Chapter 13：

Zhong Shen is taking a magazine cover and listening to Sheng Qiao’s retelling of the red carpet. He is more anxious than Fang Bai: "This black-hearted star shines, one day and night." Personnel! Jojo, don't panic, I will pack the dress and stylist to you! I have to press it tonight! All-round pressure!"

After a pause, I asked: "Which red carpet do you say?"

"Times Festival."

"The TV drama award is right? I heard Fu Ziqing say that he has to go two days ago. You should contact him now and go to meet him first."

Sheng Qiao smiled, and if he had nothing to say before hanging up the phone, he said: "This money will pay you back."

"I will be angry with me again!"

Hanging up the phone, Sheng Qiao gave Fu Ziqing again. At this time, he was already doing the styling. After listening to Sheng Qiao’s retelling, he immediately sent the address of the modeling studio.

Sheng Qiao wears a sunglasses mask and goes out to take a taxi.

The winners of this TV drama award have been privately revealed to various artists. Fu Ziqing is one of them and will win the new drama star award at the awards ceremony tonight.

His economic team valued the red carpet and awards this time, and specially found the top private stylists in China to make makeup. In the garden house in the suburbs, Fu Ziqing's agent waited for Joe at the door and brought her in.

Fu Ziqing had already negotiated with the stylist, and when Sheng Qiao arrived, she began to make makeup for her. Not long after, I didn’t know where the dress was sent from.

It was a set of bare-shouldered star-length dresses, and the waist was tightened, and the curve of her grip was full. The skirt is naturally hanging down, the texture of the tulle is elegant and elegant, and the stars on the skirt are like the Milky Way under the night. The high-heeled shoes are decorated with silver-cut diamonds, and the skirts are worn over the instep. Every step is flashing with endless light.

Although Qiao’s family had money before, Sheng Qiao did not lose to wearing such a expensive dress. When she came out of the dressing room, everyone in the room was determined to look at her.

Sheng Qiao asked: "Is it inappropriate?"

Fu Ziqing said: "Appropriate, good-looking."

The stylist touched his chin and looked at it for a long time. He commented: "The beauty is very aura."

Although the former Sheng Qiao is also beautiful, but the spirit of the **** is dead, the beauty is in the skin, it is difficult to be amazing. But now these eyes are alive, like stars shattered in the lake. Adding to the knowledge of the eyes is not the same, the gas field from the inside out is not the same, the kind of beautiful and generous beauty makes her whole person amazing.

Fu Ziqing turned his eyes away and asked the stylist: "What about jewelry?"

The shape shook his head: "This set of styles, wearing any jewels are smudged." Think about it, went to the jewelry room and took a silver veil ribbon tied to Sheng Qiao's left wrist.

The ribbon itself is designed with the galaxy's starry sky. The silver yarn is dotted with fine sequins, and this set of star-studded skirts interacts with each other, adding a bit of scent to Sheng Qiao.

The time has approached the evening and both of them have to rush to the red carpet. According to the idea of ​​Fu Ziqing, of course, with Sheng Qiao together, she has no car, can not play rental.

As a result, his agent is not: "Little Joe, Ah Qing is supposed to go to the red carpet with Shu Mai tonight, and the car she arranged there is already coming."

Shu Mai is the female star of the drama that Fu Ziqing wants to win the prize tonight. The male and female protagonists of the crew naturally want to join hands. This time the red carpet arrangement is that the car will drive directly to the starting point of the red carpet and get off the bus.

Fu Ziqing is going to talk, Sheng Qiao smiled and said: "I know, you can take me to the intersection of the venue."

When he spoke, the hand behind him rushed to Fu Ziqing.

She said so, the broker is not good to say anything, nodded.

Shu Mai’s nanny car arrived soon. When the agent opened the door, she smiled to say hello to her boyfriend tonight, and she couldn’t touch her eye into a dazzling face.

Sheng Qiao smiled at her: "Hello."

Fu Ziqing followed, and the agent took the co-pilot and explained: "Little Joe is sitting in our car and the intersection is down."

Shu Mai naturally knows that the recent unsuccessful cancellation event, a little guessing knows what is going on, smiles and responds to Sheng Qiao’s greeting.

The studio is not far from the venue. After half an hour, the car stops at the intersection of Sancha Road. After turning left and then opening another 500 meters, it is the entrance of the red carpet.

Sheng Qiao thanked him and got ready to get off the bus. Fu Ziqing frowned: "If you have anything, look for me."

He worried that the media on the scene would be embarrassing her.

Sheng Qiao rushed to him more than a gesture of oK, the door pulled, and Da Yi suddenly went down.

Cold wind sticks to the skin and there is no hole in it. Sheng Qiao really feels what is called a beautiful frozen person. Although it is a suburb, the sky is cold and dark, but there are many people around. In addition to the security of media reporters, most of them are fans of various artists. At this time, there is still a distance from the venue. The fans are in groups of three and two with lights, talking and laughing, and suddenly see the girl wearing a star-studded crystal shoes on the roadside.

She walked on the sidewalk, carrying a skirt on her right, her long hair was like a black algae scattered behind her, and as her pace drifted slightly, the cold wind picked up the silver ribbon, like the light of the night.

Someone recognized her and exclaimed: "Heaven, it is Sheng Qiao!"

She looked at her head and bent her eyes. "It's me."

The fans saw the stars so close to each other so close, "Sheng Joe, how are you walking?"

"Little Joe, didn't your company send you a car?"

"You seem like a princess who escaped marriage."

These fans are all looking at their own love beans, holding the lights on the camera, no different from their own. Sheng Qiao looked at the kind, no trace of the stars, and chatted with them while walking.

"Who are you? Oh, Fu Ziqing, I just took his car."

"He went to the red carpet with Shu Mai tonight, and it was inconvenient for me to get off at the door."

"My brother is coming tonight? Your house's light card is pretty good, and the double row is brighter."

"What award do I take, my acting skills, you don't know."

"Mad", it is estimated that it will be available in the second half of next year. I can't spoil, I don't have to be with them anyway, hahahaha."

"It’s like breaking the contract. I won’t worry if I wait for the result."

Sheng Qiao walked slowly with his skirt and talked while walking. There were more and more fans around him, and they soon became a large group. The venue was getting closer and closer, and the media kept at the door saw the black-pressed crowd. I didn't think it was the Tianwang who came to the sky and rushed over.

Sheng Qiao saw the red carpet in front of him. He didn’t know who’s who was not waving his own fans anyway: “Then I’m leaving, bye bye, you should pay attention to safety.”

"bye!"

"Little Joe cheers!"

"Little Joe is super beautiful tonight!"

The fans spread and gave Sheng Joe a way.

I rushed to the media in front to see who the people were, a sudden brake, and there was no reaction. Sheng Qiao was approaching. After seeing such multimedia, he stunned and turned to smile: "Would you like to take a photo?"

The media have returned to God and stunned their eyes.

They actually received the news long ago, and Xingyao canceled Shengqiao’s red carpet qualification. I also know that they don't want Sheng Qiao to talk in public, but this situation is really surprising.

Sheng Qiao not only came, but also came so high-key, the news headlines that media friends have just connected are all good!

She smiled playfully: "Or else we will take photos on the red carpet?"

There is security outside the entrance of the red carpet. The operator holding the intercom is confirming the next entertainer, and the shoulder is suddenly taken. He turned back impatiently, facing a pair of smiling eyes.

"How many people are you?"

The dispatch reaction came over and quickly looked down at the schedule. "24, you are at 28."

Sheng Qiao said: "Then I will wait."

She stood behind and did not stop the work of dispatching security.

The dispatcher looked at the horizontal line crossed in the column of "Sheng Qiao" on the list, and the word "Cancel" was written next to it. He was busy contacting the field controller: "Sheng Qiao is coming! Or as planned!"

The field controller quickly reminded the person in charge of each process in the headset.

At the moment, on the red carpet is the first-line niche Zeng Ming, who is known as the prince of the ancient prince. His nationality is very high. Several of the ancient dramas were all on the stars. When they appeared, they caused a lot of fans on the scene. .

Sheng Qiao is not far from standing a tall girl. Whenever a star enters the market, he will hold a camera and take a mad shot. Look at the professional posture and the machine.

The agent is a person who spends some money on the station. When the station sister can't chase the front line, he will buy the picture from the agent.

Sheng Qiao approached and gently patted her shoulder, courtesy: "Hello."

The girl looked up and saw that she was a little surprised. Sheng Qiao kept smiling: "I just watched your picture in a professional position. Are you a stationmaster?"

The front line was shot in the stars, and at this moment, Shengqiao took the call, the girl did not lose her manners, nodded and asked her: "Do you have anything?"

"I am going to enter soon. Can you please take a few red carpet pictures for me in a while? The price can give you twice the standard in the line."

The girl has been on the front line for so long, and she has never encountered any artist who has taken the initiative. But of course, if she has money, she will not refuse, and she will agree.

Sheng Qiao left his QQ, the president of the support club, and paid a large deposit of five hundred.

Even the girls couldn’t help but say, "You are not afraid that I will take the money and leave?"

Sheng Qiao glared at her: "Long-term cooperation, consider it."

Although she is professional, she can't take pictures of herself. Now that the data is getting better, the personal station can't be dropped. Of course, it is necessary to have a long-term professional photo shoot.

The girl laughed, "Okay. I promise you a beautiful photo for a while."

Sheng Qiao is still chatting with girls, but she does not know that her "walking on the red carpet" has been madly transmitted on the Internet. The pictures of the fans' sneak shots were released one by one. Although it was night, the pictures were blurred, but no matter which angle, her facial features and posture were difficult to conceal.

Not long after, the dispatch rushed towards her. "Sheng Joe, the next one is you, please come with me."

Other artists are driving directly to the entrance of the red carpet. Sheng Qiao is still a little troublesome. The dispatch led her to bypass the fan zone and the media zone and finally reached the entrance.

The host said in front: "The following is the red carpet, the Sheng Qiao who came with "Shengshi Chang'an", let us welcome her arrival."

The lights and lenses are focused on the past.

She set foot on the red carpet, the money came, the wrist ribbon fluttered, and all the stars tonight fell on her.

This was the first time that Sheng Qiao appeared in public after the cancellation.

Her body did not see the negative effects of the contract.

The cancellation is like an opportunity for her to become a fairy. The beautiful girl who has been cautious in front of the media, like a fairy who falls into the mortal world, step by step, stepping on the tears that have been swallowed in the dark alone.

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