Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qinglan lowered her head slightly, picked up the complicated hem of the skirt lightly like jade fingers, and walked down from the nanny's car.

At that moment, almost everyone present was stunned!

I saw the girl wearing a bright red waist-length skirt, and a cloud-like golden woven shirt draped over her shoulders. The embroidery pattern on the front is exquisite and ingenious. The Phoenix Heavy Industry embroidery is woven on the back of the big-sleeved shirt, and the sea of ​​clouds is dotted with silver threads. The patterned skirt falls naturally.

Qingyue changed her charming and sexy slightly curly long hair, and tied the black and green silk like a cloud of snow into a bun. The golden hairpin was inserted obliquely into the temples, and she swayed slightly. A white jade flower hairpin had a few strands of fine tassels hanging down.

"She..." Jian Shutong suddenly froze in place.

Ninth Sister's eyes couldn't help flashing a flash of amazement. Although she had never seen Qingyue, she could guess something when she saw the mask on her face. She was so shocked that an electric current shot up from the soles of her feet.

Shi Qinglan wore a mask as usual, but it was not the usual fashionable and charming modern mask, but a golden mask carved out of Chinese style patterns, covering the upper half of her face.

"This...is this Qingyue?" The reporters were shocked.

Qingyue's positioning in the music industry has always been sexy and charming, with a graceful figure and a seductive voice. The media came across several times and took photos of her in Reuters, all dressed in extremely neat tight black clothes, even if she held a concert or participated in an award ceremony It's often a black dress and a red dress...

No one has ever seen Qingyue in ancient costume!

Now she is wearing a bright red Hanfu, with a gorgeous gold-woven phoenix draped over her back, and a crimson skirt with a trailing tail draped behind her, as if she has rolled out a red carpet for herself.

"Hi everyone." Shi Qinglan raised her pretty face slightly, her red lips slightly raised, and her eyes were full of determination, "I am Qingyue."

Even though half of her face is covered by a mask, she still wears classical makeup, with crimson eye shadow hooking her eyes, her pure and beautiful eyes are slightly raised, and the corners of her eyes are dotted with red bean-like cinnabar.

Hearing the righteous master admit his identity...

The media reporter finally recovered from the shock, and immediately picked up the camera and pointed it at Shi Qinglan, shooting frantically!

"Oh my God, that's all it takes to overwhelm a country and a city..."

"The moment I saw her, I thought I had time-traveled. This is the real classic beauty!"

"Ah, I don't want to be Jian Shutong's navy anymore! I've become a fan of Qingyue Road! This is the spokesperson of Guofeng!"

Everyone's attention was instantly absorbed by Shi Qinglan.

The sailors Jiujie bought for Jian Shutong have even forgotten their responsibilities, and their eyes are glued to Shi Qinglan's body!

Jian Shutong's face became a little ugly, she faintly flustered, clenched her fists tightly, "Ninth Sister, they..."

She was afraid that these words would be heard by reporters and used to make a fuss.

After all, these fans were originally the sailors bought by Ninth Sister, and now they speak out directly after being seduced by Shi Qinglan!

"This bunch of damned bastards." Ninth Sister gritted her teeth.

She stared closely at Shi Qinglan who was wearing a Hanfu, but she really didn't expect that she would end up with such a trick.

Fans and media reporters flocked to her.

Shi Qinglan was surrounded by crowds, the spotlights were constantly flickering, and fans adored and screamed one after another.

"Baby, don't be crowded." Shi Qinglan's red lips curled up slightly.

The corners of her eyes raised a little, and the cinnabar mole dotted with it made her even more charming, "Hey, go back and wait for me in front of the TV at home, you won't be disappointed."

Hearing this, the fans screamed like groundhogs again.

They never dreamed that Qingyue, who couldn't even be found by the media, was now chatting with them face to face, and she was so approachable and loved by fans!

"Goddess Qingyue, I really really like you!"

"You are my ideal in the world, my starlight, every time I can't keep up with my studies, I will take out your songs and listen to them. Do you know that you have always been my role model!"

"Goddess, you...can you sign for me?"

Fans gathered around and refused to leave, Shi Qinglan's eyes flashed a helpless but doting smile, she looked at those fans with a sweet smile, "Okay, but you should go home after signing, Otherwise, it will cause trouble for the TV station here."

"Okay, okay! The goddess is really a fan!"

"The goddess actually still thinks about the TV station, unlike Jian Shutong who spends money to buy sailors to come and block the road..."

Hearing this, Jian Shutong almost gritted his teeth.

When she looked at Qinglan's eyes, there was a little resentment, but more of jealousy, wishing to shoot her through with her eyes.

She, Jian Shutong, is the number one state banquet chef in China. This variety show was supposed to be her home show, but Qingyue stole the limelight!

"Are you panicking?" Ninth Sister's smoky voice rang out lazily.

She casually glanced at Shi Qinglan, "In this variety show, appearance doesn't play any role. When you are officially recording, make good use of your cooking skills. There will always be times when her face hurts."

Hearing this, Jian Shutong's complexion improved a lot.

She gradually adjusted her mentality, pursed her lips lightly, "Ninth Sister is right, cooking is my trump card."

After all, this variety show revolves around the state banquet.

No matter how good-looking Qingyue is, if she is uneducated during the recording, knows nothing about Chinese state banquets or even can't cook, she will inevitably be criticized by netizens, and she will fall harder if she stands taller!

"Let's go in first." Ninth Sister withdrew her gaze indifferently, obviously not paying attention to this trivial matter.

Jian Shutong responded lightly, and followed Ninth Sister into the TV station.

Shi Qinglan signed autographs for the fans one by one, and then asked Nan Xiyue to coax them to leave. This place was finally over, but the media reporters who squatted in the news were still a slump.

They have secretly taken countless materials and photos!

Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes dimmed, and her eyes lightly drifted towards the direction of those reporters, her red lips were slightly parted, and she was about to say something...

"Miss Qingyue! It's a death sentence if you don't delete the photos!" The media reporters bit their bullets while hugging the cameras in their arms.

It was too difficult to get Qingyue's Reuters photo for them.

In the past, if there was an opportunity to take high-definition photos, they would be ordered to be deleted by Qingyue's bodyguards. Occasionally, the photos posted on the Internet were all high-definition, and readers could only restore them by themselves with a fan filter.

Shi Qinglan smiled with red lips, "You guys keep it."

Hearing this, the media reporters widened their eyes in shock, looking at such a talkative goddess Qingyue in disbelief—after returning home, they must send countless press releases and blow rainbow farts like crazy!

"Let's go." Nan Xiyue slowly opened her lips lazily.

Shi Qinglan nodded slightly, and the Zhuchai step and the fine tassels swayed slightly, dazzling but not too luxurious.

She started walking towards the TV station in lotus steps...

A nanny's car suddenly stopped by the side of the road, and then a cheerful and clear male voice rang out, "Miss Qingyue."

Hearing the sound, Shi Qinglan's back stiffened and his scalp went numb.

There is one more later, before half o'clock~

Woohoo, I have a dream of writing old sayings.