There were still two hours before the opening, and the atmosphere in the backcourt suddenly became solemn, and it was not enough to temporarily transfer twenty staff members.

Smith is checking the situation of each supermodel according to the order of entry. Although the air conditioning is very high, a layer of sweat is still appearing on his forehead.

Qu Xitang was exaggerated by this busy atmosphere and followed Smith to do something within his ability.

She quickly got started and helped the two designers handle the details of the supermodel's clothes, which attracted many praises.

"Not good, Mr. Smith, the cellist was accidentally knocked down by the staff when he went downstairs. He twisted his wrist and might not be able to perform on stage..."

Smith's assistant trotted over in a hurry.

"How could it be?" Smith frowned and his face suddenly collapsed.

Today's show opening song is cello solo, followed by piano solo by famous singers from N countries, and modeling to walk on the catwalk background music.

If something goes wrong with the opening, it will affect the effect of the next stop, thus affecting the normal catwalk.

“Prepare the alternative cellist.”

Smith likes to prepare for both hands and is quite calm, so he asks his assistant to inform the replacement of the backcourt lounge.

The assistant hesitated and his face was pale, as if his feet had roots growing on the ground.

"Why are you still standing there? Go!" At this time when every minute and second, Smith's reaction made Smith very upset.

The assistant stared at Smith for a while, trembling lips and said: "Movaske felt that it was a replacement who deliberately arranged to frame her and could not play. He quarreled with Mona in the lounge."

"During the dispute... Mona's head hit the corner of the wall and was sent to the hospital..."

There are many "accidents" like the on-the-spot performance. Although the suspicion of replacement is indeed the greatest, there are very few people who directly find the suspect and pull the person.

"What?! Where can I find professional cellist now?!"

Smith's face was ashes, and he hit the table hard with a hammer.

The other staff and designers present who heard their conversation stopped their work, their blank eyes mixed with anxiety, and the entire backstage became quiet in an instant.

"What should we do then? The temporary song opening?"

I don’t know who spoke first, but everyone was thinking about solutions, but they were all anxious and helpless.

Everyone knows how many designers and models this fashion show is, and it also includes two countries...

Just as everyone was worried, a cold voice sounded.

"If you don't mind, you can let me see the music."

"You can play the cello?" Smith turned his head and looked at Qu Xitang who raised his hand to speak, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"I studied for a while when I was in college. Now I still have some time, why not let me see the music score?"

Everyone's hopeful eyes were focused on Qu Xitang. Hearing that she had only learned for a while, she showed a disappointed expression on her face.

"What is this place?! The opening is not something you can play by just learning a few songs. The replacement cellist was the leader of the international competition last year!"

The assistant only met Qu Xitang today and didn't know her identity.

Seeing her busy with Smith, she thought she was a backstage staff member and was crazy about being in the limelight. She sneered disdainfully and rolled her eyes.

"Miss, don't make trouble for us anymore!"

He hates such people who are overestimating themselves the most.

"Mrt, go and get the cello in my car and the music score that will open today, so let Miss Qu give it a try."

Smith met Qu Xitang's clear eyes, nodded as if he had made up his mind, and turned around and asked the assistant to get the things to the backstage.

"Mr. Smith, that cello is a dress designed by the Queen of N Kingdoms for thanking you. I will give you a royal instrument for her?"

The assistant was anxious, "How did she open the show with a fashion show?"

"Let her try it, and if it doesn't work, then think about something else."

Smith frowned, feeling a little impatient, and his unhappy tone made several other staff members who wanted to agree to the statement.

I don’t know where this little girl got her luck, but she actually got the blue eyes of Mr. Smith.

The assistant hung up the unhappiness on his face, carefully carried the cello to the backstage with another assistant, and placed it in front of Qu Xitang.

He rudely stuffed the music score into Qu Xitang's hand, crossed his chest and glanced at Smith who was busy, and lowered his voice and spoke:

"Okay, look at it and try it first. If it is not ideal, you should know what to do!"

The brown cello string bow is elegantly like a bright moon, quietly like a dazzling pearl in a shell under the white light, and the patterns on the piano are complicated but not dizzy.

Qu Xitang tried the test sound, which reminded people of the most beloved little princess in the castle, dancing gracefully in gorgeous clothes.

"Good piano." Qu Xitang reached out and touched the piano body without hiding his praise.

When the assistant saw her look like she had never seen the world, she was very despised. "I know it's a good piano, just put it lighter and don't touch it!"

Qu Xitang frowned slightly, then opened the music score with a normal expression and took a look, slowly pulling the strings in front of everyone.

At the beginning, everyone was busy with their own affairs. In an instant, everyone stopped their hands and looked at Qu Xitang in the corner.

At the end of the song, the audience fell into silence, and then the cheers burst out from the assistant.

"Great! This is the most touching song I've ever heard!"

"Miss Qu, I apologize for my previous abruptness."

The assistant was a person who knew the truth and was right and wrong, so he immediately stood up.

"Miss Qu, I didn't expect you to play the cello so well." Smith's smile almost grinned to his ears.

He was full of excitement in his eyes, so he hurriedly asked the makeup artist and the clothing team to dress up Qu Xitang, "Let's see you in half an hour."

"Yes." Qu Xitang raised a light smile on her lips.

Audience seat

An oil tycoon who had originally turned down this fashion week, I heard from somewhere that Qi Mohan was also coming to the fashion show. He spent a lot of effort and a lot of money sitting next to Qi Mohan, constantly looking for topics to talk to him.

But this man was like a cold stone, lowering his head to modify the documents in his hand, and he was too lazy to raise his head.

His deaf ears to the outside world made the oil tycoon wonder if he was visiting the fashion show.

A rough person like him can't understand those messy designs, so he came here to see the supermodel who is so hot that he can't catch people.

But Qi Mohan...

He turned his head and looked at the man's delicate face... Such a person must be surrounded by beautiful women, not short of money or women. What exactly can attract him during fashion week?

Just as he was thinking, the spotlight on the stage lit up, the oil tycoon looked up, and his eyes were instantly replaced by surprise.

The spotlights above the head are all concentrated in the center of the stage. The long, slightly curly hair like seaweed falls on the waist, and the crystal crown between the forehead is wrapped around the hair, adorned with countless small flowers made of diamonds.

It shines like a sparkling sea.

The woman's affectionate eyes could not be seen at first glance, her eyebrows were slightly frowning and her cheeks were light pink.

The black long skirt gathered a layer of tulle under the light, like layers of progressive sea surface, making the skin look crystal white and almost transparent.

She has an outstanding temperament and a fairy spirit. The tycoon who has seen countless beauties can't help but speak: "This girl should only be...uh...uh."

The one who came later couldn't say that in order to hide his culture, he lowered his head flatteringly and said, "Mr. Qi, don't you take a look?"
Chapter completed!