[Master, you don’t have to worry about anything. We have done everything for you. Will you come and inspect it on the opening day of the weekend?]

[I know you don’t like seeing people. In the exhibition hall, you can spend 5 minutes to make VIP fans happy, okay?]

[Master? Please reply and please love...]

Qin was in a headache.

She had just disappeared for a month, and even a certain honest disciple had learned to act spoiled.

She typified a few words in a concise way: [Ticket.]

Honest badge man, reply quickly: [Master! I am here! You come and I will pick it up in person, the ticket...]

Qin Xin: [Send to friends.] Are you stupid?

Honest badge man: [Oh. Master, then aren’t you here anymore?]

Qin Xin: [Busy.]

Honest badge man: [Master, let me serve you in front of you, are you busy designing new models recently? Master? Master? Dear Master?... Ang, please reply and please pamper...]

However.

Qin Xin had already raised her head and turned off the screen of her phone.

Meet Song Anjing's simple eyes, which were as simple as a deer: "What did you ask me just now?"

Song Anjing: "Xinxin, let's go and secretly see where the auditorium is, is the exhibition of King Q?

Qin Xin raised her eyebrows slightly: "Have you finished memorizing the learning materials today?"

Song Anjing had a bitter face, and held Qin Xin's arm with his little hand and shook it: "Xinxin... I have been memorizing it for three hours in the evening self-study. Please let my little eyes rest..."

Qin Xin felt helpless when she was begged by the girl like this, and she felt helpless: "Okay...right."

Song Anjing and the 190-pound moaning monster cheered and surrounded Qin Xin and walked towards the auditorium.

Perhaps it was because of the strong wind at night, Qin Xin specially buckled the hood of the school uniform, covering most of her face.

In the small auditorium, the lights were brightly lit.

The usual straightforward student activity auditorium is now beautifully decorated.

Crystal lamps, white roses, cedars, white veils, white balloons, white feathers... It's like a world of ice and snow.

Several dresses were scattered and dragged onto the "snow" ground.

There is a kind of worldly and ethereal beauty.

"It's so dreamy... I want such a wedding too." Song Anjing's eyes were straightened.

"What better thing will be displayed in the room..." The 190-pound whine monster yearned, "I will work hard in the future. I don't know if I can buy a set for my wife when I propose."

Song Anjing: "Well, just dream. You can't even see the good things in the room. Do you still dream of buying them? Do you know how much this dress costs?"

"How much?"

"It starts with ten million. Moreover, it depends on whether King Q is willing to sell it."

"hiss……"

"The good things in the room must be the latest design of King Q. Maybe there is no model, but the popular female stars will stand on the stage in person! Your goddess Shen Bingxue will definitely rush to go."

"..." The 190-pound whine monster sounded more like a breathless ball, and became wilted.

"The gap between people is too big. Alas, reality is so cruel." He concluded.

"I'm not greedy, so the good things in the room are satisfied." Song Anjing sighed.

Qin Xin frowned and glanced at the exhibition hall, with little interest: "There is nothing good to look at, let's go."

This is the theme of the solo exhibition that Zhutou came up with.

Dream wedding?

What a fucking fear that she is not worried enough now, and there is a breath of urging her to get married everywhere?!
Chapter completed!