"Hi, Teacher An Ran, Teacher Elena, it's your turn!"

"Ah?" An Ran was surprised, "It's nothing to do with me, Elena, go ahead!"

The designer appeared at the end of the fashion show. Although this was not a serious show, everyone felt it was necessary for An Ran and Elena to share their glory.

This time because of Enron's proposal, they attracted worldwide attention.

No longer the usual tool man.

Elena said: "Let's go together. Without you, there would be no show. You are the protagonist."

Catalina and a group of models came over, surrounded An Ran, and walked out of the aisle with their arms.

More than 20 models, An Ran is walking in the middle.

As soon as he came out, the stadium was quiet for a while, and then burst into loud cheers.

"I can't believe he is an excellent designer."

"It's more than outstanding, it's the most beautiful dress I've ever seen."

"Oh my god, the opening ceremony of the World Cup must be held by him alone, haha, but I like Mr. An Ran's costume design very much."

"He must have stolen God's brain, otherwise he wouldn't be so good."

"Genius, he is the spokesperson of genius in the world..."

The audience cheered excitedly, and all the performing models, including Li Xinying, Gu Qingyin, and Joyner, all mixed in with the team, walking around the green field and waving to the audience.

Wilson stood up, and it was only then that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Perfect performance, perfect rescue.

Without Enron, this opening ceremony would have been basically hopeless.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Zheng Mengzhun who was in a daze.

He was already thinking about telling this guy to get out.

An Ran appeared on the court again, and the Xiazhou audience was more shocked than the audience.

"What's going on? He appears on the court again?"

"Damn it, isn't it? Could it be that he was the designer of those clothes just now?"

"No way, I saw the official website introducing her as the internationally renowned fashion designer Elena."

"Look at Elena walking beside him, and slightly behind him by half a body. All the models are mainly An Ran. Doesn't that explain the problem? The fashion designer of this catwalk is An Ran."

"Made, why does this guy know everything? How does his head grow? Why don't you report it and let scientists study it?"

It’s really amazing. Singing, making movies, and filming TV series are all things in the entertainment industry. It’s not surprising that they are all related.

But this guy also writes good novels, and his style is different.

Now you suddenly come to the fashion industry to have a role, is it completely unprepared for you?

That's awesome.

At this time, An Ran on the court had been surrounded by models and returned to the channel.

Every model came over to hug him.

"Teacher An, I really hope to be able to wear the clothes you designed on the catwalk. If you have your own clothing conference when, be sure to tell me!"

Catalina's big eyes looked like deep pools with no bottom.

An Ran waved her hands quickly, "I just sing and make movies. If nothing happens, clothes designed by me will never appear again in this life, so I'm sorry to disappoint everyone."

"Ah? What a pity."

Elena said with a serious face: "Teacher An Ran, I hope you can think about it carefully. With your master level, the entire fashion industry in the world will go crazy for you. Without you, the fashion industry will lose."

"I'm sorry, Elena!" An Ran spread his hands and said, "I still have a lot of things to do. Fashion design can only be regarded as a small hobby of mine."

Knowing that An Ran could not be persuaded, Elena sighed. Without An Ran, the fashion world would be missing a touch of beauty.

"Hehe... Mr. An Ran, you did a great job!"

The two were talking when they suddenly heard Wilson's voice.

He couldn't wait any longer, so he left the rostrum and went directly to the passage.

"Mr. Wilson!"

Wilson came over and patted An Ran on the shoulder, "Mr. An Ran, your performance is simply outstanding. I believe that no matter how long it takes, everyone will remember this special opening ceremony."

An Ran smiled and said: "This is the result of everyone's hard work."

"No!" Wilson said: "This is the result of your hard work. Without you, there would be no opening ceremony!"

"By the way, Mr. An Ran, I have decided to make "Cup of Life" the official promotional song of FIFA. What do you think?"

This is a good thing.

How can Enron disagree? The theme song of the World Cup is changed every four years. Now you ask people to ask, how many of them still remember the songs of the previous World Cups?

But the official promotional song of the National Football Federation is different, there is only one.

Until more outstanding songs come out, "Cup of Life" is irreplaceable.

But is there a better song?

Probably not within twenty years.

"No problem, Mr. Wilson, I'm happy."

Wilson grinned, "Now you and your friends can enjoy the game."

He waved his hand, and the assistant behind him brought over a stack of tickets.

With these tickets, you can watch any football match, from the group stage to the top 16 to the finals.

This kind of package gives you the best seats, and the market price has exceeded 100,000 US dollars.

An Ran took the ticket package and said: "Thank you, Mr. Wilson."

"I should be the one thanking you." Mr. Wilson said with emotion: "You are the savior of the opening ceremony of this World Cup. Mr. An Ran, I sincerely thank you!"

As he spoke, he shook hands with An Ran solemnly.

"Serious words, Mr. Wilson!"

"Haha, don't be polite, let's watch the rest of the opening ceremony!"

There is about an hour left for the opening ceremony, followed by various Italian and European special performances.

It's just that although the atmosphere is still very lively, everyone always feels that something is missing.

Maybe it's because An Ran's song and costume show were so exciting, but the rest of the show looked a bit boring to everyone.

Fortunately, Enron has set off the atmosphere very well.

Although the program was not satisfactory, everyone was in a good mood and did not hesitate to applaud and cheer.

There were no problems throughout the opening ceremony.

Wilson was frequently praised by the dignitaries around him and other FIFA officials, and his old face beamed with joy.

However, An Ran's attention was attracted by the dejected Zheng Mengzhun.

Among all the FIFA officials on the rostrum, this guy is the only one who is Korean, and the sign on his chest also explains his identity.

An Ran thought about it, I had no grudges with you in the past, and I have no grudges with you recently.

Just for the pitiful arrogance of you Koreans, you are stumbling upon me and using your evil hands!

Are you still a human being?
Chapter completed!