The husband assigned by the state is too deep into the drama

The music started, and the enthusiastic voice of the host echoed in people's ears, "The Qualifiers for the Elite International Competition is starting! Next, let's see the work brought to you by designer Luo Qingyun, Misty Rain in the River."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the people hadn't come out yet, so there were inevitably complaints from the auditorium.

"Who is this Luo Qingyun? He disappeared during such a big event?"

"I've never heard of this name before, who knows where the bumpkin came from."

Dai Xueman listened to these voices with satisfaction, and felt more and more complacent, telling you to snatch my elder brother Yanxing to make you look good.

Xiao Yanxing frowned in dissatisfaction, "It's so noisy."

The special assistant on the side bowed and left, and the venue became much quieter after a while.

All the flickering lights were suddenly extinguished, and a beam of light hit the runway, changing colors as the models came out slowly.

This garment is lined with light gauze silk, with dense Cantonese embroidery stitch patterns on the surface, and the main copy is Spring River Misty Rain.

The greenness of early spring reveals the desolation of winter, and the vitality of life is contained in despair. The spring grass is reborn, and the wildfire is lingering.

As soon as Su Xiaoyan appeared on the stage, everyone was shocked, especially Dai Zijin's eyes were worth watching, "This girl should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to see it in the world."

Xiao Yanxing interrupted him politely, "Poetry is not used in this way."

"You, you are so uninteresting."

The following river water, cooking smoke, and drizzle all received endless praise without exception.

The combination of scenery and people subtly turns the static painting into a dynamic beauty, which makes people smack their tongues.

Xiao Yanxing didn't even move his eyelids when the four models showed up on the stage. Although the clothes were beautiful, he always felt that something was missing, until Luo Qingyun appeared.

The gray and black cheongsam clings to the skin, perfectly showing the gentle beauty of a classical woman. The emerald green buttons remind people of lotus leaves after the rain. The moire on the neckline undulates like waves as she walks. Shang Luo Qingyun's protruding figure made her blood boil.

Thinking of saying that he was small in the morning, and now being slapped in the face, Xiao Yanxing expressed his displeasure, "It's so revealing! Isn't it cold?"

Just as everyone was immersed in the beautiful catwalk, someone suddenly shouted.

"Oops! The model's heel is broken!"

Sure enough, Luo Qingyun on the stage staggered a bit, her ankle swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, facing this sudden situation, everyone gasped, some were worried, and some gloated.

Dai Xueman's eyes were extremely enthusiastic and excited, and he almost clapped his hands. Dai Zijin turned his head inadvertently, and was startled by his sister's eyes, and immediately a bad feeling came to his heart.

"Sherman, you couldn't have done it."

"Brother, what are you thinking, am I such a despicable person?"

"It's not you?"

"No, but I'm happy to see her in bad luck, who made her always pester brother Yanxing."

Regarding his sister's words, Dai Zijin believed deeply, and there was no other reason. Every time Dai Xueman told a lie, she would unconsciously clench her fists. It seemed that she really did not do this.

Xiao Yanxing fixed his eyes on Ding Haifan who was beside him, and as expected, the corner of Ding Haifan's mouth raised to reveal an intriguing smile.

Xiao Yanxing didn't move, he wanted to see how she would solve this matter.

I saw Luo Qingyun took off her high heels calmly, and walked barefoot on the runway, her aura radiating from all directions, at this moment she was the queen of the entire runway.

Ding Haifan gritted his teeth in resentment, "It doesn't work like this, you are really strong."

As soon as Luo Qingyun got off the stage, the severe pain in her feet could no longer be tolerated, and she fell down the steps. The pain she imagined did not come. When she opened her eyes, it was Xiao Yanxing who was dressed in a suit.

"How long are you going to press, don't get up quickly."

"Oh, thank you"

As soon as Luo Qingyun got up, she saw Su Xiaoyan who was staggering, her face full of tears, running over, "Qingyun, are you okay, I was scared to death just now."

"Of course it's fine, don't worry, look, you can still move, hiss~" Luo Qing Yun frowned in pain, she really shouldn't be too embarrassing.

Xiao Yanxing took off his suit jacket, revealing the shirt inside, and then handed the jacket to Luo Qingyun.

All the little models flashed their hearts and minds together.

"Look. Mr. Xiao is so handsome."

"That's right, what a gentleman."

"Hey~ It's really annoying to compare people to people. People are also cold, so there is no one to send clothes."

Xiao Yanxing opened his thin lips lightly, "The clothes are wrinkled by you, wash them and smooth them back to me."

The models instantly petrified, we take back what we just said.

Luo Qingyun smiled brightly, she doesn't like to owe favors, this is very good.

"Leave it to me, and you will be satisfied."

With Luo Qingyun's stunning opening, Ding Haifan's works can't make any waves at all. In addition, he is Luo Qingyun's next appearance, so he is even more the object of comparison.

The result was as Xiao Yanxing expected, the last finalist in the qualifiers, the evening dress was not designed by him, so it was lucky to be the last one.

This qualifier adopts a three-round competition system, with layer-by-layer selection and submission. In the third round of the final round, the champion, runner-up and third runner-up are selected to represent the top designers in China, and they will compete in the world.

After returning to the room, Luo Qingyun was already exhausted and spread out on the sofa. Re-editing the clothes had already consumed a lot of her experience, and coupled with the unexpected situation on the catwalk, it really killed her.

The phone rang suddenly, and he picked up the phone to look, it was an unfamiliar phone number, as soon as the phone was connected, a strange male voice rang out, "Excuse me, is this Miss Luo Qingyun?

"I'm."

"It's like this, your brother got drunk and made trouble in our bar, causing serious damage to the property in the bar. Look..."

"Just do what you want." After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone, she could still think of Luo Jiafeng cursing herself at the moment, but so what, she is neither his father nor his mother, why should something happen Come to her and ask for money?
In less than 2 minutes, the call from my aunt came as scheduled, and the sharp voice pierced through the eardrums and hit the brain, "Luo Qingyun, you are so cruel! Do you know that it's because you don't pay, Your brother was taken away just now!"

"You little heartless, we have raised you for so many years, and this is how you repay us? You...you..." The aunt's tongue was full of flowers, and the curses were like a cannonball, one after another. come out.

Luo Qingyun just listened quietly, yawning from time to time.

"Have you finished? Hang up after you finish speaking. I'm very busy now."

"Auntie has a good rest, she is very angry, but no one can save my brother."

"You..." The voice on the other side choked and almost spit out old blood.