Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qinglan lowered her head slightly, gently picked up the complicated skirt with her jade-like fingers, and stepped out of the nanny's car gracefully.

At that moment, almost everyone present was stunned!

The girl is seen wearing a bright red waist-length undershirt, and a cloud-like gold woven jacket is draped over her shoulders. The embroidery pattern on the placket is exquisite and clever. Phoenix Heavy Industry embroidery is woven on the back of the big-sleeved shirt, and the sea of ​​clouds is decorated with silver threads. The patterned skirt falls naturally.

Qingyue changed her charming and sexy slightly curly long hair, and her dark green silk hair, which was as thick as clouds and snow, was pulled into a bun. The gold hairpin was inserted diagonally into her temples, and she swayed lightly as she walked. A white jade hairpin had a few strands of fine tassels hanging down.

"She..." Jian Shutong suddenly froze on the spot.

Sister Ninth couldn't help but have a flash of surprise in her eyes. Although she had never seen Qingyue, she could guess a bit when she saw the mask on her face. She was so shocked that an electric current shot up in her feet.

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

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

Qingyue's position in the music industry has always been that she is sexy and charming, with a graceful figure and a seductive voice. The media occasionally encountered Reuters photos of her several times, all of which were dressed in extremely neat tight-fitting black clothes, even when she was giving concerts or attending award ceremonies. It's often a black dress or a red dress...

No one has ever seen Qingyue in ancient costume!

Now she is wearing a bright red Hanfu, with a gorgeous woven gold phoenix draped on her back, and a trailing crimson skirt hanging behind her, as if she has rolled out a red carpet for herself. She is extremely gorgeous!

"Hello everyone." Shi Qinglan raised her pretty face slightly, her red lips raised slightly, and her eyes were filled with determination, "I am Qingyue."

Even though her mask covers half of her face, she still wears classical makeup, with crimson eyeshadow smearing on her eyes, her charming and beautiful eyes slightly raised, and the corners of her eyes dotted with red bean-like cinnabar.

Hearing the rightful owner admit his identity...

The media reporters finally recovered from the shock, and immediately picked up the camera and pointed it at Shi Qinglan, taking pictures wildly!

"Oh my god, it's just like that to conquer a country and a city..."

"The moment I saw her, I thought I had traveled through time. This is the true classical beauty, okay!"

"Ah ah ah, I don't want to be a sailor for Jian Shutong anymore! I have become a fan of Qingyue Lu! This is the spokesperson of national style!"

Everyone's attention was instantly sucked away by Shi Qinglan.

The sailors that Sister Ninth bought for Jian Shutong had even forgotten their responsibilities and their eyes were fixed on Shi Qinglan!

Jian Shutong's face became a little ugly, and she was slightly panicked. She clenched her fists tightly and said, "Sister Ninth, they..."

She was afraid that reporters would hear what she said and make a fuss about it.

After all, these fans were originally the followers bought by Ninth Sister, but now they were told directly after being seduced by Shi Qinglan!

"These damn little bastards." Ninth Sister gritted her teeth.

She stared closely at Shi Qinglan, who was wearing Hanfu, but she really didn't expect that she would return such a blow.

Fans and media reporters flocked to her.

Shi Qinglan was surrounded by people, the spotlights were flashing, and the fans' admiration and screams came one after another.

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

The corners of her eyes were slightly arched, and the cinnabar mole dotted with them made her more charming. "Be good, go back and wait for me in front of the TV at home. I won't let you down."

Hearing this, the fans let out another wave of groundhog screams.

They never dreamed that Qingyue, who could not even be found by the media, would be chatting with them face to face, and she would be so approachable and doting on her fans!

"Goddess Qingyue, I really, really like you!"

"You are my ideal in the world and my starlight in the sky. Every time I can't persevere in studying, I will listen to your songs. Do you know that you have always been my role model!"

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

The fans gathered around and refused to leave. A helpless but doting smile flashed in Shi Qinglan's eyes. She looked at the fans with a sweet smile, "Okay, but after signing your names, you should go home. Otherwise, it will cause trouble for the TV station.”

"Okay, okay! The goddess really loves her fans!"

"The goddess actually thinks about the TV station, unlike Jian Shutong who spent money to buy a navy to come and block the road..."

Hearing this, Jian Shutong almost broke his teeth.

When she looked at Qinglan, there was a little resentment in her eyes, but more of it was jealousy, and she wanted to shoot her through with his eyes.

She, Jian Shutong, is the number one state banquet chef in China. This variety show should have been her home, but Qingyue stole the spotlight!

"Are you panicking?" Ninth Sister's voice sounded lazily.

She glanced at Shi Qinglan casually, "In this variety show, appearance does not play any role. Make good use of your cooking skills during the official recording. There will always be times when her face hurts."

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

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

After all, this variety show is centered around the state banquet.

No matter how good-looking Qingyue is, if she acts uneducated during the recording, knows nothing about the Chinese state banquet or even knows how to 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 taking this trivial matter seriously.

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

Shi Qinglan signed autographs for the fans one by one, and then asked Nan Xiyue to coax them to leave. The scene was finally over, but the media reporters who were waiting for the news were still stubborn.

They had already secretly taken countless materials and photos!

Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes were slightly shimmering, and her eyes drifted lightly in the direction of those reporters. She opened her red lips and was about to say something...

"Miss Qingyue! If you don't delete the photos, you will die!" The media reporters hugged the cameras in their arms and said with a stiff face.

It was too difficult for them to get Reuters photos of Qingyue.

In the past, if they had the opportunity to take high-definition photos, they would be ordered to delete them by the bodyguards around Qingyue. The photos that were occasionally posted online were all blurry, and readers could only restore them by themselves with the fan filter.

Shi Qinglan smiled lightly with her red lips, "You can keep them."

Hearing this, the media reporters opened their eyes in shock, looking at the goddess Qingyue who was so easy to talk to in disbelief - after returning, they must issue countless press releases to blow up the rainbow fart crazily!

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

Shi Qinglan nodded gently, and her red hairpin and tassels swayed lightly, dazzling but not too luxurious.

She took lotus steps and prepared to walk towards the TV station...

A nanny car suddenly stopped by the roadside, and then a cheerful and clear male voice sounded, "Miss Qingyue."

Hearing the voice, Shi Qinglan's back stiffened and his scalp numbed.

There will be another update later, half an hour ago~

Wow, I have a dream of writing ancient Chinese.