Chapter 102: Chapter 103: 360-degree Record of Beauty_1
Everyone, including Li Li, was transfixed by her, their minds stuck in a constant replay of the astonishing scene they had just witnessed.
In their trance, they seemed to see a white castle, with a splendid red carpet stretching all the way to the entrance.
It was as if they were under an illusion—
Roses on both sides of the road seemed to stretch and climb, their buds blooming amidst the invigorating greenery.
The bride in white, a blend of bashfulness and anticipation for her future life, gracefully made her way along the flower-draped path, her gown hitched up in her hand.
Colourful butterflies danced around the bride, unrelenting in their pursuit and resistance to part.
The off-shoulder wedding dress decorated with tassels and diamonds barely concealed the bride’s fair collarbone.
As the camera zoomed in, the beautifully made up bride with a shy smile and eyes filled with hope and happiness came into focus.
Suddenly, she picked up her gown, giggling shyly as she darted with a light step through the dew-laden rose garden, her gown fluttering. Her raven tresses scattered in the breeze, a hairpin dropped, and her silky hair twirled up into a curve in the wind creating the profound feeling of happiness.
A bit bashful, somewhat photogenic, somewhat anticipating. Arms wide open, her lips curved in a beautiful smile.
Li Li became serious, observing Qiao Xiaren’s expression and movements closely, as the others were lost in a new wave of astonishment.
As the camera pushed in for a close-up, her flawless face radiated happiness and anticipation, longing for the groom and life after the wedding.
Walking step by step through the ocean of roses, Qiao Xiaren’s face illuminated like sunshine as her strands of hair danced in the wind.
All of a sudden, a woman’s silvery laughter rang through the air. Everyone in the room perked up their ears and even held their breath, for fear of missing this moment.
Such laughter made them feel as though they’d been transported back in time, seeing the princess of a medieval castle and recalling the prince from a fairy tale.
Such a scene, unforgettable for life.
The crowd immersed themselves in this spectacle, wishing they could capture the current beauty from every angle.
Li Li was drawn in by her expressions and movements, and his eyes widened until he couldn’t look away.
When the performance ended, the room fell silent. They were abashed by her acting prowess and beauty.
Even for a small music video, the shocking beauty was as though it could touch one’s soul.
Even Ye Qing had to admit at this moment that Qiao Xiaren, like a pet kissed by God, possessed an unsurpassable beauty. What was more terrifying, her acting skills were quite good, realistic and steady in this ostentatious entertainment circle.
“Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!” Zhang Qiu became visibly excited, slapping his thigh vigorously. His face was flushed and bright, breathing became a bit hurried.
What mesmerising radiance was this?
Nothing had stirred him up since the New York Fashion Week ten years ago when he saw world-renowned model Misty.
He had not expected to find such a heart-stopping beauty in his own country today.
Li Li was the first to come to his senses, he stood up and started clapping. Others, as if waking from a dream, followed suit, creating an unexpected harmony of applause.
“Qiao Xiaren, I’ll remember you.”
Li Li walked over, his eyes filled with admiration. His judgment was never misplaced. This person had great potential for development.