Chapter 367

The cheongsam show is held in Hujiang sports center and starts at 7 pm.

Ling Han asked her to be her companion, so she had to change into her little dress to accompany Ling Han through the main entrance.

Retro makeup, fireworks perm hair, like the Shanghai beauty of the last century, with a small black Hepburn dress, it seems that the whole person is dignified and charming, and the entrance is 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, a long Lavender skirt, swaying on the ground, came to them with a smile. Her eyes lightly swept ye Huanyan, and the jealousy in her eyes flashed away, "Linghan, long time no see."

Ling Han looked at her without expression. "I heard that you are the guest of the show tonight."

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

"Well, I wish you all the best tonight."

After saying this, ye Huanyan only felt that a burst of strength came from his back. He looked up and ran into Ling Han's eyes. "Go there and have a look."

Ye Huanyan Leng Leng, at the foot of involuntarily followed him to go, the corner of the eye's remaining light swept behind Sheng Enron, accurately captured the poison in her eyes.

Backstage show, stylist makeup artist busy feet, to each appearance of the model makeup ready to shape.

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

"When I asked you before, didn't you say there were no extra cheongsam? What's the matter with this one? "

The makeup artist took a look at the cheongsam and quickly explained, "that's what President Gu of Haiyan media is going to wear. The designer Malinda didn't come today. Miss Gu is about the same size as her, so she wants to wear this dress for her."

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

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

She felt the flower on the collar of the cheongsam, her eyes were cold, walking on the stage? What kind of goods? I want to fight with myself.

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

The dark green long cheongsam, which has a white skin and a side split design, looks slim and slender. When ye Huanyan comes out of the dressing room, there is a model standing in the background who has not left and looks at her with approval.

Jixiaoyue counts the beat, and he says in a hurry,

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

Ye Huanyan nodded and followed her figure.

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

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

The voice of the person in charge controlling the rhythm came from behind.

"One, two, three, go..." after the order, ye Huanyan stepped out of the first step, the ring stage, each model needs to go around, and then walk back from another exit, not far away, Sheng Enron wearing a lavender dress, is singing, see her out, very friendly to her hand

Invite her to go.

There are too many people sitting on the stage to watch the show. Ye Huanyan is a little nervous. She doesn't care about Sheng Enron's action. She just takes her hand and walks towards the center of the stage according to the established pace.

When she passed by Sheng Enron, she felt suddenly relaxed. The smile in Sheng Enron's eyes was imprinted on the corner of her eyes. She was stunned and had an ominous premonition.

There was a gradual uproar under the stage

Her eyes lowered two inches, suddenly found that the chest buckle did not know when it had fallen off, had exposed the edge of underwear.

Whispering voice gradually over the music, under the stage Ling Han has stood up, a worried look at her.

Ye Huanyan clenched her teeth and thought a little. Her heart was horizontal. She simply grasped the collar that had been dropped from the buckle,

"Hua La" sound, directly opened the skirt of the whole cheongsam, revealing a set of sexy black lace underwear, flat and smooth abdomen, slender and white long legs.

As for the cheongsam without a row of buttons, she simply let it hang on her shoulders and arms, floating like a cantilevered shoulder. She twisted her waist and walked toward the center of the stage.

She is graceful and graceful, like a socialite dancer swaying in Hujiang dance hall in the last century. She is charming and charming, attracting all eyes of the audience.

Her steps were very bold, and she was full of confidence in her figure, which made the scene atmosphere reach a climax.

Ling Han's face was completely black.

After the central station fixed the point, ye Huanyan's steps were a little hasty. As soon as she returned to the backstage, she quickly wrapped up the coat handed by Ji Xiaoyue, and her face was scarlet. The traditional cheongsam show has been turned into an underwear show, which nobody expected. Backstage models hugged her one after another. There were so many praise words. This kind of adaptability and audacity can be regarded as a model of professional models. Ji Xiaoyue frowned and looked at the position of the button on her cheongsam. 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 down and said, "it's passive, and the technique is very professional. Only our internal people know that in order to fit the figure, we will reserve a thin line of coil button on the model's cheongsam, so as to temporarily adjust the size." It is this line that is passive. Now this line has broken, which is the reason why the turnbuckle slipped. The designer's clothing is passive. The first suspicion is that the competitors want to destroy it. As a member of the organizer, Ji Xiaoyue is very angry now. He goes to check the surveillance video with the person in charge. Ye Huanyan went back 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 then a familiar voice rang out, "didn't you say it's safe?"“ The line is broken. Who would have thought that this woman is so bold and has such a good adaptability... "" OK, you go out first. I want to be quiet. " Ye Huanyan's eyes are a bit deep. After hearing the sound of closing the door, "Shua", ye Huanyan decisively opens the curtain, Sheng Enron exclaims, and suddenly looks in her direction. In the air, four eyes opposite, it seems that there is a cold wind in the room. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.