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George Wilkes sat in the hotel lobby with a slightly nervous look. Today is likely to be a day that changed his career. Everything happened too quickly. He had no time to do psychological construction. After coming to the hotel, he entered a long wait. His nervousness was indeed uncontrollable.

Looking out of his eyes, the lushness of Central Park was connected to a beautiful arc in the night, outlining the unique beauty of the city of New York, but he didn't have the heart to slowly appreciate it, and then he saw the appearance of the target person.

That's Lanley.

George nervously adjusted his tie and confirmed that it was not tied in a crooked manner. He stood up, but his steps were a little unsteady. Standing beside Renli, the famous Tom Ford, with Tom's face full of interest, and he had a very happy conversation with Renli; on the other side of Renli was Eaton, a stylist with a reputation, but for George, he was a mentor who knew what he knew.

The group stopped in the center of the hotel lobby. Tom said a few more words, then turned around and left. Lanli and others took steps forward again. George knew that his opportunity had come, and his brain had no time to think, so he walked forward quickly. Breathe, breathe... He kept reminding himself to breathe.

"Ranley." George's call came out, but because his throat was a little tight, the sound was not very loud, but a little hard.

But Lan Li stopped and cast a polite look.

"How should I introduce myself?" George was stunned.

"This is George Wilkes." Eaton made a brief introduction, "He just created his own brand not long ago and is a new potential stock."

Lanley nodded with a smile, but before George could say hello, Eaton continued, "Don't stand here and chat, go upstairs and talk in detail."

George closed his mouth, followed them step by step, and took the elevator upstairs. The dark red carpet paved the entire corridor, quiet and peaceful, making people breathe involuntarily. However, after entering the room, George felt what luxury was. The living room was as big as half a basketball court. At this time, four golden gantry frames were placed in the open space on the right, and various suits were hung on it, which immediately narrowed the entire space.

George stood carefully in the living room, glanced at Burberry, Tom Ford, Dior, Armani, Paul Smith... Different levels and styles of designs were all available. He hurriedly scanned it, but he didn't see where his design was hung. This afternoon, he had already entrusted an assistant to send it, maybe it was hidden inside.

George became more and more nervous. Just glanced at the gantry, he could feel the fierce competition. It would be difficult to reach the sky if he wanted to break through the siege.

Not only George, but Andy was also eye-opening at this time. Andy was not surprised by these clothes. As a Harrison Ford agent and a senior agent of the innovative artist agency, he had seen more grand and grand scenes; what he was surprised by Eaton's ability.

As a newcomer with unstable foundation, it is almost impossible for Lanley to directly win the favor of these big brands, unless it is like Carl Lagerfeld who has selected Black Livery to complete the triple jump in the fashion circle overnight and truly transformed. But at this moment, the clothes placed on the gantry in front of him are ironclad facts, proving the importance of a stylist.

Judging from the styles and designs of the clothes on the gantry today, Eaton's connections and abilities are still faintly above Melvin Brades. For Renley, it is really rare.

"Let's start now, there's not much time left until midnight. I don't want to watch the tragedy of the Wolf King transforming." Eaton said jokingly.

Lanley is sleepy, it's no secret.

The famous "boar incident" at Eton University was originated from the fact that the dormitory administrator discontinuously conducted three discontinuous inspections in the week before that, at twelve o'clock in the evening, turned on the lights in all rooms, checking them one by one, which angered Lan Li, who was sleeping and caused a tragedy. It is still a legend in the school that people talk about.

Lan Li didn't care about such ridicule and walked upright to the center of the hall, waiting for Eaton's evaluation.

Eaton walked forward, and according to the convention of Savile Street, he lifted Renley's hands up, stretched them flatly, and then used a caliper to give a simple understanding of the size of each detail. In addition to the basic data, the seemingly unrelated data such as neck circumference, wrists, forearms, calves, etc. were also recorded.

George looked at Andy and Matthew sitting down on the sofa. He hesitated for a moment, stood on the other side of the hall, paying attention to their work from afar. George knew that a truly top-notch custom suit must be completely meticulous, and the quality of a detail may affect the overall quality.

After the measurement was over, Eaton walked to the gantry and began to select carefully, "Or, let's start with George?" Since the designer is here, try it on and change it directly, this is the best thing.

George immediately stepped forward and prepared to start work, but before he could get to the gantry, there was a knock on the door at the door. George looked at the others in the room and was stunned for a moment. Anyway, he was standing in the corridor at the entrance, so he spoke, "I'll go open the door."

The person who came in was Burberry. It can be heard from the words that it should be Christopher Bailey's assistant.

After a polite greeting, Lanley naturally started trying on it from Burberry, while the assistant stood beside him and used a pin to adjust the size of the clothes to ensure that the best effect could be achieved.

Before Burberry's trial assembly was over, someone came over again. This time it was the marketing director of Paul Smith's New York branch. The scene became noisy again, and the subsequent trial was Paul Smith's turn.

George felt like an outsider, he wanted to get involved, he knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he knew that these were people in the fashion industry, he knew that tonight was crucial, and if he could make friends with these characters, his path as a designer would be much smoother. However, he was at a loss and had no idea where to start, and could not even interrupt, let alone talk freely.

An unknown man like him is like a little transparent, without any sense of existence.

After trying on twenty-five suits continuously, the clock had already bought the midnight level, and Lanli felt a little tired. Changing clothes was actually a physical job, which was Lanli's most real understanding.

All the tests just now have the best effect of Tom Ford.

The Golden Globe Awards are different from the Oscars and Emmy Awards. It emphasizes more entertainment and the atmosphere on the scene is relaxed. Some people even appeared in a motorcycle leather jacket, which is extremely cool. The male actors also let go and compete for beauty, which is not inferior to the actresses.

Tom Ford's design is bolder and more trendy, but at the same time it retains simple lines, especially the tailoring of shoulder lines, chest lines and waist lines, revealing the designer's usual sexuality/sense.

Such a suit appears at the Oscars, which is too ostentatious; but it is just right at the Golden Globes.

"Do you want to try again?" Eaton asked with his hands on his chest, "Or, let's be here for the time being tonight? Let's continue tomorrow?"

Hearing this, George's heart suddenly jumped into his throat and his whole body became tense. He waited here for three hours without saying a word. Should he continue to wait until tomorrow?

He didn't mind waiting, but what if Renly decided not to continue trying tomorrow and chose Tom Ford directly? He didn't even have the chance to show himself and was eliminated directly? Should he come forward and take the initiative to fight for it? What should he say to let Renly stay?

"George?" A call came from his ear, with a hint of hoarseness due to fatigue. He raised his head suddenly, and then saw the sight of Renli coming, "Eaton is waiting for you."

George's mood suddenly rose. On the gantry beside Eaton, he designed the suit. "Of course, of course." George walked forward quickly, "These three sets are my designs, inspired by you, emphasizing the simplicity of the lines..."

"Slow down." Lan Li laughed silently. George realized that because he was too urgent and too excited, he spoke much faster than usual, just like a machine gun. This made him pull the corners of his mouth awkwardly, but he couldn't laugh. "You just said that these three sets of clothes were designed with me as inspiration?"

Lan Li thinks this is too ridiculous. He has only only two works so far. "Pacific War" is broadcast on paid cable TV. The video has not been released yet, and the audience is really limited; "Buried Alive" is released on a small scale, and the venues for release are also very limited. The lively news is only circulated among audiences who care about the movie. After the list of nominations for the Golden Globes came out, many people even wonder who "Ranley Hall" is.

His popularity is at most the level of third-tier actors. How could someone use him as an inspiration to complete the design?

George's cold humor is worthy of recognition.

"Yes." George nodded and said with certainty, "I was impressed by the character Eugene Sledgehammer Sladge after watching the Pacific War. Later, I watched the oil pipe videos of your two singles, got some inspiration and designed these three suits. This is tailor-made for you, and I think no one can wear these three suits except you."

George's eyes flashed with an excited light, sincere and firm, which made Renly stunned and turned to look at Eton.

But Eaton shrugged with a smile, as if saying: My choice is not a random one.

Lan Li's lips rose gently, "My honor. I can't wait now, wanting to see what the design tailor-made for me is like."
Chapter completed!
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