Su Mo actually walked the runway?!
Someone who dislikes participating in any commercial activities and is even more reluctant to appear in public would actually take the initiative to participate in such a thing. For a moment, some couldn't help but think of the relationship between Su Mo and iro, or perhaps her relationship with Jiang Jianhuan, the designer of this press conference.
Many people recalled their previous collaboration and seemed to understand something again.
Su Mo probably agreed to help because of their previous collaboration.
That's quite novel.
After a moment of reflection, there was a slight sense of regret. If the press conference had been announced earlier, today's launch event would have been incredibly popular. Su Mo was as low-key as ever.
The reporters and media present didn't care about anything else. After a brief moment of stunned silence, they recognized the male protagonist on stage and started snapping photos incessantly, unable to contain their excitement.
Especially for those junior reporters who originally thought the show wouldn't generate much buzz, they were surprised to see so many celebrities attend, and Su Mo even walked the runway herself – this was definitely big news for the year.
This final moment ignited the atmosphere in the venue, partly due to the stunning menswear collection and partly due to Su Mo. The combined effect kept the high level of excitement going until the end of the show.
Almost immediately after the event ended, the media had already prepared and sent out press releases. However, before that, they all received a 'greeting' from Su Mo's studio, who removed all the high-definition frontal photos and replaced them with several side profile and long-range shots.
It only caused a small fluctuation. Most people were more focused on the show itself. However, since Su Mo is naturally popular, Jiang Jianhuan also benefited and stayed on the trending topics for several hours.
The successful fashion show was the last piece of good news before the Spring Festival. Jiang Jianhuan was also invited to participate in an interview with a fashion magazine, one of the top ten weekly magazines in the industry, with a wide audience.
Generally, only designers of Jiang Yuan's caliber can receive invitations to this event. Jiang Jianhuan entered the public eye because of this personal fashion show, and her distinctive style is unforgettable. Her reputation among celebrities has also been heard of in the industry.
When the magazine interview came out, the headline hailed her as the most anticipated designer of the year.
The magazine also sent a sample copy to Jiang Jianhuan. After she got it back, she casually put it on the coffee table. That evening, she suddenly found Su Mo sitting on the sofa, holding the magazine and reading it.
Jiang Jianhuan recalled the question from that day's interview, felt slightly embarrassed, and immediately reached out to snatch it from him.
"Huh?" Su Mo was caught off guard and startled when she was caught off guard. She looked up at her.
"Don't look!" Jiang Jianhuan clutched the magazine to her chest and prepared to leave.
"It's okay, I've seen enough anyway." Su Mo leaned back on the sofa leisurely, while Jiang Jianhuan's expression stiffened.
Where are you looking?
"Hmm... well, the inspiration for this solo fashion show..."
Jiang Jianhuan immediately let out a wail and covered her face.
During the interview, I don't know what came over me, but when asked about her inspiration, Jiang Jianhuan paused slightly and answered almost without thinking.
"The inspiration came from the day of the first snow. A person was standing in the snow waiting for me. That scene was very moving, so I came up with this theme."
"Oh? Then that person must be very important to you?"
“Yes.” She paused, then added.
"Very important."
Su Mo chuckled, reached out and grabbed her wrist, gently pulling Jiang Jianhuan into her arms, and whispered in her ear.
“You are important to me too.” He paused, then added.
"More important."
Jiang Jianhuan wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in it, while Su Mo hugged her and laughed.
"I'm so happy to see Huan."
The second Spring Festival after returning to China arrived, and the company gave them a long holiday of half a month. Taking a rare break, the two of them hardly went out. They slept until they naturally woke up every day, and after meals, one of them drew in the living room and the other wrote songs in the study.
At noon, if she had time, she would cook; if not, she would order takeout from a nearby restaurant and play with Wangcai for a while. Jiang Jianhuan usually read on the balcony, which was surrounded by fully enclosed glass. There was a recliner on the carpet where she would sleep, covered with a thin blanket.
Every time she saw Su Mo would run in without her noticing, squeeze onto a deck chair with her, and quietly hold her close, embracing each other.
It's fine when things are going well, but when the mood strikes, that's torture.
Jiang Jianhuan's legs went weak after a few moves, and Su Mo refused to go back to her room. Although the glass on the balcony made it impossible to see inside from the outside, it was no different from being outdoors with the view completely unobstructed.
The only psychological comfort was the thin blanket covering them, which shielded them from the boundless spring light.
On the day before the Lunar New Year, it rained a little and the weather was gloomy and cold.
The temperature outside was harsh, but inside it was warm and cozy. It was the middle of the afternoon, and Jiang Jianhuan, having been tormented by Su Mo again, was dozing off in his arms. The two bodies were pressed intimately together under the thin blanket, with various clothes scattered on the beige carpet.
Su Mo answered a phone call, mentioning a time and place, indicating that a friend had invited him. Jiang Jianhuan listened half-heartedly, but from the tone of voice, he could tell that it wasn't Zhou You and the others.
Besides these classmates and friends, Su Mo occasionally had some work-related social engagements, but they were few and far between, and Jiang Jianhuan had never been interested in attending them.
After he hung up the phone, Su Mo told him that she had to go out later because some friends had invited her to dinner. Jiang Jianhuan lazily responded, let go of his hand, rolled over, and rolled out of his arms to the side with the blanket.
Su Mo ruffled her hair and went downstairs to pick up the clothes from the ground.
A rustling sound came from behind her. Su Mo, dressed neatly, remembered something before leaving. She looked at the person nestled in the recliner, walked over, squatted down in front of her, and hesitated.
"Jianhuan, do you want to come with me?"
"No," Jiang Jianhuan answered without hesitation, her eyes closed. She didn't know anyone at his workplace, and she knew she would be stared at. Jiang Jianhuan wasn't interested in this kind of situation.
She had never liked participating in his activities, so her refusal was expected. Su Mo paused, but couldn't help speaking up.
"Su Shan is here this time as well."
Hmm? Su Shan?