Chapter 64

Can't help turning around, but it is full of wine, glass light wine shadow, nothing.

Just then, the exciting background music came from the hotel, and then two emcees, a man and a woman, came out of the banquet table in the center of the hall. There was a round of applause under the stage. Xia Tong understood that the selection of the chief designer of NES, the finale of the evening, had begun.

First, Gu Haoran delivered a speech as the president of the company, and then the heads of the major sponsor companies went up to speak. So for more than half an hour, the crystal chandelier in the hall suddenly darkened, and the next moment, the whole audience fell into darkness.

Poop, poop, poop

Xia Tong heard his heart beating violently. No one knows that five years ago, after he escaped from saiyue Island, he was extremely afraid of the dark. The despair of wandering in the dark, unable to find a light outlet, every time she thought of it, she would be forced to toss and turn.

Suddenly in the dark, a warm hand grasped her tightly, slightly wet, and her cold palm formed a strong contrast.

It should be Gu Haoran. Xia Tong's mind is settled.

At this time, several beams of light lit up on the banquet stage, and then the models with long legs and thin waists came out from the backstage, wearing the works of major designers. The master of ceremonies introduced the audience with a microphone, and there was a cry of admiration from time to time.

Xia Tong's work is called "skirt Yang", which is a dress with classical elements. When the model dressed in "train Yang" came out, the enthusiasm of the scene reached a climax.

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After the exhibition, the lights in the hall came on. And those hands, just before the light came on, loosened.

Xia Tong looked around, but could not find any familiar figure. Just like everything in the dark, it was just a daydream for her.

There was a lot of noise in the hall, and everyone was whispering under the stage. After a while, Gu Haoran, who changed into another suit, stepped onto the stage with a more calm and sophisticated look.

He stretched out his hand and made a quiet gesture. "Tonight, the chief designer selection activity held by NES company, thank you for your time. On behalf of all members of NES company, I'd like to thank you all."

There was a round of applause from the audience, and he continued: "just after watching the whole fashion show backstage with several judges, I exchanged opinions with each other..."

Xia Tong listened to his high sounding words with great interest, but he felt very happy. Mingming is tired of this kind of boring banquet in his heart, but he can say everything on the surface. Xia tong can't help sighing, this kind of face changing speed, I'm afraid she can't learn all her life.

When her brain was wandering in outer space, she suddenly found that everyone's eyes were on herself. Xia Tong pulled the skirt inexplicably.

"Next, let's welcome today's winner, Miss Xia Tong, the author of skirt Yang, to the stage."