The things she could help with backstage finally came to an end. After Luo Chen finally confirmed that Lin Mu's speech was OK, he followed the gorgeously dressed models into the T stage at the front of the auditorium and watched the show director train the proud men and women.
Except for the so-called mysterious guest, all the guests have arrived at the VIP lounge of the auditorium. In half an hour, the audience will arrive one after another, and the show will officially start at 5 p.m.
The last batch of clothes hadn't arrived yet. Luo Chen's hands were sweating. He checked the time every few seconds, but it was like the last few minutes of every exam. Luo Chen always felt that time passed very quickly.
As if being urged to run by something, Secretary Qin's cell phone has been unable to be connected, and he is sweating more and more.
Taking out the tissue, she comforted herself that Secretary Qin is an omnipotent God. She must not lose heart until the last moment. Secretary Qin will take care of the batch of clothes. She must be able to do it. She believes in Secretary Qin and the Almighty God.
However, the thought of Murphy's Law everywhere made her anxious like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth.
Luo Chen looked at the male and female models with sculpted and stern faces in front of him with somewhat empty eyes. He dialed Secretary Qin's phone number again. He was so excited that he got through. When he heard Secretary Qin's slightly panicked voice on the other end of the phone.
, almost bursting into tears, "Secretary Qin, how are your clothes? The time is coming soon."
"I've arrived at the gate of the backstage. Please find someone to help me carry my clothes. The taxi driver is a bitch and won't help me take it in," Secretary Qin said breathlessly.
Luo Chen nodded quickly and ran out without thinking.
Secretary Qin, who usually had her hair combed meticulously, was actually covered in sweat. Her usually wrinkle-free suit became wrinkled, and her hair was stuck to both sides of her face. She looked very embarrassed.
Seeing the embarrassed Secretary Qin who didn't even dare to dream, Luo Chen was startled and didn't take the clothes in her hand. After a while, he laughed heartlessly and smiled.
I cried right away.
The chaos of a morning and half an afternoon gave her the urge to die. She was no better than Secretary Qin in her disgraced appearance, but she couldn't see it herself.
"Come on! Stop laughing, try harder, my arm is about to fall off." Secretary Qin was panting, and his words woke up the dreamer. Luo Chen quickly took the clothes from Secretary Qin's hand with tears, feeling sad.
Endless.
On the way to the backstage, Luo Chen tearfully described to Secretary Qin the chaos backstage, including who and so-and-so stuck a pin in the male model's buttocks, who and so-and-so thought which male model had the best figure, and so-and-so who hit the forehead of the sculpture backstage.
A bag the size of a table tennis ball was swollen, someone stepped on the tender skirt, and someone fell off the T-shaped stage...
Secretary Qin just said a few words, "I walked two kilometers carrying clothes from the airport and changed transportation four times."
Luo Chen immediately shut her mouth obediently. She felt that she was actually very relaxed today, really.
Everything is based on comparison.
Putting down her clothes, Luo Chen just took a breath when she heard the high-pitched voice of the woman at the front desk. She couldn't help but tremble. The woman spoke in French, which she couldn't understand, but just hearing the tone made people shudder.
She walked up to Secretary Qin and asked her, "What did she just say?"
Secretary Qin smiled slightly, changed his tone, and translated to her in a eloquent voice, "She said, are you constipated? You haven't been to the toilet for a few days, right? What is noble? Don't you understand?"
Luo Chen's mouth twitched, he coughed hard, adjusted his facial muscles, and asked Secretary Qin expressionlessly: "Am I noble now?"
Secretary Qin smiled calmly, "Congratulations, at least you are not constipated." Luo Chen was satisfied as soon as he heard this. Just when he wanted to praise Secretary Qin for his vision, Secretary Qin said to her contemptuously, "You are suffering from diarrhea and collapse."
expression".
Luo Chen was hit and turned around angrily. Pia bumped into the sculpture behind her. The sound was so loud that she grinned in pain.
"Does it hurt?" A deep and powerful male voice came, and Luo Chen said subconsciously: "Nonsense, try hitting it."
But when she saw the owner of the voice clearly, her tongue immediately seemed to be bitten short by something, and she made two ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, but she didn't say anything out loud.
Lin Mu wore a black slim-fitting suit today, which Luo Chen had just brought back for him from Kowloon yesterday. In order to match today's occasion, he couldn't bear it anymore and put on light makeup. His deep outlines looked a bit like those in a wax museum.
The exquisite dummies on display have clear outlines and dignified looks.
She giggled awkwardly at Lin Mu in an embarrassed and sarcastic manner, which made Lin Mu find it particularly funny.
But since he was used to being serious, Lin Mu didn't know how to tease her, and he was really not good at making things difficult for someone, so he just asked with a slight smile, "Are you all ready?"
"Yes." Luo Chen nodded vigorously, "Thanks to Secretary Qin, Mr. Lin, why did you come to the backstage in person?"
"Let me see how your preparations are," Lin Mu said with a smile. His peach blossom eyes looked at the somewhat gray-faced Luo Chen and the embarrassed-looking Secretary Qin with tenderness. His usual cold temperament was somewhat neutralized.
Apart from the panic backstage, this scene is really eye-catching, what a handsome guy.
Secretary Qin could clearly feel the changes in Lin Mu after she came back from the hospital, but she still couldn't believe it when she saw the way Luo Chen and he got along with her own eyes.
During the few years she had been with Lin Mu, she had always had the impression that he was reticent to talk, serious and aloof. Except when facing his family, she had never seen such an easy-going side of him.
Luo Chen handed the revised speech to Lin Mu. He said thank you for your hard work to everyone, then turned and walked out of the backstage. There were still a large number of people in the lounge on the second floor that he needed to deal with.
At 3:55 in the afternoon, the models and show directors at the front stage and catwalk of the auditorium returned to the backstage. The entire backstage seemed chaotic and crowded again. The show director was still using her high-pitched French to correct the postures, expressions and demeanor of the models.
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Starting at four o'clock, the audience began to enter the venue one after another, and by four fifty-five there was already a buzz of people outside.
The guests also began to take their seats one after another. Only the seat in the middle was still empty. Luo Chen knew that it was the legendary mysterious guest seat that was showing off.
The five o'clock show officially begins.
The first guest to speak was the host of today's show, Lin Mu, the president of Lin Enterprises.
Luo Chen looked at the god-like Lin Mu like an idiot and asked Secretary Qin, "Commander Lin?"
Secretary Qin's voice was drowned in the roar of people.
Following the commotion coming from the door, Luo Chen saw a gorgeously dressed, elegant and dignified woman sitting at the guest table like a star holding the moon.