Volume 342 Golden Ge and Iron Horse Vs. European Dung Fork

But ck's finished fashions are all light and exquisite, and the colors are mostly bright fashion colors. Most of them are the favorites of men who are engaged in media and design work, and they are an expression of their exquisite fashion style.

How does this year's autumn new style look like this?

Black high-top military boots with copper buckles, with bottom closures, and black trousers made of shiny silk with bulky tops.

The top is even more exaggerated, and the long-sleeved non-woven black fabric design is nothing outstanding.

But the shoulders and chest have the uniqueness of the US special police force, bulletproof vests and combat pockets used when armed.

The black silk pockets made of the same material as the trousers reflected a hard and cold light under the light.

Seeing this, Qin Guan couldn't help but sighed, it's because New Yorkers haven't let go of their nervousness.

Also, the grief of loss and cruel trauma cannot be concealed even in the bustling city that has been restored, and the turmoil is still not far away from everyone.

Or should it be said that whether the tips plan is officially adopted or banned, even ordinary citizens are vacillating?

In this country that loves rights and democracy the most, the plan for 1 million ordinary citizens to become government informers has not caused too much backlash.

The bottom line is still fear, fear of terrorist attacks, fear of economic downturn, after all, those who are being monitored are not native American citizens, are they?

Thinking of this, Qin Guan couldn't allow him to hesitate any longer, but within a few minutes, he put the clothes on his body.

When everyone was in the shooting location and the last interviewer came out, to be honest, the K staff who had been working for 10 hours were a little impatient.

They couldn't wait to end today's work and enjoy the carnival and fine wine after get off work, but Qin Guan just walked into the venue at a leisurely pace.

It's like a small bean popsicle handed over on a hot summer day. It is not expensive but comfortable, and it seems that it is about to burn out in the heart. The impetuous flame is soothed by a can of iced Coke.

I just stood there and couldn't be ignored.

Mark, a famous fashion photographer in New York, is in charge of high-end fashion photography. Originally, he was a little tired because of the high-intensity and quick shooting of this group of interview photos, but at this time, the appearance of Qin Guan gave him a shot in the arm

"Move! Move! All move. This is the last group of photos. Everyone can call it a day!"

Mark suddenly yelled loudly, waking up the crowd who were still in a daze because of Qin Guan's appearance. Their exhaustion was swept away, and everyone was busy at once.

"Qin, right? You can play whatever you want, don't worry about us on the sidelines, you can start anytime when you're ready."

The chief designer Sam, who had been silent on the sidelines for a while and was a little irritable, finally smoothed his unsure brows. He was very dissatisfied with the models recommended by the face designer for the retest.

Too feminine! Too slender!

These are all candidates who are looking for according to the original ck design style.

But the design of this season is different. According to the feedback from the marketing department, what most Americans want is the vigorous and indomitable tough guy style.

It is the kind of elite clothing that can still be used well in emergencies, and the kind of clothing that can give the wearer a better sense of security.

The bags that New Yorkers carry when they go to work today are all one-third larger than those of a year ago, and the built-in pockets are also classified and marked with special labels.

Flashlights and ropes for emergency use can be made a big fuss in the built-in pocket without affecting the appearance, so a fashion must also be close to the market, which is the mainstream demand this year.

And now Sam is waiting for Qin Guan, the only pleasing to the eye in the retest, to show his photo presentation ability.

"Okay, I'm ready to start."

Qin Guan didn't waste everyone's time. When his words fell, his temperament changed instantly.

It was no longer the gentle, quiet and leisurely person standing in the arena when we first met, but his aura instantly became fierce.

Gold and iron horses, fighting on the battlefield, rolling frenzy, counting who is romantic...

A Chinese style that is different from the American style spread out imperceptibly.

An ordinary folding chair, under Qin Guan's body, straddled the horse and crossed the knife, sat down with his legs in the same way, and slightly supported his hands on his knees, which can also make people feel his fearless strength.

Just like the high platform on the battlefield thousands of years ago, a mighty young general, with a mighty finger, is waving the country.

In China's cold weapon era, Europeans fought each other with dung forks, a scene that has never been imagined, let alone Americans with a short history. If the quality is in place, it should be petrified like those lighting props now.

Before the calculation was over, Qin Guan stood up, turned the folding chair under his buttocks around neatly, buckled it up and put it on the sidelines.

I saw that Qin Guan's long legs lined the thick black trousers more physically and straightly, and the slender fingers that fit into the seams of the trousers also contrasted the colors clearly.

The rough military boots with tendon soles, as Qin Guan stepped rhythmically in the direction of the crowd, they rubbed against the exciting drum rhythm.

The "chachacha" military song is loud and clear, the delicate face glowing with determination as the horn sounds, and the gushing muscle outline clamors for conquest.

"Click, click" In the quiet venue, there are only the sound of flashlights and shutters, echoing the trend of tough guys.

Mark's excited breathing finally calmed down as Qin Guan stopped.

If it continues, the blood flow will go retrograde, and the brain will explode, which is the insanity recorded in countless ancient Chinese martial arts books.

Qin Guan smiled slightly, and smiled slightly at the audience in the dark, "Thank you, my presentation is over."

This is the end? How could this be the case? Mark looked at the camera in his hand with some regret, then turned to look at the person in charge of the interview, Sam, brother, do you want him to do more.

Sam's face was ambiguous, and he switched to the passing lights: "It's ok, go to the backstage to change clothes, and just hand over the clothes to Dachang's assistant."

Qin Guan got the accurate information, didn't say much, nodded again, and left the field.

As soon as Qin Guan left, Sam lost the restraint of the chief designer in an instant. Here are all staff who have followed him for many years and know everything about it, so there is no need to pretend to be stylish like in front of the models.

"Hurry up! Show me the photo just now!"

Excited light flashed in Mark's small eyes, and he adjusted the camera lens belonging to Qin Guan without Sam saying much.

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