Chapter 196
This plot.
It was basically about the protagonist group and the villains having a car chase on the streets.
It sounds simple, but it is extremely difficult to film.
In order to pursue texture, the entire plot was filmed on location.
Not only the actors, but even the photographer needed to sit in the sports car.
Chasing and filming the whole time.
For such an exciting situation, some people wouldn't even dare to sit in it, let alone film!
"I can give it a try."
After reading it, Qin Mu nodded.
It was indeed quite challenging.
"That's great!"
James Wan was pleasantly surprised.
"Then let's set it for three days from now!"
"As for the contract, can we come and sign it that morning?"
He said hurriedly.
Because the film crew was in a place quite far away, it was definitely too late for today.
Plus, there was the Milan Fashion Week matter to attend to in the next "eight hundred" two days.
He thought he wouldn't disturb him.
"No problem."
Qin Mu smiled.
After the meal, James Wan and the other left.
As it happened, the people from Oriental Huali had also finished eating.
So he followed everyone back to the hotel.
Two days passed in a flash.
During this time, Qin Mu also followed the models to the venue to take a look around twice.
He was already quite familiar with the layout and decorations.
Today was the day of the official event!
Seven o'clock in the morning.
Qin Mu got on the film crew's special car and arrived at the Milan International Exhibition Center.
At this time, it was truly a sea of people outside.
Looking out, it was definitely packed with heads, dense and numerous.
And outside the exhibition hall, there was a red carpet walkway.
Countless internet celebrities and stars were taking photos there.
Qin Mu even saw a few second or third-rate small stars from China.
They were posing and preening, wishing that the focus of the entire venue was on them.
But the photographers nearby turned a deaf ear to them.
This scene must be what 'carpet-crashing' is.
Smiling, Qin Mu followed the staff inside.
At this time, the hall was also overcrowded.
There were international big stars, well-known big directors, and big company bosses.
Everyone was chatting and laughing, quite lively.
And the decorations all around could be said to have pushed luxury to the extreme.
Pearls, jade, diamonds, gemstones, etc.
Were embedded in the walls, one side after another.
On the display stands, expensive luxury goods were also placed, embellishing the class of the moment.
Qin Mu pushed through the crowd and arrived at the Chinese photography zone.
Here, besides Wang Decheng and Li Lang, there were two other photographers who were middle-aged men.
"Brother Qin, you're here!"
Wang Decheng and the other greeted him warmly.
The other two couldn't help but have their expressions shift upon hearing this.
This is that legendary Brother Qin?
They glanced at Qin Mu, then looked at the smiling Wang Decheng and his companion.
They immediately confirmed in their hearts.
It is!
Immediately after, they hurried over to greet him.
Chatting with this legendary figure, even if they couldn't befriend him, just basking in his reflected glory would be good!
After a round of extremely enthusiastic pleasantries.
Qin Mu began to set up his machine, and after finding the spot he had decided on last time, he shifted the angle slightly.
Taking the situation of the entire venue into the lens.
After finishing.
Qin Mu looked around and saw that all the photography zones were filled with people.
Even the corners, edges, and doorways were surrounded by piles of photographers.
'Truly lively.'
Just the photographers alone numbered over two hundred, plus the thousand invited guests, and over a hundred service staff.
There were a lot of people!
And this was only counting those inside the venue.
Outside the venue, thousands of people were waiting expectantly; they didn't have invitation letters and could only feel the atmosphere from the outside.
The time reached eight-thirty.
There was still half an hour until the start.
The invited guests took their seats one after another.
Everyone began to control their volume, only whispering to each other.
Eight forty-five.
The lights began to warm up.
Two hosts walked onto the stage.
They were both quite famous internationally; one was a talk show host from the UK, and one was a variety show host from the US.
"Welcome everyone to the 24th Milan Fashion Week."
The process began.
First, welcome speeches, then a few jokes to warm up the crowd.
Immediately after, a long string of brand introductions began.
There were many.
The two of them talked for almost ten minutes!
From international big brands to local small brands, not a single one was missed.
This was also the attitude of the organizers.
Treating them all the same!
At eight fifty-nine.
On the stage, smoke began to fill the air.
The big door at the back slowly opened.
"The 24th Milan Fashion Week, officially begins!"
The two hosts stepped aside and shouted out.
Poof!
The atmosphere rose!
The music started!
This supermodel walked with lotus steps, coming over gracefully.
She was wearing a thin, crisp long gown, a golden crown on her head, her eyes sharp, and her aura cold and stern!
"The first person walking towards us is the 23-year-old supermodel Camille from France."
"Wearing the 'Essence Queen' designed by French designer Michel in collaboration with Prada!"
As soon as the words fell.
Click!
Click!
Click!
Countless shutter sounds rang out.
All the photographers started at once, those taking photos were taking photos, those filming were filming.
Qin Mu didn't move.
He was only responsible for filming the full-venue clips, as well as taking model photos for Oriental Huali.
Therefore, he only needed to fix the machine in place now, so he didn't need to pay special attention.
"The second person walking over is the 21-year-old supermodel Alinda from the US."
"What she is wearing is..."
"Next, the 23-year-old supermodel from Bear 4. Country..."
"From Egypt..."
"From..."
Model after model walked out.
Each one was bright and beautiful, tall and graceful, and incredibly stunning.
Even if there were some strange and peculiar outfits, when worn by them, they were still heart-stirring!
Soon, it was nine fifty-seven.
The first Chinese model was about to come out.
And she was from Oriental Huali.
End of Chapter
