Young Master, Don’t Bother Me - Chapter 666

Immersed in applause, Luo Xiaojing didn’t notice his feet at all, and a staggering, unbalanced body tilted to the right side of the T-stage.

There was a sudden exclamation under the stage. No one thought that such an accident would happen in the end of Gufeng Daxiu. No one could react to it in a moment, so they could only watch Luo Xiaojing fall down.

The one meter high T-stage is still injured even if it falls down. The model who tripped over Luo Xiaojing looks frightened and hides next to him subconsciously.

Jianwei wants to pull Luo Xiaojing back in the last second, but the diving force is too strong, and her strength is not enough. Luoxiaojing doesn’t know what’s going on, so she suddenly shakes her hand away, and Jianwei falls to one side.

At the end of the day, she messed up Jianwei’s classic show at the last moment, not Duan Qingyan, not Zhou ya, not Leng Jinghong, but the sculptor she had been worried about.

Luo Xiaojing, who fell down at the moment, only had this idea. In fact, she wanted to change her posture in mid air, not to fall so ugly, let alone hit people, but time was not allowed.

At a critical moment, no one noticed how the tall figure moved in an instant. When everyone reacted, the man had held Luo Xiaojing firmly in his arms.

“God, it’s the great God!”

Some people are shouting in the chaotic crowd. Luo Xiaojing looks down at the hat that he grabs in his hand, and looks at the man who saves himself at the critical moment. At the moment when the four eyes are opposite, the worry in the man’s eyes turns into love, as if with a little blame – look, you are not careful.

It’s really Leng Yu!

He hugged himself when he fell off the platform, in full view of the public!

Never let go of any hot media, immediately turn the camera and press the shutter to take this scene. Luo Xiaojing, who is flashed back to consciousness by the flash, wants to get rid of Leng Yu and doesn’t want to be held more tightly by this man.

“This is the big show. Please let me down!”

Rose red face of Luo Xiaojing ferocious command, Leng Yu with a smile hook lips, look to stand in the edge of the T platform Jianwei.

Eyes pass, Jianwei suddenly Fuling heart to Luo Xiaojing stretched out a hand, Lengyu at this time a carry a drag, holding Luo Xiaojing’s waist back to the T stage.

“No, no, no, my girlish heart is going to be broken. I want to hold, too, the embrace of the great God.”

“Sculptor Luo didn’t expect that this fall would bring out a great spirit. Did they have an affair?”

“Compound, compound, compound, I’m willing to eat dog food every day!”

The audience who watched the show all had lemon essence attached to their bodies and had long forgotten that without Leng Yu, Luo Xiaojing’s fall off the runway would turn this successful ancient show into a tainted ending.

Some people are happy, others are sad. On one side, seeing that Luo Xiaojing is carried back to the platform by Leng Yu, Zhou Ya wants to jump up and push Luo Xiao down again.

Why protect Luo Xiaojing? It’s better to let her fall. If she hurts her hand, she can never hold a knife. It’s clear that what she prayed for will come true. But in an instant, her own son smashed her dream.

“It’s a special comeback.” On the other side, Tong Yin looks at Luo Xiaojing, who is not in a bit of panic on the T-stage, and laughs, “but Leng Yu is a bit too much. The cushions have been put on both sides of the T-stage for a long time. She is afraid that the model will fall down and have an accident. Luo Xiaojing can’t even fall down.”

Xin Yuchen, who drove away the man with a big stomach, calmly corrected: “it’s not unnecessary, but nervous. Luo Xiaojing can’t fall in Leng Yu’s place.”

“I see, baby can’t do it.” Tong Yin put on a look at the play, but the gesture, “but he so exposed identity, hero save the United States, tonight the media will write.”

The protagonist of the classic show is the designer Jian Wei. Leng Yu’s embrace of the century will surely make Luo Xiaojing win.

“Don’t worry, Leng Yu won’t let this happen.” Xin Yuchen’s line of sight turned to decline the cold Yu of various media, “but this hero saves beauty, still not perfect.”

“Well?”

“If I’m the one who rushes up to hold Luo Xiaojing, I’ll get a full score of 100!”

Tong Yin curled her mouth and said with a smile, “why do you stare at Leng Yu’s mother all the time, but now it’s ninety-nine, because some daughter is going to be mad.”

Duan Qingyan is not only mad, but also eager to tear Luo Xiaojing to pieces on stage. She has practiced with the model she paid a lot of money to make sure that she is safe. Only then did she move her hand at the curtain call. However, Luo Xiaojing is not only OK, but also hugged by Leng Yu, who is disguised as a cross dresser.

If she is right, Jianwei will take a curtain call with Luo Xiaojing. If she is right, Leng Jinghong will bring Zhou ya, but she ignores Leng Yu.

Fortunately, she listened to Leng Jinghong’s words and told Zhou ya that she would do some afterlife programs on the ancient show. Otherwise, she would have to face Zhou Ya’s cold face.

The only thing she didn’t regret was coming to the show with Duan Zhenghao.

Pretending to be scared, Duan Qingyan took Duan Zhenghao’s arm and leaned close to him: “fortunately, Leng Yu caught Luo sculptor in time.””Xiaoyan knows how to care about people.” Duan Qingyan’s attitude is very gratifying for Duan Zhenghao, but he is not good at this time. It’s too obvious. God knows that when Luo Xiaojing falls off the T-stage, he almost rushes over like Leng Yu.

“Of course, I didn’t feel much about competing with Luo sculptor before. Now I just find that Luo sculptor’s design and carving are really good.”

“You are as good as she is.”

Duan Zhenghao claps Duan Qingyan’s hand with a smile, but Duan Qingyan clearly sees pride in his eyes, and is proud of Luo Xiaojing. From the beginning of the second series, Duan Zhenghao seems to be fascinated. His eyes never leave the carving accessories.

“I want to thank Luo Xiaojing sculptor once again!”

On the T-stage, Jianwei once again took Luo Xiaojing’s hand to pay tribute to everyone. This designer and sculptor, who was known as the “miscellaneous brand army” from the beginning, was dressed in plain clothes and skirts and stood in the middle of a group of models, but was not abrupt.

The flash of the magnesium lamp shrouded her, and the incident of falling off the T-stage did not affect Luo Xiaojing. At the moment, the smile on her face was as bright as the clear sky in July.

Luo Xiaojing, the higher you stand today, the heavier you fall. It’s just a small gift I give you. Next, there’s a big gift. You and Duan Zhenghao will take it.

As I said, I will make you disgraced and separate you from Duan Zhenghao’s father and daughter. I will never break my promise.

Duan Qingyan’s beautiful eyes are full of venom. In a moment, she stands up with everyone and gives the warmest applause to Jianwei and Luo Xiaojing