Thanks to Chen Renjian Suona Jin'an's earth-shattering voice, dozens of pairs of eyes in the audience turned to Qi You in an instant——

The majestic e-university beauty is actually engaged! Married!

My fiancé is so handsome!?

Someone asked her for confirmation: "Qiyou, is he really your husband? When did you get engaged?"

"Well, this... it's a long story." Qi You's face was full of black lines. She glared at Chen Jin'an and forced herself to smile with a smile that was uglier than crying. "It means we just got engaged last week."

Now that things have happened, it's impossible for her to pretend that she doesn't know him, so she just performs a full set of idol dramas, and her acting skills are as good as those of a movie queen.

She crossed the crowd and came to Qiao Chunyan, took his arm, and Green Tea said angrily: "My dear, when did you come? No one knows."

Honey?

Qiao Chunyan's eyes subconsciously fell on her hand that she had taken the initiative to reach out to. He raised his eyebrows and naturally took over her role. He looked at her sweetly with eyes full of doting and said warmly: "I just arrived. Originally,

Want to give you a surprise."

"..."

Bah! He's so mysterious! It's obviously a fright!

Qi You had a smile on her face, but her back teeth were grinding loudly. She held the man's wrist and tried to take him out of the dressing room, "Everyone is busy here, let's go out and talk."

"Wait a minute!" Chen Jinan suddenly stretched out his hand to stop her in front of her, with an expression that was hard to explain, "Well, I didn't mean to disturb your couple's get-together. There are actually very important things to deal with at the moment. Youyou, you are late for that.

The model’s leg is injured and she’s downstairs!”

!!!

Qi You: “You didn’t tell me earlier!!”

Chen Jinan shrank his shoulders and said aggrievedly, "Isn't it because I was so surprised to see my brother-in-law just now that I forgot about it."

The situation was urgent, and Qiyou didn't have time to argue with her so much. She started to run downstairs, but after running two meters, she remembered that her cheap fiancé was still standing there without embarrassment.

She turned around and asked, "What should you do?"

Qiao Yanyan's dark eyes narrowed slightly, "You go ahead, I'll wait for you in front."

Bei Rui also said: "Yes, Youyou, you go ahead and do your work. I happen to be going to the front, I can take Mr. Qiao there."

Qiyou nodded, "Okay."

The model who was late was named cici. She worked part-time until late last night and slept until noon. When she woke up and saw the message Qiyou posted in the group, she immediately got up from the bed and went out. Unexpectedly, she was greeted by a sudden call.

A heavy rain stuck me on the road.

The road in Zhongshan section was seriously flooded, causing traffic to be paralyzed in a small area. Cici waited in the bus for more than half an hour, and was finally informed that the bus could not drive through and had to take a detour.

This walk was getting further and further away from the show venue. When Cici became anxious, she asked the driver to let her go first, and she would go through this section first and then find a place to take a taxi.

The water on the road was too deep, and she walked too fast. She didn't see the steps under her feet at all. She missed the step and fell into the sewage. Her knee hit a big rock and the screen of her mobile phone was unlucky.

It was so bad that she could see calls coming in from other people, but she couldn't answer them.

In the end, a kind person helped her to the side of the road and helped her get a taxi, so she was able to rush to the show at the last minute. However, her leg was seriously injured and it was difficult to walk, let alone put on high heels to walk the show.

In the lobby on the first floor, a group of people gathered around her to care about her injuries. They found a medical bag to bandage her wounds. Cici's eyes turned red as she blamed herself, "I'm sorry Qiyou, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk in today's show."

Although Qi You was distressed and didn't know what to do, he still knelt down and patted her hand to comfort her: "It's good that everything is okay."

Chen Jinan said: "What should we do now? There are not enough models."

The setting of this show is that each designer is responsible for the models he works with, and each model is only responsible for one set of clothes. They do not change clothes midway. Although you can temporarily ask the model who appeared first to help, and you can help again as soon as you get off the stage and change clothes.

Qi You walked on the stage, but in the final part, all the models took turns to appear in costumes, and Qi You's group was still missing one person.

Everyone was so anxious that Cici also helped contact her classmates in the modeling class, but time was tight and the distance was long, so no one could rush to the rescue.

"If it doesn't work..." Qi You lowered her eyes, thoughtfully, her dark eyes extremely calm. After pausing for a few seconds, she said, "I'll do it myself."

This idea was so bold that for a long time the classmates were so surprised that they did not dare to speak out, they forgot to breathe, and their eyes were full of disbelief when they looked at her.

Chen Jinan said: "Is it possible?"

Qi You stood up slowly and took a deep breath, "Let's try it."

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The front desk staff was taking the time to adjust the sound and lighting equipment. Bei Rui took Qiao Fenyan to the auditorium and specially arranged a position for him with an excellent viewing angle.

Qiao Chunyan arranged his suit and took a seat, thanked him lightly, looked at the watch on his wrist, and asked: "When does the show start?"

"It officially opens at three o'clock." Bei Rui gave him a list of designers for tonight's show, bent down and smiled: "Mr. Qiao, I will be on hand to coordinate. If you need anything, please call me in time."

Qiao Chunyan took out her mobile phone, lowered her head and sent a message to someone unknown. Her voice was polite but distant, "No, you go and do your work."

After a while, Lu Chao appeared next to him with a laptop. Qiao Chunyan turned on the computer, stared at the screen with deep eyes, ignored the noise around him, and started working seriously.

As expected of an elite with a net worth of over 100 million, President Qiao has climbed to the top of the pyramid at a young age. As long as he has work in his heart, there is always an office. Such strict time management is really impressive.

Bei Rui stood at the side of the stage, staring at the man's stern profile from a distance, slightly lost in thought.

Qi You was engaged that day, but she was unable to attend due to work reasons, and even if she had time, she did not have the money to buy an expensive dress to attend a high-profile engagement party like the upper class.

The relationship between her and Qi You can be said to be close or far. Maybe it is because there are less opportunities to meet each other after graduation. She has never heard Qi You mention her fiancé. She only knows that with Qi You's family background, the person she wants to marry is

He must be rich or noble, but she didn't expect that it would be Qiao Chunyan, the big boss who stunned her at first sight.

I don't know why, but when she thinks of her colleague's theory of "how can there be so many Cinderellas in reality", Bei Rui always feels an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.

The big show entered the final countdown stage, the guests entered the venue in an orderly manner, and the important guests were arranged in the front row by the staff.

Someone elegantly entered the empty seat next to Qiao Yanyan and said with a kind smile: "Xiaoyan, I didn't expect you to come too."

Qiao Yanyan raised her eyes, nodded and smiled, "Editor Zou."

Zou Li is the editor-in-chief of a famous domestic magazine and is known as the Fashion Devil. This time she received an invitation from the school leaders and came to watch the show as a senior.

She usually doesn't participate in ordinary graduation shows, but it's just that when old classmates invite her, she doesn't want to refute people one after another. Moreover, she heard that there are several good talents among the graduates of E University, and she also wants to come and see if it's worth it.

Digging new people.

She tilted her head slightly and said warmly: "I heard that your sister-in-law said that you got engaged last week. I just returned from a business trip yesterday and couldn't attend your engagement party. You won't blame me, right?"

Qiao Yanyan closed the computer and said politely: "Anyway, if Chief Editor Zou is willing to attend the wedding next month, that's fine."

The two chatted for a few more words, and then the host's magnetic voice came over the radio, alternately reminding them in Chinese and English that the show was about to officially begin.

After a while, the lights dimmed, leaving only a bright spotlight in the center of the stage. The host came on stage to start the show, introducing the guests and organizers present, and then invited the leaders of the two houses and the chairman of the Fashion Association to speak.

After a set of tedious procedures, the show officially begins.

Under the gorgeous and changing lights, the models came on stage one after another, showing off the designers' carefully crafted clothes in an all-round way with expressionless faces while stepping on the beat of the music.

When each group of models shows off, the host will softly narrate in the dark and introduce the designer's design concepts and design ideas. After a group's display, the designers of that group come on stage to meet the audience.

Zou Li looked at several groups in a row, nodded and praised: "Yes, the graduates of this class are indeed excellent. Each one has their own ideas, and the models are also very professional."

Qiao Yanyan lowered his head and looked at the list in his hand. Qiyou was listed second to last.

The finale.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes.

When you concentrate, time passes in the blink of an eye. Soon, the host introduced on the radio: "The theme of the following set of works is Deep Sea Mermaid, designed by Qi You."

As the host's voice fell, models from the Qiyou group appeared.

Different from the avant-garde design styles of the previous groups, they are fashionable and bold, but often make people feel that they cannot find a suitable occasion to wear such clothes.

The clothes in this group are all gentle and elegant dresses, with light gauze and silk. Each set is appropriately embellished with rhinestones, sparkling, dreamlike, and giving a sense of luxury.

Whether it’s an elegant floor-length skirt or a sexy butt-covering fishtail skirt, it can make people fall in love with it at first sight, and the scene of wearing it to attend a high-end cocktail party will unconsciously come to mind. Isn’t this what every woman likes?

Fairy skirt?

"The overall design of this set of clothing is inspired by the sunrise, from dusk to dawn, and the different colors that appear in the sky at each time period..."

The last set of clothing was unveiled, and the audience's eyes focused on the front of the stage. After seeing the model's face and figure clearly, Zou Li, who has always been professional, narrowed her eyes slightly, "This one doesn't seem to be a professional model, right?"

."

Qiao Yanyan followed her gaze and looked over.

It's her.

Qi You actually appeared on the stage by himself.

People in the audience who knew Qiyou couldn't help but look at each other, confused about the situation.

Immediately afterwards, other guests also felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't say what was wrong. From a professional point of view, the model's height was slightly lacking, and her facial features were too bright. It was not a typical model face, more like

A shining star.

The chairman of the Fashion Association jokingly asked the director of the hospital: "Did you invite a female star to help with the show?"

The director dealt with it with a smile, but he was actually breaking out in a cold sweat.

The catwalk was packed with seats, and the spotlight shone on Qiyou. Her eyes were blindingly white, and she walked out with her back straight and an expressionless face.

Fifteen-centimeter high heels, a floor-length gauze dress, and a high slit on the side, looming over her long, straight legs.
To be continued...