Su Meng smiles angrily at Lin Xiyu's appearance of protecting her cub. She pats the thread in her palm and says, "Lin Xiyu, if you have time here to compete with me for a bargain, you'd better pay attention to your clothes and manage the fashion show you won't easily win!"

The assistant designer standing next to him pitifully explained, "teacher, designer Su, I called for help. You were just away. I can't help but ask designer Su for help."

Lin Xiyu was just a shout attracted by the crowd, heard this, can not help but look at Lin Xiyu with strange eyes.

The fashion show, which I won so hard, is not here just now.

A few key words piled together, immediately let people piece together the truth.

Lin Xiyu's face was blue and purple, and his facial features were almost distorted.

Su Meng went straight past her without giving her half an extra look and went back to her side.

A calm self-sustaining, from beginning to end did not fire, and even take the initiative to help competitors.

An angry, angry, as the main person in charge of the fashion show, but disappeared halfway.

A lot of things do not need people to distinguish, which is right and which is wrong, immediately see clearly.

However, the people in the fashion circle are all human beings. Everyone can understand it. They even have a lot of lawsuits and have a lot of discussions in the group. However, Lin Xiyu is still smiling and calls teacher Lin.

But it's not clear how hard you can say it behind your back.

Lin Xiyu looks at Su Meng, who is smiling in the corner backstage. She glances around and looks at her models and staff with ridicule. There is no place to spread her anger.

Finally, he could only curse his assistant designer, "are you a pig? If you can't handle everything by yourself, you have to go to her for help. If you really like her, go to her! "

Then he gave the assistant designer a big push.

The assistant designer was unprepared. He was pushed to the ground and his eyes turned red.

She lowered her head. The heavy bangs in front of her blocked her sight, but her fingers on the ground were hard pulled into fists.

The knuckles of the fist are white enough to see how much strength the master used.

When the clock points to 8, music sounds on the outside stage.

According to the rehearsal arrangement, just wait for the host to finish his two minute introduction, and the fashion show will begin.

Su Meng's clothes are arranged in the first place, while Lin Xiyu's design is the last.

Su Meng is so nervous that her whole body is shaking. She shakes her voice to the models who are in line to dress up and says, "come on, little friend! I just told you that you should remember! We must finish this special show perfectly today

Inspired by Su Meng, the models gathered together, folded their palms together and said, "come on!"

Then they lined up in turn and began to walk to the front stage.

But Su Meng has been following the model side, as before is all told the words.

……

In front of the stage, there are more than 500 audiences and media, which is the largest audience in the two years since the establishment of VG China branch.

Bill sat in his seat, watching the meeting filled with people, and even the media crowded by the door to take photos, laughing his mouth closed.

Even their admission tickets to the fashion show have been sold on the Internet, which can be said to be hard to get.

However, he also knows that today's fashion show will be so grand, not because of their VG company, but because of Shen Yu'an and his son, who are sitting in the best viewing position, and because of Su Meng.

Su Meng is the wife of the richest man in China. Her husband can't be absent from her fashion show.

Shen Yu'an is very popular with the media in China. When he comes, the media will come.

Everyone wants to shoot Shen Yu'an and his wife all day long, and tell the public all kinds of trivialities about them, because the public likes to watch this.

Shen Yu'an casually sat on the chair with his arms on Su Yankai's chair and looked at the feathered stage bored.

This is his first time to participate in a fashion show. If it wasn't for Su Meng who is a fashion designer, he would never have participated in such a fashion show in his whole life.

He prefers code to all kinds of new clothes.

He can do anything with code in his hand.

Thinking like this, while waiting for the fashion show to start, he yawned again.

This yawn happened to be seen by Su Yankai.

The little boy is especially protective of his own mother, but he is very fierce to his father.

Su Yankai hit his leg with a small fist and said in an unhappy tone, "Dad, it's mom's fashion show later. You still yawn! I'm angry, and so is my mother! "

Shen Yu'an looked at his son's effort to keep a straight face and show his anger. He was amused, but he still sat up straight according to his son's intention and took out his usual sitting posture to give the staff a meeting. "It's OK."Su Yankai reluctantly nodded with satisfaction, but still told, "you have to remember, later model sister wearing clothes out, must look carefully."

In his opinion, the clothes designed by his mother, just like his prank program, took a lot of thought and time.

Every time he makes a program, he hopes that everyone who can run into it will show an amazing look.

By analogy, he thinks that the clothes designed by his mother, if they like, must be more clothes on his model sister.

Shen Yu'an listened to his son's silly words. He glanced at the reporter who was sitting behind him and taking pictures of him with the camera. He said with a faint smile, "silly son, you are wrong! Your mother would like to be the only woman I've been looking at. If she knew that I was focusing on other women, she would be angry. "

This one, he is the first reason for the quarrel between male and female friends found on the Internet.

Therefore, he must avoid it.

Su Yankai looked suspiciously at his father sitting next to him. He always thought it was his father's sophistry and said, "really?"

Shen Yu'an said, "it's absolutely true!"

Unexpectedly, the little boy around him took out his mobile phone and began to search directly through the search engine.

Shen Yu'an turned his head and continued to look at the empty stage without saying a word.

After a few minutes, from his side came Su Yankai some unwilling voice, "well, you're right."

Shen Yu'an continued to flicker, "in order to avoid my quarrel with your mother, I can't look at the fashion show in a correct manner, do you think?"

Su Yankai in the end young, but his father this old fox, along with Shen Yu'an's thinking nodded, "seems to be like this."

The next second, Shen Yu'an returned to the previous state of laziness, and this time also pulled Su Yuankai to lean on the back of the chair, "son, you also try, this sitting can be comfortable."

Su Yankai twisted his body and got rid of the shackles of Shen Yu'an, "no, grandma said, if you sit, you must sit upright."

Hearing this, Shen Yu'an frowned slightly.

What his mother taught her children is something. Before that, the child was still lively and smart, thinking about programming every day. How can he feel a bit rigid now.

It's only been a month.

It's a bit irresponsible to leave the child to his mother before.

This idea lingers in Shen Yu'an's head. He thinks that he must have a good chat with Su Meng when he has a chance.