The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 479 - 479 453 Incredible

479: Chapter 453: Incredible 479: Chapter 453: Incredible Yi Mengran and Lin Xiaoxiang exchanged smiles, both finding Shi Qing’er to be quite adorable.

This fashion show by Valentino was more of a small private show than a public event.

The attendees were few and there were no media reporters.

Everyone looked like they were from high society, especially the women.

Since the event was held at a royal venue, the catwalk wasn’t very long, and the audience formed a circle around it.

After sitting down, Lin Xiaoxiang asked Yi Mengran, “This fashion show looks quite exclusive.

Invitations must have been hard to get, right?”

“Smart!” Yi Mengran replied playfully, “I once taught a little princess music, so I managed to get the invitations!”

Upon hearing this, Liu Hun couldn’t help but be impressed.

He realized that Yi Mengran was really making waves in Prague.

No wonder a guy like Steve was pursuing her.

Before the fashion show started, a tall, thin, slightly frail-looking man walked onto the catwalk with a smile.

“Hey!

Why is there a man coming out?

And he looks like a pole,” Shi Qing’er asked, puzzled.

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

All the garments displayed today are his designs.

And… there’s a little surprise!” Yi Mengran hinted, winking playfully at Shi Qing’er.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your presence today.

Today’s fashion show shines brightly because of you,” Mir Han began with some pleasantries before introducing the main point, “Today’s show is a special one.

Everyone attending has a keen appreciation for art.

Therefore, I would like you all to select your favorite piece, write a comment on it, and at the end, I will select ten lucky individuals.

Each winner can bring a companion to visit my design studio and will receive a custom evening gown designed by me!

Thank you, everyone!”

Once Mir Han finished speaking, the audience burst into excited murmurs, the faces of many women gleamed with enthusiasm, all eager to secure a custom design from Mir Han.

They knew that even though one could buy the same item from a store, a custom design would be unique.

Thus, custom designs from famous designers were highly coveted worldwide.

“Wow!

To have a unique evening gown designed by a renowned designer from Valentino, just the thought of it is thrilling,” Lin Xiaoxiang said excitedly.

Despite being a career woman, the love of beauty is inherent in every woman.

However, Shi Qing’er wasn’t as interested in the dresses; she preferred accessories and trinkets.

She had already owned a custom evening gown designed by a Prada designer, so she wasn’t too excited about another gown, though she was curious about what the backstage studio looked like.

“Qing’er, you don’t seem that interested?” Yi Mengran asked Shi Qing’er, as she was usually the most lively among the three women.

“I prefer small things a bit more, plus I already own a custom evening gown from a Prada designer,” Shi Qing’er candidly answered.

“Prada?!” both women exclaimed in unison, knowing Prada to be on par with Valentino in the hearts of European women.

“Yes!” Shi Qing’er mentioned the auction event organized by Liu Hun that she had attended, where she had made quite an impression and even secured the coveted Crystal Shoes.

Both women’s eyes lit up, entranced by Shi Qing’er’s story of her momentous evening at Prada’s anniversary.

The story had its ups and downs that kept them on the edge of their seats.

After listening, Lin Xiaoxiang felt even more determined to make her way into Liu Hun’s circle, while Yi Mengran reassessed this man capable of songwriting and composing.

Soon after, the staff handed out booklets containing various garments to every audience member, along with a pen.

There was a space to write one’s name, and each garment image in the booklet had a blank line beneath it for writing comments.

“I don’t know if I can be chosen; I don’t have much of an eye for these things,” Lin Xiaoxiang said worriedly, although she once served as a CEO in an antique and art company, she still felt insecure about her luxury goods appraisal skills.

Yi Mengran, smiling, reassured her, “No need to worry.

As the saying goes, ‘three cobblers make a Zhuge Liang.’ Are we even less than three cobblers?”

“Oh!

Crap!

What’s with the visa office letting you lot in and wandering around!

Everywhere I go, I see you!

Such a mood killer!” Vincent’s annoying tone and boastful words were unmistakable.

Vincent arrived with a female companion and disdainfully moved his chair a bit farther from Liu Hun and his group.

“How did they get here?

Do they even understand what art is?

Who gave them invitations?!

It’s embarrassing!” Vincent’s companion, Michelle, scorned disgustedly.

“Michelle!

Watch your mouth!

Do you think you are so noble, so talented in art?

Who doesn’t know how you got into school?

Steve told me everything, should I tell everyone about your ‘skills’ in bed?” Yi Mengran retorted ruthlessly to Michelle.

Initially, Steve had shared all these details as a way to impress her, but it had only pushed her further away from him.

“You…

What nonsense are you talking about?

I don’t understand!” Michelle’s face turned red, she no longer dared to be arrogant and sat down grudgingly, holding a grudge against Yi Mengran.

“Tap, tap, tap…”

The lights in the hall suddenly went out and the runway lights came on, as models wearing Mir Han’s designs walked out one by one.

Everyone was mesmerized, attempting to write a good critique from their unique aesthetic perspectives, hoping that Mir Han would select theirs.

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

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

They’re known for their plagiarism and have no appreciation for art.”

“Oh!

You have a point, let’s sit farther from them, I almost forgot there are four **** here, I really don’t know what Steve was thinking, taking an interest in such lowlifes.” Vincent shrugged.

“Hmph!

Don’t get me started on Steve!” Michelle said discontentedly, as she was also one of those who had been cast aside.

Watching the two whisper, Liu Hun wasn’t interested in their conversation and fortunately, Yi Mengran hadn’t heard anything, or who knows what might have happened.

Although Liu Hun wasn’t very familiar with luxury brands, he had sparred with top master designers before and hoped to make his mark in this industry one day.

He chose a grey evening gown speckled with white and wrote down his critique.

Since this fashion show was an abridged version and Mir Han’s main aim was to gather opinions and suggestions from the top market, the garment display segment soon concluded.

“Tap, tap, tap…”

After the lights came back on, Mir Han walked onto the runway with a smile and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you have all provided your insights and evaluations.”

After Mir Han finished speaking, the staff collected everyone’s sketchbooks, placing them all on a table next to Mir Han on the runway.

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

Everyone held their breath, hoping to receive a custom design from the master himself, longing to be the lucky one.

Mir Han flipped through several sketchbooks, frowning at times, sighing at others, and mouthing words without reading anything aloud.

“Oh my God!

Has my sketchbook been flipped through already?

I racked my brains for those terms!

Just like that, ignored?”

“Please don’t skip over mine!

I’ll pay whatever it takes!

I’m fed up with the embarrassment of clashing outfits with those tacky women!

I don’t want to buy those expensive and ugly things at the counters anymore!”

“My heart’s about to stop!

Why aren’t you reading?

Is there not a single one good enough?

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

“…”

Many women couldn’t help but started praying desperately.

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

Oh, this critique is too wonderful!

Who can resist the fantasy of the best years of one’s life?!

Let’s see who this lucky person is…” Mir Han said, flipping to the front of the sketchbook, “Jia…

Qing…

Li!

Oh, is it a beautiful girl from the East?

Let me hug you!”

“Ey, ey, ey!

It’s really me!” Shi Qing’er exclaimed excitedly, jumping up and down.

“Clap, clap, clap…” She embraced Mir Han warmly amidst the envious and resentful applause of the other women.

“Pah!

Inferior people!” Vincent scornfully looked at Shi Qing’er and sneered, feeling deeply humiliated that Shi Qing’er had been chosen first.

Shi Qing’er, who was naturally carefree and not particularly passionate about clothing, had written something casually and to her surprise, it was selected by Mir Han.

Mir Han returned to his seat joyfully, followed by lady after lady spontaneously jumping up in excitement.

For the time being, among Liu Hun and his group, only Shi Qing’er had been selected.

Mir Han held up the last three sketchbooks in his hand.

Since those not chosen were not read out, the crowd hoped they could be among the top three.

“The last three sketchbooks, but there are only two more places left.

If I don’t find any satisfactory,” Mir Han said to everyone, implying that any of the three sketchbooks might still be rejected.