Volume 575 Finding an Asian Designer

Then Qin Guan mischievously pointed to the innermost shop in the street: "Here, that's the one, we're here!"

A small shop with a light gauze curtain as a door curtain, revealing its true appearance indistinctly like this.

Out of curiosity, Sister Xue lifted the green gauze, and heard the sound of a mechanical sewing machine coming from inside. In this small shop, in the innermost corner, the light is the brightest, and a person is hard at work.

"Why is it a bit dazzling..."

Sister Xue blocked her eyes with her hands, and before she finished speaking, the people in the store heard the sound and raised their heads.

Can it not be dazzling, a huge bald head, shining brightly under the light.

"Look around, let me know if you like it..." Seeing the person coming at the door, the bald man didn't get up to greet him, but continued to work hard.

Sister Xue and Qin Guan stepped into the shop, and carefully looked at the finished and semi-finished design clothes that had been hung on the mannequins in the shop.

After Sister Xue concentrated on reading all the design works in the store in one breath, she finally let out a sigh of enjoyment.

This is a very talented designer, and his current design works can already meet the qualifications of holding a small fashion show on his own.

And it is such a designer, but now nestled in this narrow shop, it is simply reckless!

As a result, Sister Xue's love for talents was aroused, she concealed her inner excitement a little bit, and then started her flickering words.

"Excuse me, may I ask, are you designing the clothes here?"

The bald head at work saw that the two customers who came to the store did not run away in panic like the previous customers after seeing the price, but asked about his design instead. So I was very happy and put down the work in my hand.

"Yes, that's right. The clothes here are all made by me from design to tailoring. You can see that the fabric of this dress is traditional Chinese silk fabric."

"And the embroidery-like pattern made of sequins and feathers on the top is the biggest highlight of this dress."

With the big bald head getting up, he came to the center of the store, and after he saw clearly the two customers on the opposite side, his whole body twitched as if he had suffered a stroke.

"You, you, you are Qin Guan! The top Asian male model!"

This member of the fashion team recognized Qin Guan at a glance.

"Hello! I'm Qin Guan! Nice to meet you, andregn." Qin Guan was not surprised when his identity was revealed by humanity, but he just smiled and held out a hand to the other party.

"How do you know my name?"

"Did I guess wrong? That's the name of your shop. I thought that was your name."

Sister Xue subconsciously looked outside the room, only to see a few sparkling subtitles embroidered with silk thread on the green gauze tent, which was the name Qin Guan said.

This is hidden, which guest can notice it.

The big bald man on the opposite side blushed with excitement when he heard this, he rubbed his slightly damp palms, and grasped the hand of friendship that Qin Guan handed over: "Hello, I'm glad to meet you too , don’t call me andregn, call me my Chinese name, Yin Changtao.”

"I have seen introductions about you in major magazines and newspapers a long time ago. You must know that although you grew up in the United States, you have never been missing news about you in these fashion magazines in Europe."

"Now I finally see you in person, and it is even more exciting than in the photo. Can I say that I am very excited now?"

"You are simply the source of inspiration for us designers, oh, because of your appearance, countless ideas have sprung up in my head, Qin Guanzhen, you are amazing!"

Sister Xue looked at Yin Changtao who was holding Qin Guan's hand and didn't intend to let go, the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily. This thick bald head, broom eyebrows, drooping eyes, and a fierce look on his face, but in Qin Guan's eyes In front of him, he behaved as well-behaved as a large dog.

When Yin Changtao finally calmed down his excitement, the three began to calmly communicate with each other about their intentions.

As soon as Sister Xue finished explaining her reason for coming, she saw that the big bald man's eye circles turned red.

Tears rolled down his square face without warning, and then he wiped them off with his arm.

"Thank you, I would like to join your studio."

This promise was so happy that Sister Xue couldn't bear to cheat him.

"Well, bring your work and luggage to New York in a few days. You can look at the details and treatment in the contract. After all, it is a cooperation agreement. You are also an independent designer and have quite a lot of autonomy."

"Thank you!" After hearing this thoughtful words, the big bald man started to cry again.

guess what?

If Sister Xue and Qin Guan don't show up today, it is estimated that this buddy will go to the construction site to move bricks.

Since he graduated from London's St. Martin's College of Design in 1996, he has been living beyond his means. This store has not welcomed corresponding customers for him, and naturally it is impossible to improve his reputation.

Yin Changtao himself is about to give up, maybe his design style is not accepted by the mainstream fashion industry, maybe it is time to give up this dream that he has loved since childhood.

And now, just today, Qin Guan descended from the sky, not only pointing out the future path for him, but also leading him into the top fashion circle, giving him and his design brand a stepping stone to the four major fashion weeks.

Forgive this Singaporean Chinese buddy, his only classic book is a dream of Red Mansions given to him by his grandfather when he was eleven years old.

He can only think of a common saying now, the kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by the spring.

Naturally, Qin Guan doesn't need to worry about the rest of the details, he is now the uncle, and when Sister Xue and Yin Changtao are discussing the details later, he has already walked to the toy store at the corner of the street.

Some light green glass is tightly locked in by the wooden door frame with a sense of age. Opposite the glass are cute human-shaped or animal dolls.

Qin Guan, who squatted down and looked at it for a long time, suddenly became childlike, straightened up and pushed open the door of this wooden toy store that was also painted with red paint.

"welcome!"

Behind the tall counter was an old man with gold-rimmed eyes. He just greeted Qin Guan very calmly, and then he still lowered his head and repaired the tin soldier in his hand. (To be continued.)

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