Chapter 450: I want to hold up the skirt of Her Majesty the Queen
Chapter 450 I want to hold up the skirt of Her Majesty the Queen
Jiang Lingxi followed Yun Chan into the busy backstage.
He met an extremely earnest and fiery look.
“Although the height is a bit lacking, the head-to-body ratio is really amazing, it will definitely work!”
Jiang Lingxi’s eyes suddenly turned cold.
She actually questioned her height!
The person in charge felt a chill in his back for no reason. When he saw someone approaching, he subconsciously moved out of the way and did not dare to say anything else. He always felt that talking too much would not end well.
Yun Chan led Jiang Lingxi to the final piece of clothing, "I'm not afraid of making fun of you. The original model for the finale let me go. I had some grudges with her mother-in-law before, but I didn't expect that this person would find a chance to take revenge." ”
"I have been looking for a substitute for the past hour, but this dress..." She paused, "It is the one that I have spent the most effort on. I am not willing to make do with it, but I still hope that someone can display it perfectly. ”
Jiang Lingxi's eyes lit up when she looked at the clothes that would be worn on the plastic model.
“It is indeed a very beautiful and elegant dress. I can understand your expectations. However, I have never been a model, and I don’t know how to walk on stage.”
Actually, if she was really allowed to leave, she could force it out, but why should she force herself?
Yun Chan took a deep breath and said, "You can take a few steps and I'll take a look."
Jiang Lingxi raised her eyebrows.
“Just walk normally.”
Jiang Lingxi looked at the people who had gathered around him and walked a few steps. Yun Chan clasped his hands together and said, "Okay, when you get to the stage, just leave like this!"
"Sure?"
"I am very sure!"
Shen Chuyue waited for a while before her cousin-in-law came back, so she took out her mobile phone and sent a message.
After a while, I received a reply: [I will be back after a show. 】
This message made her rub her eyes and read it again.
what's the situation?
Why do you suddenly have to go to a catwalk?
Isn’t my cousin an actress? How come she has transformed into a model for Sister Yun’s big show?
What kind of development is this, and why can’t she understand it?
However, Shen Chuyue held back a series of questions that popped up in her mind at this moment and did not ask any more questions.
Cousin-in-law can't just lie to her with this statement. The catwalk should be true.
As for the reason, it’s not too late to ask when people come back. It would be bad if it disturbs my cousin’s preparations in the background.
However, it’s not a good idea to disturb my cousin-in-law, because she is thinking of someone else.
【Cousin, do you want to watch the live broadcast of my cousin-in-law's catwalk show? 】
Shen Yunqing couldn't help but jump at the end of his eyes when he saw this news.
He raised his hand to signal Jing Huai, who was about to speak, to shut up.
【What catwalk? 】
【This time I was invited to watch the big show held in Liangchuan. My cousin-in-law just told me that she was also going to do a show, and I immediately thought of you. So, do you think my cousin is considerate? 】
…Well, not bad. 】
Shen Chuyue was about to reply, "I'll broadcast it live to you later", when she thought of another thing and rolled her eyes.
【However, I want to receive a reward. 】
【What reward? 】
ifies in the painting "Blue Waves and Everything" I gave you after copying it, and let me enjoy it for a few days. 】
After the message was sent, Shen Chuyue waited for two minutes for a reply.
【Yes, but only borrowing and not sending, maximum three days. 】
"Look, you're in trouble. I won't break it. It only takes three days to pay back. If I don't pay back then, you can still come to me to get it back." Shen Chuyue muttered in a low voice, and typed out two words with excitement. word.
【make a deal! 】
So the two of them, one at the scene and the other across the screen, waited and waited!
Looking at the models walking past the platform in front of them to the music, but still not seeing the cousin who was about to walk the catwalk, Shen Chuyue couldn't help but make a bold guess in her mind, "Could it be..."
“Miss Shen.”
It was Mr. Carlo who interrupted her mumbling.
Shen Chuyue quickly turned her head and looked over, "Mr. Carlo, what can I do for you?"
“Do you know, Miss Jiang, where you went?”
Shen Chuyue was secretly shocked. She didn't expect that this old man paid so much attention to his cousin-in-law and asked her specifically.
“You’ll see her on stage later.”
"Oh?" Carlo's almost completely white eyebrows trembled, "Is Miss Jiang still a model who is going to walk on the catwalk?" "Um, probably so."
Originally, she thought that her cousin-in-law was just an actress, but now, even she is not sure.
"I am looking forward."
"Me too."
The conversation between the old man and the young man ended here, and the people sitting behind them also silently lowered their perked ears.
Did Yun Chan also use new models this time?
How bold!
As the show came to an end, the music on the show suddenly changed.
The ancient music played by the piano and flute ensemble, with the accompaniment of the ancient xun sound, immediately creates a desolate scene in the desert.
Combined with the surrounding environment, everyone at the scene was immediately drawn into this atmosphere.
Backstage exit.
Yun Chan put the back of the pen in his hand and made a cheering gesture towards Jiang Lingxi who turned to look at her, "Lingxi, you can do it."
Jiang Lingxi actually just wanted to ask her if she could start walking. She would encourage herself, smile, lift her feet, and take steps.
Today's scene, compared to the enthronement ceremony in my previous life, is just a little more serious than a child's play house.
Speaking of nervousness and stage fright, these two words should not be in her dictionary at all.
When that figure appeared against the clear sky and the scorching sun, dressed in light-colored attire, slowly walking towards the crowd with his own steps, many hands holding cameras or mobile phones forgot to take pictures.
It doesn't matter if you don't follow the rhythm of the music. The ancient music played by the piano and flute ensemble has unknowingly transformed into taking the initiative to match Jiang Lingxi's pace at this moment.
Every step he takes seems to be stepping on the hearts of everyone.
As the figure approached step by step, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. Surprise, nervousness, awe...all kinds of emotions were raging together in an instant, and he couldn't even speak when he opened his mouth.
Shen Chuyue almost forgot that she had to live broadcast to her cousin. She raised her head and stared blankly at the scornful figure walking in front of her. It wasn't until the person walked away that she couldn't help but murmur: " Why do I feel like my cousin is about to ascend the throne?”
Shen Yunqing, who was watching the video of His Majesty passing by on his mobile phone: "..."
He wanted to say, you know the truth!
This person has actually been on it.
He could also see that His Majesty's aura has been reduced now. If he showed the same aura as when he ascended the throne, all the people present would have to kneel down!
Shen Yunqing didn't see it himself, but Jing Huai, who was silenced in front of him, could clearly see it.
Mr. Shen in front of me looked at his mobile phone with reverence like a god, but also with deep thoughts that were about to burst.
The figure disappears and the ancient songs are scattered.
The show slowly recovered from the shock of silence.
Uncontrollable chatter began.
“I’ll go, I just watched the finale and forgot to take pictures!”
“Me too, and I wanted to ask you if you have any photos.”
“Isn’t the final model Hao Mei? Why was it changed?”
“I want to say that the change was good. I think the model this time is more powerful than Hao Mei. When she walked in front of me just now, I subconsciously held my breath.”
“To be honest, I really wanted to rush over and lift the skirt of Her Majesty the Queen!”
"The clothes and the person are just amazing. He is indeed worthy of being called Yun Chan. Every time he makes a move, he can instantly become a god."
“Does anyone know the finale model? Yun Chan is looking for that person? This typhoon is simply a strong one!”
Backstage, as soon as Jiang Lingxi stood still, Yun Chan took his hand.
“Ling Xi, change your career!”
Jiang Lingxi: “…”
When all the models and Yun Chan appeared again, Yun Chan took Jiang Lingxi's hand with a smile on his face and officially called the curtain.
Thunderous applause followed and showed no sign of calming down for a while, indicating that everyone was extremely satisfied with this show.
Shen Chuyue had just turned off the video with her cousin, and turned around to see Mr. Carlo standing up next to him on crutches.
“Mr. Carlo, where are you going?”
“Go backstage, I want to meet that Miss Jiang.”
He was so eager that he didn't even want to wait for someone to come out.
(End of this chapter)