The stage setting was a forest theme, with large areas of greenery and artificial white mist swirling around, making her look stunning as she walked through it. In this match, Chi Lan scored almost the same as Wen Sha.
You Yan was the last to appear. Jiang Jianhuan didn't know if it was the director's arrangement or just luck, but she was more inclined to believe it was the former.
Whether for the sake of the show's effect or otherwise, the most eye-catching and stunning performances are usually reserved for the grand finale.
The first six people have finished walking the runway, and we're waiting for the last one to come out.
The stage lights went out, plunging the area into darkness. First, a melodious, classical, and mysterious piece of music played, and then the first light in the center came on.
You Yan made her appearance, appearing in everyone's sight.
She stood on two red silk ribbons, holding one in each hand, her posture casual and light. Her eyes were full of naivety and innocence. Her body swayed gently with the red ribbons, her feet hidden by the long, colorful skirt. The colorful gauze, with nowhere to go, floated down and landed in mid-air.
The thin shawls around her arms, like colorful ribbons, swayed in the air with the arc of her body's movement, fluttering and encircling her.
Like swinging on a swing, You Yan descended slowly from the sky on a red silk ribbon. The moment she touched the ground, her face showed a mixture of curiosity and bewilderment, like a mischievous little fairy who had just stolen down to earth, charming and beautiful, yet full of a beauty that was out of place in the mortal world.
A collective gasp seemed to rise from below. It wasn't until all the stage lights came on and You Yan's performance ended that everyone snapped out of their daze, erupting in thunderous applause, accompanied by unrestrained praise and amazement.
"It's so beautiful."
"She's like a fairy descended from heaven!"
"This is a true fairy!"
You Yan's performance received the highest score and trended on Weibo that night. iro took the opportunity to post a Weibo post with the topic, tagging both Jiang Jianhuan and You Yan, stating that the dress was designed by iro's brand designer Jiang Jianhuan and that a similar dress would be released soon.
The Weibo post was immediately flooded with comments from fans, who said they had their money ready and were just waiting for the dress to be released. Many people were also curious about whether the dress would be inconvenient to wear every day, or whether it was exactly the same style as the one worn by You Yan on the show.
The official Weibo account responded below.
The skirt is exactly the same and will not be changed in any way. The shawl will be given as an accessory and you can choose whether to wear it.
This reply was met with another wave of exclamations of "ahhhhhh!", and Jiang Jianhuan's Weibo account, which she hadn't been registered for long, gained nearly 10,000 followers, and her private messages were flooded with messages.
Seeing the red notification display showing 999+, she experienced the feeling of becoming famous for the first time.
Chapter 51
You Yan has always been a top influencer in selling products. Her airport outfits often sell out quickly, and she has a high level of popularity. Even the slightest thing she does can make her a trending topic because the show she's on has gained a lot of attention.
Jiang Jianhuan has been having a rough few days because You Yan actually retweeted the Weibo post that iro tagged the two of them, along with a caption.
[This young lady is not only beautiful in her clothes, but also in person! Looking forward to the next few collaborations. [heart]]
Jiang Jianhuan:
Seeing the page she had painstakingly cleaned up covered in red again, she felt heavy-hearted, but still opened the comments section under You Yan's Weibo post, carefully considered her words, and replied with a single sentence.
Thank you, Teacher Yanyan! [Grateful][Heart][Heart][Heart]
You Yan did not reply to her.
Jiang Jianhuan breathed a slight sigh of relief, staring blankly at her phone screen, somewhat puzzled by her intentions. Su Mo, on the other hand, walked over with some confusion and asked.
"You've started a Weibo account?"
"Yes, the production team said they need to apply for one."
"Oh." Su Mo nodded, looking down at her phone. Then Jiang Jianhuan's screen lit up, showing a new follower.
She clicked on it and found a prominent influencer in her list, whose follower count was thousands of times greater than hers.
"Why are you paying attention to me!" Jiang Jianhuan had been on tenterhooks lately, and any slight disturbance would greatly agitate her, let alone now that she was involved with Su Mo.
"Can't I?" Su Mo looked innocent in the face of her question, and Jiang Jianhuan couldn't help but rush over, hug his head, and shake it hard.
"Of course not! Don't you know your every move is under the watchful eyes of your fans?! Following me like this will get me exposed!"
Jiang Jianhuan was terrified. Just from the last design collaboration with Su Mo, she was interrogated repeatedly by Zhao Zhao for merely having the tiny, insignificant designer's name on the poster.
Only after she confidently assured her that she had only obtained Su Mo's data and had not had any contact with him did she stop questioning him with great disappointment. Before she gave up, she still asked if she could tell her Su Mo's measurements.
Jiang Jianhuan: ""
"Isn't it all on Baidu?"
"Oh dear, how can you trust celebrity encyclopedia entries! Or... is Su Mo's data the same as what's online???"
"...I don't know. I haven't paid attention to it."
"You really don't deserve to be my friend!" Zhao Zhao said angrily, hanging up the phone.
Listening to the voice on the other end, Jiang Jianhuan felt a little guilty. She was also considering whether to tell Zhao Zhao the truth, but...
"Never mind." She shook her head abruptly, feeling a lingering fear.
If Zhao Zhao really finds out, I guess I'll never have a peaceful day again.
Su Mo tidied her messed-up hair, wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her onto her lap, then lowered her head and bit her collarbone.
"Don't be nervous. I've worked with your company before, no one will overthink it."
Jiang Jianhuan looked at him quietly, thinking to herself.
That's because you don't know she has a friend who's a die-hard fan of yours.
As if on cue, Jiang Jianhuan's phone on the table started vibrating. It was a video call from Zhao Zhao. Jiang Jianhuan panicked, her hand trembled, and the phone fell to the ground with a thud.
"Why are you so nervous?" Su Mo bent down to pick it up for her. Jiang Jianhuan tried to break free from his lap, but Su Mo tightened his grip on her waist, leaving her speechless with frustration.
"What are you doing?!"