The reborn superstar's warm wife will not remarry

Chapter 8
"I promise I will be obedient this time and never take the initiative to cause trouble. It is already so late, if you don't go back to see your girlfriend, she will probably suspect that you are fooling around outside!" Qiu Qianxia almost swore to Mingzhi.

"Then I'm leaving, remember not to cause trouble!" Shen Xi said worriedly for the last time.

"I promise!" She raised her hand to make an oath before finally sending away the worrying agent.

Talent shows have emerged in an endless stream in recent years, injecting a batch of fresh blood into the entertainment industry.Only the brokerage company simply sends newcomers to participate in the draft to gain popularity and save a lot of publicity fees.

"Miss Qiuqianxia?" A woman in a small black suit jacket with a ponytail looked at her, her scrutinizing eyes looked her up and down unceremoniously, as if she was evaluating how much she was worth!

"Hello!" As if she didn't see the woman's unfriendly eyes, she bowed modestly to say hello.

The woman's eyes fell on her face, and her red lips opened and closed like fire: "Very good, my emotions are not affected by others, I have passed the first test! You can call me Sister Yang from now on, come with me!"

Qiu Qianxia smiled slightly: "Thank you, Sister Yang!"

Sister Yang looked at her and said, "We have read your profile. No matter how tough your backstage is, the program team of "I Am an Idol" will not specialize just for you. Don't expect too much. After the official start, if your ability is not enough, even if you have Star Group behind you, you will still be eliminated."

Sister Yang looked at the calm girl in front of her, thinking that she would become angry from embarrassment as the information said.

"Thank you, Sister Yang, for your suggestion!" Qiu Qianxia smiled modestly.

Sister Yang's complexion softened slightly, she looked at her and said, "Auntie will arrange a dormitory for you in a while, and I hope you will stand out in this draft!"

"Thank you, Sister Yang!" After reading her profile, Sister Yang, whose attitude is still unbiased, should not be an ordinary employee in the program group.

Qiu Qianxia was taken to the dormitory management office by Sister Yang, and said to her aunt: "Auntie, this is a new candidate, arrange a dormitory for her."

The aunt smiled kindly: "Let's go now, there is a new beautiful girl!"

"Well, new here! Auntie, I have something else to do. I'm leaving first. I'll leave it to you here." Sister Yang said apologetically.

"Don't worry about safekeeping, there is an aunt here!"

"You can share a room with our Song Ningning!" The aunt said with a smile, "Ningning, you can share a room with this new lady, what's your name?"

"Qiu Qianxia, ​​you can just call me Xiaoxia." She replied with a smile.

"It's the type of hypocrisy and affectation again." A dismissive voice came, and then a handsome girl appeared in front of her.

"If every girl is like you, it will be difficult to find a boyfriend in the future." The aunt said with a smile: "You have to get along well!"

Qiu Qianxia looked at the girl who was over 1.7 meters tall in front of her: wine red trousers with flared trousers, black tight leather jacket, short thin hair, thin bangs falling between her eyebrows, which looked heroic, A silver stud earring on the left ear is shining brightly.Unruly, decadent, sexy and handsome, it is easy to catch the audience's attention.

Qiu Qianxia closed the door, watched the girl in front of her whistle, and said with a smile, "Handsome!"

That teasing tone made Song Ningning slightly taken aback, the next moment her big beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, and she walked towards her step by step...

"So you still have this hobby?" Qiu Qianxia forced a forced smile on her face, being pinned down on the bed by the handsome young lady and unable to move, and she had to endure the young lady's tricks.

Song Ningning's actions were rough, and she smiled contentedly: "It's hard to meet someone who suits my eyes. Of course, I have to try what I've always wanted to do."

Qiu Qianxia felt that her clothes had been ripped off by a wolf girl, and her face turned red: "Hey, be gentle, your body is turning blue."

"It's ready, take a look!" Song Ningning got off Qiu Qianxia's body and looked at her proudly.

Qiu Qianxia looks at the person in the mirror: a cumbersome retro skirt is worn on her figure, and the black skirt with vertically extending lines is frequently used, embellished with white lace; layers of lace meet on the black skirt, and the dividing line is decorated With a small black bow.The waist is bound by a silver chain, and the upper body is tightly wrapped by a light ribbon on the black cloth. A black flower is pinned to the white long sleeve in front of her shoulder, and her black hair falls behind her shoulders.

It's completely Gothic Lolita dress, exuding breathtaking beauty, full of glamorous style.

But Song Ningning had already changed her clothes at this time. She was wearing the same men's gothic costume, and her face was specially put on makeup, showing a sickly paleness. Her dark and heavy eyes exuded darkness and evil, which made people feel depressed and sad. The beauty of despair.

Song Ningning walked towards her at a certain rhythmic pace, kneeling in front of her on one knee, like a desperate person in an ancient castle who needed relief, with her black lips slightly parted: "Princess, please let your slave serve you tonight you!"

Qiu Qianxia looked at the focused and gloomy face after makeup, slowly put away her smile, looked up proudly, her eyes were full of gloomy and world-weary contempt: "Dirty people, your God gave you Right to talk to me?"

Her words are more impactful than her icy beauty, wonderfully expressing the gloom of the girl's humanity, the desolation of life and love in the castle.

"My God is intoxicated in a beautiful dream and has not yet awakened, and the pleas of the people cannot reach his ears, so I ask His Majesty, who is favored by God, to let a humble survivor realize his value." The tone is strong. His sorrow has a madness that destroys everything.

Qiu Qianxia looked down at the kneeling worshipers on the ground, the darkness in her eyes made people tremble: "As, you, so, wish!"

The corners of the mouth are slowly raised, and the abyss of the soul is infinitely enlarged and spread, putting people in a strange and mysterious and gorgeous situation.

"The expression just now was amazing, the feeling of fear and yearning is very good, it's so enjoyable!" Song Ningning jumped up excitedly and hugged Qiu Qianxia, ​​full of admiration.

The warm smile returned to Qiu Qianxia's face again, looking at the childish girl like a big boy in front of her: "Satisfied?"

Song Ningning's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were dreamy: "Yeah, I'm very satisfied."

"Pay attention to your ruthless image." Qiu Qianxia looked at the excited Song Ningning with some amusement, recalling the scene of her impromptu performance just now, actor seems to be a good profession.

at this time……

The lights in an office above the program group were still on, and there were a few people sitting around the round table, concentrating on discussing something.

When Sister Yang entered, everyone looked at her, and a middle-aged man spoke first: "It's just in time, we are discussing who will be the first person to appear on the stage tomorrow, we must give the audience a certain amount of shock, but we must not overwhelm everyone." The limelight of the person makes the people behind have nothing to look at, what good candidate do you have?"

(End of this chapter)