The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 347 - 347 322 Walking the Red Carpet

347: Chapter 322: Walking the Red Carpet 347: Chapter 322: Walking the Red Carpet “Bi’er really likes Givenchy’s designs, but I don’t know if you still have time to rush out a set for her,” Liu Hun asked Kristin.

Kristin, unaware that this was a final warning, scoffed and said, “I’m not some street vendor, not everyone can wear my designs, I refuse.”

Liu Hun smiled inwardly, just like that, with a handshake, he had gotten the artistic talent he wanted!

“It seems a bit cold…

Let’s go,” Kristin said, pulling his clothes and not minding a shiver, as he left Phantom Studio with Xu Moyu and A’mu.

“Kristin, A’mu, it seems like Bi’er sister still hasn’t forgiven me, her expression is so scary, will she hate me………”

Listening to the fading voice of Xu Moyu, tears swirled in Shi Bi’er’s eyes.

The pleased glow of bringing Liu Hun to see the evening gown had been stolen away and replaced with a counterfeit to insult her, and in the end, Xu Moyu had stabbed her in the back while pretending innocence.

Liu Hun came over and comfortingly patted Shi Bi’er on the back, saying, “Don’t worry, I’ve got everything under control.”

“But what about the evening gown for the awards ceremony?” Shi Bi’er said, her eyes red.

She had wanted to show Liu Hun her most beautiful and sexy side, but it had all turned into a mess.

“If he won’t make it for us, we’ll make it ourselves.”

“Make it ourselves?” Shi Bi’er was very surprised, since when did Liu Hun have this skill?

Liu Hun found Xiao Xiao and pointed to a sign hanging in the studio, saying, “Your studio accepts custom designs, right?”

“Oh!

You speak French?

Yes!

But you can’t put the Givenchy logo on it, our studio can provide materials and space, right here, one evening gown for twenty-eight thousand,” Xiao Xiao nodded and told Liu Hun.

“Give me a drafting table and the fabric; here’s the card, go swipe it,” Liu Hun said as he started getting ready to work.

After Xiao Xiao finished swiping the card and gave it back to Liu Hun, he said, “I’ve got to go to the hospital, just make your way out when you’re done.

Security knows how to lock up, and there are cameras here.” After reminding Liu Hun, Xiao Xiao found an excuse to slip away, leaving everything to Liu Hun and a security guard who knew nothing.

Shi Bi’er watched the time anxiously while looking forward to Liu Hun’s creation.

With a deep V-neck, a wide-open back, a simple skirt, and a delicate top, Liu Hun poured all the artistic talent he had borrowed from Kristin into this evening gown, a dress emblazoned with a profound Givenchy mark dazzled the world.

“Ah!

It’s…

it’s…

I really can’t find the words, I love it so much!

Thank you!” Shi Bi’er hugged Liu Hun’s neck and kept bouncing up and down.

“Wait, there’s a bit of the seam that isn’t finished,” Liu Hun pulled away from Shi Bi’er, just as he was about to finish the last bit, an old man came over and said to him, “I am a tailor here, let me help you.

You can buy a nice pair of shoes here as well.”

Liu Hun hadn’t noticed when the old man had come in, but with time pressing and shoes still to choose, he didn’t worry about it too much.

Leaving Phantom Studio, the red carpet ceremony at the awards had already started five minutes ago, as Liu Hun drove Shi Bi’er straight to the Kodak Theatre.

“Zhenyi, speaking of someone who is good at both singing and dancing, who comes to mind?” the red carpet host Wang Hong asked his co-host Luo Zhenyi.

“Of course, it’s our little dance queen, Li Liurou!” Luo Zhenyi replied with perfect timing.

“Yes!

Approaching us now is the little dance queen—Li Liurou!

Welcome, Liu Rou!

Welcome!” Wang Hong pumped up the atmosphere, directing the audience and media’s attention toward Li Liurou.

Since her heavy fall at the cosmetic clinic, Li Liurou had been staying quietly at home for a long time, fortunately, the company hadn’t given up on her and took this opportunity to push her back into the public eye.

Li Liurou smiled and posed for the media’s cameras before joining the two hosts.

“Welcome, Liu Rou, you seem less overtly sexy than usual today, are you looking to change your style?” Luo Zhenyi asked Li Liurou.

A giant electronic screen located atop the Kodak Theatre immediately zoomed in on Li Liurou; this was a special arrangement by the organizers this year to allow fans to get closer to the stars.

“Um…

I wouldn’t want to leave the fans with….”

After a series of inconsequential questions, Luo Zhenyi asked Li Liurou, “Liu Rou, this year’s Golden Melody Awards has a special segment called Celebrity Asks Celebrity, do you have any questions you’d like to ask other artists?”

With a sneer in her heart, Li Liurou thought the organizer really knew how to grab attention by having artists ask each other questions.

If it was nothing poignant, that was fine, but if someone couldn’t hold back and said something wrong, they’d immediately be hyped to the skies.

Afraid of this kind of negative publicity, Li Liurou played it safe by asking a senior artist about their outfit, then went into the theater.

After Li Liurou left, the heat of the event suddenly spiked.

Wang Hong looked around and immediately said, “Everyone must feel the atmosphere heating up here on the spot, so who is it stepping onto the red carpet that’s causing this stir?”

Luo Zhenyi quickly took over, “Here they are—the girl-next-door Xu Moyu, the renowned Givenchy designer Kristin, and Phantom Studio’s designer Mr.

Amu.

Let’s welcome the three.”

When the three arrived by the host’s side, Luo Zhenyi couldn’t help but be startled, her surprised expression more genuine than feigned.

The Xu Moyu everyone knew had taken a sensual and mature route, donning a low-cut backless dress.

It was just that the two mounds in front looked a bit awkwardly squeezed together, and paired with a face whose features were not outstanding, it seemed a bit of a stretch to lean towards the word “sexy.”

“Today, Moyu truly gives us…

an extra surprise!” Luo Zhenyi said with a feigned look of astonishment.

“People grow up…

and I also want to give my fans something different.

I think…

I should still be acceptable to everyone.

I hope you all won’t scold me,” Xu Moyu said, widening her eyes at Luo Zhenyi and playing her card of innocence.

“Of course!

Of course!

The changes in Moyu are surprising not just to me, but to all the fans as well,” Luo Zhenyi quickly placated the delicate little lady.

“Today, what’s even more surprising to us is the appearance of Kristin, the prominent designer from Givenchy, at the awards gala—and that too, walking the red carpet alongside our fashionable and sexy Moyu.

I wonder what that signifies?” Wang Hong asked Kristin.

“Oh!

Of course!

You all see it, Miss Xu Moyu’s astonishing transformation, it’s my masterpiece.

Givenchy is a globally renowned brand, so I wanted an image endorsement for Huaxia…”

“Shi Bi’er!

Shi Bi’er!

I love you!

I love you!”

“Bi’er!

My goddess!

Look here!

Look here!

Can we get a shot of your face?”

“Goddess, you’re so sexy!

Goddess, we’ll always love you!

Please just glance at me!”

“Click, click, click…”

“…”

With fans’ screams and the incessant flashes of countless cameras, Shi Bi’er elegantly descended from the Bentley with Liu Hun’s hand in hers.

Her immaculate beauty caused a wave of screams with every glance and flutter of her eyelids, and her casual smile could obliterate countless film shots.

Paired with the evening gown designed by Liu Hun himself, it perfectly embodied the expression “unprecedented elegance, second to none.” In contrast, Xu Moyu looked like a girl forcibly stuffed into adult clothes, quite ridiculous.

Shi Bi’er, arm in arm with Liu Hun and with her graceful demeanor, walked toward the two hosts.

Along the way, camera flashes lit them up like luminous bodies, transforming the Kodak Theater, already touched by twilight, into broad daylight.

“Uh…

Moyu, this awards ceremony has specially set up a segment for stars to ask questions of other stars.

Do you have any questions you’d like to ask any particular star?” Luo Zhenyi almost screamed this question at Xu Moyu, whose voice couldn’t compete with the fans shouting for Shi Bi’er, even with a microphone.

Looking at Shi Bi’er’s perfect raindrop-shaped bust and her S-curve spine, devoid of any superfluous flesh and perfectly paired with her low-cut backless outfit, Xu Moyu trembled with rage.

Shi Bi’er’s exposed skin was flawless, beyond reproach!

“Oh!

My God!

I thought she was just beautiful, but her figure is so perfect, truly God’s most wonderful creation.

She should be the ideal choice for Givenchy,” Kristin said, unable to hide his real thoughts as Shi Bi’er approached, despite having taken money from Tianxing and being promised Xu Moyu’s company for the evening.

Watching Shi Bi’er and Liu Hun getting closer, Luo Zhenyi, by rule, should have interviewed Shi Bi’er, so she turned to Xu Moyu and said, “Moyu, if you have no questions, please head inside.”

Xu Moyu watched Shi Bi’er approaching, nearly grinding her teeth to dust, and without looking at Luo Zhenyi, snapped back, “I have many questions I’d like to ask Bi’er sister face to face.”

As soon as Xu Moyu finished speaking, Shi Bi’er, arm in arm with Liu Hun, stepped onto the interview platform by the hosts.

Luo Zhenyi sensed something amiss and quickly approached Shi Bi’er with a smile, “Our national goddess is truly extraordinary, you’ve even mesmerized me to the point of breathlessness.”

“You flatter me too much, Zhenyi…” Shi Bi’er began to reply with a smile when, to everyone’s surprise, Xu Moyu, who suddenly switched to a sexy route, unexpectedly snatched the microphone from Wang Hong and asked in front of Shi Bi’er, “Sister Bi’er, is your dress from Givenchy?”

Chapter 222 Making a Big Show

“Oh…

It looks like Moyu is eager to seek advice from a senior.

I wonder how our goddess will respond to this question,” Luo Zhenyi interjected quickly in an attempt to smooth things over.

Shi Bi’er truly hadn’t anticipated Xu Moyu revealing her jealousy so openly with point-blank questions in such a situation.

“I think what one chooses to wear should be a personal matter,” Liu Hun stepped in for Shi Bi’er, not wishing to let Xu Moyu ruin the gala.

“Did I ask you?

What right does a manager like you have to butt in?

You don’t even know how to act like a proper manager.

Really, no manners at all.”