My imagination has come true

Chapter 17 Prom
"Miss Qing is not mistaken, you still, are you really chasing after me?"

Mu Aizhen's face turned red all of a sudden, and her scalp was numb with anger, she just felt extremely ashamed, "Mu Qingyun, can you stop doing this all day long and save our Mu family some face?"

Mu Qingyun sneered: "Your face is really big."

"Stop talking, Mr. Qiao and Mr. Fang will be here soon. Hurry up and send her away."

Zhao Qing fixed her eyes and said anxiously.

Mu Aizhen felt her head was getting bigger, so she stretched out her hand to grab Mu Qingyun's arm: "Hurry up—"

Before her paw reached Mu Qingyun's arm, Mu Qingyun slapped it out. The waiter next to him saw it from a distance, his face was faintly green, and he trotted all the way to protect Mu Qingyun's side.

"Miss Mu, do you need help?"

The faces of the waiters were full of vigilance and solemn expressions, as if Mu Aizhen and the others were dangerous people.

Mu Qingyun's anger dissipated quickly, he waved his hand and smiled, "It's nothing."

The waiter was dubious, but still firmly supported Mu Qingyun.

Mu Aizhen was furious all of a sudden.

The "sisters' love feud" was staged here, but Zhao Yang and Zhang Lan standing behind couldn't help being very embarrassed.

Zhang Lan groaned for a long time, pretending to greet him nonchalantly, "Student Mu, what a coincidence."

He thought about it, and it seemed difficult to ask someone about 'running away from home' in public. His brain froze, and he stammered, "School starts tomorrow, have you finished your homework?"

Mu Qingyun: "There are still two diaries left?"

Zhang Lan: "..."

Zhao Yang sighed, smiled bitterly, and just racked his brains to say a few words, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Zhao Qing looked back, a blush suddenly appeared on her face, she lowered her head slightly, her face was shy, it was several times better than the one with eyes above the top at the beginning.

"Ah Ching."

Lou Fang and Qiao Qing came one after the other.

Zhao Qing's gaze fell on Lou Fang half-covered, feeling her throat was dry and her mind was in a mess.

Lou Fang smiled: "Ah Qing's friend?"

He only stared at Zhao Yang and Zhang Lan, but didn't pay much attention to Zhao Qing and Mu Aizhen. He obviously didn't know Zhao Qing either, so he just nodded politely and walked to Mu Qingyun's side.

"Today's opening dance, I'll dance with you, Ah Qing. Qiao always has the heart and power to compete with me."

There was a slight smile in Lou Fang's eyes, "Come, help you adjust your clothes."

After finishing speaking, she gently slid down Mu Qingyun's shoulders. The neckline of the silver-black robe she was wearing was slightly tightened, and the hem of the skirt was extended half an inch, falling to her calves, and two golden and silver threads were exposed on her shoulders Entwined, elegant epiphyllum with diamond as the heart.

Then the belt was loosened and turned over, revealing two gemstone buckles on the waist loops on both sides, and a silk sash underneath.

The robe, which was originally as ordinary as a nightgown, suddenly turned into a very delicate and beautiful little dress.

"Let's go, even if we make the grand finale, we won't miss the first dance."

Mu Qingyun laughed, and nodded to Zhao Yang and the others first, then took Lou Fang's arm and walked towards the banquet hall.

Mu Aizhen was dumbfounded, and bit the tip of her tongue before forcefully swallowing back the question—how did Mu Qingyun know these people?

Zhao Qing's face was as white as snow, and Zhang Lan couldn't help but said: "Hey, I said earlier that this classmate Mu is hiding something."

The entire banquet hall was brightly lit and newly decorated. Mr. Qiao and the others were sitting or standing, and they were talking together. When they saw Mu Qingyun, Lou Fang, and Mr. Qiao entering the door, everyone looked up and smiled.

Mu Qingyun walked towards the banquet hall with his arm on the floor.

Outside the door, Zhao Qing stared at Mu Qingyun's back, and saw her gray and inconspicuous robe, and when the light shone on it, it was radiant and beautiful.

Only now did she realize that the tailoring of this dress was very unusual, and the material was even more unusual. It looked ordinary at first glance, but in such an environment, compared with the high-end dresses that were full of seats, it lost its splendor.

The host in front of the 'black suit', who is now in a 'black evening dress', said in a clear voice, neither serious nor heavy: "I invite Teacher Xiaofang and classmate Mu to dance for everyone."

Mu Qingyun lowered his voice: "I'm not good at jumping."

Lou Fang smiled: "Don't worry, you will, even if the two of us dance casually, it will still be the focus of tonight."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

"Isn't Ah Qing going to become a star that everyone is watching? You have to get used to it sooner or later."

Lou Fang Xuxu supported her waist, walked to the center of the dance floor naturally, took two steps back, bowed gracefully, and stretched out his hand.

Mu Qingyun put her hand in his, and suddenly realized that she could dance.

Her figure is as light as the wind, jumping, whirling, and swaying gently. Mu Qingyun seems to have danced countless times. The music supports her naturally, and she doesn't need to look for the notes at all. As long as her body moves, the music will automatically find it. coming.

Mu Qingyun couldn't help laughing.

No wonder Lou Fang said that she will definitely be able to dance, this band is really excellent.

All the guests looked sideways.

Not far from the door, Mu Aizhen could see the scene inside from a distance, watching Mu Qingyun dancing under the eyes of everyone, she was at a loss.

"When did she grow up like this?"

In fact, Mu Qingyun's appearance has not changed much. It took her 16 years to lose her good looks. How can she really cultivate a beautiful appearance in such a short time now?
It's just that he ate well these past few days, nourished well, and his complexion is rosy. Most importantly, Mu Qingyun's demeanor has become very good, and the hunchback with his chest in his chest disappeared before.

Whether this person is good-looking or not, appearance is of course very important, but manners and posture are not as useless as people say. The saying that beauty is in the bone but not in the skin is very reasonable.

Her clothes also add color, top-notch tailoring, modified a slightly round figure, not bloated but plump, under the dazzling light, no one can say that she is not beautiful.

Mu Qingyun didn't expect that the clothes she wore as a nightgown had such a magical side.

At the beginning, Kunlun had prepared so many beautiful clothes and accessories, Mu Qingyun was very interested, and wished he could change seven or eight clothes every day, but he got bored by the second day, and just like Mr. Qiao and the others, he only wore the most comfortable clothes that set.

It is this loose nightgown style, which is very light and soft. It is as comfortable to wear as if it is not worn on the body. The kind that I want to buy and take home when I leave.

Unexpectedly, people can not only wear it at home, but with a little change, it is no problem to wear it to any formal occasion.

In the banquet hall, her underwear was fragrant, and Zhao Qing stood there for a while outside, but she didn't even want to enter, she turned around and was about to leave.

Zhao Yang and Zhang Lan were a little hungry, so they decided to go to the restaurant next to them first, and each ordered a set meal.

After paying the bill, a waiter came over with two exquisite handbags and said with a smile, "You two gentlemen, you two are our VIP friends, the chairman invited us for dinner today. "

Zhao Qing and Mu Aizhen: "..."

The waiter handed the bag to Zhao Yang and the others with both hands, "You two seem to be interested in the imitation of Master Cao in our hotel, the 'Porcelain Sculpture of the Three Righteous Men', this is a souvenir for you, I hope you Bit can like it."

After the things were delivered, the two waiters politely said goodbye.

Zhao Yang's eyes moved slightly, and there was a little smile on his face.

Zhang Lan was at a loss, and opened it directly to look at it. When he opened it, he was immediately surprised: "Three righteous men?"

"Copy."

Zhang Lan froze for a moment, then patted his chest.

Last year, a set of "Three Justices" was sold at an auction house for a high price of over [-] million yuan.

Think and know it can't be true.

Even though it is a copy, even if he doesn't know how to do it, he can still see the beauty of the porcelain sculpture in the handbag. Even if it is a copy, it is still a masterpiece.

As soon as she turned her head, Zhang Lan saw Mu Aizhen's indescribable expression, and was startled: "Ah, the 'Three Justices' in the hotel were imitated by Master Cao!"

He finally understood what the waiter meant by emphasizing the word 'imitation'.

Zhao Yang took out a note from his handbag, coughed, and handed it to Mu Aizhen.

When Mu Aizhen saw it, she hated it so much that her whole body began to tremble.

Zhao Yang was amused, he really didn't expect that Mu Qingyun, Mu's classmate, to be so narrow-minded, and even wrote a special note to 'comfort' Mu Aizhen.

Although she said that there is no such thing as Kunlun's "Three Justices" being genuine, Master Cao's imitation is also worth tens of millions. She is half right, so don't be depressed.

Mu Aizhen blushed for a moment, and her mind was buzzing.

(End of this chapter)