Chapter 367

The cheongsam show is held at Hujiang sports center and starts at 7 p.m.

Ling Han made an appointment with her as a female companion, so she had to put on her little dress first and accompany Ling han to enter from the main gate.

Retro makeup, fireworks, hot hair, like a Shanghai beauty of the last century, with a Hepburn little black dress, it looks dignified, charming and charming. Once you enter, you will be the focus of the audience.

Ling Han lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "you are beautiful tonight."

Without waiting for ye Huanyan to speak, a familiar figure came face-to-face, dressed in a lavender dress, swaying on the ground. She carried the corner of the skirt, smiled and walked towards them with a smile. Her eyes glanced at ye Huanyan faintly, and the jealousy in her eyes flashed away, "Ling Han, long time no see."

Ling Han looked at her expressionless, "I heard you are the guest of the show tonight."

Sheng Enron nodded hurriedly, "well, the organizer invited many times, and I can't refuse."

"Well, I wish you a smooth performance tonight."

After saying this, ye Huanyan only felt a burst of strength coming from his back waist. He looked up and hit Ling Han's eyes, "go over there and have a look."

Ye Huanyan was stunned, and involuntarily followed him away. The remaining light from the corner of her eyes swept Sheng Enron, who was left behind, and accurately captured the venom in her eyes.

Backstage of the show, stylists and makeup artists were busy with their feet off the ground, making up for the models who appeared.

Sheng Enron occupied a corner of the dressing room. After changing into a dress, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark green flowered cheongsam on the hanger and frowned unhappily,

"When I asked you before, didn't you say there was no extra cheongsam? What happened to this one?"

The makeup artist glanced at the cheongsam and hurriedly explained, "that's what Gu of Haiyan media wants to wear. Designer Melinda didn't come today. Miss Gu is about the same size as her, so she has to wear this dress instead of her."

Sheng Enron looked at the cheongsam on the hanger and thought of the woman who had just been intimate with Ling Han, and then thought of being forced to accept the film. His face immediately sank.

"You go out first. Call me later. I want to be alone for a while."

She felt the flowers on the collar of the cheongsam, her eyes were cold, and walked on the stage? What kind? I also want to fight with myself.

After the music sounded on the stage, Ji Xiaoyue hurriedly stuffed ye Huanyan into the dressing room, "cheongsam is on the shelf inside, change clothes quickly, and when they are all gone, you have to follow me up, and you have to make up..."

The dark green long cheongsam, all the way to the ankle, is lined with white skin. At the same time, the side slit design shows that one leg is slender and slender. When ye Huanyan came out of the dressing room, there was a model who had not left standing backstage and casting approbation eyes at her.

Ji Xiaoyue counted the beat and said in an urgent voice,

"It's my turn. I'll go first. You follow me..."

Ye Huanyan nodded and followed her closely.

The makeup artist followed her to make up her face, and the person in charge next to her urged, "it's too late, come on, give her a fan and let her play..."

In the chaos, ye Huanyan's hand was stuffed with a silk face fan, half covering his face and pushed onto the stage.

Behind him came the voice of the person in charge controlling the rhythm.

"One, two, three, go..."

After giving the order, ye Huanyan took the first step. On the ring stage, every model on the stage needed to make a circle, and then walked back from another exit. Not far in front of him, Sheng Enron was wearing a lavender dress and singing. Seeing her come out, he extended his hand to her very friendly and invited her to go together.

There were too many people sitting under the stage to watch the show. Ye Huanyan was a little nervous. He didn't care about Sheng Enron's action. He just took her hand a little and walked towards the center of the stage at the established pace.

When passing by Sheng Enron, she only felt that her body suddenly loosened, and the rest of her eyes were printed with the successful smile in Sheng Enron's eyes. She was stunned, with an ominous premonition.

There was an uproar under the stage

Her eyes dropped two inches, and she suddenly found that the buckle on her chest had fallen off and exposed the edge of her underwear. At the moment, the skirt that should have been on the left had turned down, and the buckle immediately below was also a shaky look, which seemed to be torn and unable to support.

Whispers gradually covered the music, and Ling Han under the stage had stood up and looked at her anxiously.

Ye Huanyan clenched his teeth, thought a little, his heart crossed, and simply clenched the collar that had fallen from the buckle,

With a "crash", he directly opened the skirt of the cheongsam, revealing a set of sexy black lace underwear, flat and smooth abdomen, and slender white long legs, which were exposed in front of the public.

As for the cheongsam without a row of buttons, she simply let it hang half on her shoulders and arms, floating like a cambric, twisting her waist and walking towards the center of the stage.

She is graceful and proud, like the ballroom dancer swaying in the Shanghai river dance hall in the last century. She is charming and charming, attracting all the eyes of the audience.

Her steps were very bold and confident about her body. The sexy underwear and the traditional conservative cheongsam had a subtle collision, which made the atmosphere of the scene reach a climax.

Ling Han's face was completely dark.

After the center of the stage fixed the point, ye Huanyan's footsteps hurried for a few minutes. As soon as he returned to the backstage, he quickly wrapped the coat handed over by Ji Xiaoyue, and his face was crimson.

The traditional cheongsam show was abruptly turned into an underwear show, which nobody expected.

Backstage models hugged her one after another, and there were countless compliments. This adaptability and boldness can be called a model of professional models.

Ji Xiaoyue frowned, looked at the position of the buckle of the cheongsam on her body, and her face sank, "someone has moved this dress."

"Crazy, who dares to touch Melinda's design? Let me see."

After looking at the clothes, the person in charge next to him also sank his face, firmly determined, "it's passive, and the technique is very professional. Only our internal talents know that in order to fit the figure, we will reserve a thin thread of buttons on the model's special cheongsam, so as to temporarily adjust the size."

It is this line that has been passive. Now this line has been broken, which is the reason why the buckle slipped.

The designer's clothing is passive. The first suspicion is that the competitor wants to destroy it. Ji Xiaoyue, as a member of the organizer, is very angry at the moment, and follows the person in charge to check the surveillance video.

Ye Huanyan returned to the dressing room to change clothes.

As soon as I changed my clothes and was ready to open the curtain, I heard a sound of opening the door, and immediately a familiar voice sounded, "didn't you say it's safe?"

"The line is broken. Who thought this woman was so bold and resourceful..."

"OK, OK, you go out first. I want to be quiet myself."

Ye Huanyan's eyes deepened for a few minutes. After hearing the sound of closing the door, "Shua", ye Huanyan decisively opened the curtain, Sheng Enron exclaimed, and suddenly looked in her direction.

In the air, four eyes are opposite, and there seems to be a cold wind running around the room.