Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 461 Please let Master Juan put out the fire

And the performance department here.

Mengran never thought that the clothes Qiao Yimo designed would be so beautiful.

Hasn't she never studied design?
And the clothes she usually wears are really ugly, how can the aesthetics be raised several heights at once?
How much did Qiao Yimo hide from her?

Today is obviously to see Qiao Yimo make a fool of herself, why are everyone's eyes on her, and she still looks stupid?
"Didn't you say that Qiao Yimo has never studied design? What are the costumes on that stage? Didn't she design them?" Someone next to Mengran asked.

Meng Ran bit her lip, not knowing what to say.

"Do you really understand Qiao Yimo? Why do you say the opposite every time!" The man didn't speak when he saw the dream, so he continued to ask.

It's really distressing, even the camera is ready today, but Qiao Yimo is dressed so beautifully, so why not take a picture of wool and a hammer!
Dressed so coquettishly and sexy, she really is a vixen material.

Mengran Mengran's fingernails got stuck in the palm of her hand, she squeezed it hard, and said angrily: "You guys will find out later."

She didn't believe that Qiao Yimo had never practiced before, so she could dance in colorful clothes and feather clothes.

If Qiao Yimo really knows how, she can only blame herself for being blind.

He also said that the high school was from the same school, so he obviously didn't know Qiao Yimo at all.
The people next to Mengran looked at Mengran and shook their heads helplessly. It seemed that they were really jealous.

As the music on the stage sounded, the people in the audience also stopped discussing.

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at Qiao Yimo's every move.

The girl's slender white legs swept across the ground, her slender waist twisted slightly, and even the toes and hair revealed the word "shocking".

And the embroidery on the chest flickered under the light, stimulating the eyes of the audience.

Qiao Yimo's figure was flexible, she danced and swayed to the music, elegant and explosive, even the word "excellent" could not describe her.

What was even more surprising was that Qiao Yimo could actually do the movements smoothly, and it didn't look like she hadn't practiced at all.

Leng tired clenched his fists tightly, and there was always a voice in his heart to calm him down.

Otherwise, he would have had someone blow up the dance hall long ago.

After 3 minutes, the music slowly stopped.
Just when he thought it was about to end, Qiao Yimo suddenly turned around, revealing a large piece of white skin like jade.
There was a burst of admiration from the audience:

"Damn it, do you show your back?"

"Damn it, I have a nosebleed, Qiao Yimo is too beautiful! If I can be her boyfriend for a day, I will die."

"Qiao Yimo is simply omnipotent, capable of writing and martial arts, and now she can dance."

"If you don't say she is Qiao Yimo, I would think she is some kind of big star."

"To be able to reach this level without practice is simply a dance genius!"

"Didn't someone say she wasn't dancing before? This wave is enough to slap her face."

What other people said, it was as if they had said Meng Ran, and the slap was also slapped on her face, which was painful and swollen!

Several people looked at Mengran, couldn't help but look at each other, and couldn't help thinking to themselves: You said Qiao Yimo couldn't dance?There is no reliable news, and I will never believe her words again! ! !
Although Meng Ran was very calm on the surface, she really hated Qiao Yimo so much that she gritted her teeth. Why did Qiao Yimo know everything?
After seeing Qiao Yimo's performance, everyone felt that the other shows after that were boring.

Meng Ran, who was supposed to perform next, was also absent-minded and not in the mood at all.
At eight o'clock, the performance of the Department of Medicine has ended.

Backstage.

Yin Su and two other performers surrounded her.

"Qiao Yimo, you are amazing!"

"You dance better than us. Those who didn't know thought you were a professional dancer."

"That's right, haven't you practiced before? Why are you so proficient?"

"It's not difficult for me to remember something!" Qiao Yimo walked into the changing room with her skirt lifted, "I didn't expect that I had the talent to dance."

After the serious nonsense, Qiao Yimo didn't even know who she was.

But I always feel that today's performance is obedient, as if something bad happened.

She remembered that Leng Juan asked her if she had performed on stage before, and the answer at that time was naturally no.

However, today she went up.

Why does it feel like stealing behind his back?
Qiao Yimo took off her skirt, shook her head vigorously, and said to herself, "No, I shouldn't have thought that way."

There is no way for her to do this, it is not a lie!
In 5 minutes, Qiao Yimo came out of the changing room.

The phone on the table rang, and she walked over to open WeChat.

Mo Jun: "Sister-in-law, Lord Juan got angry today, please let him calm down no matter what!"

Qiao Yimo: "."

Qiao Yimo: "Because I performed on stage today?"

After replying to this message, for some reason, Mo Jun never sent it.

"Teacher, I have something to do later, so I'll leave first."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Qiao Yimo nodded, hurriedly put the clothes aside, but did not take them away.

After leaving the backstage, Qiao Yimo took out her mobile phone and opened WeChat to send a message to Leng Juan, "I'm in the backstage, where are you?"

The Leng Juan on the other end responded almost instantly, "The school gate."

Qiao Yimo: "." He kept looking at the phone?

At nine o'clock, all performances are over.

Backstage.

Chu Min was just coming out of the changing room.

At this time, the two girls from the medical department just saw the clothes on the table and couldn't help frowning.

"Didn't Qiao Yimo take away your clothes?"

"Why don't you take such nice clothes away!"

"Did she forget?"

"I'll ask her." The girl took out her phone and sent Qiao Yimo a WeChat message.

While posting, she sighed, "Qiao Yimo is really amazing! At first I was worried that she wouldn't be able to make good-looking clothes, but I didn't expect that she would make clothes the next day."

"That's right, and the materials used in the clothes are limited. I checked the fabrics on the Internet. Few people in the world have them. I don't know who she borrowed them from."

"And she didn't even take a class in actually designing clothes."

"That's right, she's an almighty girl!"

When Chu Min heard their conversation, he couldn't help but frowned, and asked, "Are you so sure that this dress must be made by Qiao Yimo?"

Hearing this, the two turned to look at her.

It's Chu Mincai!He is also a figure at the level of a boss in the design circle!

They nodded, they couldn't be more sure, "We have seen Qiao Yimo's design draft, why didn't she do it?"

When the voice fell to the ground, Chu Mincai's eyes were a little dazed, and his fingers couldn't help but clenched his palm tightly.

She just said that Qiao Yimo might have asked someone else to do it, but she didn't expect it to be done by herself?

Why is the design on the chest of the dress somewhat similar to the design draft she picked up?
Is it an illusion?

(End of this chapter)