Chapter 140

As an international metropolis, Tokyo is also one of the most fashionable cities in the world. Matsumoto Jiri's self-created brand is well-known in the local area. Now he holds a large-scale wedding dress show. Naturally, countless people come to look forward to it. And Matsumoto Shuri was not stingy with publicity, and spent a lot of money to buy the LED screen outside the largest shopping mall to broadcast the show live.

The pedestrians who came and went came and went in a hurry. I don’t know who looked up at the LED screen above, and let out an astonishing cry, which attracted the attention of others. When I followed his gaze and looked up, I saw a The imposing model confidently walked towards the screen, came to the front of the runway, glanced down the stage glamorously, turned around neatly, and the long skirt swayed in the air following her movements It bends into a beautiful arc, and the camera seems to be very close. Most of the lens is blocked by the white skirt. It only takes a second or two, but it makes people feel that it has been thousands of years, and they can't help but stop breathing and wait for the skirt. When it fell, only the background was left of the amazing model, but the camera did not change any roles, and the model who had already walked to the backstage suddenly turned sideways and swept towards the camera condescendingly. A smile flashed across his profile face.

"Oh!"

Many people couldn't help covering their chests, muttering something in their mouths.

And a girl recognized Song Weimu, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "That's Mumu!"

And at this time, the third wedding dress can't wait to appear on the stage. The first one is deep and light blue, which creates a dream like a fairyland in the deep sea. The second one is pure white, just like Snow White in fairy tales. , Elegant and dignified, and the third wedding dress that claimed to have cost Matsumoto Jiri countless efforts!
When Song Weimu's voice came out from the darkness, he realized that the light had been replaced with a very cold frosty white this time, and Song Weimu's wedding dress seemed to be still white...

wrong!

When the lens got closer, I realized that it was not white, but a light silver color with silvery light!If you don't look closely, it's easy to think it's milky white!
The make-up has changed a lot this time, the original loose diamonds have been replaced with colored make-up, the skirt is still very long, even surpassing Song Weimu's height, the neck is covered with silver powder, and it is shining with a cold and unmechanized color. Extremely fast, extremely fast, it didn't take long to reach the front. After standing still for a second or two, I realized that my back was completely naked, and it was also covered with silver powder, shining brightly. The delicate face was expressionless, and I looked around coldly. For a week, those who were watched unconsciously gasped!
"Oh, Your Highness Xue Nu..."

"No, it should be Her Royal Highness the Snow Queen!"

Song Weimu is indeed suitable for this kind of clothes that need to show momentum. He looked around arrogantly and indifferently, like a queen on tour looking around at her courtiers.

At this time, some reporters were fascinated by that condescending demeanor and at the same time felt that something was wrong.

The most important thing about a wedding dress should be sweetness,

On such an extremely important occasion, no matter how gorgeous and dreamy your design is, it must reflect the theme of sweetness, which is not the same as an evening dress.

But now Song Weimu's display is as cold as frost, and the whole dress also looks extremely cold, not at all like a wedding dress with sweetness as the core.

It is impossible for Matsumoto Mathematics not to know this.

The reporter, who was still confused at first, came to his senses, and there was a male model standing in the backstage at some time, wearing a white suit, smiling softly, looking at Song Weimu without blinking, Song Weimu had already turned around at this time Turning around, after seeing the male model, his originally frosty face suddenly showed a smile, like melting ice and snow, amazingly beautiful.

He rushed towards the male model at a faster speed than when he came. The male model did not dodge or dodge. When Song Weimu rushed over, he quickly hugged Song Weimu's waist. The white veil spun in the air, and finally fell on the ground. behind Song Weimu.

Such a romantic movie made all passers-by who stopped in front of the screen exclaim involuntarily.

A unique wedding dress, crystal shoes, and a handsome and gentle Prince Charming.

This is the fulfillment of every hidden dream in every woman's heart.

Quite a few women have already had their eyes lit up.

"My God, if this wedding dress was on me..."

"And those crystal shoes..."

Many reporters are already married, but the female reporters among them still have bright eyes. This is the wedding that everyone dreams of.

Then this pair of golden boys and girls who everyone envied came out of the backstage hand in hand again. The tablecloth of the male model was very standard, and his steps were relatively large. Song Weimu was halfway behind. After walking to the front of the stage, the male model reached out to Song Weimu again. Without hesitation, he handed over the hand, the male model exerted force on his hand, Song Weimu leaned forward, and threw himself into the arms of the male model, and then hugged Song Weimu without hesitation, and put the long skirt on the ground, The lights dimmed, leaving only the shadows behind.

(End of this chapter)

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