Chapter 451: Carlo's International Fashion Gala Invitation

Chapter 451 Carlo’s invitation to the International Fashion Festival

Hearing several exclamations from the entrance to the backstage, Yun Chan handed the disposable paper cup in his hand to Jiang Lingxi, who had helped her a lot today, and then turned to look over.

At this sight, he couldn't help but be startled, and quickly raised his feet to meet him.

“Mr. Carlo, why are you here?”

Caro looked past her to Jiang Lingxi, who was sitting in front of the makeup mirror drinking water.

Even in this noisy and busy backstage, that figure is still calm, calm, and dignified.

Even if someone is passing by, you will subconsciously step lightly when you walk to that area, for fear of disturbing that person.

 Caro was reluctant to move his eyes away.

 In his country, the royal family still exists.

  But as time goes by, as the power in their hands gradually falls away, those noble members of the royal family have long lost the momentum that their ancestors had thousands of years ago, and now they have become like mascots.

 People will still bow to them when they meet them, but they are just following the etiquette handed down from ancient times to the present.

Rather than saluting the person, they were paying respect to the royal status the person held.

With his current status and reputation, he has met quite a few people in the royal family. He has even designed many tailor-made dresses for the current Queen, Princes, and princesses to attend major occasions.

The court etiquette of these people is impeccable, but even when they are face to face, he has never felt the dignity that seems to have been engraved in his bones.

Even though he is wearing rags, he still has an awe-inspiring aura that cannot be blasphemed in the slightest.

That is a superb aura that cannot be brought out by any gorgeous clothes.

 Until today, and just now, he discovered that it was not that there were no people with this aura in the world, but that he had never had the chance to see them before.

 “I want to have a few words with Miss Jiang alone.”

 Yun Chan had already guessed the purpose of Mr. Carlo's backstage from the direction he was looking at.

There was no surprise on his face when he heard what he said, and he didn't ask any questions. He just made a "please" gesture sideways, "Mr. Carlo, please."

Caro nodded towards her, took two steps forward with a cane, and then suddenly stopped.

Yun Chan was stunned when he saw this. Before he could speak, he saw the old man turning around and walking to the makeup mirror on the side. He first smoothed down the few gray hair that had been blown into pieces by the wind at the show, and then After adjusting the lapel chain on the chest and the silk scarf in the pocket, he finally put down the crutch and tidied the cuffs and upper cuffs, then picked up the crutch again, turned around and continued walking in the direction where Jiang Lingxi was sitting.

Yun Chan: “…”

She was so shocked by the old man's serious attitude that she didn't know whether to follow him or not.

Yunping quietly walked up to Yun Chan, followed his sister's gaze, and asked in a low voice: "Why did Mr. Carlo come backstage?"

 “See Lingxi.”

Yun Ping couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and boldly speculated, "Ling Xi's performance at the show just now was really amazing. Does this old man also have a crush on her? If true, it would definitely be a good thing for Ling Xi. ”

Yun Chan nodded slightly in agreement.

 At the same time, he silently added in his mind: I'm afraid there's more.

 The scene of the old man solemnly arranging his hair style and clothes in front of the makeup mirror just now still stayed in her mind.

 It’s almost like preparing to go to an audience!

As the two of them were talking, they saw that Mr. Carlo had walked to Jiang Lingxi’s right hand side, about one meter away, and stopped.

Jiang Lingxi also put down the empty paper cup in her hand and turned to look at him. I saw this old man holding a cane in his left hand, raising his right hand and placing it on his heart, with his fingers slightly clasped, and there was no perfunctory or wrong etiquette standard, "Ms. Jiang."

The two Yun sisters who also saw this gift not far away took a deep breath in unison.

“Sister, you have been around the world longer than me. What does this etiquette mean?”

"I..." Yun Chan paused for a moment before replying in a low voice, "I once attended a high-level international banquet, the kind that even princes and princesses from some imperial countries would attend. I have seen something similar. But Not sure if it’s the same one.”

 Jiang Lingxi had already stood up.

Although she didn’t understand what this etiquette meant, she could feel Mr. Carlo’s attitude at the moment.

  Different from the way the elders looked at the younger generations in the show stands, it was the look down upon the lower ones from the superiors.

 But now there is more respect, and the eyes are level.

 “Mr. Carlo, are you looking for me?”

“Yes, I came to say a few words to you. I hope I won’t disturb your rest.”

  Seeing that the girl in front of him was not flattered at all, she calmly accepted his sudden visit, and she still responded to it calmly, neither humble nor arrogant. Carlo smiled broadly, and he had indeed seen the right person.

“I just walked around the catwalk, I’m not tired at all.” Jiang Lingxi moved a chair from the side with one hand, “Please sit down.”

 When Carlo sat down, she sat down again and waited quietly for the old man in front of her to speak.

Carlo rarely considered what he was going to say, and then he slowly spoke: "I have been studying the culture of your country in the past few years. The more I study, the more fascinated I become. This is why I accepted Yun Chan's invitation to come here this time. The reason for watching the show. Three years ago, I saw an incomplete dragon robe in a museum. At that moment, I felt that the dragon robe had a soul and gave me a wonderful inspiration. With this inspiration, I designed a piece of clothing that is the pinnacle of my life.”

Jiang Lingxi listened carefully and looked at the enthusiasm on the face of Mr. Carlo, "Congratulations."

"Thank you," Carlo said, "but I have never been able to find someone who can show it perfectly. After all, clothes are just clothes, and they are only complete when worn on the right person."

 Jiang Lingxi already had some guesses after hearing this.

 After all, after all, you can’t just come to her to share your design process.

“Until I saw you on the runway. Miss Jiang, the aura you showed on the runway perfectly matched the person I imagined.”

“I would like to formally invite you to attend the International Fashion Ceremony in one month as my honored guest. I just wonder if Ms. Jiang has time?”

Jiang Lingxi narrowed her eyes slightly.

 She still remembered this international fashion celebration, after all, it had not been long ago.

 It seems that Jing Huai’s manager Li Yuwen once promised that if she can help Jing Huai appear in "Heritage", she will give her a guest female companion at an international fashion festival.

It was just that she flatly rejected him, and Tong Yue felt sorry for it.

 Unexpectedly, things have taken a turn for the worse now.

If Tong Yue knew, she would be very happy, and even if she doesn't have time, she would be able to reschedule her time.

Furthermore, she remembered that Chongyin and Meishuiqing’s base camp was also the place where the grand ceremony was held.

Maybe we can take this opportunity to go and meet him for a while.

"My pleasure!"

 (End of this chapter)