Chapter 888

At the same time, some girls who have put on make-up happily gathered around to watch Li Yundong's make-up. On weekdays, they dare not look at her more. At this time, they dare to point out and comment on him.

About half an hour later, Li Yundong could hear the program on the front desk in the background. The hypocrite next to him said, "OK, have a look!"

Li Yundong dared to open his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw a man with white hair and some old face in the mirror in front of him. He was thin on his cheeks. At this time, after putting on makeup, the hair on both sides was sprinkled again, which made it more and more obvious that the whole person's temperament was like the same sword out of its sheath, cold and unusual.

The girls who watched one after another Tut and sigh. Feng Na also came over at this time, looked carefully at Li Yundong, and then gave a thumbs up to the fake mother: "yes, indeed!"

Then she pushed Li Yundong into the dressing room: "come on, go and change your props and clothes. They're all ready for you."

Li Yundong was manipulated by her like a puppet, so he had to enter the dressing room reluctantly. When he changed his clothes and came out, the people around him immediately cheered!

Li Yundong has gray hair and two inches of white beard. He has long hair and a shawl. He is wearing a white coat that is better than snow, and a sword with red ears on his back. Standing there gives people a sense of standing in the distance. People feel that what is standing in front of him is not a college student, but a great master of Sword Fairy who only exists in the novel game!

Ordinary people must have an unspeakable strange feeling in this dress, but Li Yundong gives people a strong classical beauty and cold beauty. He is really like a living character coming out of the game!

"Shit..." Feng Na took a breath of air-conditioning. Even she didn't expect that Li Yundong could deduce the sword saint's temperament so perfectly. She said, "if you go to cosplay, you will be the first!"

Li Yundong didn't answer either. He just glanced at her obliquely. His eyes were full of vicissitudes and coldness, as if he had read all the love and hatred in the world.

Feng Na was shocked by Li Yundong's look: what kind of look is this? He, he is obviously a college student younger than me. Why do you have such cold eyes? This kind of look can't be played! What the hell has he been through?

After Li Yundong glanced at Feng Na, he snorted, lifted his long coat, and then sat down on a stool with a golden dagger. He secretly said: this smelly woman manipulated me enough. If you don't give you some color to see, you don't know what a sword saint is!

His lofty appearance and arrogant and cold style are almost the same as the sword saint. He only stared at some performance students nearby. Jiang XiuXiu, who plays Gallo Jiao, straightened his eyes: "has he learned to perform before? How can he act so vividly?"

Seeing Li Yundong's appearance, Feng Na seemed to have entered the play in advance. Her eyes turned. Then she came behind Li Yundong, greeted a classmate and said, "Hey, take a picture of me and the sword saint!"