Song Yaoyao was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Who bullied you?"
Tang Xinrou twitched, "Wow, I'm done, I'm so sorry for everyone!"
Song Yaoyao: "..."
For the evening party, a well-known private restaurant in the city has been booked, and it has done a good job in protecting the privacy of customers. Many celebrities like to eat here, and Kang Yuan is a regular customer there.
Before Song Yaoyao came, she asked Huo Yunque for leave.
It was already nine o'clock in the evening after dinner, and Song Yaoyao seldom went out at night. As soon as she walked out of the restaurant, the biting cold wind seemed to have eyes, and it was unceremoniously pierced into her collar.
Song Yaoyao shivered from the cold, "Ah-"
She rubbed her nose, and Tang Xinrou held her arm, and asked worriedly when she saw this, "Youyou, are you alright?"
Song Yaoyao shook her head, and she became happy again.
The two girls are young and beautiful, and they are also among the best in the entertainment industry. But just because of their backgrounds, no producer dared to think about them.
Instead, seeing Kang Yuan happily sitting at the dinner table, not only let Song Yaoyao sit beside him, but also patiently introduced him to everyone.
It was obvious that they wanted to take on apprentices, and many producers were startled when they saw the little girl smiling and calm, all of them felt relieved.
In the entertainment industry, these people have a few more thoughts than ordinary people.
Regardless of whether it will be useful in the future, let's talk about friendship first.
Song Yaoyao opened WeChat, saw a list of waiting friends on it, and rolled her eyes with a smile.
His eyes are shining, as bright as stars.
"Huh? This is Luo Xingguang's WeChat account, right?"
The profile picture is Luo Xingguang himself. Coincidentally, it was taken at an airport and edited by Song Yaoyao.
Tang Xinrou sighed, "One size fits all, the airport photos he took are really good-looking, the fans are versatile, and the repairs are not distorted at all." Looking at it without moving, it looks better and more refined.
This is the most test of the level and aesthetics of a retoucher.
As she was talking, Song Yaoyao passed her friends one by one, except Luo Xingguang.
Tang Xinrou smacked her lips: "Eh? My-"
"Hey, brat, can't you live too much?"
A young man's clear voice sounded from behind, a bit speechless, "We've known each other for so long, what's the matter with adding a WeChat account? Others want my WeChat account, but they still can't get it!"
He lifted his delicate chin, and his whole body was filled with pride and wantonness.
"Pfft..."
Tang Xinrou was in a great mood seeing him deflated.
In the movie, she was rejected again and again by this person. Although she knew it was all fake, when did she, Miss Tang, suffer this kind of grievance
snort! If she likes someone in the future, who dares to refuse, just knock her out and grab it back!
"You can add WeChat."
Song Yaoyao took out her schoolbag, took out a stack of postcards with Luo Xingguang's photo printed on it, and took a picture of Luo Xingguang's body.
"How about signing for me in exchange?" She smiled, blinking her eyes.
It looks innocent and harmless, but it is actually full of bad water.
That stack of postcards, no more, no less, exactly fifty.
"I go!"
Luo Xingguang picked them up in a hurry, but a few fell to the ground. He bent down to pick them up, and complained dumbfoundingly, "Song Yaoyao, I found out that you are really greedy."
In the circle, he is famous for not liking autographs, and there are very few autographed photos of him in the hands of fans.