Chapter 1343 Awards (1)
Xia Siyu's car stopped. She came alone. No one opened the door, so she got out by herself.
The door was opened, and the first person to get out was a pair of black high heels. The shoe laces were designed in the shape of a butterfly, spreading its wings and ready to fly. The black high heels also highlighted the originally fair ankles.
Going up, there was a section of jade-white calves with beautiful curves. Going up further, the black skirt was layered, and there was a section that was as elegant as gauze, gently fitting on her body. But there was another part, like satin, with a slightly hard material, not looking rigid, and the momentum was immediately highlighted.
Then, Xia Siyu got out of the car, and the black skirt was ironed on her body. One more point would be too wide, and one less point would be too tight. In the front, the deep V-neck was slightly deeper, directly from the neckline to the navel, but the opening part was decorated with a little thin gauze, which vaguely hid the excessive things.
In addition, there are faint embroidery on the fabric, but the colors are very close, which is a picture that you won't notice if you don't take a high-definition photo. Those who know the business can tell at a glance that this is the most popular designer in China who is famous both at home and abroad. His clothes have now become a hot commodity on the red carpet, and many female stars borrow them.
Especially recently, everyone's national sentiment has been mobilized. Although foreign big brands are still valued, the clothes of famous domestic designers will attract more attention.
I really didn't expect that Xia Siyu could get this set of clothes at this moment. And the tailoring is so fitting that it's like it was tailor-made. This is not something that ordinary people can do.
Above the clothes, there is a diamond necklace, long hair draped over the shoulders, half of which is permed with a little wave, and there is also a gem hairpin on the head as an accessory.
The gems are shining, the clothes are beautiful, but - not as dazzling as Xia Siyu.
Fair, flawless skin like milk. Black pupils, black long hair, black clothes, and a pair of soul-stirring red lips under the night sky.
She used to be arrogant and dismissive on the red carpet, but not like now. Although she is still arrogant, you can feel a very obvious characteristic when you take a picture of her pupils:
These are a pair of eyes with a story.
Her expression is arrogant, but her eyes are calm and indifferent, as if she is out of tune with everything around her, but she can see everything clearly. Her figure is amazing, but what is even more amazing is her demeanor and her steps. She stands there and walks forward, which is different from the uncultured and fierce feeling in the past. It seems that she came from the horizon, although she passed countless eyes along the way, and finally quietly walked into the night.
In just a few months, it seems that she has been reborn. She didn't smile, but she didn't pretend, and she didn't stay on the red carpet for long. Xia Siyu came at this time because she was too lazy to pay attention to the reporters next to her and didn't want to accept any interviews.
She arrived at the autograph wall, took the pen handed to her by the staff, and quickly wrote her name. She didn't even pose, and walked directly to the backstage in her high heels.
Such arrogance, not to mention the reporters on the scene, even the audience in front of the screen scolded her.
But what does it matter if she scolded, she left and went straight into the backstage, without even a glance at the media behind her, and those people could only take a picture of her back.