The door of the dressing room was pushed open suddenly, high-heeled shoes came, and a tablet was placed on the dressing table with a slap.
Liu Qin said with a dark face: "I knew that after the red carpet came out, you must be compared again, and you were overwhelmed by Yang Tong again!!"
Tablet page, hot search on Weibo.
The two pictures are placed together, and there is an extra picture in the middle that says VS in black on a white background.
Coupled with the words: "Yang Tong's face was really kissed by an angel. It is so beautiful. She is covered in bright yellow, which makes her fair and beautiful. That's all. Her collarbone, her neck, the sky Hey, I'm a man and I want to kiss, but I don't understand why Meng Ying has the guts to wear a bright yellow dress, isn't it embarrassing for the ugly one?"
In the two pictures, Meng Ying is in a slim skirt with slits at the base of her thighs, and Yang Tong is in a shoulder-length mermaid skirt, with her shoulders, collarbone and neck exposed.
Different styles, but the same color, that's fine. After the two got out of the car, they lined up on the red carpet. Meng Ying, who arrived first, was arranged behind Yang Tong. A wave of attention and media focus, as well as deafening screams.
When Meng Ying appeared on the stage, the screams decreased a lot, and the attention of the media also decreased a lot. Some fans even said that Meng Ying was trying to grab the hot search again.
Liu Qin pointed at the screen and said, "I've obviously checked what Yang Tong is wearing, and the information I got was clearly a black backless long dress, how could it turn into a yellow mermaid dress again! It's just..."
"Huaying's top card is really different!" Liu Qin said mockingly.
"Did you and this Yang Tong have a grudge in a previous life? Or did you offend her in private? Is this going to make things difficult for you?" Liu Qin leaned on the dressing table and looked at Meng Ying who was thrushing her eyebrows.
Meng Ying stopped the eyebrow pencil for a while, her slender eyebrows were beautifully drawn, she glanced at the tablet on the table, and said softly, "You don't know if I offended her?"
Liu Qin clicked his tongue, but didn't speak any more.
She knew Meng Ying's background very well. She was a girl from a poor family. When she graduated at the age of 24, Liu Qin went to school to visit her younger brother. She saw her face and signed her.
In the past few years, Meng Ying has become popular in the circle with this face and her "comparison" with Yang Tong. When she first debuted, some people said that Meng Ying was similar to Yang Tong, but soon, such voices disappeared, and then Meng Ying was crushed by Yang Tong several times.
Yang Tong is a top goddess, and her crushing can bring Meng Ying a lot of heat, but in the past two years, Liu Qin hopes that Meng Ying can quickly get out of the predicament of being overwhelmed by Yang Tong.
Getting used to being suppressed, Meng Ying is inferior to Yang Tong in everything, as if there is a roadblock in front of her that she will never be able to overcome, she is really irritated.
Meng Ying withdrew her gaze from Yang Tong's face and continued to draw her eyebrows.
She is fair-skinned, twenty-seven years old, and she can still see small hairs. Her eyes are very beautiful, and they always look like water, which makes people want to kiss her.
"You said, why does the president of Huaying only praise Yang Tong?" Liu Qin still didn't understand, couldn't figure it out, and was not convinced, and then repeated the old saying.
Meng Ying's thrush paused.
She looked at herself in the mirror and thought, She wants to know too.
Why does he only praise her
She smiled, "Then you have to ask the president of Huaying."
"Where can I ask? I can see such a character? Just kidding..." Liu Qin curled her lips, picked up a comb, helped Meng Ying comb her hair, and asked while combing, "The president of Huaying is really the Xu family in Lidu Your young master?"
Meng Ying put down the eyebrow pencil, flipped her hand and closed the front of the tablet, "I don't know about that."
"If the president of Huaying is really the young master of the Xu family, then I can understand why he cares about Yang Tong. It is said that Yang Tong is the daughter of Yang's enterprise in Jindu." Liu Qin helped Meng Ying comb Good head, with long black hair draped over his shoulders, there is still a set of magazines to be photographed later.
Meng Ying didn't answer, she played with the paintbrush with her slender fingers.
The paintbrush flipped over, making her skin whiter.
Yang Tong is the daughter of Yang's enterprise.
That's why he was able to win such admiration, and it's not wrong to understand it this way.
She smiled, took out the mobile phone in her bag, and opened the WeChat chat page.
Meng Ying: Are you in Lidu today
In the chat box, she sent messages unilaterally, and he rarely replied. The only two times were to tell her that he was at home, and the other time was to send New Year's greetings.
She looks in the mirror.
Touching her chin with her fingertips, she moved up her cheeks and touched her eyebrows. She pursed her lower lip and blinked her eyes. The woman in the mirror blinked, and he liked to bite her ear.
Liu Qin patted her on the shoulder: "Let's go, shoot."
"Yeah." Meng Ying stood up, glanced at her phone, WeChat was very quiet, and he didn't reply. Meng Ying stopped looking, grabbed the shawl and walked out.
Outside, a tall woman walked towards her.
It's Yang Tong.
Wearing a black dress, she gently hooked her ears with her hands and smiled at Meng Ying.
Smile politely.
Meng Ying smiled back at her, Liu Qin supported her arm, and hurried past her, like a god of plague. After walking away, Meng Ying turned her head.
Yang Tong also turned his head, and when the eyes of the two met in the air, a trace of pity flashed in Yang Tong's eyes very quickly.
Meng Ying froze for a moment, then walked into the shooting room.
Everyone inside was waiting for her. Seeing her coming, Mrs. Meng called, very affectionate and respectful. She just removed a big chair and replaced it with a smaller one. The assistant asked her to sit. Before Meng Ying took her seat, Liu Qin asked the assistant, "Why change the chair?"
The assistant froze, hesitated for a while, and said with a smile: "That chair is broken, change this one now."
Liu Qin was dubious, "Really?"
The photographer came over and confirmed the shooting process with Meng Ying. Meng Ying nodded as she listened, her long hair hanging on her shoulders, her expression soft. At this time, a few assistants were talking there.
"Why don't you change the chairs quickly, and wait until someone comes."
"I want to hurry too, but Mr. Yang just left after sitting."
Meng Ying's eyes fell to her feet, listening to the photographer's words, but she was a little relieved.
Liu Qin pinched the chair angrily, "So it was for her to sit on, what's the matter? You can't sit after she has sat on it? It's too bullying."
The photographer heard it, but didn't hear it. There are a lot of things like this in this circle, what kind of coffee position and what kind of treatment. Soon, he agreed and asked Meng Ying to get up with a smile.
Meng Ying smiled at him, stood up, stepped on her high heels, and walked to the front of the curtain.
The camera is on her, and the photographer bends over to look at the camera.
The magazine took a lot of shots, and Meng Ying was used to it. She made a few casual movements, which were extremely natural. The photographer stared at the woman in the camera and shot.
The black dress is very sexy, and with her gentle expression on her face, it is very comfortable, making people want to protect, care for, and kiss her.
And that slim figure.
A group of photos were taken, and they were not finished until dark. Meng Ying relaxed, and Liu Qin quickly gave her water. Meng Ying took a sip, glanced at the chair, and then sat on the plastic chair on the other side. The assistant stood aside and saw it, a little embarrassed.
Liu Qin greeted the magazine.
Meng Ying got up and followed Liu Qin to leave. After going out, she asked Liu Qin for a mobile phone.
I clicked on WeChat again.
He still didn't return.
She pursed her lower lip, and Liu Qin asked, "Shall I drive you?"
"I'll go back by myself." Meng Ying picked up the bag and said.
"OK."
Liu Qin gave Meng Ying the car keys. She always felt that Meng Ying secretly had a boyfriend, but Meng Ying kept denying it, asking so many times and denying it.
That should really be gone.
Liu Qin trusted Meng Ying, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Meng Ying got into the car, held the steering wheel, paused, started the car, and drove all the way out.
The car drove away from the crowded area and headed for Clear Water City. Swiping the card to enter the community, she carried the bag, stepped forward, opened the door, and saw a pool table, a man wearing a black shirt and black trousers, leaning on the pool table, aiming at the red heart, and then the red standard middle.
The side face is casual.
Meng Ying walked over, reached out and hugged his waist.
The man's movements remained unchanged, and he continued to throw the bid. Meng Ying raised her head from his arms, rubbed it up, looked up, and looked at him.
He didn't wear glasses today, and his peach blossom eyes were very focused, without any emotion. A few seconds later, he lowered his head and caught her gaze, with a half-smile.
Meng Ying's heart skipped a beat.
Then, she stepped on her feet and touched his thin lips.
The man didn't move, and a second later, he put one hand on her neck and inserted it into her mouth.
Meng Ying couldn't help but hug him tightly.
The smell on his body has a kind of cold scent, which is confusing.
He bit her, stretched out his hand, and the last red heart came out. He put his arm on the sleeve, wrapped around her slender waist, and hugged her to her body.