Chapter 1671

"Xiaoxi, it's so cold. Please be warm!"

As soon as Ling Haotian entered the door, he rushed to give Xia Xi a bear hug. Only after he touched the cold sight of a boss, he smiled, Shanshan stopped, and the hugging action was changed to a very friendly slap on the shoulder

Special Niang, because Mao can't even shake hands in front of Zhan Yu!

Ling Haotian burst into tears. It's clear that he misses Xiaoxi so much, but he can only see and can't touch it. It's really depressing!

"Just the two of you?"

A gloomy voice sounded and people looked into the room.

Bing Mou sat in a dark corner. The gloomy snow made people can't see clearly. There was a man sitting there.

Bing Mou slowly stood up and looked at his watch.

"Only you two arrived within the specified time."

Ling Haotian smiled: "it snows today. There's no way!"

Bing Mou nodded and didn't say much: "if you come first, go to make-up first. It's just a fixed makeup photo. You don't need to take it together."

"Good!"

It's best to start first. Finish first and go first. How cool!

"Xiao Xi, where's Shen Xing?"

This is not Xiaoxi's Royal makeup artist. What about people?

"It's coming soon. It's hard to take a taxi when it snows."

"God, don't give people cars and drivers?"

"It's not that you don't reimburse for taking a taxi."

"Good, good!"

They walked into the dressing room laughing and joking. After three minutes, Shen Xing panted and ran in.

"Hold, sorry, Xi hall, snow, snow is too big."

Xia Xi couldn't help laughing and rubbed Shen Xing's frozen red cheeks: "you're not too late. If I'm the first, Ling Hao is the second, you're the third!"

"Isn't it? Didn't you take makeup photos? The artists didn't come?"

Shen Xing took off his coat, hat and scarf and opened his toolbox.

How can I take a makeup photo when the artist comes so late?

"The director said to shoot first!"

Ling Haotian laughed, Shen Xing shrugged his shoulders and began to make up Xia Xi.

"I didn't expect you to play male two."

"That's right. I'm a bitter one who didn't come to the imperial capital, so I should try my best to join the front line, otherwise I won't see Xiaoxi. It's so boring."

There were more and more people in the dressing room.

Affected by the wind and snow, many people were late. Everyone came in one after another and made up one after another.

Xia Xi and Ling Haotian finished painting first and naturally went out first. The studio was already ready. Xia Xi rubbed her curly hair and slowly stood under the light.

In modern drama, the costumes and props are very simple and ready-made, and the makeup is not so complex. Xia Xi just threw a layer of light makeup.

She was wearing a student's white shirt and spotless clothes, which made her more clear and moving. The buttons on her collar were tightly closed, and there was a little smell of abstinence in the cleanliness.

Lower body long plaid pants, hook out slender legs.

As the cameraman asked, Xia Xi either lowered her head and lowered her eyes, or looked up into the distance. Her white neck pulled out all kinds of beautiful arcs, but the cameraman only saw the emptiness in her dark eyes.

Yes, emptiness.

This is a pair of empty to dead eyes.

There was no emotional fluctuation, just like the eyes of a doll stored in the warehouse for a long time.

Vicissitudes and calm.

I don't know why, seeing these eyes, the cameraman was a little... Sad.

The youth is very beautiful, pure and transparent. At the age of 19, it should be the best flowering season, but the youth in front of us is like a beautiful plastic flower.

Although gorgeous, it is no longer fragrant.