The dressing rooms are all connected together, there are messy boxes inside, and there are many makeup artists and stylists going through them.
Su Kui frowned, and walked around.
The costumes of other people are already on them, and then in twos and threes, they are waiting for the makeup artist to do their makeup and styling.
Shi Yao was wearing a white fairy dress, and Su Kui had already known the song they were going to sing before, which was a fresh and sweet style. The makeup is done, and it looks really nice with a small skirt.
Seeing Su Kui and his party still wearing training uniforms, Shi Yao's eyes changed, "Zhongyi, why don't you guys have makeup yet? They will be on stage soon."
Xu Peiyao stared in anger, looking at the unconcealable triumph in her eyes, she wanted to curse.
Su Kui faintly held her down and smiled and said, "What are you afraid of, don't you have to draw lots to determine the order of appearance? We are not in a hurry."
After speaking, she lifted her chin, "We have to look at the clothes, so we will leave first and see you later."
When she walked far away, Xu Peiyao still said angrily: "Zhongyi, why did you let her? Don't think that I didn't see the pride in her eyes, so I almost wrote it on my face! I thought it was so kind! Satisfactory!"
Su Kui walked to the shelf of their own clothing, picked up one casually, and smiled indifferently. "Here, I speak with strength. Since I feel wronged, please be careful later, don’t make mistakes, and give again. They make a laugh!"
Su Kui's words made everyone's eyes hot, and there was something called reluctance to admit defeat in their hearts.
"know!"
Unanimously, exceptionally neat.
I don't know why, listening to the girls, Su Kui suddenly felt a little relieved.
"Here, look, what kind of clothes are these?! That's ugly!"
Su Kui took the clothes in her hands and turned them around for a few times. Compared with the delicate clothes of other girls, their class F's clothes were really not careless.
The uniform cheongsam style is still dark red, and the handicap style covers the skin tightly.
even-
Su Kui looked at the hem and was speechless for a while.
"Look here again!" Xu Peiyao pointed to the hem of her clothes, "The bread is very tight, and the fork below only reaches the calf, right? It's nondescript! Simply suggest that the program team directly send all our class f Forget it! The province is getting angry here!"
She rolled her eyes and kept muttering in her mouth.
Su Kui smiled bitterly, she touched her nose, not knowing why, thinking of a jealous jar.
There was an idea in my mind, this dress... Couldn't it be someone instructed it
Can't refuse her request, are you ready to start in other ways?
The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is the case.
Moreover, the appearance of the system directly confirmed Su Kui's guess.
[Congratulations to your host, you have the truth! 】
Su Kui: "..."
That said, is she still hurting these people
But...
Su Kui curled her lips, a touch of interest in her eyes.
"What are you afraid of? I have a way! Go, take your number and change clothes!"
"Is there any way?" Xu Peiyao squinted at Su Kui, "I don't want to change these torn clothes!"
"Tsk-the smelly girl said let you go, hurry up, are you still wasting your time? Don't forget everyone is waiting to see the jokes of our class F! It's time for a shameful shame!"
Su Kui casually pulled a cheongsam and threw it on Xu Peiyao's head, turned around and headed to the dressing room.