God's Palette

"Brother Xun."

"Ok?"

"That's your seat."

In the gradually noisy venue, her question sounded surprisingly clear.

Following Miss Ye's voice, Xia Xun raised his gaze to the upper left, and the girl's finger was pointing somewhere below.With a little curiosity, Xia Xun looked over with her fingers, but she couldn't see very clearly.

A few strands of hair escaped from the hair tie, blurring his vision.

When Xia Xun gently brushed them aside and put them back together in his hair, his gaze finally reached the destination.

A long table and some chairs.

The long table was horizontally in front of the stage, and it was fully decorated with exaggerated LOGOs of the organizers and sponsors, and in the gaps that were finally found, there were many brilliant colors of LED lights shining.When was it moved there?Or existed before?Xia Xun is not very clear, but she only knows one thing.

The empty seat there is hers.

Four different people sat on the left and right sides.If you look carefully, there are two people who are quite familiar, and you can see that they are public figures who show their faces on the Internet or on TV from time to time.They come from all walks of life, they are guests, they are judges, they are the kind of people who come here to collect money for work, and the asking price is quite high. I don't know when they came...

But the chair between them was empty.

In front of the chair, on the small nameplate, there are several words that must be used in gold to show the weight.

Ye Qianluo turned her head: "Really? They're waiting for you."

"Well, it seems to be my seat."

"It's quite a face..."

"Hmph, I think so too." The person concerned was not shy, but took one-tenth of the confidence from Ye Qianluo, and puffed up her breasts, which were unfortunately [-]% in size, to show her pride.

Wherever this chair appears, it’s a powerful acknowledgment of her countless snaps, and one to be proud of.Xia Xun stared at it, holding her face like a girl, recalling many memories.

Facing her like this, Ye Qianluo suggested again.

"Then are you going to sit in?"

"Wait... There's nothing to talk about with those judges, and I'm here because of you, I'm sitting in that seat, and I'm ready to praise you, so it doesn't make sense for me to sit on it before you come on stage .”

"...I always feel like you've been teased?" Ye Qianluo's face was full of entanglements, both happy and painful. "But I have to correct you. Brother Xun, you clearly took pictures of other girls...It's a pity that the girl is so neglected by you. She must also want to be praised by you."

Xia Xun smiled for a while, then shook his head: "The other judges praised me for me."

Although he said so on the surface, Xia Xun mainly felt embarrassed.

She didn't want to chat with the other judges, and she didn't want to sit in that seat for a whole night, and she had to spend dozens of grams of precious girl's saliva to judge other people and say a lot of bad things about them... All of this would be embarrassing.

Therefore, she planned to play a big game and wait until the end before taking the seat. It was enough to embarrass Ye Qianluo for a while.

"Brother Xun, just like us, first go to the backstage to put on makeup and dress up... Uh, forget it, pretend I didn't say anything. A creature of your level doesn't need makeup..."

After speaking in pain, Ye Qianluo turned to Siya indifferently, hooked her fingers to signal her to follow: "It's time for us mortals to go backstage and dress up."

"Okay." Ya Ya also stood up, although according to this person's size, even standing up is not much taller, "I am also a member of your club anyway, and I will protect you well later."

After finishing the sentence, Ya Ya put one hand into his trouser pocket, and stood beside Ye Qianluo with sharp eyes.

"Protect?"

"Everyone is a girl who is full of confidence in herself. This is the cutest Colosseum for Bibi who. There is only one dressing room for us. You will not be stupid to think that there are beautiful girls who are kind and friendly." It’s a good place to smile, joke with each other, and touch each other, right?”

"...it's scary."

"So I have to protect you."

The faint thin ice on Ye Qianluo's body melted, and he crossed a distance of ten centimeters, approaching Yaya.I have to say that this little guy is very troublesome if he is an enemy, but if he is one of his own, he will become extremely reliable.

Xia Xun, who was still sitting firmly, couldn't help but start fantasizing about the girls' dressing room at this time. She really lacks experience in this area... Those girls who are naked, half-dressed, or half-dressed, shouldn't Will you fight straight away?So what?Quite curious...

Xia Xun felt his heart itch, but the little bit of instinct left over from his previous life made his mentality contradictory.

"I'm thinking, since brother Xun is going to be late, why not come with us? It's boring to sit here, so go chat with us in the locker room."

"Grass, the thief's fucking makes sense. Once Brother Xun arrives, I want to see which little bastard dares to be weird?"

The two who were preparing for the battle before, suddenly reached a new consensus.

After exchanging glances, they immediately moved left and right, grabbed Xia Xun's slippery, soft, thin and tender hands, and dragged her up.As they expected, the resistance from Xia Xun was fierce, but it was limited to "No, I'm not that kind of person".

Even in the second half, they noticed that Xia Xun's feet were already moving forward...

Chapter 295: Following Brother Xun

The weather in early autumn is just right.

The heat generated when humans gather together and turn on many light sources will be calmed by the cool wind blowing in from outside the pavilion.But it's not so cold that you need to add a few more clothes. At least those women in their teens and twenties can still wear relatively thin clothes and be full of energy around the stage.

"Everyone, can I take a picture?"

"Just remember to cover your face!"

"Yes, yes, otherwise, I will lose my powder... Ouch, I didn't put on my makeup well, I hate it to death."

They just got off the stage and gathered together in a noisy manner.There was some sweat on their foreheads, and the clothes on their bodies and the hair that had been tied up with great difficulty were also a little messy because of the exercise just now, but now, no one cares, after all, the part to be recorded is over.

They are domestic dancers from the dance area. Although they are not at the hottest level, they are at least the kind of people who are well-known and live glamorously on other people's screens.