Chapter 423: Chapter 423: The Red Dress Out of the World
Looking at the person approaching him, without thought, Hayes Edwards steps aside nonchalantly letting her pass and then turned to Hannah impatiently, "Can’t you walk a little faster?"
As he finished the sentence, a sound echoed nearby.
Everyone looked over.
Tiffany Lynch knocked over a stool next to her, her face was ugly.
Hannah looked over, a light smile in her eyes. Her gaze landed on Tiffany Lynch’s red dress, lingering for a few seconds before she looked away.
She didn’t care.
She waved at Hayes Edwards, "Let’s go."
Resignedly, Hayes carried Hannah’s dress, uttering under his breath.
The two found a seat, while Tiffany stood in the same spot, recalling the look in Hannah’s eyes that just dismissed her like an irrelevant passerby.
That kind of smile made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
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Because of Hannah, the ratings of "Shining Star Journey 2" exceeded even the first season’s, forcing the organizers to double the number of live audience members.
The venue was full of cheering fans. The live broadcast had almost a million viewers, and the chat was being spammed with the names Hannah and Hayes.
A lot of people loved the pair.
- Such a handsome and beautiful pair, I love them! Can you please marry right here?
- They’re both wearing red, are they matching for Valentine’s?
- It’s a wedding dress! A wedding dress!
- Did I read it right, Hannah Winter is the lyricist of "Moonlight." Does this mean she’s talented and beautiful? I am in love!
- I thought Hannah was perfect for ancient costume dramas since her first stage performance, she totally amazed me this time!
On the stage, dark lights interspersed brilliantly, ancient music rang out, taking people back a thousand years.
Dong Dong Dong——
The drums sounded, everyone looked at the stage, their breath caught.
The chat was overflowing with praises for Hannah’s beauty, of course, there were occasional killjoys, but they were quickly drowned out.
Despite this, Arnold Simmons, with sharp eyes, saw it. His face remained unchanged, but there was a sharp, sullen look in his eyes.
His assistant felt the same, "In fact, Miss Winter has always been the most popular trainee in the program, with a large fan base, but there are also a considerable number of haters."
He didn’t dare lie. This was his first time dealing with the entertainment circle, but fortunately, he picked things up quickly, and his current job was to compile Hannah’s daily internet data.
A senior assistant was now doing the job of a manager.
But the salary was very good.
Perhaps the barrage of comments was blocking the full view of the young girl, Arnold Simmons’ thin lips pursed, as he played with a lighter in his hand, "Turn off the chat."
The assistant complied.
As soon as the chat was turned off, it felt like the whole world had quieted down.
As the drumming gradually intensified, the veils fluttered in the wind, settling on the stage.
The beautiful woman had her face covered with a red veil, standing with her back facing the audience, her waist swaying gracefully like a willow in the breeze, her red veil dancing like the brilliant glow of the setting sun, stepping on the drum under the moonlight, her figure graceful.
She turned around with dainty steps, glowing with youthful grace. Her slender hand raised, and a flower sprouted from her wrist.
Under the red veil, a pair of delicate feet seemed to glow with the light of the moon, stepping on the galaxy as if she was stepping down from heaven, the red dress was stunning.
She was a sight for sore eyes.
Arnold raised his head, meeting the girl’s eyes in the camera lens.
Only he knew how soft and slender the girl’s waist was, like the finest velvet silk. He could hold it with one hand.
