The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

Outside the sports hall, 12 bodyguards were divided into two rows, standing neat and on standby.

Suddenly a new order came from the headset. Four people stood up and walked into the backstage in a low-key way.

……

Backstage lounge.

Wendy sat quietly waiting to play and had a good chat with Ming ruochu.

At this time, Wang Baiqian, dressed in a long red dress, suddenly came out of the dressing room. The awl face painted with retro makeup was very charming, which had the feeling of seeing a prostitute in a song and dance hall.

Wang Baiqian stepped on 12 cm high heels, walked up to them and said proudly, "Wendy, will you wear this rag to perform on the stage later?"

This rag?

Hehe

Wendy smiled and Ming ruochu smiled.

Wendy is a standard hip-hop dress——

Wearing a white flat brimmed baseball cap, deliberately scalded and fried long hair naturally draped on the shoulder, wearing a loose off shoulder middle sleeve T-shirt, the length just covers the ass, wearing ultra short jeans, revealing a pair of straight long legs, tender and white skin, and charming pink color on the knee.

The perfect figure with convex front and back, sexy and somewhat wild and uninhibited, perfectly matched with her ruffian little round face, full of hip-hop style.

This dress was carefully selected by Ming ruochu, who took her to an international brand store, not sold on the ground.

Although Wang Baiqian has been wandering in the luxury market for many years, he has no knowledge of hip-hop culture and doesn't know Wendy. It's normal to wear this dress.

Wendy only thought the idiot was blind and fought back carelessly, "I'm ragged. Where's your nightclub outfit? Bah..."

"What nightclub clothes? My suit is the latest model of L.D brand this year, one and"

"A three million, right?"

Ming ruochu can't bear to interrupt her.

She has completely understood the routine of Wang zhidisabled. She is really terminally ill!

Wang Baiqian snorted proudly, "you have a good eye. It's good. It's 3 million."

Ming ruochu smiled coldly, "some people can wear 3000 yuan out of the effect of 3 million, and some people are stunned to wear 3 million out of the island style. Tut Tut, temperament is something that not everyone has. "

Wang Baiqian realized that he had been scolded. He was so angry that his face turned red and smiled angrily: "I don't compare fashion with you tasteless Hicks. What's the matter!"

Then he turned and left.

Ming ruochu sends off the mentally retarded with his eyes and looks sympathetically at Wendy. "Sister Ti, you are so poor. You have to sleep in the same dormitory with this mentally retarded every day. How can you stand it?"

Wendy shrugged, "in our world, Wang Baiqian is a fool, and in Wang Baiqian's world, we are also a fool in her eyes. Life is to see that everyone is stupid with each other. Just laugh and forget it. "

Ming ruochu: "

Is sister Ti going to see through the world of mortals?

……

After walking through the lounge, Wang Baiqian entered another room.

This room is a music control room. She came here for a simple purpose - to destroy Wendy's accompaniment.

After entering the house, Wang Baiqian was stunned at the door.

Two expressionless suit men like Buddha stood in the room. Behind them, a playful girl sat in a chair and ate melon seeds leisurely.

Behind her, two members of the student union are concentrating on their work.

The girl who eats melon seeds is a gentle step.