Wanyan Jiatai was amused, pointed to Lou shiting and said, "who does this child follow?"

For a moment, everything was silent.

Everyone seems to be thinking about it.

Old man Wanyan first looked at Wanyan Jiatai, and old man Wei followed him.

Finally, everyone's eyes fell on Wanyan Jiatai.

Suddenly, facing the terrible gaze of so many people, the prince stepped back two steps: "what do you... What do you think I'm doing?"

Are these people crazy?

Lou tianqin first took back his eyes and muttered in his heart, how can my son be like Wanyan Jiatai?

……

After the banquet, everyone left with their families.

Because Lou tianqin has too many family members, one car is not enough.

Lou shiting and Lou tianqin, Jiang Xiaomi and his daughter and eldest son.

After the car left, Lou shiting suddenly asked, "Daddy, when shall we come again?"

Lou tianqin glanced at his younger son lightly. After reading the Yan Family's father and son's expression, it is estimated that you will never want to come in your life.

"Say it again."

Lou shiting was intoxicated and said, "next time I come over, I can't come empty handed."

"Shiting, some things are not like you." Lou tianqin touched his little son's head and said in earnest.

Lou shiting opened his ignorant eyes and looked at the great man beside him. In his world, Lou tianqin was like a God.

"What?"

Lou tianqin pursed his lips: "you can play with blossoms, but you can't kiss her anymore. Understand?"

"Aren't girls just for kissing? Blossoming is a girl. It's right for me to kiss her."

"Who told you?" Lou tianqin found it very difficult to understand.

"Second uncle."

Lou tianqin's forehead twitched violently.

Jiang! Ho! Minister!

At this time, Jiang Ershao, who was watching the dream show, shivered inexplicably.

"Er Shao, would you like someone to take a coat?" Asked the dream show executive.

Jiang HaoChen shook his hand: "No."

The show hasn't started yet. The host is warming up. The witty words make the audience laugh from time to time, and the applause is higher than a burst. Jiang HaoChen occasionally smiles, but his smile is very shallow.

Compared with the scene, the atmosphere of the backstage is much more dignified, and all models are preparing in full swing.

Dream show seems to have a low threshold. In fact, the selection process is very harsh. Tens of thousands of girls with dreams participated in the selection of dream show, but few have a real chance to go on the stage.

Tonight is the last selection of the dream show. The rule is the on-site elimination system. After that, the models with the most votes sign on the spot, and the models with lower scores mean elimination.

When the host saw that the atmosphere was almost over, he smiled and said, "next, let's invite our models today!"

The previous background music was replaced by percussion music with a full sense of rhythm. The first model stepped out with seven inch high heels.

The long skirt that fits the body shape puts out layers of waves when walking. In order to highlight the mysterious temperament, the eyes of the model are covered with a layer of black hollow cloth.

"Gee, what are you doing with a piece of cloth on your face? You can't see your face."

"Have you ever heard that you still hold the Pipa and half cover your face? It's boring to see everything clearly."

"If you don't wear clothes and hold the pipa, it's beautiful."

"When will Zhao Yihuan play?"

"It's probably in the back. Don't worry."

These people who spoke were invited by Li Feier. She knew that Zhao Yihuan was going to make a comeback through the dream show. Li Feier didn't want her to have such a chance.

After walking past four or five models, it was Zhao Yihuan's turn to appear.

She was wearing a small black dress without any extra decorations.

Jiang HaoChen narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhao Yihuan on the stage. The little model knew how to publicize his beauty.

An ordinary black skirt was worn by her as if she couldn't afford it.

"Zhao Yihuan, look here -"

"Whew -"

Flirting whistles and cheering applause followed all the way. When the judges of the competition heard the noise, they just looked this way without being stopped.

During the show, any accident can happen. If you don't have the ability to respond, how can you stand on the T-stage?

After Zhao Yihuan stepped down, other models followed him on the stage. Taking advantage of this gap, Jiang HaoChen got up and came behind the people who had just made a fuss. He leaned down and put his hands naturally on the back of each other's chair: "brothers, there's something I want to ask."

"Who are you?" Rich second generation a has doubts on his face.

It is well known that the Chiang family is low-key. In addition, it is not surprising that Jiang HaoChen stays on the cruise ship all year round and that the people on the shore don't recognize him.

Jiang HaoChen said kindly, "it doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is, do you know what I do here?"

Several men were made to look at each other by his strange words. One of them said impatiently, "if you have something to do, get out of here."

Jiang HaoChen laughed: "coincidentally, you said everything I wanted to say."

Jiang HaoChen is a modest gentleman with theout showing his mountain and dew. Apart from his handsome appearance, he has no chips to intimidate others.

His words were like a drop of water in hot oil. The other party was estimated to be so big that he had never seen such an arrogant person and immediately exploded.

When Zhao Yihuan changed his clothes again and came out, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of someone scuffling under the stage. No, it shouldn't be a scuffle, it should be a sling.

Jiang HaoChen alone hanged and beat the rich second generation who were full and supported. Zhao Yihuan seemed to walk forward without stopping, but he was muttering in his heart, what fist and chair are you using? Isn't there a chair next to it?

As soon as she was talking in her heart, she saw the man take a chair with his backhand and swing it at each other's head.

pretty In his heart, Zhao Yihuan applauded the handsome brother who "acted courageously" and then swayed off the stage.

Other models are not as lucky as her. Some step disorderly and some sprain their feet. In short, there is chaos under the stage and there is nothing better on the stage.

When Jiang HaoChen was fighting, the people around him didn't dare to come forward at will. When Jiang HaoChen was happy, the security guard came and left with the injured rich second generation.

"Jiang Ershao, are you all right?" Executives came forward with lingering fear.

Jiang HaoChen said faintly, "the clothes are a little tight. If I know there is such a stubble, I'll change another set."

The farce ended and the walk of the dream show ended. Half an hour was enough to see the professional level of the model. After some thinking, the judges gave an absolutely fair score. Zhao Yihuan entered the ranks of contracted models without any suspense.

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