Chapter 342: Jinge iron horse on European dung fork

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But what about CK's finished fashion is light and exquisite, the colors are mostly bright fashion colors, and they are the favorite of men who are engaged in media and design work, and are an expression of their exquisite trend.
How does this fall's new style look like this?
Black high-top brass buckle military boots, with a bottom closure and black trousers made of shiny silk on the top.
The top is more exaggerated. The black fabric design of the long-sleeved non-woven fabric does not have any outstanding features.
However, the shoulders and chest have unique bulletproof vests and combat pockets used by the US Special Police Forces.
The black silk pocket made of the same material as the pants reflects the hard and cold light under the light.
Seeing here, Qin Guan couldn't help but sigh. This is because the New Yorkers haven't let go of their tension.
Also, the lost grief and cruel trauma, even if the bustling city is restored, can not be covered up, the wind and the buzz is still not far away from everyone.
Does it mean that the TIPS plan is officially adopted, or is it required to ban, even ordinary citizens are vacillating?
This country, which loves privacy and democracy the most, has not caused too much backlash for the plan of 1 million ordinary citizens to become whistleblowers in government departments.
The bottom line is still fear. Fear of terrorist attacks and fear of economic decline. After all, those who are being monitored are not native citizens of the United States, are they?
Thinking of Qin Guan here, he could not tolerate any more hesitation, but within a few minutes, he put this dress on his body.
When everyone was in the shooting venue, and when the last interviewer came out, to be honest, the ck staff who had been working with the shaft for 10 hours were not very impatient.
They can't wait to finish today's work, to enjoy the carnival and wine after get off work, but Qin Guan is so fast and slowly stepped into the venue.
It was like a little bean popsicle handed over on a hot summer day. It was not expensive but comfortable, and it seemed to be burning out in my heart. The impetuous flame was relieved by the cold Coke.
I just stood there and couldn’t ignore it.
It is the famous New York fashion photographer Mark who is in charge of high-level fashion photography. He was already tired because of the high-intensity fast shooting of this set of interview photos, but at this time, Qin Guan appeared and gave himself a stimulant.
"Let's move! Let's move! All move, this is the last group of photos, everyone will be able to work when they are done!"
Mark suddenly shouted loudly, waking up the crowd still stunned because of the appearance of Qin Guan. The exhaustion was swept away, and everyone was busy in a hurry.
"QIN, right? You can perform whatever you want, don't worry about us on the sidelines, you can start when you are ready."
The chief designer SAM, who had always been on the sidelines without saying anything, was finally flattening his eyebrows, and he was very dissatisfied with the models recommended by the designer who came over to retest.
Too soft! Too slender!
These are the candidates to look for according to the original CK design style.
But this season's design is different. According to the feedback from the marketing department, most Americans demand the kind of vigorous and unyielding tough guy.
It is the kind of elite clothing that can still be well used in emergencies, and it can allow the wearer to better present the sense of security.
The bags carried by New Yorkers when they go to work are now designed to be one-third larger than they were a year ago, and the built-in pockets are also classified for special purposes.
Emergency flashlights and ropes can all make a fuss in the built-in pocket without affecting the appearance. Then a fashion must also be close to the market. This is the mainstream demand this year.
And now SAM is waiting for the only eye-catching Qin Guan in the re-examination, showing his ability to display photos.
"Okay, I'm ready to go."
Qin Guan didn't waste everyone's time. When his words fell, his temperament changed instantly.
It was no longer the gentleness of standing in the field when he first met. He was calm and relaxed, and his momentum suddenly became fierce.
Jin Ge iron horse, battle in the battlefield, rolling madness, count who is romantic...
A Chinese style that is different from the American style is so subtly dispersed.
An ordinary folding chair, under Qin Guan's body, crossed horses and crossed swords, and the legs were also sitting down. The hands on the knees slightly supported, which also made people feel his fearless power.
Just like the battlefield high platform thousands of years ago, a mighty teenager, a hero, is waving his hands.
In the cold weapon era of China, Europeans wrestling with each other with dung forks, a scene never imagined, not to mention that the short history is equal to the absence of Americans. The people who were on the scene were not Mark’s professionals. Accomplishment is in place, now it should be petrified like the lighting props.
This is not finished yet. Qin Guan got up and took a beautiful rotation of the folding chair under the buttocks and snapped it to the side of the court.
I saw that Qin Guan's long legs lined the thick black pants more tangibly and straightly. The slender fingers that fit in the seams of the pants also contrasted the colors.
The rough, tendon-bottomed military boots, along with Qin Guan's rhythmic steps towards the crowd, rubbed out an exciting drumbeat rhythm.
"Shoot" The military song is loud, the horn is low, the exquisite face is glowing with perseverance, and the thin muscle contours scream, clamoring for the desire to conquer.
"Click, click" The quiet venue only has the sound of flash and shutter, echoing the wave of tough guys.
Mark's excited breath, as Qin Guan's footsteps stopped, finally calmed down.
Continuing this is the retrograde blood flow, the explosion of the brain, that is, the fire that has been recorded in countless Chinese martial arts ancient books has become enchanted.
Qin Guan smiled slightly and smiled at the people in the dark. "Thank you, my presentation is over."
Is this the end? This is what happened, Mark looked at the camera in regret, turned his head and looked at the person in charge of the interview SAM, brother, do you want him to come again.
SAM's face was hidden, and the light was passing by: "Okay, go to the backstage to change clothes, and hand the clothes to the assistant of the stadium."
Qin Guan got accurate information without saying much, and nodded again, after leaving the field.
When Qin Guan left, SAM instantly lost the restraint of the chief designer. Here are the staff who have followed him for many years, so there is no need to dress like a model.
"Quickly! Show me the pictures just now!"
Mark's small eyes flashed with excitement, and he took out the lens belonging to Qin Guan without saying much about SAM. (To be continued.)