The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

"The design of their stage is over there, I'll show it to you." Long Zecheng said and went to get it.

Not far away, several girls were running after a boy.

"I told you not to wear women's clothes, please let me go!"

Zhou Tong is about to cry, chasing him every day to ask him to be a female model, he has almost run a year's kilometers in the past few days.

"Zhou Tong, just follow us!"

"I'd rather die than follow!" Zhou Tong yelled and rushed towards Long Zecheng.

"I'm sorry!" Zhou Tong hurriedly apologized, before he had time to see who he bumped into, he staggered and ran away.

Several girls ran after him.

"You can't escape Zhou Tong!"

"I must make you wear a skirt!"

Long Zecheng glanced at it, the young man is really active.

Lan Qing and He Jiao passed by the gymnasium and also came in to see the runway.

At this time, several people walked over carrying plastic mannequins.

Lan Qing saw that there was not enough manpower, so she said to He Jiao: "I'll go and do a favor, you can see for yourself, I'll find you later."

"I'll move it for you too." He Jiao followed Lan Qing to do good deeds.

Lan Qing held a mannequin in each of his left and right hands.

He Jiao held his clothes in one hand and hugged a mannequin in the other.

"Thank you, President, He Jiao, you are a good match—"

"He Jiao heard that you are a female model, is it true?"

"Yeah, I'll come and see it then, haha—" He Jiao laughed.

"no problem--"

Just as He Jiao was holding the model down, a boy next to him also came over holding the model. When he turned around, he accidentally bumped the model into He Jiao.

"Ah, sorry!" The boy apologized hurriedly.

"It's all right." He Jiao said.

The boy smiled and walked away to continue moving models.

"Bumped?" Lan Qing asked.

He Jiaojiao nodded, clutching his bumped arm and leaning into Lan Qing's arms, he said with a pitiful face, "Oh...it hurts...I want my wife to..."

Lan Qing hugged him, and rubbed his hands up and down where he was bumped.

Although he knew he was pretending, he still comforted him.

"Ok?"

"Okay, my wife is so kind." He Jiao said with a smile.

A few boys watching this scene not far away were so disgusted that goosebumps popped out.

Someone made a low noise.

Lan Qing looked over.

The man immediately changed his words: "Grass is a lovely plant."

He Jiao smiled, not caring what others thought at all, pulled Lan Qing and walked away. As soon as he turned around, he saw a tall and handsome man with the same blond hair and blue eyes as himself not far away.

"Brother Qi Yao!"

Lan Qing looked at the people over there, and it turned out that they knew each other.

Qi Yao, this name is still a bit familiar.

Isn't that the son of the richest man in the world?

"He Jiao?" Qi Yao looked back, surprised.

"When did you come here? Are you in University A?" Qi Yao walked towards him.

"Yeah, I've been here for half a year. This is my boyfriend, Lan Qing." He Jiao immediately introduced them.

"Ah, I've seen it." Qi Yao smiled, it was all fate.

Qi Yao pointed back, and whispered to He Jiao: "My daughter-in-law, but we haven't made it public now."

"Oh." He Jiaoyuan nodded and spoke in a low voice.

They are all celebrities, and it's normal not to make it public.

Bi Lihuai looked back.

just walked over.

"Know?"

Qi Yao introduced to him: "My neighbor, we have known each other since we were young."

"So." Bi Lihuai asked again, "Then are you interested in being a model now?"

Qi Yao looked at his daughter-in-law, how could he express appreciation to others in front of him?

"They are wrong." Qi Yao said, grabbed his shoulder and turned him around, "Come on, let's go to the stage."

He Jiao blinked, Qi Yao's family status is a bit low.

"Brother Lan Qing, between us, who has a higher family status?" He Jiao asked in a low voice.

"you."

He Jiao smiled with satisfaction.

He finally has one thing that is better than Brother Qi Yao——

It is said that after this day, the brothers and sisters in the fashion design department are working hard to revise the design drawings, buy new materials, and make clothes.

He Jiao's typhoon is still great, after all, he often takes the Two-dimensional stage.

So he justifiably became the opening and finale.

The graduation exhibition of senior clothing will be ushered in soon.

It's seven o'clock this evening.

The stadium was packed with people.

Once He Jiao put on the wig, his makeup changed.

She is just like a peerless beauty.

Lan Qing led the Student Union and the Disciplinary Inspection Department to maintain the order of the scene.

Today, apart from those from University A, there are also many bigwigs from the media and fashion industry.

In addition to Bi Lihuai, there are also some local clothing brands and clothing factory owners.

Today can be described as a high-profile day.

Live music sounded, and the host read the manuscript.

When it was finally time for the catwalk, the first one to come out was He Jiao, who wore women's clothing.

He is wearing a black wig, straight bangs, princess cut, black long straight hair ends.

She was wearing a long black dress with an exaggerated shape, the skirt was irregular, the front was shorter, and the back was longer.

There are ruffles all over the body, and a pair of black and silver leather boots on the feet.

As soon as he walked, a large area of ​​his right leg was exposed.

For a while, everyone didn't look at the clothes, but only looked at the legs.

Lan Qing stood in the crowd, listening to the people around him talking about He Jiao's legs.

His jealousy went straight from 0 to 100.

It wasn't like this when looking at the design drawing before, why are there so many exposed now?

He Jiao walked to the front of the catwalk and turned around.

There is still a big backless back!

"Wow!"

"Is this model from A major? Or hired from outside?"

"It's from our A university."

"Who? Who? I want to add Miss Sister on WeChat!"

"He Jiao, what the hell, keep your voice down, the president will be behind."

Lan Qing turned and walked away, walking backstage.

When Lan Qing walked over, He Jiao just came down.

"Brother Lan Qing——"

He Jiao shouted.

All the models queuing up to go on stage pinched their noses and called Brother Lan Qing——

He Jiao smiled, forgetting that there were so many people here.

Lan Qing is obviously a little used to it, and his skin is thick.

When He Jiao came to him, he even showed his legs and asked, "Do I look good?"

Lan Qing kicked his shoe, "Take it back."

He Jiao immediately retracted his feet, grabbed the hem of the skirt with his hands, covered his legs, then looked around treacherously, and said to him in a low voice: "Hide it well, others can't see it, only for you to see."

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Several young ladies next to each other whispered to each other.

"Made, why is a man so cute."

"Hey, we deserve it if we don't get the president, and He Jiao can act like a baby—"

"I want to change and fall in love with him."

"God, give me a vulture!"

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Lan Qing pulled him in front of him and blocked his legs with herself.

"How many more sets are there?"

"There are four sets left, I'm going to change clothes, I love you." He Jiao ran away after thinking about it.

There are not many models, so not everyone has a suit. The models who come down immediately go to change clothes, and then go backstage to line up to go on stage.

So time is tight.

After all, we can't keep everyone waiting.

On the runway, there are continuous works.