The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 473 - 473 447 Making

473: Chapter 447: Making 473: Chapter 447: Making Yi Mengran and Lin Xiaoxiang exchanged smiles, both finding Shi Qing’er to be quite an adorable person.

Valentino’s fashion show this time was less a formal release event and more a small, private fashion show.

The attendees weren’t plentiful, and there weren’t any media journalists present.

Moreover, everyone appeared to be from high society, especially the women.

Due to the need to accommodate the royal architecture, the runway wasn’t very long, and the audience was seated in a circle around it.

After the four of them sat down, Lin Xiaoxiang turned to Yi Mengran and asked, “This fashion show looks quite small-scale.

The invitation must have been difficult to get, right?”

“Smart!” Yi Mengran replied playfully with a smile.

“Previously, I taught a little princess music, so that’s how I managed to get this invitation!”

Upon hearing this, Liu Huyi couldn’t help but admire her, no wonder that Steve guy was pursuing her.

Before the fashion show began, a tall and skinny man who seemed somewhat frail walked onto the runway with a smile.

“Eh!

Why is there a man coming out, and he looks like a bamboo pole?” Shi Qing’er asked, puzzled.

Yi Mengran chuckled and said, “That’s Valentino’s up-and-coming designer Mir Han.

The outfits on display today are all designed by him.

And…

there’s also a little surprise!” Yi Mengran said, winking playfully at Shi Qing’er.

“Ladies and gentlemen!

Thank you for your presence today.

Today’s fashion show is dazzling because of you…” After Mir Han had delivered some courteous remarks, he got to the main point.

“Today’s fashion show is a special one.

Everyone here has a strong ability for art appreciation, so I’d like to invite you to select your most admired works, and leave your comments on them.

In the end, I will select ten lucky individuals who can visit my design studio with a companion and will receive a custom-designed evening gown as a gift!

Thank you, everyone!”

As soon as Mir Han finished speaking, the entire room gasped in awe, and all the faces brimmed with joy, especially many of the women who were eager to get a custom design from Mir Han.

They knew that items purchased from stores would definitely have duplicates, but a custom design would never have a second piece!

Thus, famous designers’ custom creations were coveted worldwide.

“Wow!

To have a unique evening gown of one’s own, and personally designed by a famous Valentino designer!

Just thinking about it makes me happy,” Lin Xiaoxiang said excitedly.

Although she was a career-oriented woman, the love of beauty was natural for every woman.

Shi Qing’er, on the other hand, wasn’t so keen on these clothes.

She preferred jewelry and trinkets and, since she already owned a Prada designer tailored evening gown, she wasn’t overly excited, but she was quite curious about what the backstage studio looked like.

“Qing’er, why don’t you seem enthused?” Yi Mengran asked Shi Qing’er, the most lively of the three women.

“I prefer little trinkets, and I already have a Prada designer’s custom evening gown,” Shi Qing’er candidly replied.

“Prada?!” the two women exclaimed in unison, knowing that Prada, as one of Europe’s top luxury brands, held a place in women’s hearts on par with Valentino.

“Yes!” Shi Qing’er proceeded to tell Yi Mengran and Lin Xiaoxiang about the auction event Liu Huyi had participated in.

The two women listened with stars in their eyes, astonished that Shi Qing’er had made such a splash at the Prada anniversary celebration, and even acquired the coveted Crystal Shoes the details of the story made them even more engrossed.

After hearing the story, Lin Xiaoxiang became even more determined to join Liu Hun’s harem, while Yi Mengran began to see the man capable of composing songs in a new light.

Staff members quickly distributed booklets featuring a variety of outfits to each audience member, along with a pen for everyone.

There was a place to fill in a name on the booklet, and underneath each outfit printed in the booklet was a blank line for the audience to write their comments.

“I don’t even know if I’ll be selected, my taste really lacks appreciation,” Lin Xiaoxiang said with some concern.

She had once been the president of an antique and art company, but she still lacked confidence when it came to appraising luxury goods.

Yi Mengran smiled and replied, “There’s nothing to worry about.

As the saying goes, three cobblers make a Zhuge Liang.

Are we even worse than cobblers?”

“Oh!

Four lumps of crap!

What in the world is up with the visa office, allowing you pieces of crap to come in and wander around everywhere?

It’s disheartening to see you wherever I go!” Vincent’s irritating tone and brash words were recognizable without even looking.

Vincent sat down with a female companion, moving his chair farther away from Liu Hun and the others with a look of disgust.

“How did they get in too?

Do they even understand what ‘art’ is?

Who gave them the invitation?!

This is embarrassing!” Vincent’s female companion, Mitchell, also looked disdainfully at the group.

“Mitchell!

Watch your mouth!

Do you think you’re so noble or artistically gifted?

Who doesn’t know how you got into school?

Steve told me everything, would you like me to tell everyone about your ‘skills’ in bed?” Yi Mengran said unabashedly to Mitchell, recalling how Steve, in his pursuit of her, had boasted all his secrets as conversation fodder, only to drive her further away.

“You…

I don’t understand your gibberish!” Mitchell flushed, no longer daring to be arrogant and holding a grudge against Yi Mengran as she sullenly took her seat.

“Da da da…”

The lights in the hall suddenly went out, and the catwalk was illuminated as models wearing Mir Han’s designs walked out one by one.

Everyone was spellbound, eager to write favorable critiques from their unique perspectives, in hopes of being selected by Mir Han.

“Mitchell, what do you think about this one?” Vincent asked his girlfriend.

Mitchell quickly covered her sketchbook and said, “Be careful, dear, don’t let those lowlifes see.

I knew from the start their greatest skill is plagiarism and copying, they have no appreciation for art whatsoever.”

“Oh!

You’re spot-on.

We’re sitting too close to them; I actually forgot there are four ******* here.

I have no idea what Steve was thinking to be interested in such lowly people.” Vincent shrugged his shoulders and said.

“Hmph!

Don’t talk to me about Steve!” Mitchell said with discontent.

She, too, was once among those discarded.

Watching the two of them mutter away, Liu Hun had no interest in what they were saying.

It was just as well that Yi Mengran hadn’t heard them, or else who knows what might have happened.

Although Liu Hun didn’t know much about luxury brands, he had sparred with top masters after all.

He also wished to make some achievements in this industry, so he selected a gray gown with white spots and wrote down his comments.

Since this fashion show was an abridged version, and Mir Han’s greater purpose was to understand the top-market opinions and suggestions, the garment presentation soon came to an end.

“Da da da…”

When the lights came back on, Mir Han walked onto the catwalk with a smile and said to the audience, “Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you’ve given your insights and critiques.”

After Mir Han finished, the staff collected all the sketchbooks from everyone’s hands and placed them on a table next to Mir Han on the catwalk.

Mir Han smiled as he picked up the first sketchbook and said, “If you’re the lucky one, I’ll read out your comments!”

The entire hall held its breath, yearning for the master’s personally designed piece, hoping that they would be the chosen one.

Mir Han flipped through several sketchbooks, frowning, sighing, and mouthing words but not reading any aloud.

“Oh my God!

Has my sketchbook already been flipped through?

I racked my brains for those phrases!

To be overlooked just like that?”

“It must not skip me!

It must not!

I’m willing to spend any amount of money!

I’ve had enough of the embarrassment of clashing outfits with those vulgar women!

I never want to buy those expensive and ugly things from the retail stores again!”

“My heart is about to stop!

Why hasn’t it been read out yet?

Is there not a single one that stands out?

I was hoping to wear a custom-made gown to the Royal banquet tomorrow!”

“…”

The many women could no longer contain themselves and began to pray and plead.

Just as everyone was eagerly anticipating, Mir Han finally read out the first critique from a sketchbook, “It’s like a dream I had when I was eighteen!

Oh!

This critique is too wonderful!

Who could resist the fantasy of the most beautiful years of life?!

Let’s see who this lucky person is…” Mir Han said as he flipped to the front of the sketchbook and read, “Jia…

Qing…

Li!

Oh!

Is it a beautiful girl from the East?

Let me embrace you!”

“Eh!

Eh!

Eh!

It’s really me!” Shi Qing’er reacted with a delayed excitement and joyfully jumped up.

“Clap clap clap…” Amidst the envious and resentful applause from the group of women, she hugged Mir Han with warmth and passion.

“Pah!

Inferior people!” Vincent sneered at Shi Qing’er and others, and disdainfully cursed.

The fact that Shi Qing’er was the first selected brought him a deep sense of humiliation.

Shi Qing’er, who was naturally easygoing and indifferent to fashion, casually wrote down her comments without expecting Mir Han would actually favor them.

Mir Han, pleased, returned to his seat, and one after another, ladies lost their composure in excitement and started jumping up.

So far, only Shi Qing’er from Liu Hun’s group had been selected.

Mir Han held the last three sketchbooks in his hands.

Since those not chosen were not read out, everyone on the scene hoped they would be one of the final three.

“The last three sketchbooks, and only two spots left.

If I don’t find satisfaction, then…

it’s okay not to fill all ten spots,” Mir Han said to the audience, indicating that all three sketchbooks might be rejected.