Chapter 1818： He has a secret (32)

Chapter 1818 He has a secret (32)

And when he came back, he also had a golden sword in his hand.

The dazzling oversized sapphire on the hilt is shining in the light.

Some people who read the jokes are a little bit wrong.

Especially some people who make small movements, their faces are terribly ugly.

Sister Wu was walking back and forth in a hurry, and when she saw Su Qiao's figure, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly greeted her.

'S eyes were immediately attracted by the sword in her hand.

"You...Where did you get this from?"

"My friend borrowed it." Su Qiao lied without a heartbeat.

"Although it is golden, it matches you better than the black sword, and it echoes the golden pattern on your chest."

Su Qiao’s clothing today is mainly black, with golden patterns embellished, the upper body is tougher, the lower body is more elegant, the ancient style elements are very strong, and some palace elements are added, which is elegant and free.

Holding a golden sword with one hand, as if drawing a dragon to clear the sky, it added a bit of domineering.

Sister Wu gritted her teeth: "Just go on like this! As for the designer, I'll talk about it then."

"It's almost yours."

"Don't be nervous, just do as usual."

Su Qiao nodded slightly, tightened the sword in his hand, walked to the side of the curtain, closed his eyes slightly, and silently calculated the frequency of the drum beat.

At the moment before she played, she opened her eyes, a sharp look flashed by, and then flung her wide sleeves and walked out calmly.

When Su Qiao stepped forward step by step on the beating drum, the whole show suddenly became silent.

Her steps are not fast or slow, expressing calmness, but every step is stepping on the drum.

seems to have a certain strength, stepping on everyone's heart, only the word shock can interpret their current mood.

Her eyes are indifferent and arrogant, and seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts directly, see your heart, and hit the darkness in your heart.

There was no expression on her face. Under the reflection of the light, a ray of golden light reflected from the golden sword in her hand, making her whole face even more dazzling.

The flowing hem of the robe, together with the straight and long hair, drew a beautiful arc in the air, free and easy.

Even the back is faintly domineering.

That unique temperament, that powerful aura, was actually an instant deterrent to everyone's mind.

Li Jingtai’s heartbeat speeded up, and the sounds of discussion, exclamations, and music in the venue gradually disappeared into his ears.

At this moment, in his world, there is only the heroic and glamorous figure on the stage, and everything else has disappeared.

He even saw any other colors again.

"Do not!"

Will not!

Will not!

He won’t be tempted!

Li Jingtai felt his heartbeat like a drum, the blood that was getting more and more boiling in his body, and the urge to run up and hide him immediately, and he panicked instantly.

He didn't dare to look at Su Qiao on the stage again, turned around and hurried out of the hall.

Su Qiao’s performance, even the female models who are colleagues can't say a bad thing. Sister Wu stood by the curtain and watched intently, her heartbeat almost stopped.

When Su Qiao went through the entire show smoothly and came to her, her face was already full of tears.

There is excitement, excitement, sadness for not wasting these years of hard work, and the joy of being happy for Su Qiao.

"Are you acting badly? I cried like this."

(End of this chapter)