Qi Yiya asked standing in the center of the stage: "It's just that I need a beautiful woman to cooperate with me, okay?"
The men below all sighed and looked at the man on the stage who was as beautiful as a shemale. The girls on the side were already jumping for joy, regardless of their own image.
Qi Yiyawen touched his flaxen messy hair. The hip-hop black street dance clothes definitely did not block his infinite charm. A few casual silver chains showed his lazy beauty, which even made the woman on the side
The children were eclipsed. However, Qi Yiyawen turned around, smiled evilly, stretched out her hand gracefully, and bowed to Bingxi: "Excuse me, can I?"
"It doesn't matter." Bingxi was still so arrogant, with her evil long hair draped messily around her body. She had an intoxicating charm, but didn't look sloppy. She held up the hem of her skirt and turned around gracefully, with the skirt flying.
Her hair was fluttering, and she felt like a butterfly, ready to fly away at any time. Suddenly, she had put on a black gauze long-sleeved top, gray linen fashionable shorts, and tied a hairpin around her neck.
Black ribbon.
Bingxi was still so proud, she stepped forward and bowed slightly.
Bingxi still looked at the audience so calmly, with no emotion in her cold eyes.
Qi Yiyawen held Bingxi's hand "flattered". Bingxi was slightly stunned, then smiled, but there was no trace of warmth...
The two of them performed a song together, and the performance was wonderful. Bingxi played the piano, and Qi Yiyawen sang along with the rhythm, which attracted the fans below to look at each other with love~
After the performance, Bingxi closed the piano and walked towards the people behind...
Time passed slowly, and after finally finishing the performance, the people above finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Aha! I can invite the reporters to ask questions now!" Xiang Liuchou cheered himself up, but his eyes were blurred and he no longer looked at the bunch of nymphomaniacs below.
"Hello! Can you answer me a question?" Li Qingqing stood up and held a notebook. "Excuse me, will the hero and heroine on the poster be in love for a long time?"
"If you don't have a long time, you won't be in love!" Bingxi glanced coldly and seriously denied Li Qingqing's opinion.
"Oh!" Li Qingqing, the other female reporters, and the male reporters suddenly smiled. It would be great if these beautiful men and women didn't fall in love.
"No problem! Well, this session is over!" The people above walked down, went straight to the VIP area above, and found their seats. Some just stood on top and looked at the situation below, and some
Some were just leaning on the armrests of the chairs, chatting with each other, while others were just sitting on the chairs with their eyes closed and meditating...
"Youyin Mo Shang~~~~~" Bingxi just closed her eyes and sat in her seat listening to the mp5. Unexpectedly, someone interrupted her. She took off her headphones and sunglasses and looked at the flowers beside her coldly.
Cadance, if it weren't for her, why would she find a group of boring people to come up, and one person would say hello to the people below: "Excuse me, who are you?"