[System: Beautiful, as expected of my favorite brother!Brother come on! 】

Jiang Huai did not go home, but participated in training in a judo gym.In reality, he comes from a good family. He has been learning Taekwondo and the piano since he was a child. When he grew up, he lost the piano and started to learn Jiu-Jitsu. His muscles are extremely flexible.As for Jiang Huai in the original book, he never stands when he can sit, and never sits when he can lie down. He has suffered a lot in order to pull this stiff body away.

After practicing until noon, he returned home with a sore body, ate something casually, and then fell asleep on the sofa. When he woke up, Xiao Le was almost at the gate of the community.

He simply tidied up, put on a hat and went out.

As soon as she got in the car, Tang Wanqing called, "I'm in Beicheng, where are you?"

"Just went out, ready to do styling."

"Do you have a driver?" The image of him riding a battery scooter to and from get off work is so deeply rooted in people's hearts that Tang Wanqing was very worried about it: "Do you need my driver to pick you up?"

Jiang Huai: "No need."

He has heard her subtext: If you have no place to do styling, you can also come to me.

"Are you sure?" Tang Wanqing genuinely didn't believe it.

Jiang Huai was silent and hung up the phone directly.

"Brother, the studio you're going to later is owned by the company itself. There are many high-end custom-made dresses and accessories sponsored by the company. Therefore, most of the artists will do their styling there. "Xiao Le said tactfully, "Come out as soon as you make the shape, don't listen to what they say."

Xiao Le has been by Xing Jue's side for almost three years, and has seen all kinds of bull ghosts and snake spirits.But he had never seen someone like Jiang Huai, he didn't have the arrogance of many newcomers who just debuted, and he didn't have the timidity and inferiority of a few newcomers.

No matter where he stood, there was a kind of ease with ease.This kind of person is either without desires or desires, or has the absolute strength to support his ambitions.And the person who will choose this line of work will definitely not be the first type of person.

Therefore, even if Jiang Huai is just a newcomer, he still holds him in awe.

He knew that this person would definitely go to a higher place.

"Are most of the artists?" Jiang Huai smiled knowingly, not most of the artists would do styling here.It's that the company's unpopular young artists and newcomers will do their styling there.Because I can't get sponsorship without fame, I have to hang out here for styling.

Xiao Le saw that he had already guessed the truth, so she closed her mouth wisely.

The black nanny car drove into the secluded villa area and stopped in front of the single-family villa in the northernmost corner. It was written "Jingyao Modeling Studio" in front of the door. It was not dark, but the lights inside were brightly lit, and there were urging voices from time to time.

Jiang Huai opened the door, and Xiao Le asked: "I'll come back after I go out to buy something, and call me if it ends early."

"Okay." Jiang Huai closed the car door, pushed open the wooden boards of the small courtyard at the entrance of the villa, and walked slowly inside on the bluestone boards.

The villa has two floors. The first floor is responsible for makeup and hairstyles, and the second floor is the cloakroom and fitting room. As soon as he entered, he heard a male stylist with long hair complain: "Hey, he is holding his skirt while walking, Can you afford to pay if you step on it?"

The female artist who was complained about smiled awkwardly, and raised her skirt higher with her hands. The assistant couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and the stylist became even more serious: "Are you unhappy? Don't wear it if you are unhappy. Find sponsorship yourself. I came here to squeeze the shape, I don’t know how much it is.”

The female artist's face turned pale, but she didn't dare to say anything, and tried to smooth things over quickly, "No, no, it's just that Xiaohui's eyes are uncomfortable. I'm sorry, Director Qin, don't be angry."

Although the clothing and cosmetics here are all company.But the stylist here has the final say on who to use and how to use it. If you offend the director here, you will have to sit on the bench next time, maybe you won’t even be able to get the styling done.So even if I have a stomach full of grievances, I can only hold back, and I don't forget to bow down to please.

But there is nothing to complain about. It is the norm in this circle to praise the high and step down the low.

The assistant also quickly apologized, "Director Qin, my eyes are just uncomfortable, don't get me wrong."

"If your eyes are uncomfortable, go to the ophthalmologist, and come here to get sick." Qin Gui snorted coldly, turned his head, saw Jiang Huai standing at the door, and subconsciously rolled his eyes, "Whose entertainer are you?"

Jiang Huai took off the hat on his head, revealing a clean and handsome face, and unconscious exclamations resounded around him.

Although there are many good-looking people in this circle, there are very few people with deep and firm eyebrows like him.The five modeling artists next to him couldn't help but look at him quietly in the mirror.

He is wearing a loose short T. He is tall and has long legs. He is a typical figure who looks thin when he is dressed.

Jiang Huai stared at Qin Gui expressionlessly, without answering.

His facial features are deep, with a strong face, and when he is not smiling, he has a sense of oppressive seriousness. Qin Gui feels uncomfortable being stared at, and coughs lightly, "I can't hear you, I'm asking you something."

Jiang Huai took him a step closer, Qin Gui straightened his back unconsciously, raised his face and shouted: "Stand there, stand there!"

The more he was asked to stop, the more he wanted to move forward, until Qin Gui was forced to lean against the table, with no way out before he stopped: "You can't speak human words, can you?"

[System: Warning!warn!As the saying goes, I would rather offend a gentleman!Don't offend the villain!Host, please think twice! 】

Jiang Huai always listened but did not hear.

Everyone else in the dressing room was sweating unconsciously. It looked like a newcomer who didn't know what to do. The female artist who had just been reprimanded hurriedly came out to make a rescue, "Ah, you are a new artist in the company, right? It's your first time here. Here, it may be a little unclear..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Huai politely pushed her away.

Qin Gui thought that he was going to make a move, so he was almost cowardly: "What's your name, please? Which manager's artist are you?"

The corners of Jiang Huai's lips raised slightly, and an unclear smile appeared in his eyes: "Hello, my name is Jiang Huai, and Ms. Chen Fang is my manager."

The already quiet modeling room suddenly became quieter, as if even the sound of breathing was deliberately hidden.

There were varying degrees of shock on the faces of the others.Obviously, everyone has heard of his name, Qin Gui especially, as if he saw a ghost.Although he is not in the company, he has heard a lot of internal gossip. He knows that Chen Fang and Xing Jue are arguing because of this newcomer. There are all kinds of rumors on the Internet, but in the afternoon, Xing Jue's studio and the company's official blog Both issued a statement suing the marketing account that first broke the news for spreading rumors.

This is a newcomer, but no ordinary newcomer.

But so what?As long as you come here, no one can ignore his expression.Besides, Zhang Yue is still his cousin-in-law, who in the company will not be polite when they see him?

"Jiang Huai, right?" Qin Gui squeezed out a smile, made a note in his heart, and waved to the stunned makeup artist: "That fat girl, come here to receive our big star."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked upstairs, but within two steps, he was dragged back by the collar by someone, "I want you to come and receive me."

"You think you..." Qin Gui took a deep breath, "I still have something to do, I will choose clothes for you later."

"Okay." Jiang Huai let go of his hand, "Don't let me down."

He walked straight to the dressing table, and the makeup artist who was named didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly greeted him: "What kind of event are you going to participate in?"

He smiled slightly, his eyes suddenly softened, "For a live event of an e-sports game, the makeup doesn't need to be too heavy, just a base makeup will do."

The makeup artist was taken aback, "Okay, what about the hairstyle?"

"Tie it up."

"Okay, let me give your hair a texture." She seemed to be in disbelief that he was so easy to talk, and her hands were trembling when she put on makeup. Jiang Huai took a look at her, and immediately showed a nervous expression, for fear of what he would do. Seems wrong.

Jiang Huai smiled reassuringly, and when his eyes were narrowed, his whole face looked very soft, with a pure white youthful look.

The makeup artist burned his ears and pulled up the mask that was pressing on the bridge of his nose. His skin is very good, he doesn't get stuck in powder, his face is clean and he doesn't even need to use concealer. The most enviable thing is that people in this industry even No eye bags or dark circles.So the base makeup is very fast, and it is over in less than half an hour.

This man was good-looking, and he would look good with just a little tidying up. The two male artists next to him who came an hour earlier than him, after glancing at him and then at themselves in the mirror, they immediately felt uncomfortable everywhere.

For a while, I feel that the makeup is not clean enough, and for a while, I feel that the shadows are not enough, and the outline is not clear enough.

Unconsciously, Jiang Huai gently pushed back the hair on his forehead, revealing a smooth forehead, and was shocked for a moment.

"Director Qin is upstairs, right?" He looked at Zhuzhu and asked.

The makeup artist nodded, "But you'd better not provoke him."

"Wang Guangchen, do you know what this place is? You brought me here for styling?" A young man's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "You don't know what kind of people are there?"

The artists inside looked at each other, except for Jiang Huai who lowered their heads unconsciously.

"Mr. Yunan, it's useless for you to be angry with me. Brother Hua's plane is delayed and he can't come back. This event is about to start. Where can I find you a stylist who just has a schedule?" The manager was also very helpless. , "Doing makeup here is better than finding an unfamiliar styling room, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, a young man in a suit came in. The suit on his body was a high-end custom made by a certain brand. The smooth fabric was full of texture.

He looked around condescendingly with a straight face, "Where's Qin Gui?"

"Oh my god, let me see who is this handsome guy?" Qin Gui happened to come down from upstairs, clasped his hands together and clapped his chest, like a princess who saw a prince in an animation, "Oh Mo, oh Mo, what's the wind?" Blow you here? I'll make it for you personally, whatever shape you want."

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