Dyed white: "
Wen Haoqing smiled and politely stepped back. The lingering fragrance disappeared, calm and elegant.
"It's late. It's time to go to bed, Miss Song." Wen Haoqing is always peaceful and looks a little lazy. His shirt is clean, his tie is black, abstinence, his slender fingers smooth a trace of wrinkles, like a steady and upright elder: "pay attention to rest."
But he just pressed a young man against the wall.
"Sir, do you know what you look like now?" ran Bai Leng Bu Ding said, which attracted the other party's warm eyes.
Dyed white pointed it out sharply and said, "gentle scum."
Wen Haoqing looked at her quietly. Her expression did not change, nor did she feel angry at all. It was like looking at a child.
Dyed white turned and went out.
At the moment of closing the door, she seemed to hear a short laugh.
One syllable.
The meaning is unknown.
…
A few days later,
The tilting order is scheduled to start next month.
They took a fixed makeup picture first.
The female leader of the order is Song Yu, and the male leader is a film emperor. The coffee is not small, and even the supporting role is very popular.
After taking the fixed makeup photos, the official V released the microblog and pictures.
The lifting order has not responded positively to the problem of dyeing white before. Now, in the fixed makeup photo, a separate fixed makeup photo of dyeing white has been directly released.
Netizens were ready to spray angrily, but after seeing the fixed makeup photos, they all quieted down briefly.
The girl stood straight in front of Zhuxian platform, behind her was an abyss.
She was dressed in red and stained with blood. It was shocking and the wind was generated by hunting.
Holding a long sword intertwined with blood, the fingertips drip blood beads.
The winding blood at the corners of the lips is like a withered blood red rose, showing a broken beauty.
The eyes looked forward in silence, and the eyes seemed to set off stormy waves and unforgettable despair and hatred.
Every inch of red clothes is stained with blood, and the hair dances without wind.
There is a line of small gold characters next to the fixed makeup photo.
Song Bai,
As the ninth Princess of the fairyland.
Lean.
[I'm frightened by the look of the sleeping trough! It's amazing! What kind of immortal is the beauty in red? Her appearance is highly praised! I can't bear to spray it, Wuwuwuwu]
[isn't it just a fixed makeup photo?! what did the director think? He invited song Bai and decided to abandon the play.]
[as a drama fan, I was really angry when I learned that song Bai was likely to play, but now I look forward to seeing this fixed makeup photo...]
The song and white as like as two peas are what I imagined!! without saying the black materials of song Bai, the red dress is exactly the same as the original one.
[the crew was blind and decided to abandon the play.]
[I love my Yuyu baby. I want to work with song Bai. I don't know how song Bai's white lotus will bully Yuyu.]
[no, no, why do I think song Bai's fixed makeup photo is more like a fairy princess than Song Yu.]
[maybe he's blind upstairs. A song Bai destroys a play. What does the crew think about helping Qing? I'm afraid it's not an unspoken rule. After all, song Bai has more male stars to hook up with.]
It's just a fixed makeup photo.
There are original powder and passer-by powder amazed by the appearance aura, but more are black powder.
Ranbai doesn't care about the continuous disputes on the Internet.
The leaning order is widely spread on the Internet.
Company.
"You have to attend the Xingyao ceremony tonight. I have prepared a high order dress for you."
The agent thought of the recent trip and cleared his throat.
Xingyao grand ceremony has always invited all big stars to take the red carpet nomination award.
However, the awards must have been missed by them. They also showed their face and ran away with them.
But not everyone can have such a chance to show their face at the grand ceremony.
It was the first time song Bai made an official appearance in such a long dispute.
There must be ostentation, not to be looked down upon by others.
Ranbai is not very interested in this, um.
Xingyao Festival,
Scene.
The snow stopped and the cold wind was biting.
The lights flickered warm all around.
It's really beautiful.
A large number of reporters were surrounded outside the Xingyao ceremony. As long as they saw a star get off, they would rush forward.
Ranbai sits in the car with one hand supporting his jaw and looks out of the window.
The agent looked at the girl more.
She had always thought that song Bai was best suited to take a clean and pure route. After all, she had this kind of appearance and temperament.
But I never thought that song Bai could resist the wind of the evil sister. It looked provocative and wild.
The group of reporters saw a car coming. It was like mosquitoes saw blood. Their eyes lit up and rushed over directly.
Thinking of the constitution dyed white, black and red and the recent online message, the agent said uneasily: "don't answer what the reporter said. Don't pay attention to them, you know."
Dye Bai looks at her quietly.
Before the agent could wait for her reply, the girl neatly opened the door and got out of the car with her skirt in one hand.
In early winter,
It's too cold. The snow has just stopped, and the north wind is still biting. It's very cold and comes to my face.
But not as cold as the man's eyes.
There was a moment of silence.
The girl was dressed in a light blue gauze skirt. When the skirt fell, it looked like a galaxy, with an extra white complexion and a faint clavicle. Long hair and waist, floating like an immortal, just outlines the arc of a good-looking waist line, too thin, Yingying a grip.
The delicate face had no expression, and the eyes were a little scattered, like half invading water, cold but attractive.
Looking closely, I suddenly feel a kind of world weary decadence and inaccessible coldness.
Like a spiny Datura, a deadly and charming poppy.
After a moment of silence, the scene rang out the click of countless cameras, and countless shutters were pressed to aim at the face that was flawless no matter from which angle.
The white light flickered continuously, causing a great sensation at the scene.
The reporter knows that this time, when the dyeing fair came, the online dispute about the order of helping the reclining continued, as well as the scandal with Wen Haoqing and Song Yu.
Ranbai kept a low profile for such a long time and didn't show up in public or make any comments.
This time, the reporter is running to dye white. It's best to ask some explosive things.
"Miss Song!"
"Does Miss Song have any opinion on the leaning order?"
"It is said that Miss Song went to the audition because of Emperor Wen Ying. Is it true?"
"The female number one of the order is Song Yu. You and Song Yu have been in conflict for a long time. Miss Song, have you ever thought about what to do in the crew?"
"It's said on the Internet that Miss Song has a good relationship with the crew of Fuqing order. Is it true?"
"Miss Song, haven't you put down Emperor Wen for so long?"
All the questions fell with the sound of clicking. Even if the security guard was there, so many reporters saw people who could suck blood and almost rushed up frantically. The microphones were almost connected to the dyed white face. The flash was dazzling. There was no pause and no breathing time for pressing questions sentence by sentence, which was suffocating.