Xi Wanlai frowned slightly and pushed her hand away: "There are cameras everywhere, please pay attention."
Jiang Xiaoou curled his lips: "Are you blaming me for showing off in front of you and letting you sneak in alone?"
Xi Wanlai gently pulled her lips and said nothing. When will this girl understand that she can't get happiness by forcing herself. He is not interested in this kind of fashion show at all, but he can't stand Jiang Xiaoou's hard work.
When he regretted his marriage in California, the Xi family always felt that they owed Xiaoou something, and only later did they accommodate her in every way.
"No matter what, it's good that you're here." Jiang Xiaoou ignored his coldness and hugged him happily.
Backstage, Pei Xiao was putting on makeup while worrying about her feet. Maybe it was because she practiced all afternoon wearing high heels yesterday, but instead of getting better, the swelling became even worse.
The looks on the catwalk were quite exaggerated, and Pei Xiao could hardly recognize his own face after putting on makeup. In the waiting area, the director gave instructions again: "I call CUE, and you guys will go on stage, do you understand?"
Pei Xiao's palms were cold, her calves were trembling, and she could barely stand on her stilt-like high heels. The dazzling bright light from the front desk hit her, and she just wanted to retreat.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed her wet and cold palm. She was startled and looked up to see Gu Nanshun.
He also wore an exaggerated look, with thick eyeliner and hair sticking up with hairspray, but he had an unexpectedly cold and charming temperament. He seemed to have insight into Pei Xiao's psychology, and he smiled with a smile: "That's so.
You still dare to walk on the catwalk if you are not solid. Now it’s too late to back down.”
Before he finished speaking, the director next to him shouted: "No. 6, No. 7, prepare - CUE!"
Before Pei Xiao could stand still, she was pulled onto the T stage by Gu Nanshun. The beam of spotlight instantly enveloped the two of them, and Gu Nanshun stood behind her and urged: "Let's go, why are you standing still?"
Pei Xiao hurriedly stepped forward, but as soon as she raised her leg, her body swayed slightly. Gu Nanshun dragged her hand and pinched it hard: "Cheer up! You dare to make a fool of me!"
Pei Xiao could only walk forward cautiously step by step. It was dark under the stage, and all he could see were the dark heads and constant whispers, but the stage was as bright as day, and the spotlights followed him everywhere, making Pei Xiao's eyes dim and his right foot
The pain is like a time bomb, I don't know when it will explode.
Pei Xiao knew that he must have gone terribly wrong, his face was stiff, let alone a typhoon, and he just wanted to make no mistakes. However, God did not follow his wishes. When he turned around, the 12-centimeter ultra-thin heel of his right foot suddenly got stuck on the stage.
In the gap between the spotlights, Pei Xiao clicked his heel, and immediately felt a sharp sting from his ankle——
"Ah..." The nearby audience even heard her cry of pain, and Xi Xiangdong quickly stood up from his seat.
Seeing that Pei Xiao was about to fall forward, Gu Nanshun quickly grabbed her waist and hugged her sideways. He even stopped and posed to the audience, as if all this was an event arranged in advance on the stage.
The handsome windbreaker fluttered up when he turned around, and his slender figure of 185cm, coupled with this series of heroic actions to save the beauty, caused the scene to burst into applause after a moment of silence.
Pei Xiao leaned on Gu Nanshun's arms, watching all this in panic, as if he still hadn't recovered.
Gu Nanshun pinched her waist hard and said through gritted teeth, "You still don't want to smile at me?"