My Lift As A Top Star In A Book

Qin Nuan leaned against the door, held an ancient fan in her hand, lowered her eyes and smiled slightly: "You guys are too exaggerated!"

Li Jing yelled: "It's not an exaggeration at all, I've already thought of your most searched entry tonight!"

"Let's go! Let's go to the awards show!"

After Tan Xue finished speaking, she found a coat from somewhere, and wrapped Qin Nuan's entire body with Li Jing.

Qin Nuan glanced at the overcoat that covered her body tightly from shoulders to ankles, raised her eyebrows helplessly, and said, "You guys should change to sacks next time."

"I'll pick a beautiful sack when I get home, and I'll use it for you next time." Li Jing accepted the words with a smile.

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At the Magnolia Awards Gala, Song Zhan took his seat after walking the red carpet.

Sitting beside him, Shen Qinghuan saw him staring intently at the stage, wondering what he was thinking, and asked, "Are you worried about this year's Best Actor award?"

Song Zhan replied lightly, "No."

Seeing that he was still staring at the stage when he was answering, Shen Qinghuan didn't even give her a glimpse of the corner of her eye, so she smiled and didn't speak any more.

I don't know how long I waited until all the actors, directors, and related personnel entered the venue before the lights on the stage came on.

Song Zhan looked down at the watch on his wrist. There were still ten minutes before the party started, so he sat up straight.

The waiting time passed by every minute and every second.

At eight o'clock, all the lights in the venue were turned off, and everyone in the venue fell silent.

At this time, the lights on the stage gradually dimmed.

After about a minute of silence, a burst of pipa sounded, like jade beads moving on a plate, moving people's hearts.

Accompanied by Wu Nong's soft-spoken singing, the curtain on the stage was slowly opened.

A figure stood in the center of the stage, standing sideways, wearing a cheongsam, with the light from behind shining on her body, making her exquisite figure more graceful and soft.

Holding a dough fan in her slender hands with well-defined bones, she walked slowly to the beat of the drum in the misty smoke.

The lights on the stage gradually brightened, but they were not fully turned on. Instead, the lights were adjusted just right, so that the audience in the audience could not only feel the hazy beauty of flowers in the mist, but also clearly see the beautiful bodies of the performers on the stage. posture.

Song Zhan sat under the stage, watched Qin Nuan slowly move away the round fan covering his face, looked at the audience with winking eyes, then turned around, and danced to the music gently and gracefully.

But Song Zhan was not in the mood to watch the dance at all, because he could clearly see the clothes Qin Nuan was wearing.

A beautifully cut cheongsam set off Qin Nuan like the most beautiful and coquettish red rose in Shanghai.

But the slits on the skirt were too bold, directly reaching the thighs, so every time Qin Nuan stretched his legs, his fair and thin long legs could be seen at a glance.

There is also a piece of drop-shaped cloth cut out under the button of the collar on the chest, revealing a beautiful landscape. With the dancing movements, Song Zhan, who is sitting in the second row, can even see the undulating arc of the landscape.

His face darkened.

After watching the whole dance performance, Song Zhan's face was extremely ugly.

Sitting at the side, Shen Qinghuan saw that Song Zhan's expression was not right, and then glanced at Qin Nuan who was taking the curtain call on the stage. This dance is very beautiful, why is Song Zhan still angry?

She asked inexplicably, "what's the matter with you? You seem to be in a bad mood."

Song Zhan didn't answer.

He took out the mobile phone in his pocket, bowed his head and sent a transoceanic message to his mother, and every word was typed out by typing hard on the keyboard.

"Mrs. Song, what kind of rubbish is your design this time?"

"Is the Song family short of your money to buy fabric?"

[Song's father frowned, did the Song family open a vinegar factory this year? 】