an unknown designer, four of the eight chaebols gathered together. This is a scene that is hard to see even at the top banquets. Those present here for the business card are blushing with excitement.

Even if you can't talk to these people, you won't be able to get their business cards, but being able to sit with them and watch the same show will be bragging.

There are only those who are repressed, and there are those who cannot be repressed.

A middle-aged man led a handsome young man through the neatly arranged seats and squeezed into the front row. With a smile on his face, he walked to Xiao Yuanmu's side and said hello in an excited tone: "Mr. Xiao, I don’t know. Do you remember me? We met at the banquet in the Imperial Capital before."

The soft music before the opening has sounded, the guests who know the rules have quieted down, and most of the others who don't know the rules have lowered their voices, so the sound that rang in their ears became particularly harsh at this time.

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes darkened, his gaze swept across the young man's shy smile, and underneath his dark eyes was a mocking smile, and said lightly: "It turns out to be Mr. Bai and Young Master Bai Mo."

Mr. Bai nodded quickly, smiled more brilliantly, and said: "I didn't expect that Mr. Xiao really remembered us. At that time, you suffered a little grievance at our family banquet. I have always felt very guilty, and Bai Mo has always admired you. , So I just want to ask you to have a meal to make amends. You are all young people, and you can make friends with each other. What do you think of Mr. Xiao?"

"I don't think it is necessary." Xiao Yuanmu's tone was not hurried or slow. After his clear voice was lowered, he carried a trace of deep coldness: "I don't like eating with people who have no rules."

Mr. Bai was taken aback. The editor-in-chief of the fashion magazine sitting next to him had already frowned and reminded him in a low voice: "Mr., the show is about to begin. Please return to your position and don't disturb others."

When Bai Mo heard Xiao Yuanmu's words, the smile on his face stiffened. At this time, he blushed even more when he heard other people's reminders, and he quickly pulled down his father's sleeve and whispered: "Dad, Young Master Song’s show is about to begin, let’s wait until the end of the meeting to invite Mr. Xiao."

Mr. Bai was a little unwilling to visit Xiamen. He glared at the fashion editor who had just spoken before he gave Xiao Yuanmu a smile and said, "Yes, it's that Bai was negligent. Let's talk after the meeting is over."

Bai Mo also smiled apologetically at Xiao Yuanmu, lowered his voice to his ear and whispered: "Sorry, my father watched a show for the first time. I hope you can accept my apology on his behalf."

Xiao Yuanmu's invisible emotion swept across his blushing cheeks and his eyes that were not pretty but moist and clean. The corners of his mouth were slightly bent and said, "It's okay."

Bai Mo smiled lightly at Xiao Yuanmu and pulled his father away.

"Who was that person just now?" Louis pushed over, lowered his voice and asked in Xiao Yuanmu's ear: "He seems to be very interested in you."

Xiao Yuanmu raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Really?"

Louis shrugged and said, "It seems that you are also interested in him. I have to mourn the young gentleman for two seconds." After speaking, he sat up straight and looked at the catwalk with a very serious expression. There was a little schadenfreude.

I don't know if the appearance of a rival with ulterior motives will increase the relationship between Song and Xiao, or cause them to have conflicts. I really look forward to it.

The gentle music gradually dropped, and the stage lighting was dimmed a little bit, like the lively and flowing Dingdong spring water into the stream, gurgling, but there are rhythmic and active drum beats mixed in, the model stepped on the drums, Stepping on the runway with black and blue as the main tone, step by step towards people's attention.

"This..." After the opening model left, Louis couldn't help but approached Xiao Yuanmu again and said in a voice that only Xiao Yuanmu could hear: "The model just gave me a little familiarity. Is there a famous model in China? But I didn’t seem to have seen him in a magazine before, but he did very well in that suit and Song is very good at choosing models."

Xiao Yuanmu's gaze fell on the second model who had already walked out, took a look at his clothes, and said lightly: "I wear it better."

After a pause, Louis glanced at Xiao Yuanmu's calm side face with difficulty, rolled his eyes to the sky and then sat back.

After watching the full show, Louis had to admit that more than half of the clothes worn by Xiao Yuanmu today would be more suitable than those models, although the editor-in-chief who just sat in the audience clearly expressed his appreciation and optimism about the show. , The audience's response was also very good.

But Louis, who has seen the design drawings and seen Xiao Yuanmu wearing the final finale suit on the design drawings, thinks that Song Xuan and these clothes may really be designed for Xiao Yuanmu, because each of those clothes is very Excellent, but some models can't perform this dress best, but Louis has some regrets for him.

The first time he saw Song Xuanhe, Louis expressed this regret to him.

Song Xuanhe smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliment, but I think my models are great."

Louis smiled at him, his eyes fell on the model he thought he was familiar with before, and said to him: "The first model who appeared before is the finale, what is his name? I think he is a little familiar, and I think After today, he will definitely be invited by major brands."

Song Xuanhe followed Louis’s sight, smiled after seeing Yu Tuan, and told Louis his name, saying: “Yu Tuan is my friend. If Mr. Louis has such a connection, I’m very happy that you can introduce him. give him."

Seeing Yu Tuan after removing his makeup, Louis frowned and greeted Yu Tuan with a hand out and said hello to Song Xuan, "The familiar feeling is much less now, but you can rest assured, I I believe I don’t need my introduction, someone will contact his agent.”

After Xiao Yuanmu got away from the crowd who used various reasons to strike up a conversation with him, he saw Song Xuanhe and Yu Tuan standing side by side, chatting with Louis very happily.

He walked up to Song Xuanhe, helped him straighten his collar calmly, and said lightly: "Congratulations, your first show was very successful."

Song Xuanhe was a little surprised by Xiao Yuanmu's sudden movements, but he didn't think much about it. Today's success really made him very happy, and he smiled, "Thank you."

"But since it's the clothes designed for me." Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyes and stared at Song Xuanhe and said, "Then the clothes that I promised me will be delivered soon."

"of course."

Song Xuanhe had prepared clothes for Xiao Yuanmu long ago, and he didn’t know what was going on. Every piece he cut by hand was made according to Xiao Yuanmu’s size, so that when the model tried on the clothes There will be more or less different sizes.

But even so, Song Xuanhe did not change the original clothes. Instead, he made another one for the model. The clothes for the model show will remain in the studio as a collection, and most of the clothes on the runway can only As a style display, ready-to-wear garments will not be made directly on the catwalk, but will be changed into a style that is more suitable for daily or specific occasions based on the style and design.

So theoretically speaking, the clothes Song Xuan and Xiao Yuanmu left behind are the only ones in this world.

Just after the first show was over, someone asked about the customized models of several sets of clothes on the catwalk today. Many designers will make a few more high-orders in addition to the catwalk set, with a limited number of two or three pieces per piece of clothing. Retaining high-end customers is also a way of publicity, but when Feng Tong just heard that someone wanted those clothes, Song Xuanhe immediately refused.

Those clothes were originally designed for Xiao Yuanmu, so they only need to be worn by him.