Nalan Ye Jue’s car made an impromptu turn toward the Imperial University small auditorium exhibition hall.
anwhile.
In the VIP exhibition hall of the small auditorium, the auction of Q Emperor’s evening gowns was in full swing.
Q Emperor’s senior disciple, Chen Shi, personally served as the host, mysteriously announcing to the guests: "Please welco the models to showcase the two evening gowns for tonight’s auction!"
The chandelier suddenly went out.
Only two round spotlights remained, illuminating the small stage at the center of the exhibition room.
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
Two graceful figures walked towards everyone from the stage.
The crowd instantly erupted.
"Shen Bixue!"
"Huo Qingtong!"
"My God, it’s the film emperor and empress as models. My Q Emperor truly deserves to be a power player; only the film emperor and empress are worthy of such perfect evening gowns!"
An elongated pearl-white long dress and a black tailcoat, under the personal interpretation of these top stars from the film industry, radiated even more dazzling brilliance.
Song Anjing’s eyes were fixed: "Xinxin Xinxin Xinxin Xinxin, the evening gown Shen Bixue is wearing is the one I touched ninety-nine tis earlier. Look at that tulle hem, those pearls, that full circle of diamonds, boohoohoo..."
Qin Xin’s eyes remained calm: "Do you like this one?"
Song Anjing: "No no no, it’s love, love it!"
Qin Xin: "...You’d better love your pharmaceutical notes this much too."
Song Anjing stuck out her tongue: "Xin, I think if I could have the chance to wear it in my lifeti, even if just for a minute, I would certainly work hard, study tirelessly, and escape the fate of an academic failure!"
The 190-pound whimpering creature couldn’t help but glance at her: "Why?"
Song Anjing: "Because I want to make myself excellent enough to be worthy of this stunning evening gown!"
The 190-pound whimpering creature: "..."
Qin Xin: "..."
Song Anjing excitedly asked: "Aren’t you guys tempted?"
The 190-pound whimpering creature: "I’m really tempted, but alas, the size of the tailcoat... unless I lose 50 pounds it’s going to be impossible to fit into it... It sounds like I could afford it, sob sob sob, but I really like that hat!"
He pointed to a modest green baseball cap on the exhibition stage.
Song Anjing patted his shoulder: "It’s fine, we can dream; maybe we’ll accomplish it in a dream, hehe. What about you, Xiangxiang?"
Xiangxiang shyly: "I also like that green hat, it’s really nice."
Song Anjing asked around, then looked eagerly at Qin Xin: "Xinxin Xinxin Xinxin Xinxin, which one do you like? It’s okay, speak boldly, we’ll just treat it like a daydream!"
Qin Xin calmly swept a glance over the exhibition hall.
Raised her fair hand slightly and pointed to a sowhat uniquely colored wedding gown by the window.
The other dresses were pearl white, peony red, or deep sea blue.
Whereas this one, from afar, appeared as a misty purple, glittering with tiny diamond lights, like gazing at a resplendent galaxy.
Mysterious and elegant.
Song Anjing was a bit puzzled: "Who would wear a wedding dress of this color, it’s so strange."
The 190-pound whimpering creature: "I actually find it prettier than white tulle. Hard to say why, but once you look at it you don’t want to look away..."
Even his goddess Shen Bixue couldn’t capture his attention anymore.
Xiangxiang: "I feel like I’ve been caught in a whirlwind of stars, it’s really beautiful."
Song Anjing scratched her head: "After hearing you guys, I also find it more and more beautiful. But why isn’t this stunning misty purple dress being auctioned?"
The 190-pound whimpering creature: "It must be too precious; it’s probably Q Emperor’s favorite."
Just as they were passionately discussing.
On stage, Shen Bixue suddenly quoted: "I bid ten million for the ’Ice Princess’ I’m wearing!"
"Wow—!" The whole room was once again in an uproar!
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