Luo Mianmian waited until everyone had finished speaking before coming out to mediate, "Okay, everyone, don't quarrel here. There are so many cameras filming. It won't be pretty if you get angry."

The chat made everyone feel relaxed, and they all glared at He Qing at the same time. The next second He Qing heard Luo Mianmian say.

"This skirt is a new product from ME. The designer just made it not long ago. It's normal that Sister He Qing didn't find out. In fact, I was able to get this skirt thanks to Sister He Qing."

ME?!

He Qing felt as if her face was slapped. She had just mocked ME's skirt as being a fake brand.

Luo Mianmian kept silent about this just to make a fool of herself.

Sure enough, when the female stars heard this, they looked at He Qing with a hint of mockery in their eyes.

He Qing is the one who has never seen the world. She even calls ME a fake brand. She is so arrogant.

He Qing's face turned pale and blue, and she felt that she could not stay here any longer.

Soon, the party began, saving He Qing from embarrassment.

For the stage effect, the surrounding lights dimmed, and suddenly there was a cry of surprise from the crowd.

He Qing followed the direction of everyone's gaze and saw that Luo Mianmian's skirt actually emitted a faint light in such darkness.

The whole dress exudes a blue halo, and the first thing everyone thinks of when seeing this scene is the dress in the fairy tale.

In the fairy tale, a girl goes to a ball to choose a wife for the prince, but the prince turns out to be the girl's lover who has lost his memory. The girl wants to seize this opportunity to awaken her lover's memory.

On the first night, the girl wore a skirt that looked like the sun, and on the second night, she wore a skirt that glowed like the soft moonlight.

On the third night, when the girl was wearing a beautiful dress like stars and shining as she walked, the prince suddenly remembered the girl.

The prince and the girl, whose memories were restored, soon lived a happy life.

Luo Mianmian's dress reminded the onlookers of the star-like dress. It was so beautiful that they could not focus on the stage at all.

Luo Mianmian herself didn't expect that this skirt could glow. When Lu Maner asked her in a low voice, she smiled mysteriously.

For one night, Luo Mianmian became the focus of the crowd. Fortunately, Luo Mianmian had already gotten used to the feeling of being stared at at all times.

Her temperament and face can fully support this dress. Her image is not suppressed by the brilliance of the dress. Instead, the dress becomes her most beautiful foil.

Zhu Xi next to her was called to the stage and was being awarded the trophy.

These fashion festivals always have some strange prizes that have no practical use, they are just for everyone to have fun.

Zhu Xi had received the news in advance that the seat would be arranged next to the aisle for easy movement. Now that she was gone, the seat next to Luo Mianmian was empty.

Suddenly a figure passed by and someone sat down next to Luo Mianmian.

She wanted to quietly remind the other person that there was someone here, but she saw the man sitting next to her smiling at her.

Isn’t this ME’s designer Eleven?

"Do you like the skirt?"

His voice was very attractive, the kind of sexy voice that seduces people all the time, and he sounded like a considerate gentleman when asking Luo Mianmian.

"I love so much."

Luo Mianmian smiled and reached out to touch her skirt, and Eleven grabbed her wrist.

The man's hands were icy cold, like a piece of fine jade.

[It fits my dress very well and doesn’t ruin my skirt]

[She’s quite well behaved, um…]

"It's wrinkled here." Eleven pointed at Luo Mianmian's knee and said.

Luo Mianmian reached out to smooth it out, but the position was a little far away. Luo Mianmian's skirt was too long, and she couldn't smooth it out after trying for a long time.

"Let me do it."

Eleven's palm gently touched the skirt a few times, and the skirt, which had been disobedient under Luo Mianmian's hands, suddenly became obedient and smooth.

In the darkness, the stage lights just happened to reflect on the man's handsome face, and Luo Mianmian clearly saw the satisfaction in the man's eyes.

She thanked Eleven, "Thank you."

"Um."

Eleven didn't say anything after that. He just sat quietly for a while and left before Zhu Xi came back.

Luo Mianmian thought that the dress she was wearing was so extraordinary, it might have been made by this Eleven, so it seemed normal for him to come and see her work.

After this little episode, Luo Mianmian never mentioned it again. When she wanted to return the skirt to ME, the person in charge of ME told Luo Mianmian: "The headquarters notified us that this skirt is given to you."

"Give it to me?" Luo Mianmian was surprised.

"Yes, it's for you. We won't be selling this dress again. It's yours exclusively."

Xu Ning was impressed by ME's wealth.

This kind of high-end fabric is very expensive, not to mention the diamonds embellished on the skirt.

As the daughter of the Luo family, Luo Mianmian could certainly afford it, but for a skirt that would only be worn once, Luo Mianmian just felt that there was no need to buy such a good one.

ME now offers free gifts whenever it wants. You should know that ME is different from other brands. They may only produce one or two pairs of a skirt, just to make the customer's skirt unique.

So, this is what surprised Luo Mianmian.

You know, scarcity makes things valuable. Every skirt of ME is sold at a high price. Of course, the design of ME itself is worth it.

Luo Mianmian's dress is considered to be the best of the best in ME. Now she has directly monopolized this style of ME, which is equivalent to cutting off ME's seven-digit revenue at least.

Luo Mianmian’s first thought was that this was the idea of ​​today’s designer Eleven.

ME has no shortage of advertisements and doesn't seem to be short of money either, which makes Luo Mianmian have no idea how to repay Eleven.

She had no choice but to let Xu Ning deliver the skirt to her home and put it away carefully in her cloakroom. She thought to herself that next time she met Eleven, she would ask if there was anything she could do to help.