Weird internet celebrity company: female weird dressed as Two-dimensional

Chapter 260

The chaotic scene made people open their mouths.

Every step of development has exceeded expectations. In addition to shock, it is more of a strong curiosity to witness the big event.

Many people don't know why the number one supermodel in the golden age would target the young boss of a Huaguo entertainment company.

Only Wei Kun's heart is like a mirror.

It's true that Twiggy took advantage of the opportunity to attack Asian Fashion Week, but she is not an idiot, on the contrary, she is smart and well-informed.Twiggy's status and energy come from the fashion world she despises now, which is her inseparable root.

Whether it is the interest groups represented by top masters and fashion institutions, the organizer of the fashion week that spans the political and business circles of a multinational alliance, or Qiu Banshan, who is very symbolic, they are not easy to provoke.

Qiu Yunying and the legendary Xiao Hong were also not suitable targets.

So related, only the soft persimmon of Happiness and Entertainment is left... At least in Cui Ji's eyes, Happiness and Entertainment, which has only changed its head for less than a year, is undoubtedly the best force to bully.

Cui Ji looked at Wei Kun.

She thought she could see panic, uneasiness and fear, but on Wei Kun's face, she only saw a mysterious smile as expected.This calm expression caused Cui Ji to waver a little in her heart, and then she suddenly became firm. There is no turning back today!

Under the spotlight.

Wei Kun's Tang scarf and Tang civil official uniform don't look out of place during the fashion week, which is dominated by catwalks.

What's more, today's theme day is called... the past!
He looked at the microphone handed by the staff, and nodded slightly to Cui Ji, causing Cui Ji to frown and look back seriously.

this woman...

Really hard to deal with.

If it weren't for Wei Kun's early preparations, he added a little caution to all forces, and he came to participate in the fashion week with a vacation mentality, I am afraid that he will fall into a big fall without warning!Like Li Xiying in South Korea, he became a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat.

By answering the phone, he quietly wiped away the blood from his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

Backtracking four times.

Wei Kun used backtracking four times before he found the correct answer to counter Cui Ji!On his slightly pale face, there was a hint of confidence.

It was not he who seemed to be booed and thrown by those extreme dissidents.

According to the process, the prelude music for the finale performance did not stop, but sounded normally.

Tang Shahachi was used as a guide, Jiegu was beating lightly, and konghou and pipa were accompanied one after another, playing an ancient music of Tang style...

Wei Kun looked around.

Li Xiying was making jokes like "eunuch costume" happily, but in Wei Kun's eyes, he was just a clown who didn't care.

Only then did Wei Kun make a sound.

The "ghost sound" of Li Gui's intermediate level shows its powerful effect. The sound is graceful and sincere, like a clear spring, and the sincere narration catches the ears of many people at once, making the noisy venue unconsciously quiet down.

"Mr. Qiu Banshan is an old artist whom I respect very much."

"Art should not be involved in politics. It is pure, it is the exploration of human soul and self, not a tool for some people to make profits. I believe that Mr. Qiu's anger is not the interrupted program, but It is an insult of some kind of disease to today's art palace where masters gather..."

offstage.

"It's Wei Kun!" Qiu Yunying heard the voice and tried her best to push through the crowd until she finally saw the booth.

She did not find her father.

Anxious.

When looking at Wei Kun, he couldn't help being stunned.The antique Tang suit designed by Qiu Banshan himself complements Wei Kun's already excellent physical condition. Hearing his voice, he is like a civil servant or poet who has stepped out of an ancient Tang painting, or a gentle and noble son.

She was very surprised.

She has never seen Wei Kun perform on stage in person, and in her impression, Wei Kun is that clever, but loyal and reliable bad friend.

The sound drilled into her ears, her hair and back seemed to have electricity passing by, and it was like drinking a big sip of ice coke on a hot summer day, which aroused a lot of goose bumps, and she felt refreshed all over the place. This is someone listening Instinctive reaction to a beautiful sound.

It made Qiu Yunying's scorching heart feel a little calmed down.The heat brought by the doll's leather case turned into sweat, but she had already forgotten about it, and stared blankly at the side of the main stage, the familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

There are many people who reacted similarly to Qiu Yunying.

Guo Qing mixed with Qiu Banshan and looked at Wei Kun in surprise, the biggest jerk in the mouth of this best friend.

VIP seat.

Li Mei, the manager of Fengyi International, stared at the field with interest.

The mysterious figure beside him snorted softly, and said, "A slander makes money, and a mantis arm is a car. No matter how beautiful the scene is, can it withstand the huge waves that Cui Ji set off?"

Li Mei looked sideways and smiled slightly.

"This is what you fancy. How come you have less confidence than me? I don't think he can change anything. If the persuasion is useful, today's society will not be so impetuous and chaotic."

"Then why are you laughing? Where did you get your confidence?" the mysterious figure asked.

There was a bright light in Li Mei's eyes, as if looking forward to it: "He is just the one who plays the cards. The real hole card has not been revealed yet..."

remote tv.

People and organizations related to Wei Kun, or related to Happiness and Entertainment, are also paying attention to the changes in the venue at this time.Some people were sweating for it, while others showed the joy they deserved, and most of them just waited and watched, and they would only help the winners.

Among them is Hu Hengtai, a big businessman in Shanghai.

He noticed his daughter's nympho expression, resisted the urge to turn off the screen, raised his glass but didn't drink it for a long time, finally turned into a deep sigh full of alcohol.

"If you can pass this level..."

"I'll just listen to Lao Gong, so what if I take the risk to help you!"

Boom-!
The wine glass slammed on the table and echoed!

The sound transmitted by the microphone is also in the exhibition center at this time, buzzing and circling.

"I believe! Every female compatriot present, in the wave of thought and change, they can barely get rid of the suffering caused by feudalism and backwardness..."

"I believe! No one will agree to let the conspirators take advantage of their suffering to eat this dirty and utterly bloody steamed bread, to create anger and spread viciousness! Let our society, let the warm peace be torn apart by the cold hatred! "

"I believe! Those present are the silent majority! You want to speak out but are deprived by the media, you want to oppose bravely but are controlled by capital, and you want to say that sentence boldly, proudly and empathetically—people Human beings are created equal! Natural human rights, men and women too! However, those sleazy mice are manipulating our silence! Those flies who only want to enjoy rights but reject obligations! They are buzzing! They are polluting the world!"

The atmosphere at the scene gradually immersed in reason and thinking from chaos and hustle and bustle.

yes?

What the hell is creating our tear...

What is it that instigates our hatred?

Twiggy looked flustered.

She didn't want the frenzied atmosphere she worked so hard to destroy with just a few words from this man!

Twiggy took the microphone.

She raised her arms again, and with a sharp, piercing voice, she yelled angrily in her proficient Chinese: "Don't believe the demagogy of this discriminator! We must wake up, we must resist, we must judge—"

"This Asian Fashion Week is an outright discriminatory activity, and this Happiness Entertainment company is the culprit who misled Mr. Qiu. It is their flattering female artists who are willing to be objectified and shame us—— "

The emotions of those extreme dissidents were once again stimulated to boil and explode!Cui Ji's shouts sounded like a verdict on Wei Kun and his happy mutual entertainment.

Just when Cui Ji was planning to strike while the iron was hot and condemn the sinner to the cross...

dong dong!

Two heavy drums rang loudly, and the sound of shock resounded through the venue!
The modular assembled stage was finally ready, and as the lights came on, the audience couldn't help but took a deep breath, showing a shocked expression.

"what is this!"

"It's the Nightless City of Tang Dynasty..."

"Mr. Qiu's team recreated the ancient Gods of the Tang Dynasty on the stage of the Convention and Exhibition Center!"

The performance representing the highest level of the Qiu Group has begun!

If someone pays attention to the identities of these models, they will find that they are all the top and most famous contemporary supermodels in the world.Many of them regarded Qiu Banshan as a living totem when they were students. It was the spirit planted by the old gentleman in a foreign country, which inspired generations of students who broke into the fashion circle.

Even if I stand opposite the No.1 model Twiggy today!
Even that is their idol!
even if……

Just as a supporting role to set off her!

All kinds of classical Tang suits designed by Qiu Banshan are perfectly reproduced on them, walking slowly, accompanied by lights and music, and the ancient wooden buildings, as if at this moment, the people on the scene Back to the prosperous Tang Dynasty more than 1000 years ago, I can't help but look away!

There is the sound of passing away, although the ancient music of the Tang Dynasty accompanies it.

"Towering, powerful and broad, the illustrious Saint Keelung."

"Fei De inherits first, and Zhen Fu Cui bows."

"Inscription on the side of Wuyan, picture recommended in Luochuan."

"Missing sincerity and secluded feeling, Jingming suddenly reveals harmony."

"I am ashamed of Ziji, but I can't thank Xuanqiong."

It was Wei Kun, who stood solemnly on his side, leaned over and opened the curtain with a polite speech——

Just like the light of a giant Buddha, countless spotlights projected a stunning figure of gold silk, phoenix dragon, majesty and beauty on the chariot!

Even with a veil.

Against the backdrop of the hundred birds facing the phoenix and the golden Zhao Zhou Wu's robe, the red dress looks like a lotus growing every step of the way, and its Tang and imperial temperament makes everyone feel a sense of "empress Wu is here in person"!
The sound, picture, and this legendary beauty silenced the noisy venue.

No matter who it was, they were so shocked by the scene in front of them that they couldn't speak, and they even bowed if they wanted to accept their heads, shouting long live.

That air of arrogance rather than pride, solemnity rather than seriousness cannot be imitated no matter what...

"This, this is the artist from Happy Entertainment?!"

Cui Ji was stunned, she felt a chill rising from her tailbone, at this moment she finally realized such a conspiracy, what exactly she had forgotten... She counted Wei Kun, but missed the real "Empress Wu" in front of her. Wu Zetian"!
Objectify women?
Wu Zetian, the only orthodox female emperor in Chinese history!The Queen of Heaven and the Second Sage, the god capital of Wuzhou, are called the Great Sage Emperor of Zetian!

This is the most politically correct in China, and the legendary queen that those male literati are least willing to mention...

What made Cui Ji even more flustered was the admiration and submission shown by her former supporters. If there really was a female emperor who came to the top of the Chinese kingdom, she would watch them through thousands of years of time.

What happened to them?
This is fake!

It's just a fashion show!
Wei Kun didn't use a substitute, this time it was actually Hong Hong's real body coming!Because the stand-in matchmaker named Xiao Hong is far from its aura of dominating everything.

With blood in his mouth, he is pulling Honghong's steps forward step by step, so that Tianfeng's majesty will be fully displayed in front of the world!

The time has come.

The best position on the stage is like a minister and an emperor, wanton and high-spirited, looking down on thousands of subjects.

Wei Kun once promised Qiu Banshan.

Let the world see its true face...

A drop of perfect ghost tears worth tens of thousands of gold was split into two and dotted on its eyelids under the veil.It was originally beautiful and seductive, but it showed an incomparable astonishment - and those deadly purple eyes, under the cover of ghost tears, were no longer ferocious.

He was concentrating, patrolling, and under Qiu Banshan's excited gaze, he slowly took off the golden veil of "His Majesty the Queen of Heaven"!

Countless gazes.

Time seemed to stand still for an instant.

Honghong seems to have awakened its sanity. On the phoenix robe, the collar is like a grub, smooth as velvet, the line of the jaw is like gentle jade, soft and greasy, a touch of vermilion lips is red, delicate and blood-like, and the high bridge of the nose shows The sharp lines, but the purple pupils are like frozen ground, flashing a gleam of splendor.

People seemed to see the phantom of the ancient capital of a royal city, looming in a sea of ​​red flowers.

The figures of the subjects appeared in the city, but if someone got close, they would be shocked to find that those figures were actually fierce ghosts, throwing their bodies to the ground, and worshiping the Queen of Heaven above the Great Buddha in the capital of God!
"Is it a hallucination..."

Their vision gradually became blurred, and their sanity and consciousness became confused, as if time was going backwards rapidly, allowing them to return to the glorious and prosperous Tang Dynasty that once shocked the world.

Wei Kun watched Hong Hong calmly.

It is raising its perfect jaw, freely absorbing the substantial ghost energy.Wei Kun's calmness lasted only a few seconds.

He watched helplessly as Hong Hong turned her head, and her purple eyes seemed to be smiling slightly, as if she was saying something to herself... The next moment, this beautiful figure embraced her in her arms, and her cold and soft touch touched her. At the same time, the blood in his mouth was taken away, and a wave of the purest ghost energy rushed over frantically.

The ghosts froze.

The top frame of the screen is at this moment.

Wei Kun's consciousness seemed to be washed away, and he felt the contradiction between the other party's greed and tenderness.Those eyes really seem to be able to speak, smart, warm, and affectionate... At some point in my heart, an old saying popped up.

"Born to be Li Er, not Feng Xiao..."

When he regained consciousness, Hong Hong had returned to her usual icy appearance, as cold as solid ice thrown in the North Pole, without any emotion or sanity.

"Is it a hallucination?"

Wei Kun felt the faint sweetness and coolness left on his lips, if it wasn't for the pain of the cut, he would have thought it was a dream.

The veil fell quietly.

The phantoms of Wang Cheng and Li Gui disappeared.

With the disappearance of ghosts and monsters... the weird time also instantly returned to its normal state, the continuation of Tang style ancient music sounded, the queen stood still, surrounded by attendants.

As if nothing happened.

Only this stunning Tang Feng catwalk show, incarnated as the heroine of "Wu Zetian", shocked the brains and souls of all present.

(End of this chapter)