Chapter 40: Fashion Show 7

Sister Jiaojiao, Teacher Chen, BOSS, Teacher Wang, Fei Yan, etc., all of whom were nervous about Xiao Kai's body.

The five, four, three, two, and one dances are over.

The three little ones bowed and stepped down.

Xiao Kai was the last to step down, and when he stepped down the last staircase, his body sank.

"Xiao Kai? Kai? ”

Sister Jiaojiao's heart tightened even more.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?"

Eryuan is also worried.

"Hello?! Wang Junkai? Wang Junkai! Wake up! ”

Fei Yan shook Xiao Kai.

No matter what the people around him called, Xiao Kai didn't make a sound.

"Fei Yan,"

Teacher Chen reacted, "Go up and preside!" Fast! ”

Only then did Fei Yan remember, and she came on the stage with a long skirt.

"Guests, please enjoy!"

Fei Yan said hastily, and hurriedly stepped down.

"How's it going?"

Fei Yan asked.

"Low blood sugar, a little strict, obviously guilty of low blood sugar, why are you still exercising vigorously?"

A female doctor said.

"So what to do?"

Sister Jiaojiao asked.

"Send it to the hospital for an intravenous drip, and eat a piece of candy to relieve it first."

"I'm going to call the driver to drive!"

Eryuan immediately ran away.

"Here, chocolate!"

Teacher Chen took out a piece.

After eating, Xiao Kai opened his eyes in a bit of confusion.

"Xiao Kai, you're finally awake! I'm scared to death! ”

Sister Jiaojiao patted her chest.

At this time, it was surprisingly quiet, and after Xiao Kai glanced around, his eyes stayed on Fei Yan.

"You, are you alright?"

Fei Yan asked.

"It's okay, don't worry."

When I was about to stand up, I was about to fall down.

"Still saying it's okay?"

Fei Yan said.

"Oops! The car is coming! The car is coming! ”

Sister Jiaojiao and Wang Yuan got in the car and went to the hospital, and there were only Qianxi and Teacher Chen at the scene.

Fei Yan reacted at this time, the fourth batch of models had already left, and she immediately went on stage.

"Everyone, please be quiet! Maybe you still have some expectations for the later shows, then we will send the finale at the end. ”

After Fei Yan finished speaking, she stepped down from the stage to change her clothes.

A few minutes later.

Qianxi watched in front of the stage, and he was also looking forward to the finale.

After the fifth batch of models left, the lights turned blue and the background music was replaced with tender piano music.

Fei Yan walked out of the backstage.

Manzhu Sahua red mermaid-style elongated bandeau skirt with small red flowers on the waist, although the shoes are in the skirt, but they are also very beautiful; The construction of the shoes is the shoes of Cinderella in the live-action movie "Cinderella" after putting on the skirt, but they are red; Hair is naturally a little curly.

Although the face is expressionless, it is still beautiful.

When Qianxi in the audience saw it, she felt like a princess for a moment, with Aisha's domineering and princess temperament.

Fei Yan made a pose and walked to the middle of the stage.

There was no sound for a moment.

At this time, the music was changed to "Unfortunately There Are No Ifs".

"If you miss the mistakes you can afford to make, you should still have time to regret it, if you don't tell the story of that little turmoil, bring a smile over, talk about what self is better than it is better to get by in front of feelings, all blame me, I shouldn't be silent when I'm silent, I'm brave when I'm weak, if I don't misunderstand myself, let us be sad, but if you and me now do it all over again, if that day you say what you should say, if you don't have to be considerate of the attachment that day, if that day I don't be emotional, xΓΉ provoke, what will you do.................."

Fei Yan sang along to the music, deeply engaged in it.

Qianxi saw it, and the ethereal voice sounded comfortable, but it was always mixed with some sadness.

Additional: Readers, yesterday and today, because the time schedule is not enough, so I can only update one chapter, and the author will make it back in the future!

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