The little sister in the President's Office looked at Shanglin Qinglu, her face suddenly turned red, and she stammered:
"Yes, yes, the new one."
Lin Qinglu and Luo Chun looked at each other.
The company has changed so much.
"Okay, thank you." Luo Chun said politely.
"No thanks." The young lady walked out almost hand in hand.
"Tsk, this lethality after you came out of the closet."
"Huh?" Lin Qinglu rested her chin lazily, her eyes were shining, her eyelashes were thick and long, which made people ticklish. She raised her eyes with amorous feelings, her eyes were slightly puzzled, mixed with strange charm, and looked at Luo Chun.
Shengsheng forgot what Luo Chun said to his lips.
"what are you saying?"
"It's nothing." Facing Lin Ying who was charismatic by herself but didn't know anything, Luo Chun sighed and turned to talk:
"I don't know what the CEO's background is. It is estimated that he was airborne just after taking office. It would be nice to meet him."
"However, isn't that what I said earlier about President Yue? Substitution in the middle, something must have happened that we don't know... "
Luo Chun said to himself, thinking about what to communicate later.
Five minutes passed and no one came.
Lin Qinglu took out his mobile phone, opened Weibo, and without looking at his homepage, went straight to the homepage named "Mu Pian Dang".
Still no news.
This person left the crew, why couldn't he be found.
The sound of high heels came.
The three people who touched the fish and looked at the mobile phone seemed to have a feeling and raised their heads.
The door of the office was opened by Bao Peng: "Sister Qinglu Luo, it's been a long wait, the CEO is here."
After his introduction, he stepped aside and gave way.
Da, da, after two crisp knocks, a slender figure appeared in front of them.
"meet again."
"… "
The room was dead silent.
Lin Qinglu's eyes were fixed on the so-called CEO, as if the other party was a whirlpool, sweeping and plundering her whole mind, and she couldn't take it out.
She's not alone.
Luo Chun and Liu Lele, as long as they had seen Jian Yixin before and knew that she was the dancer for the crew, they would not be able to return to their senses at this time.
"Song Piantao." Lin Qinglu's eyes were still a little confused, but she called out the other party's name with great certainty.
The person in front of her is her.
No matter what identity she changed, it was still Song Piantao.
"Pleasantly?" Liu Lele's tone was very careful, as if he thought it was a dream, which was extraordinarily unreal.
"You are Yuehui's new CEO?!"
"Sorry, I didn't tell you in advance." Jian Yixin winked playfully, "However, I just took office today, and there are a lot of you adults, so don't bother with me."
Luo Chun can be considered to react, and denied: "How can it be."
Who dares to care about the boss.
Jian Yixin put her posture so low, obviously getting along with them as usual, Luo Chun felt a little relieved, and when she calmed down, she subconsciously looked at Lin Qinglu.
Lin Qinglu's attention was all on the person in front of him.
"Come on, sit down and talk." Jian Yixin pulled out a seat and took a seat, looking at Lin Qinglu.
Lin Qinglu pursed her lips, glanced at the seat next to Jian Yixin, sat directly opposite her, and the other two took their seats beside her.
Across the desk, Lin Qinglu took the initiative and said, "What's going on?"
"It's just a coincidence. I came from a dance school background, and I went to our crew because I was interested in being a dance substitute. My family saw that I liked playing in the entertainment industry recently, so I put the newly acquired shares in my name."
"I don't have any other work arrangements recently, so I simply come to Yuehui to try it out."
"… "
This kind of tone as if "the family saw that I liked KFC and brought me a bucket of the whole family"
This unassailable reason for "because I didn't find another job, so I came to Yuehui to play as CEO"
"Where is your family...?" Luo Chun, who was always cautious, asked this question in a dizzy manner.
Jane Yixin's expression froze.
She doesn't mind revealing her identity, but it involves Song Zhe and two endorsements, so it's not suitable to talk about it now.
Her smile didn't change, and she was about to turn away when she heard Lin Qinglu change the subject:
"Didn't President Yue want to see us before?"
Jian Yixin looked at Lin Qinglu in amazement, her smile became more real, and she was as kind as a liu:
"That's right. In the morning board meeting, President Yue proposed that he wanted Qinglu to take more variety shows and develop in a diversified way in the future."
"To talk to you, it should be to discuss this."
"This can't be done." Luo Chun's mind was immediately attracted by the artist's work, and categorically refused, "Variety shows can increase exposure, but it is not conducive to the fixed image of actors, and there is a problem that audiences watch too many variety shows and are prone to play when watching movies. . This is good for other artists, but for Qinglu, it has to be measured carefully."
"TV dramas are even more impossible. Qinglu has been a big movie since its debut. Now it has abundant resources, and there is no shortage of big production projects. There is no reason to go back."
At the end of the day, Lin Qinglu's path was different from that of the others.
What others want is exposure, as many works and topics as possible to keep the popularity, no matter whether it is black and red or bundled hype, it is good to have topics and recognition.
What Lin Qinglu has always pursued is to be a good actor. Her works have gradually been included in the classics over time, and she has long been on the same path as ordinary artists.
Jian Yixin listened carefully and did not interrupt Luo Chun's words. It was not until Luo Chun finished speaking that Jian Yixin smiled comfortably and said:
"Don't worry, this plan has been rejected by the board of directors, and Qinglu can continue to concentrate on the film."
"I just took over the job and I'm not familiar with it yet. If there is a good script in the future, I must pay attention to it for Qinglu. You can also use it for evaluation when you receive a good script. The company will fully support Qinglu's acting career."
In Jian Yixin's current capacity, what she said could truly represent Yuehui, which undoubtedly reassured Luo Chun.
"Thank you, President Song."
"What did Sister Luo say? It's too outlandish. You can just call me Pianjang."
Song Piantao in front of her was still the same as before, but her formal little suit and delicate and low-key but extraordinary jewelry were all reminding Luo Chun that Song Pianjiao was no longer the gentle and gentle one who followed Lin Qinglu in the crew. Xiao Xiaowu took over.
She's still a little bit out of her mind, but—
Luo Chun peeked at Lin Qinglu, stood up, and coughed, "I think of a project plan, and I would like to ask Pian Qiao to help you take a look, and Lele will accompany me to take it."
"Eh? Good."
Luo Chun took the door of the conference room and closed it tightly. She instructed Liu Lele:
"You stay here and wait for me to come back."
Liu Lele didn't know why, but he was very well-behaved: "Okay."
Luo Chun took two steps and came back to warn: "If you need to go in, remember to knock on the door."
"So nervous? What will happen inside?" Liu Lele's eyes flashed with pure curiosity.
Luo Chun patted his head.
She was really frightened by Song Pian's real body.
Just Lin Qinglu's elementary school chicken Yazi, what can you do
Really worried.
conference room.
Lin Qinglu leaned back and brushed the ends of her hair from her shoulders. The eyes were like dark amber in the light, with a blurred honey color.
Her expression was flat, her jaw lifted slightly.
Jian Yixin was the first to break the peace, poured a glass of water for Lin Qinglu and handed it over:
"Sorry, I didn't mean to hide from you."
Just no need to tell. Lin Qinglu took it naturally in his heart.
Indeed, it is normal for Miss Gui, who is from an extraordinary background, to come to the crew to experience life, otherwise it will be a lot of trouble.
But Lin Qinglu was very dissatisfied, and did not answer Song Piantao's words for a while.
The cup of hot tea was handed to him by Song Pian.
"Don't you drink?"
Lin Yinghou glanced at it. This cup of tea is undoubtedly a symbol of bowing his head and admitting his mistake. If he doesn't accept it, Song Piangan might be sad.
She moved her hand and took the tea in her hand, but did not drink it.
"You asked for leave at that time just to come to Yuehui?"
"Yes, after contacting Director Sun and confirming the details, Yuehui convened the board of directors and announced my appointment." Jian Yixin explained carefully and sincerely.
With a smile in her eyes, she stared at Lin Qinglu, not as oppressive as when facing other people, but made the other person feel cared about, looked at, and softly:
"In the future, we will be from the same company and work together."
Together we will.
These four words seem to have heat, which is hotter than the hot tea in his hand, making people's ears red and their hearts soft.
Lin Qinglu took a sip of tea, and the warm tea rolled into her throat. She glanced at the clear tea, and then at Jian Yixin who was smiling warmly.
"Are you still going back to the crew?" she asked in the most natural lazy and low voice possible.
"I haven't danced yet, I have to go back."
"Yue Li, I shouldn't dare to embarrass you."
"Well, don't worry." Song Pian rolled her eyes.
Lin Qinglu rolled her eyes.
"... You didn't tell me when you left."
"That's because we'll meet soon."
The emotions that were full of indescribable words were completely resolved by these soft words.
Like the frost and snow in the spring, it is soft, but when the warm spring hits, it turns into the purest and sweetest water in a powerless and joyful manner, nourishing the vigorous life, and blooming bright yellow flowers.
The spring breeze came, and the little flowers in my heart swayed quietly.
Lin Qinglu held down the raised cat's tail and asked her the most important and crucial question:
"Is Song Zhe your...?"
When facing her task object alone, Jian Yixin did not hide: "Brother."
"Dear?"
Jian Yixin nodded, apologetic on his face: "Sorry, I lied to you at the club."
Why hide the truth from me
These words circled around Lin Qinglu's mouth and were swallowed again.
Could it be why
Now that the relationship between Song Zhe and Song Pianjiao is clear, all the puzzles and doubts have been explained.
Through the thick fog, she finally saw clearly behind all these events, the hands that were quicker than her own team's reaction and solved her predicament.
As for why-
The door was knocked softly.
"Please come in."
"I ordered some afternoon tea." Luo Chun and Liu Lele came in with some drinks and small cakes.
She put the things on the table, and looked at the expressions of the two people while taking out the takeaway - mainly to see Lin Yinghou.
Lin Yinghou's eyebrows and eyes stretched, and her face was natural. She didn't stretch out her claws to take her share of butterflies, but handed Song Piantao a copy of red velvet.
Tsk, the whole body is filled with the feeling of being smoothed.
Probably because everyone is equal in front of food, Liu Lele chewed the pearls in the milk tea and sighed: "Pian Tiao, you happened to come to our crew to be the dancer. This is also fate."
"Could it be that Pian Tiao is also a fan of Qinglu?" Luo Chun chimed in.
Jian Yixin said generously: "Yes, I like watching her movies very much."
Luo Chun immediately glanced at Lin Yinghou, but found that Lin Yinghou was indifferent to the news that "the object of his unrequited love is his fan, and he joined the group for himself", and his mood was stable.
How fat four
While Mr. Song was called away, Luo Chun asked Empress Lin Ying about the matter.
Lin Yinghou glanced at her: "What do you know?"
Luo Chun:
"Ning said, I'll listen." She smirked.
"She's not my movie fan." Lin Qinglu's cat's tail was raised again, the corners of her lips were raised, and she was a little smug, "She didn't watch my movie until she joined the group."
Luo Chun was stunned, but—is it good to be happy that the unrequited lover hasn't seen his movie
"Then what are you happy about?"
Lin Qinglu clicked his tongue, how could he not teach? Luo Chun is so stupid today.
"Don't you understand yet?"
"what?"
Lin Qinglu pressed down the corners of her lips as much as possible, raised her cat's chin, and said reservedly:
"She came after me."
It's not a work, or the self in a movie, it's her.
Why hide your identity? One is 80% troublesome, and the other is definitely afraid that he will keep away from her, after all, he is notorious for ignoring capital.
Lin Qinglu thought confidently, with a little sweetness in her heart.
Luo Chun: "..."
"why do not you talk?"
Luo Chun was expressionless: "Oh."
She hesitated, looked at this unfamiliar conference room, and then looked at Lin Ying, and temporarily suppressed her desire to attack the other party.
Not to mention, Lin Ying's happiness is so simple and lovely, it's no wonder she can't bear to destroy it.
Jian Yixin didn't know Luo Chun's entanglement and full of love and affection. She had just taken over Yuehui, so she needed to know a lot and took over a lot of projects.
For example, Xu Weiwei and Wu Cai, who she dug out of her own pocket, need her to personally ask about their resource arrangements, which is also her first "performance" in Yuehui.
On the second day of the CEO's appointment, Xu Weiwei and Wu Caixiang came to Yuehui to report that the directors and senior management were surprised by the CEO's efficiency and business ability—
This is the first sister of Xingyao Town! There is no doubt about Wu Cai's modeling ability, these are the two big babies!
After the board of directors, Xu Guanghui, the director of the publicity affairs department, was suspended from his post, and he was dismissed a few days later. It is said that he was suspected of selling company secrets.
When Jian Yixin heard the news, she only raised her eyebrows and did not express her opinion. Sun Wen knew how to clean up the door to save her from taking action.
The post of Director of the Publicity Department was vacated, and Sun Wen did not assign anyone else to come over, so Jian Yixin unceremoniously invited Zeng Liang, a capable manager from Song's headhunting company, as his direct descendant. , control the propaganda department.
Since then, Yuehui's high-level changes have ended, and it's settled.
Once the business was over, it was time to return to the crew to complete the last solo dance. Director Zhao was already urging her to go back.
When the secretary reported her work, Jian Yixin asked:
"Have you booked a flight to N City?"
"It's booked. At ten o'clock in the evening, driver Jiang will pick you up at home." Secretary Li Dong said neatly.
Then, looking at Renmei's powerful and good-tempered boss, she revealed a small dimple, "Mr. Song, are you going to the film and television base? The "Zhao Niang" crew?"
Jian Yixin raised her eyes to look at her, and the sound of the keyboard in her hand continued: "Huh?"
Li Dong took out his mobile phone and searched for the video: "Look, this V video, I recognized it immediately, this is you."
A very familiar voice came out in the video: "...I remember one time, Mr. Lin bought afternoon tea for the whole crew..."
Indeed what he said.
Jian Yixin nodded: "Is this video broadcast long ago? It's quite a coincidence that you can find it."
V video is very popular, but everyone's focus is only on celebrities. When this episode was broadcast, it was indeed popular for a while because of Lin Qinglu's appearance and her appearance in the play, but the entertainment industry is never short of new things. It was quickly forgotten by everyone.
I didn't expect Li Dong to be able to turn it out.
Li Dong looked at his boss, and at the full screen cp Weibo that he reposted, he hesitated.
How to tell my simple boss, this is not a coincidence, it has spread on Weibo.
This! Yes! The birth of a new CP! what!
In order to keep his job, Li Dong did not dare to preach to the righteous master.
Looking at the back of his boss rushing to N City, Li Dong typed and tweeted excitedly:
"Listen to me! The actress and Xiao Wu are real! #thumbs"
"Hey, sister, there is still a flutter in your cult CP. Hahahahahaha"
In the dressing room, Liu Lele, who had nothing to do with his Weibo, burst into laughter. After laughing, he found that Luo Chun and Lin Qinglu both looked at themselves with the eyes of a little fool.
"What, what's wrong? Oh, have you all seen it?"
Luo Chun sighed, lowered his head and continued to reply to the message. Lin Qinglu, who was removing her makeup, stretched out her hand and slightly hooked her fingertips.
Liu Lele obediently handed over the phone.
After Lin Qinglu came out of the closet, many people dig deep into the previous videos, photos of the event, and drafts, and cut CP Lalang matches for her, generating all kinds of strange CP fans.
Because Lin Qinglu's identity is here, the actresses she has worked with are all top-notch, and the second- and third-tier actresses who match her are also good-looking. As soon as the CP list is pulled out, it almost includes most of the popular actresses in the entertainment industry, which is pleasing to the eye. Ji love surging.
There are endless cp clips, various cults strive to be true to their own, and their eyes meet on Weibo to interact with birthday wishes. As long as Lin Qinglu and each other meet, fans will fly.
Even if there is no intersection, the main lord has not given a look, or even just fans have pinched each other, a cult CP that loves and kills can be derived—
For example, Lin Qinglu and Ye Zixuan.
The makeup artist of the crew saw the screen and said faintly: "Hey, this is really the cp with the hottest eyes I've ever seen."
Little assistant Su Ting: "Who is not."
As a member of the crew at the forefront of eating melons, Ye Zixuan was really disgusted, so when they saw such an incredible CP, they all showed the expression of seeing shit.
@LIN Qinglu Ji all over the entertainment circle: choose the cp you think is the most unlikely
I x Lin Qinglu
Lin Qinglu is beautiful alone
Lin Qinglu x Ye Zixuan
Lin Qinglu x an unknown dancer in the crew
The voting results showed that the one with the shortest number of votes was "I x Lin Qinglu", and "Lin Qinglu x an unknown dancer from the crew" was obviously much bigger than the other options.
Lin Qinglu: "..."
"Liu Lele."
"Eh!"
"Why did you vote for the fourth one?"
Liu Lele felt inexplicably cold. She glanced at the window, carefully closed the window, and said:
"Hee hee hee, although Pian Tiao is very beautiful, but the grass around the nest is so boring, and you and Pian Tiao have no sparks, they still love each other and kill each other - sister, don't get me wrong, I just fell in love and killed each other, not you and that. Who, her kind of spicy chicken is not worthy of you."
Liu Lele stood in front of the window and raised her chest: "Sister, you are suitable for being beautiful alone, I am a fan, don't worry!"
Luo Chun: "Hahahahahaha!!!"
Lin Qinglu threw the phone into Liu Lele's arms, expressionless: "I'm not very relieved."
"why why?"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"
After taking off his makeup, on the way back to the hotel, Luo Chun sent Liu Lele to buy food, and cleared his throat: "Tonight's flight—"
"Isn't she coming back tomorrow?" Lin Qinglu asked almost subconsciously.
"Tsk tsk, people are in N city today and come over tomorrow."
"You know so well? Did you urge Director Zhao?"
Lin Qinglu wrote lightly, "I reminded you once or twice."
Oh, it's really worth it.
Luo Chun took a breath, stopped dragging it, and stretched out his claws toward the pink bubble of Lin Yinghou's first love.
She said implicitly: "Qinglu, look at Lele, she follows you every day, and doesn't think you have anything to do with Pianqiao."
"This shows what?"
Lin Qinglu raised her eyebrows and thought, and under Luo Chun's expectant gaze, she said, "It means there must be something wrong."
"Yes! The question is—"
"I'm being too reserved."
"?"
Lin Qinglu thought thoughtfully: "Yeah, Lele followed me all day and didn't find out, is it because I didn't express enough?"
Luo Chun: "..." How else do you want to express it!
Suddenly, a burst of rich sweetness came, and there should be some freshly baked pastries.
Lin Qinglu looked up and found that they had walked near the West Point House, which was the West Point House that Song Piantao had visited together.
After she returned to the film and television base, she only asked Liu Lele to buy it, but she hadn't come by herself for a long time. Lin Qinglu's jio walked in uncontrollably, and Luo Chun followed.
At this time, there were not many people in the West Point room, Luo Chun lowered his voice and continued:
"Okay, let's not talk about you first, does Pian Diao like you?"
Lin Qinglu picked up a bag of butterflies and was thinking about whether to take the second bag. Hearing this, she looked at Luo Chun in surprise, frowning:
"I don't know why you have such doubts. She joined the crew for me and helped me a lot."
Luo Chun was dumbfounded for a while. She also knew Song Piangan's identity later, and naturally knew that Song Piangan had helped her a lot. She was not grateful, but she could see it more clearly.
Song Piantao was very kind to Lin Qinglu and cared about her very much, but when she looked at Lin Qinglu, her eyes were always clear, gentle and calm, and she never blushes.
This is what it looks like to someone you like.
"Maybe she just wants to make friends with you." Luo Chun sighed, "Or she just can't see that someone is slandering and making rumors. The wealthy daughters deal with this kind of thing. It's just a word of effort, and it's nothing to her."
Lin Qinglu didn't speak, she didn't know if she was unhappy or disapproved.
Luo Chun thought about it and said:
"Is she really in the crew for you?"
"How do I remember that she had a good relationship with Shen Yu before, and you said she was stupid and didn't know people well?"
"Crench."
The butterfly cake in Lin Qinglu's hand was suddenly crushed into a large piece.
"Huh." It seems that this sentence is disturbing
Lin Qinglu lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and said nothing.
yeah why
Originally, she didn't mind the relationship between Song Piantao and Shen Yu, but now that she thinks about it, she is very unhappy.
Doesn't Song Piangao like herself
On this issue, Lin Qinglu's eyes were confused for the first time.
Luo Chun's hard work for a long time finally paid off, and he was a little relieved: "Think about it."
"Come, take another bag of butterflies, let's go back and eat slowly." Luo Chun said lovingly.
Lin Qinglu glanced at her, and went to the counter to check out with three bags of butterflies.
There was someone checking out in front of the counter, and the cashier Lin Qinglu had never seen it. She quickly remembered that the last time she came here, it had not yet opened, and there was only one pastry chef and someone who brought her...
She looked at the stairs leading to the second floor.
"Is there a booth on the second floor of your house?" the guest who was checking out asked.
"No, we haven't been up to the second floor." The cashier swiftly scanned the code and packed the bag, "I heard from the boss that only the big boss can go up to the second floor."
Lin Qinglu's red-brown pupils dilated slightly and turned to look at the cashier.
The pastry chef came out from behind with a plate of freshly baked pastries, and saw Lin Qinglu at a glance.
When he met those glinting eyes, he shook his hand and almost overturned the cake.
"Lin, Teacher Lin?" The pastry chef was much calmer than last time, at least he didn't blush this time.
The next second, Lin Qinglu spoke coldly.
"Your big boss, the surname is Song?"
"… what?"
"My name is Song Pian?"
The pastry chef is stupid.
Luo Chun looked at the stupid pastry chef, and was also stupid.
Lin Qinglu, who came out of the West Point House, was in high spirits, fresh and full of energy.
She hugged Butterfly Cake, looked at the agent who did not speak, and said with a smile:
"Sister Luo, why do you think Song Pianjiao hired a first-class pastry chef to sell desserts in the film and television base?"
Luo Chun: "..."
She would never give the answer Lin Yinghou wanted to hear!
But - why
She can't figure it out!
When Jian Yixin came to the film and television base, she saw Lin Yinghou who was in a good mood, and Luo Chun, who always kept her eyes on her and was thinking.
But soon, Director Zhao came over to arrange for her to do the styling and prepare to shoot the solo dance. The time was running out, and Jian Yixin didn't ask any questions. She got the costume and was ready to change.
"Go to my dressing room." Lin Qinglu read the script next to her, and said at the right time, "I don't need it now."
"it is good."
Jian Yixin did not expect that Lin Qinglu would lead her personally, which attracted a lot of attention from the crew.
Although she took office as CEO, she didn't publicize it, and the news didn't get out. Yuehui grassroots didn't even know whether her new CEO was a man or a woman, let alone a busy crew every day.
Therefore, seeing Lin Yinghou's concern for Wudi so much that she personally led the way, many people looked at him.
Su Ting huddled beside the camera and excitedly said to the little sister, "Did you see it? Lin Song! What kind of Lin Ji, bah bah bah."
"Why don't you lead the way, Ji Liu and Lin Qinglu even watched the show together!"
"Stop arguing and listen to me, Lin Xu Lin Xu."
…
Jian Yixin, unaware of the ups and downs of the CP battle, entered the dressing room together with Lin Qinglu, and was busy changing clothes and putting on makeup.
Lin Qinglu didn't leave in the dressing room. Jane Yixin changed her clothes and came out. Seeing that she seemed to be reading the script, she didn't bother and started putting on makeup and hairdo, chatting with the makeup artist without a word.
While talking about the gossip in the entertainment industry that has become very popular recently, Lin Qinglu suddenly said, "Do you usually use Weibo?"
"Huh? I don't usually see it."
Jian Yixin was being lined and could not move. Seeing that Lin Qinglu was silent, she said, "What's wrong?"
Lin Qinglu said in a lazy voice, "No, just ask."
The makeup artist took two lipsticks, unscrewed them, and compared them in front of Jane Yixin, not sure what to say.
"These two colors are suitable for fluttering..." The makeup artist made a difficult point.
Jian Yixin lowered her eyes, glanced at the two pastes, and had a tendency in her heart. Before she spoke, Lin Qinglu appeared in the makeup mirror, and their eyes met in the mirror.
The makeup artist almost subconsciously gave Lin Qinglu her place, and all the lipsticks in her hand were taken away.
"Qinglu..." Jian Yixin called out, trying to turn her head to look at her, but was pinned on her shoulders.
"I'll help you see." Su Chang's low voice seemed to be a little more hoarse, and even more confusing, Jian Yixin's ears were numb for a while, unable to do so, she could only look at her movements in the mirror.
In the mirror, Lin Qinglu bent her slender waist, hugged her from behind, stretched her arms in front of her, and put the lipstick to her lips for comparison.
Her breath was filled with the cold fragrance of her body, dyed into a sweet and fragrant taste by the scent of cosmetics, and Jane Yixin was enveloped in her scent and had no way to escape.
The lipstick was on the side of her lips, the paste was delicate and red, and it was only an inch away from her lips and teeth, almost touching.
Jian Yixin couldn't help but breathe lightly, and a certain string in her heart suddenly tightened—
This situation doesn't seem right.
Jian Yixin woke up suddenly, only to realize that her eyes had been fixed on Lin Qinglu's face in the mirror.
Lin Qinglu had already avoided her eyes and looked at her lips intently, as if thinking about whether the lipstick on her hand was appropriate.
But if she just explained it like this, her eyes would be too blurred and burning.
The temperature in the dressing room has risen significantly, and the makeup artist can no longer be seen in the mirror, and I don't know where to go.
Jian Yixin's throat was a little tight, and she took a deep breath: "Qinglu—"
Outside the dressing room, Liu Lele asked the makeup artist, "Sister Qinglu is inside, right?"
"Yes, read the script inside."
"Teacher Ji, let's go in together."
"Okay." Behind Liu Lele, the radiant beauty responded and said live to the mobile phone in the assistant's hand: "Come on, the live broadcast of the visit is going to meat dishes. We are going to see the Lin Ying queen you are thinking of."
Ji Liu also has a mobile phone to watch the barrage, she glanced at the screen full of "Lin Ji", and her red lips curved: "It's true, don't ask, I'll let you guys knock tonight. The cp came true."
Ji Liu has a bold style, dares to say anything, dares to tease and tear anyone, and is nicknamed the entertainment circle social spender. With his bold style, he has attracted a group of fans who are afraid of chaos in the world.
At this time, in the face of the cruel words released by the king of the mountain, Ji Liu, the barrage was booing:
"You make a statement!"
"You said first, what if you can't do it?"
"You have no chance, Lin Qinglu is on my bed, she is already asleep."
…
Facing the chaotic subtitles, Ji Liu flipped his hair and confidently opened the door of the dressing room:
"Can't do it? If I can't do it, I'll go live by the Huangpu River for a month of square dancing - what the hell are you doing, put on your clothes!"
Ji Liu immediately covered his face, and his fingers were wide open, not blocking his vision at all.
The camera of the mobile phone followed her in the dressing room.
In the shot, a very beautiful woman was sitting in a chair, while Lin Yinghou took her into her arms from behind, with long legs and slender waist, her hair falling on her shoulders, extraordinarily intimate, and her eyes soft.
"Who the hell is this?"
"Looks like Xiao Wu from the crew??"
"I quit Lin Ji, the new CP I knocked out!!"
"Dream of Chicken Willows, a month's square dance, I recorded the screen"
…
"What nonsense." Lin Qinglu stood up straight and wanted to explain, but when her mouth was half-open, she saw that the phone that was streaming was closed again, and she put away the lipstick as if nothing had happened.
"How did you come?"
"Come to visit the class." Ji Liu put down his hand, "It will not be broadcast anymore, good night everyone."
"Jiliu, you bitch! It's only two o'clock in the afternoon!"
Ji Liu, the voice of the barrage's protest, didn't care at all, she put away the live broadcast, her eyes wandering between Lin Qinglu and Wudi.
"Cough, I didn't bother you." She asked knowingly.
Jian Yixin smiled and said nothing.
Lin Qinglu put one hand in her pocket and fanned her eyelashes slightly: "I'm putting on makeup, what can I disturb?"
"Oh, so I'm putting on makeup." Ji Liu dragged his voice.
"Use this lipstick for Pian Pian." Lin Qinglu handed the lipstick in her hand to the makeup artist, and turned to Song Pian in the mirror, "Let's go out first."
"OK."
Ji Liu was going to say something, but Lin Qinglu kicked him out of the dressing room, the door closed, and it was quiet.
Jian Yixin breathed a sigh of relief.
To some extent, she had to thank Ji Liu.
The strange, pervasive, and ubiquitous atmosphere and emotions made her feel at a loss.
In other words, being at a loss and not knowing how to deal with it is more difficult than the most difficult business plan.
Outside the door, the two went to Bona.
"Do you like people?" Ji Liu said excitedly.
Lin Qinglu paused and nodded.
"Fuck?" Ji Liu was frightened, and immediately lowered his voice, "I asked casually, you still admitted it? You actually admitted it!"
"Can't admit it?"
Counting Liu is speechless.
Yes, this main cabinet dares to come out, and there is no one who dares to recognize it in a mere romance.
"You didn't come out for her, did you?"
Lin Qinglu shook her head: "It's just a coincidence."
Ji Liuming nodded, and just halfway through, he heard the other party say: "Even if there is no coincidence, when we are really together, we will always come out."
"..." You can really show off, Keke.
"Wait, you guys aren't together yet? Then why are you looking at people with a ruthless face?"
Lin Qinglu almost choked on her words, and the cat's hair exploded: "Speak well!"
"Tsk." Ji Liu understood, what kind of elementary school chicken is this, "You can be as fierce as you are to me, and you have already fooled people into bed."
"Your thinking is too dirty." Lin Yinghou criticized by name.
"… Oh."
Lin Qinglu brought Ji Liu to say hello to Yu Bo, and sat down to talk about the movie script, while Jane Yixin came out after her styling.
Because she was a stand-in, the costumes and jewelry on her body were all worn and used by Lin Qinglu, which made Lin Qinglu breathe tighter every time she thought about it.
The most different thing about her body from Lin Qinglu was that face, so the makeup artist could choose a shade for her at will, because her face would not appear in the final film.
The same set of costumes, on Lin Qinglu's body, is endlessly graceful and graceful, but when Jane Yixin wears it, she is elegant and demure, with a remarkable temperament.
When her figure stretched out in front of the camera, it was even more dazzling.
Like the buds that are about to bloom quietly at the right time, or like the light-footed elves dancing by the quiet lake full of fireflies.
In words, it is difficult to describe the soul-sucking charm of a dancer when he dances. It seems that the light that is usually hidden is released wantonly in the body movements that stretch to the extreme again and again, swept away the hearts of the world.
Her sleeves are flying like white birds, and just like her name, butterflies are flying lightly, with brisk movements and elegant body.
The people around them gradually stopped their movements, their eyes focused on the extremely beautiful butterfly in the field, their eyes fixed on it.
The dance stopped, and after two or three beats, everyone was swept away before they were released with tolerance.
Lin Qinglu was the first to applaud, and there was continuous applause in the field.
Jian Yixin was short of breath, not easy to speak, and only showed a smile, like a dewy gardenia, and lowered her waist towards the surrounding parties to express her gratitude.
In the applause, Ji Liu said, "Sister, I have changed my mind."
"?"
"I'll just ask, if you can't catch up with others, can I get in?"
Lin Qinglu's voice was cold: "Don't even think about it."
Besides, what can't be caught, they are an ambiguous stage in the development of love, which is normal.
Ji Liu's dirty thoughts are abnormal.
Moreover, she is more active.
closer together.
Ji Liu came to visit the class and had a dinner party in the evening. Lin Qinglu had no reason to bring Jane Yixin in her pocket, and she was distracted after eating a meal.
Ji Liuhua turned around like a butterfly, and ate another glass of wine:
"Sister, let me tell you, before I came here, I thought about how to tear Ye Zixuan's blue pond for you. She escaped the catastrophe, but she wasn't in the crew..."
Lin Qinglu: "Well, I'm listening."
Ji Liu: "…"
She retaliated by replacing the white water in front of Lin Qinglu with white wine.
Lin Qinglu drank it in one gulp, her face turned red, the crimson color spread to her cheeks, she was gorgeous and boundless, her eyes glowed with water, and her eyes were blurred.
Ji Liu's eyes lit up: "I think I can do it again."
"Count, Liu."
Seeing that Lin Qinglu was really pissed off, Ji Liu didn't dare to make trouble again, so she had an idea to find an excuse:
"Sister, I'm here to help you. Think about it, go back with a drink, take Liu Lele out, and stop at the door of your dance. Doesn't she have to take care of you?"
"You don't want to go into her room—" The last half of the filthiest sentence was changed in Lin Qinglu's eyes, "Come on, do you want to play for a while?"
Lin Qinglu was silent.
"Cough, I'm joking, I remember you poured it from a cup? Just took a sip, it's okay, you won't get drunk."
not drunk
Lin Qinglu picked up the cup and drank half of it in one breath.
"… "
Looking at the shadow queen who usually wears champagne and red wine and doesn't drink a drop of alcohol, and swallows half a glass of white wine in one breath, Ji Liu just thinks of one sentence:
Love is a glass of wine, and anyone who drinks it has to get drunk.
Liu Lele took Lin Qinglu back to the hotel and complained, "How could they let you drink, sister, I don't know if you can't drink, really."
Lin Qinglu couldn't bear the old man to take the blame at his age, so he put the blame on the young and strong suitable candidate: "It's Ji Liu."
"Yes, I also guess Teacher Ji, she is not reliable."
Arriving on the first floor of the hotel, Lin Qinglu suddenly said, "My phone is in the willow bag, you can ask her to get it."
"Why did you fall for the teacher?" Liu Lele didn't know why, but he still gave Lin Qinglu the room key, turned around and walked out, "Sister, go up first, I'll be back later."
The conscientious little assistant walked out, leaving Lin Qinglu with a back figure who didn't know when he would come back.
Lin Qinglu held the room card, carefully put it into her bag, and then took out the phone that should be in Ji Liuna.
She makes a call.