Xiaowu looked at the bright figure on the screen, and the corners of her mouth showed the most pleasant smile.

The spotlight flashed, and the reporters gathered around, "Mrs. Austin, congratulations on winning the crown of the Adams Prom." ”

Mrs. Austin smiled and was extremely happy, "Thank you, everyone is great." ”

For the first time in ten years, she got this post-dance crown, and finally let her get her wish.

The joy in my heart welled up like a fountain, and I had a different opinion of the designer.

She decided to cooperate more with that girl in the future, buy more dresses, the price is cheap, and the originality is different, which is eye-catching.

The reporters stared at the clothes on her body, "Your dress is very beautiful, I don't know which master it came from?" ”

Mrs. Austin groaned, "Well, I'm sorry, please keep it a secret." ”

She doesn't want others to compete with her for designers, is it easy to find a good designer?

The reporters looked at each other, "If you don't say it, we can guess that you love the work of Master Goddess the most, and this one is no exception." ”

"This ......," Mrs. Austin hesitated.

Goddess walked over from behind and hugged her hands out, "Congratulations, the dress is beautiful, isn't it?" Trust me. ”

She is naturally indispensable on this occasion, but she is not in a good mood all the time.

The work of that dead girl actually helped Mrs. Austin get the title of queen of dance all of a sudden, how could she be embarrassed?

And what does Mrs. Austin think?

In fact, Ye Xiaowu's design level is ordinary, but she boldly adopts the technique of combining Chinese and Western walls, colliding violently, sparks flying, just a little more new than others, and more daring than others.

Mrs. Austin nodded with a smile, "Of course, you have a good eye." ”

The designer she helped introduce herself was really a rare show.

Goddess smiled skillfully, and smiled very movingly.

Mrs. Austin reacted slowly, but it was too late, and after thinking about it, she simply remained silent.

"Both of you are big winners in life, there is no more glorious woman than you, the two of you stand together, let's take a photo."

"Okay." Goddess graciously hugged Mrs. Austin's shoulders and smiled brightly.

This scene freezes on the screen and becomes an eternity.

The smile on the corner of Xiaowu's mouth disappeared without a trace, and his face sank like water.

Angel's chest ached, "How can she do this?" It's too much. ”

Xiaowu stared coldly at the screen, "She didn't say anything." ”

Jiang is still old and spicy, and the goddess taught her a vivid lesson.

"Yes, but ......" implies that she designed the dress, taking all the credit for it.

Her face was red with anger and she was furious.

Xiaowu picked up the water cup and drank it all in one gulp, gradually regaining her composure, "Teacher, don't be angry, it's not worth it for this kind of person, this is her usual method." ”

It's not the first time, and it won't be the last.

Angel was very sad, her eyes were red, "I am not angry with me no matter how she treats me, but how can she do this to you?" She's so shameless, it's too much. ”

She has been pressed by Goddess for more than ten years, and she has not felt wronged.

But seeing her play the same trick with her own eyes on her beloved disciple was unbearable.

Xiaowu sighed softly, "She hates me, there's no doubt about that. ”