83: Model Show
When the competition ended and the large screen displayed the total scores of all the contestants, Wu Fan couldn't help but feel excited.
Qian Ning stood out, ranking first, and her score was more than thirty points higher than the second-place contestant.
The host excitedly announced the winner of the singing competition: Qian Ning!
The venue once again erupted in thunderous applause.
Seeing that the time was right, Wu Fan rushed onto the stage, holding a bouquet of flowers.
He jogged over and placed them into Qian Ning's hands. "Congratulations, you're amazing."
Qian Ning looked up, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Thank you, Brother Fan."
She actually took the initiative to hug Wu Fan right there on the stage.
Wu Fan realized this was a live broadcast, so he couldn't be too flashy. He symbolically patted her back and hurried off the stage.
In the final segment, the host conducted a brief interview with Qian Ning, and after she sang an a cappella song, the competition finally concluded.
Wu Fan saw Qian Ning and Chen Liyun coming out together, arm-in-arm and laughing merrily, so he quickly went to meet them.
"Congratulations to the beautiful Qian Ning for bravely taking first place. We definitely have to celebrate tonight."
Qian Ning looked at Chen Liyun and said, "Teacher Chen deserves the most credit. If she hadn't taught me to sing Yue Opera, how could I have won first place?"
Chen Liyun replied, "It's inseparable from your own hard work. I only offered a bit of guidance."
Wu Fan complimented her, "Teacher Chen is being modest. Without you, how would she know how to sing Yue Opera?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Liyun smiled beautifully.
Wu Fan said, "My two big stars, hurry and get in the car."
He opened the back car door and made a "please" gesture.
Just as the three of them got into the car, a crowd of fans suddenly rushed over, shouting, "Qian Ning, Qian Ning..."
Wu Fan, sitting in the driver's seat, was a little surprised.
Where did these fans spring from? After this competition, Qian Ning might be considered to have formally entered the entertainment industry, right?
From now on, he needed to be careful of his every move when he was with her; it might unexpectedly turn into major news, and that would be troublesome.
Qian Ning covered her mouth and said, "Brother Fan, drive quickly. If we don't leave now, the crowd might grow bigger and bigger."
"Alright."
Wu Fan started the car and broke out of the fan encirclement.
Chen Liyun laughed, "Qian Ning, you've become famous overnight. You'll need to wear hats and sunglasses when you go out now."
Qian Ning said helplessly, "Teacher Chen, you're so famous, why don't fans block you?"
Chen Liyun explained, "When I perform on stage, the makeup is heavy, since it's a Yue Opera performance. After removing the makeup, most people don't recognize me."
Qian Ning suddenly understood. "So that's how it is."
Through the rearview mirror, Wu Fan could clearly see Chen Liyun's face, which was delicate and beautiful, possessing a natural elegance.
A performer of the male role in Yue Opera also needs to practice dance; the fundamental skills are extremely important.
Perhaps because she had practiced since childhood, her entire aura was outstanding and unique.
Just as Wu Fan was brazenly staring at her, he noticed Chen Liyun frowned slightly and blushed.
Clearly, she had seen Wu Fan's suggestive gaze.
Wu Fan quickly looked away and said, "Where should we go to eat?"
Qian Ning leaned her head against the seat back, closed her eyes, and said, "Let's go back to the Water Palace. We enjoyed the food there last night, and it saves us the trouble of finding a new place."
Wu Fan responded and drove straight to the Water Palace restaurant.
When they got out of the car, Qian Ning was actually wearing a hat, large sunglasses, and a mask, dressed like a big star afraid of being recognized.
Wu Fan glanced back and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Chen Liyun was also infected by Wu Fan's laughter and covered her mouth, chuckling softly.
Qian Ning said somewhat angrily, "Brother Fan, what are you doing? Is my outfit that funny?"
Wu Fan walked ahead and replied, "Your sunglasses are bigger than your face. With the mask and hat, even a deity wouldn't recognize you, haha."
Qian Ning tossed her long hair. "That's exactly the effect I want."
The three of them ate happily, spending over a thousand yuan.
During this time, Wu Fan added Chen Liyun's wechat, using the excuse that he wanted to see a Yue Opera performance.
This truly made him feel a little excited.
After eating, Wu Fan proactively paid the bill, drove Chen Liyun back to her hotel, and then took Qian Ning to his own hotel.
On the way, Wu Fan told Qian Ning about meeting the Little Girl the previous night.
Qian Ning paused and said, "The Hunan Province actually has many backward mountainous areas..."
Wu Fan nodded. "Shall we go see this Little Girl tomorrow?"
Qian Ning said, "Sure, let's go together."
Back at the hotel, Wu Fan wrapped his arm around Qian Ning, gently stroked her long hair, and joked, "Qian Ning, my big star, I think you'll become more and more famous. Will I not be able to find you then?"
Qian Ning looked up, kissed Wu Fan's chin, and said, "How could that happen? No matter how famous I get, I'll always be Brother Fan's little darling."
Wu Fan lowered his gaze, unable to resist staring into her beautiful eyes. He slowly leaned in and kissed her again and again.
Qian Ning let out a soft breath. "Brother Fan, I still want you to give me a massage tonight. Your technique is skilled and very comfortable."
Wu Fan patted her. "My massage technique is unique. Most people can't enjoy it, so the price is very expensive."
Qian Ning chuckled. "Are you saying you're going to charge me?"
"Yes, one hour of massage requires five hundred thousand."
"Brother Fan, that's robbery! Even if you sold me, I wouldn't be worth that much money."
Wu Fan cupped her chin, leaned in, and said, "I suspect entertainment companies will be lining up to sign you soon. Once you truly become a goddess in the entertainment industry, won't making money be easy?"
Qian Ning slapped away Wu Fan's teasing hand and said, "You aren't short of money, so no."
"Who is showering first?"
Wu Fan stroked her pretty face. "How about together?"
Qian Ning giggled, wiggled her hips, and stepped away. "Dream on."
Wu Fan walked to the windowsill, lit a cigarette, and watched Qian Ning with affection.
"Brother Fan, what are you looking at? Hurry and close the window and draw the curtains."
Wu Fan exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Xiao Ai, close the curtains."
"Understood. Closing the curtains now."
Qian Ning looked at the curtains in surprise. "It's smart?"
"That's right. You just noticed?"
Qian Ning adjusted her long hair and said with a smile, "I guess I'm ignorant."
She began to take off her clothes one by one in front of Wu Fan, until she was only wearing a bikini.
Wu Fan just watched silently while smoking his cigarette.
Qian Ning turned to face Wu Fan and said mischievously, "Brother Fan, do you want me to do an international-style model walk for you?"
Wu Fan swallowed and said, "You little enchantress, why didn't I realize before that you were such a tease? Is this a swimwear show?"
Qian Ning twisted her slender waist. "That's right, the swimwear segment of International Fashion Week."
She deliberately glanced back with a smile, tossed her long hair, and started walking professionally.
Her delicate, slender waist looked like it could wring out water.
Wu Fan stared intently, put out his cigarette, and began to clap rhythmically, as if keeping a beat.
Qian Ning was very cooperative, pacing her model walk according to Wu Fan's applause.
After walking one round trip, Qian Ning finally couldn't help but burst out laughing. "How was it? Was it okay?"
"It was excellent."
She leaned close to Wu Fan and said coquettishly, "Brother Fan, hurry and take off your clothes. Let's do a couple's catwalk, shall we?"
"How should we do it?"
"A man should only wear a pair of shorts and show off your sexy eight-pack abs..."
Wu Fan gave an evil, charming smile. "You certainly know how to have fun."