The first one who couldn’t resist was Li Xinying.

She had a performance, and she watched TV in the hotel after the performance. She had no idea that An Ran was involved in costume design.

But as a star’s basic quality, wherever there is a fashion festival or themed catwalk, you have to look twice. What if you come across something you like?

When walking on the red carpet in public, what you fear most is that your clothes match your clothes, or your taste is not good enough, which will make those people who make a living from their pens laugh at you to death.

So if you have nothing to do, you have to think about clothing, how can it be unique and unique.

Li Xinying sat in the hotel just to take a look.

The Lin'an Fashion Festival is not very influential, but this time because of the sponsorship of the old Dong, many master designers came, and maybe something can be gained from it.

But after looking at it for a long time, there was no dress that stood out to me.

It wasn't until Emma came on stage to introduce An Ran's cheongsam to everyone that An Ran's idea came to her attention.

"Is this guy good?" Li Xinying said to Song Feifei: "Didn't you go to Lin'an to shoot the MV? Why did you go to the Fashion Festival again?"

Song Feifei leaned on the bed and said lazily: "Old Dong, he has a very good relationship with me."

There is also the possibility that I can help the old director, and it will be feasible based on the relationship between the two.

The two of them really didn't take it seriously, after all, it happened suddenly.

Li Xinying really didn't expect An Ran to make such unique clothes.

As a result, Tangni came on stage.

Li Xinying was making a lot of noise in the hotel, hopping and pointing at Tang Ni on the TV, "I want this dress. Contact An immediately. Don't give it to anyone else. I want..."

Song Feifei was speechless. Fortunately, this was the presidential suite and it was a big place.

Otherwise, just with your heartbreaking "I want", you will be on the headlines tomorrow.

"Okay, don't make trouble, I'll call now!"

Li Xinying came over and grabbed Song Feifei's arm and said: "Sister Feifei, tell him that as long as he is willing to give me these clothes, he can have anything he wants. Even if it's you, I'll give it to him!"

Song Feifei was furious, "You little heartless person, he won't want me, he will definitely want you!"

"Just wait, I'm going to call An Ran. Li Tianhou is willing to exchange herself for a set of clothes with you. As long as you give her this cheongsam, she won't be treated as a human being..."

"..."

Li Xinying raised her chin proudly, "Huh, just tell me, give me the cheongsam, and don't treat me like Li Xinying! I'll see what he says!"

Song Feifei said "Hey" twice and the call was made.

After two rings, An Ran answered the phone, "Sister Feifei! What's the matter?"

"???"

If you call me sister, just call me sister. What does adding the word "big" mean?

Little bastard, I think you're a little arrogant.

What Li Xinying said just now was a joke, she had no intention of saying it.

As a result, An Ran's "eldest sister" completely made Song Feifei angry.

What the hell, I’m the eldest sister? I’m older than you in some places, but how else are you older? You’re even taller than me in some places!

Big sister, big sister, how much older am I than you?

Song Feifei coughed and said, "Teacher An, Xinying just saw the clothes you designed. What she meant was, can you leave this clothes to her..."

Just when she was about to speak, she heard Li Xinying scream out.

She was so frightened that she almost threw her phone away.

Crazy!

One comes out and the other comes out.

I saw Li Xinying pointing to the phone excitedly, "Huang Ling... Huang Ling..."

Song Feifei looked up and couldn't help but breathe quickly.

Huang Ling... Isn’t this too beautiful?

The femininity almost overflowed from the screen, especially when Huang Ling walked to the front, flipped her wrist slightly, and waved her fan lightly, her eyes turned like this...

Even though the two people standing in front of the TV are both women, my heart can't help but jump at this moment.

It is simply... the best interpretation of the word "woman", which makes people fall in immediately and cannot extricate themselves.

Li Xinying couldn't wait to run to Song Feifei and shouted into the phone: "Eunuch An... No, Xiao Anzi!"

"No...Teacher An..." When he said the word "teacher", his voice was coquettish, ambiguous, and a bit shy. An Ran almost fainted on the spot.

"Sister Xinying, please speak carefully, I will get diabetes if you act like this!"

This feels like a Fuzhou movie!

Li Xinying didn't care what he said, "That cheongsam is mine! Whichever one Tangni gives me, I will be yours. Give me Huang Ling's one too. Don't treat me like a human being..."

An Ran: "!!!"

What you said was so violent that I couldn’t digest it for a while.

"Did you hear that? Did you hear that? Don't treat me like a human being..."

Li Xinying's voice was almost shouting at the top of her lungs.

Song Feifei slapped her, "Do you still want some shame? Just say no!"

Over there, An Ran was so shocked by Li Xinying's voice that her eardrums hurt. She held the phone three feet away and said, "Sister Xinying, I definitely have your clothes, but we don't need to study the matter of not being human. I'll hang up first!"

"Bah!" The phone hung up.

Song Feifei said angrily: "Hang up, hang up, you scared him..."

Li Xinying curled her lips and said, "If you hang up, hang up. Anyway, he promised me that there will definitely be more people with me."

"What about me? Don't I want one?" Song Feifei pinched the soft flesh of Li Xinying's waist, "I have been your agent for so many years, will you remember me?"

The two started fighting in the room.

At this time, An Ran's phone kept ringing, with calls from celebrities from all walks of life.

The noise made An Ran's brain hurt.

Just turn off your phone and be clean.

I don’t know when, the rain fell from the sky, bringing a bit of coolness and a bit of softness.

As the song enters the second verse, the last one, Chen Yasi, appears.

In the steady rain, Chen Yasi, wrapped in a milk-colored cheongsam and holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, walked onto the T stage singing.

Her slender waist, plump figure, elegant temperament, and almost suffocating beauty illuminate the entire stage.

The audience below didn’t know who it was, so they took a few steps forward.

Then they all stood up and rushed to the bottom of the T stage.

The guests in the front were crowded into a mess, and the celebrities in the back ran faster than the audience, and they were the first to squeeze in front of the stage to watch.

The security guard responsible for maintaining order did not expect everyone to be so excited. I thought it was a fashion festival and would not be too much trouble.

But now it seems that the problem is getting bigger.

Almost most people rushed over, especially women.

The human wall formed by more than a dozen security guards was quickly broken open.

Then everyone gathered in front of the T stage, looking obsessively at Chen Yasi who was slowly walking up the T stage...

Elegant, generous and calm!

It is simply the best representative of the restrained beauty of Oriental women!
Chapter completed!