lady she decathlon

In the preparation room.

Wei Feng has an account on the short video platform, but he usually has filters or something, and he doesn't know how to put on makeup.

After chatting with Xu Qing, I belatedly remembered the number of the dressing room.

However, because people came one after another, there was already a long queue at the dressing room.

Wei Feng finished queuing bitterly and got his number.

It turned out to be the 39th makeup order.

"I don't know if I can catch up before the game starts."

Wei Feng pinched the note with the number on it, and sighed worriedly.

Just as he was struggling, the note was taken away the next moment.

"Eh!"

Wei Feng exclaimed, but before he could react, Xu Qing stuffed another note into his hand.

The other party didn't speak. After finishing all this, he leaned back on his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Wei Feng saw the arrangement of the dressing room with No. 10 written in his hand, and was surprised: "No, the makeup time is much faster than the game time, maybe I can put on makeup smoothly before the game. You also know that men don't need much makeup. long time."

Xu Qing didn't even open her eyes, she clasped her hands in front of her.

"You also said, maybe. Don't talk too much, I want to rest."

Only then did Wei Feng accept Xu Qing's number plate, and he sat beside Xu Qing for a while.

It really only took a while, and then Wei Feng couldn't wait to say: "Are you very excited last night, and I was too, I didn't sleep well."

Xu Qing slowly raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

It seems to be saying, can you die if you don't speak?

Wei Feng's expression was a little aggrieved, like a puppy being scolded.

He smiled mischievously, "Sorry, I really like chatting."

Xu Qing: "I see."

She yawned wearily, the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

"Just think that I can't sleep well because I'm nervous."

The actual reason... Fu Yuzhi's sexy and deep eyes from last night flashed before Xu Qing's eyes. She lightly pursed the corner of her lower lip, feeling her waist was a little sore.

While chatting with Wei Feng, a person came in from the door of the preparation room.

Xu Qing didn't see it at first, but Wei Feng suddenly said "ah" in a moderate way, "It turned out to be Jiang Yile! My childhood goddess!"

Because Jiang Yile is a child star, she has acted in various film and television dramas since she was very young. Whether she is older or younger than Jiang Yile, she feels that she grew up watching Jiang Yile.

Hearing Wei Feng's voice, Jiang Yile subconsciously glanced at the source of the sound.

Then her eyes lit up, and she walked quickly towards Wei Feng.

Wei Feng froze in place, he said in shock: "My God, at the scene of She's death, she actually heard what I said?"

While talking, Wei Feng rummaged through his pocket for his phone.

He's the star Jiang Yile, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if he doesn't make a short video, he will be sorry for his company.

However, the more anxious you are, the more you don't know where the phone went.

Wei Feng was so anxious that he was sweating for fear that he would not be able to capture the picture of Jiang Yile passing by him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yile came over, smiled at him, and sat on Xu Qing's right.

"Xu Qing! It's been a long time. I just saw that the contestant has your name. I thought it was someone with the same name. It's really you!"

Before Xu Qing opened his mouth, Wei Feng said in surprise: "Xu Qing, you actually know my childhood goddess?"

Jiang Yile was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't say that, it looks like I'm very old."

She paused, and couldn't help but sigh with Xu Qing: "However, I'm not too young. I used to be the youngest in the audience, but now, you are all younger than me."

Jiang Yile couldn't help but sighed, her psychological gap was a bit big.

Xu Qing glanced at her, "You said it as if you were [-] this year, didn't you just graduated from university a few years ago?"

Jiang Yile laughed out loud, "That's right, I'm still young."

Wei Feng looked at Jiang Yile, then at Xu Qing, he hesitated, and asked a silly question.

"You really know each other?"

"of course."

Jiang Yile smiled, and then she looked at Xu Qing, "What's going on? Is he your friend?"

Xu Qing nodded, "A friend I met at the scene."

Jiang Yile: "I see, hello, I'm Jiang Yile, and you are..."

"Wei Feng."

Wei Feng turned around and found the phone on the chair he was sitting on just now.

He said with some embarrassment: "I am a short video creator, can I take a photo together? Can I post it online?"

"of course can."

Jiang Yile was very generous and immediately stood up to take a picture with Wei Feng.

Although Wei Feng doesn't know how to make up, he is still very professional in taking selfies. On the contrary, Jiang Yile is not very good at taking selfies, and he doesn't even know that people look ugly standing in the top light.

Wei Feng also needs to help her find a position and an angle.

After taking two photos, Wei Feng showed Jiang Yile, and if she was not satisfied, he would not post them.

Jiang Yile was surprised when she saw it.

"Xu Qing, he took really good pictures, you come over to take two pictures too. It doesn't matter if you don't wear makeup, there are makeup filters on it."

It was the first time Wei Feng was praised for such a basic thing, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's nothing."

Jiang Yile seemed to have discovered a new continent, so she enthusiastically came over to ask Xu Qing to take pictures together.

When the three of them were taking pictures from various angles, suddenly a few staff rushed over from the side and pushed them away.

"Let's go, let's go, someone wants to take a picture!"

Even Jiang Yile was taken aback, and before she could react, she was pushed far away.

The leading security guard didn't know whether it was intentional or not. With a wave of his hand, he knocked down the phone in Wei Feng's hand.

"Can't take pictures!"

The security guard's tone was fierce.

During the pushing and shoving, Xu Qing's shoulder was bumped, a look of impatience flashed across her brows, and when she looked up, she saw the man walking in from the door.

Unlike most of the other amateurs in the preparation room, this person was wearing a branded suit, complete makeup and hair, a heavy layer of foundation on his face, and an abnormal pink color on his lips.

Seeing this person appear, he just casually pushed away the assistants of Xu Qing and the others, and suddenly showed a flattering smile.

"Yinghao, come here to take pictures, the lighting is the best here!"

Li Yinghao walked through the crowd, came to the place selected by the staff in advance, and posed several poses skillfully.

The exclusive photographer repeatedly praised: "Stylish! Handsome! You really deserve to be Youngho!"

Li Yinghao smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to brush his bangs.

click.

One sheet.

Fiddled with the cuff buttons.

Click, another one.

Just when Li Yinghao was immersed in the process of taking pictures, a cool voice came from the side.

"Although it is said that making money is important, such qualifications should not be boasted."

Li Yinghao paused, and looked at the speaker coldly.

It was Xu Qing's indifferent gaze.

Holding Wei Feng's crushed mobile phone in her hand, she scanned the circle of people in front of her.

"Tell me, the phone is broken, who will pay for it?"

That attitude was so cold and arrogant that one couldn't help but think about it.

What is it about this woman who is so powerful?