Shi Qinglan lowered his head slightly, gently picked up the complicated skirt with his fingers, and walked out of the nanny's car.

At that moment, almost everyone present was stunned!

The girl was wearing a bright red waist-length skirt, and the gold-woven shirt was draped on her shoulders, and the thorn-embroidery patterns on the opposite collar were exquisite and clever. Phoenix Heavy Industry embroidery was woven on the back of the big-sleeved shirt, and the skirt with silver silk dotted with cloud sea patterns naturally hangs down.

Qingyue changed her charming and sexy long hair, and her black black hair like clouds and snow was tied into a bun, and the golden hairpin was inserted into her temples, shaking gently, and a white jade hairpin hung with a few strands of fine tassels.

"She..." Jian Shutong suddenly froze in place.

A stunning flashed through Sister Jiu's eyes. Although she had never seen Qingyue, she could guess a little while when she saw the mask on her face. She was so shocked that a current surged up the soles of her feet.

Shi Qinglan wore a mask as usual, but it was not the usual fashionable and charming modern mask, but a golden mask carved in Chinese style, covering the upper half of the face.

"This... is Qingyue?" The reporters were shocked.

Qingyue's position in the music industry has always been sexy and charming, graceful figure and confusing voice. The media encountered Reuters photos of her several times, all of which were dressed in tight black clothes. Even if she held concerts or attended awards ceremony, she often had black and red skirts...

No one has ever seen Qingyue’s ancient costume look!

Now she is wearing a big red Hanfu, with a gorgeous golden woven phoenix hanging on her back, and a crimson skirt that drags her tail, as if she has laid a red carpet for herself, which is so gorgeous!

"Hello everyone." Shi Qinglan raised her pretty face slightly, her red lips gently raised, and her eyes were filled with confidence, "I am Qingyue."

Even though her mask covers half of her face, she still has classic makeup, crimson-red eyeshadows that curl up her eyes, her clear and beautiful eyes are slightly lit, and the corners of her eyes are dotted with red bean-like cinnabar.

I heard the boss admit his identity...

The media reporter finally recovered from the shock and immediately picked up the camera and shot Shi Qinglan in a wild way!

"Oh my god, it's just that..."

"The moment I saw her, I thought I had traveled through time. Is this a true classical beauty OK?"

"Ahhh, I don't want to be a navy soldier for Jian Shutong! I've become a fan of Qingyue Road! This is the spokesperson for the national style!"

Everyone's attention was instantly sucked away by Shi Qinglan.

The navy soldiers that Jiujie bought for Jian Shutong had even forgotten her accusations and her eyes stuck to Shi Qinglan!

Jian Shutong's face became a little ugly. She was a little panicked and clenched her fist tightly, "Sister Jiu, they..."

She was afraid that the reporter would hear these words and make a fuss.

After all, these fans were originally the navy soldiers bought by Sister Jiu, but now they were attracted by Shi Qinglan and said it directly!

"This group of damn little miscellaneous people." Sister Jiu gritted her teeth.

She stared at Shi Qinglan in Hanfu, but she really didn't expect that she would have done this.

Fans and media reporters flocked to her.

Shi Qinglan was surrounded by a group of people, the spotlight was constantly flashing, and the admiration and screams of fans came one after another.

"Don't crowd, babies." Shi Qinglan's red lips curled up slightly.

Her eyes slightly curled up, and the cinnabar mole adorned added to her charm. "Be good, I won't let you down when I go back to wait for me in front of the TV at home."

Upon hearing this, fans screamed again with groundhogs.

They never dreamed that Qingyue couldn't even find the media, and now she was chatting with them face to face, and she was so approachable and so pampered by fans!

"Goddess Qingyue, I really like you very much!"

"You are my ideal in the world and my starlight all over the sky. Every time I can't study and persevere, I will take out your songs. Do you know that you have always been my role model!"

"Goddess, you... can you sign for me?"

Fans gathered around and refused to leave. A helpless but doting smile flashed in Shi Qinglan's eyes. She looked at the fans with a clever smile, "Okay, but you should go home after signing the autograph, otherwise it will cause trouble for the TV station here."

"Okay, okay! The goddess is really so fond of fans!"

"The goddess actually thought about the TV station, but she didn't even spend money to buy water troops to block the road..."

Upon hearing this, Jian Shutong almost bit her silver teeth.

She looked at Shi Qinglan with a little resentment, but she was more jealous, and she wanted to shoot her through with her eyes.

Jian Shutong is the number one chef at the state banquet in China. This variety show should have been her home court, but Qingyue stole the limelight!

"Is this panic?" Sister Jiu's swearing sounded lazily.

She glanced at Shi Qinglan casually, "In this variety show, appearance does not play any role. When the official recording is made, you will always have a time when her face hurts."

Upon hearing this, Jian Shutong's face improved a lot.

She gradually adjusted her mentality and pursed her lips gently, "Sister Jiu is right, cooking is my trump card."

After all, this variety show is centered around the state banquet.

Even if Qingyue looks very good, if she acts without culture during recording, knows nothing about the Chinese state banquet or even knows how to cook, she will inevitably be criticized by netizens. If she stands high, she will fall even harder!

"Let's go in first." Sister Jiu retreated her gaze indifferently, obviously not taking this little thing seriously.

Jian Shutong responded lightly and followed Sister Jiu to the TV station.

Shi Qinglan signed the fans one by one, and then asked Nan Xiyue to coax them to leave. The scene finally ended, but the media reporter who was squatting on the news was still a nail-biter.

They have taken countless materials and photos!

Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes slightly flickered, his eyes drifted lightly towards the direction of those reporters, and his red lips were about to say something...

"Miss Qingyue! It's a fatal one if you don't delete the photo!" The media reporters hugged the camera in their arms and said, "and gritted the bullet."

It's too difficult for them to get Qingyue's Reuters photos.

In the past, if you had the chance to take high-definition photos, you would have been ordered to delete by the bodyguards around Qingyue. Occasionally, those posted online were all high-brows, and readers could only restore them by themselves with a fan filter.

Shi Qinglan smiled with red lips, "You guys keep it."

Upon hearing this, the media reporters opened their eyes in shock and looked at the easy-to-talk goddess Qingyue in disbelief - after returning, they must post countless press releases and swear wildly on the rainbow farts!

"Let's go." Nan Xiyue slowly opened her lips lazily.

Shi Qinglan nodded slightly, and the red hairpin and the fine tassels shook lightly, dazzling but not overly luxurious.

She took a lotus step and was about to walk towards the TV station...

A nanny car suddenly stopped by the side of the road, and then a cheerful and clear male voice rang, "Miss Qingyue."
Chapter completed!