Fast Time Travel: The Supporting Role's Counterattack

Chapter 1975

Inside is a fat man who is similar to Sister Zhang driving. His name is Ma Xiaobao, he is Chuli's special driver, and he is also friends with Chuli.

Sister Zhang hurriedly said, "Go to the pharmacy first, he has a fever"

Ma Xiaobao asked, "Can Miss Zhang not go to the hospital?"

"Which hospital are you going to? If you want to ruin Chu Li's career, go to the hospital first and buy some medicine to survive the morning," Sister Zhang urged.

Ma Xiaobao stopped in front of the nearest pharmacy, and Miss Zhang went down to buy some medicine and another bottle of mineral water, and asked Chu Li to take the medicine when she came back.

Chu Li watched as she took the strange pill from her phone, and when it hit her mouth, Sister Zhang handed the water and found that Chu Li had already swallowed it.

It's strange. Usually when he has a fever, it would be sweet for him to take any medicine. Why is he so good today?

It was bitter in his mouth, he drank a few sips of water and it was much better, and there was no bitter taste in his mouth.

Leaning on the back of the chair, he fell asleep unknowingly, and when he got to the place, he was dragged into a room full of people in a daze by Sister Zhang. Sister Zhang hurriedly called a makeup artist to do makeup for him.

Chu Li was still dozing off in a daze, the makeup artist whispered to a woman next to her, "His face is really handsome, but it's a pity that he is not a good person, and he still eats soft food..."

"Yeah, what a pity"

The other woman echoed and regretted in a low voice.

Chu Li could hear the people around him talking.

He was uncomfortable and there was no point in arguing with the woman.

"Hey, this is not a soft meal, why didn't you stay at home with your wife today?"

A joking voice came from the door. Chu Li opened his eyes and glanced. Standing at the door was a man with yellow hair. He had an outstanding appearance and had makeup on his face and mouth.

Just as he was thinking about it, the makeup artist applied lipstick on his mouth. Chu Li subconsciously avoided it and looked at the female makeup artist, "Should I apply this too?"

The female makeup artist nodded, "But you don't need to paint, your lips are very red."

Sister Zhang came over and told the female makeup artist, "Don't forget to put more powder on him to cover the rosy areas on his face."

The female makeup artist stared at Chu Li's face and turned red. She obediently applied some powder, but not too much.

White and rosy looks the best, but it doesn't look good if it is covered.

Seeing that Chu Li ignored him, and didn't even give him a look, the man went straight to him, sat next to him, and looked at him, "Hey, I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?" ?"

Chu Li ignored him. The man reached out and grabbed his wrist. "I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"

This man is called Bai Lin, he is a popular niche, and he is also the leading actor in this play.

I really can't figure out that a guy like him should pay attention to his own image, what's the point of troubling him, a young [-]th-tier actor, everywhere.

"My name is Chu Li. You can call me Xiaodong or Xiaoli. Please forgive me if you attack me personally with insulting words!" Dongli said lightly.

Bai Lin was stunned for a moment and laughed loudly, "I told you to eat soft rice, you are always soft rice, and you are afraid that others will say it"

He was deliberately looking for trouble, just to anger Chu Li, and the others were watching, but no one dared to speak up, for fear of offending him.

Even Chu Li's manager, Sister Zhang, found an excuse to sneak out when she saw Bai Lin coming in.

As Bai Lin said this, he approached Chu Li with a provocative expression, "You have such a beautiful face. I can only afford free meals thanks to your face."

Chu Li turned his face to avoid his provocative gaze, Bai Lin frowned and stared at him, his makeup looks very good today, his snow-white skin is rosy, his eyes are light and cold, he still looks like before A firecracker at one point.

Inexplicably, I think of two idioms that can be broken by blowing bombs, such as skin is like gelatin.

Chu Li said coldly, "Your saliva sprayed on my face."

(End of this chapter)