Yang Shasha was very excited. "Great, you just promised me, didn't I dream?"
"Well, I agreed." Lingjiao chuckled back.
If it's not an over enthusiastic fan, it's just to borrow her fame and make a debut as soon as possible.
Yang Shasha was excited for a long time. When she finished her makeup, she asked carefully.
"Sister Ling Jiao, can I take some pictures with you?"
"Yes." Ling Jiao smiled and did not refuse her request.
Yang Shasha gave her mobile phone to the makeup artist. She asked people to take a picture of them. After seeing it, she thanked the makeup artist with satisfaction.
The agent came and urged.
"Lingjiao, get ready and start shooting soon."
Yang Shasha saw the makeup artist go to one side and asked in a whisper.
"Sister Ling Jiao, is it true that you broke up with Fu Er Shao?"
"Yes." Lingjiao replied.
In people's eyes, her relationship with Fu Shiqin is that she went to the second generation of the rich.
Now it's not the rich second generation who dumped her, but she dumped the rich second generation, so they are so curious and hard to accept one by one.
Fu Shiqin is a very good person, but she is not good enough, and their relationship will not have a good result in the end.
Yang Shasha wants to find out what else. She is winked by the agent, which gives up her mind to continue gossiping.
Lingjiao straightened her hair and went out to communicate her shooting style with the photographer.
However, I was absorbed in my work.
After all communication, she stood in the set scene, ready to officially start shooting.
The first group of shooting was soon completed. She was taken by the stylist to change her clothes, hair and makeup. When she came here, the photography assistant had just set up the real scene required by the second group of hard photos.
She had just stood in, and a post full of ornaments fell down behind her. She didn't realize that the gauze had rushed over the edge and pushed her away.
She stumbled to her feet and turned to see that the fallen Pillar had hit the gauze, and her arms were all scratched bloody by the decorated pillar.
Photographers and assistant photographers were also frightened. Lingjiao took a few seconds to help people up and said in a hurry.
"Sorry, the shooting can be stopped for a while. It's important for us to send people to cure first."
"I'll take her. You stay here." Said the agent.
"She's the one who saved me from injury. Don't I go like that?" Ling Jiao insisted, holding a towel to cover Yang Shasha's injured arm, "how are you? Is there any discomfort?"
Yang Shasha shook her head with a smile. "It's OK, but her hands hurt a little."
A group of people rushed to the elevator entrance. As soon as the door of the down elevator opened, Fu Shiqin, who was standing inside and explaining his work to others, saw the group standing outside and was stunned for a few seconds.
The executive of the subsidiary next to him saw this and said to the people outside.
"I'm sorry, but wait for the next one."
Said, then prepared to close the elevator door.
"No, let them up. No one's hurt." Fu Shiqin said indifferently.
Ling Jiao and his agent helped Yang Shasha, who was injured, into the elevator, followed by a photographer and a photo assistant.
Lingjiao stood in front of Fu Shiqin. Neither of them said a word or said hello, but she felt like stabbing her back.
Finally, all the people went downstairs to the underground parking lot.
However, the agent did not know the direction for a while and forgot where his car was parked.
Fu Shiqin got on the bus and said to the anxious people.
"Get in the car. I'll take you there by the way."
Ling Jiao hesitates, but his agent has helped Yang Shasha to get on Fu Shiqin's car.