Song Zhiheng found that he had misunderstood Li Fan. No matter how the relationship between Li Fan and others is, at least he was not scolding him, but scolding himself. In this way, song Zhiheng's heart is not so indignant.

But in any case, song Zhiheng thinks that it's a bit too much for fans to question Li Fanfan's appearance and character because he put on makeup. He really felt wronged for Li Fan. However, think carefully, Li Fan is after all the goddess Cheng Xuehui in Song Zhiheng's mind wants to target, so, I still don't be too good to Li Fan. Otherwise, if you make your goddess angry, I'm afraid there will be no chance to communicate with the goddess.

Song Zhiheng emptied a breath and looked at Li Feifan. I saw Li Fan silent sitting there, alone melancholy. Song Zhiheng didn't want to disturb him easily, but he felt unfair for his treatment. At the moment, song Zhiheng is not sure that if he encounters the same experience as Li Fan, or even suffers from being splashed with sulfuric acid, he will also be treated unfairly like Li Fan, and whether some people think that he is no longer handsome enough to be an idol.

However, the outside noise is more and more loud, it seems that fans have begun to pinch. The noise of noise, fighting, shouting and security guard's stop sound interweaved together, resulting in a serious chaotic scene.

"What's going on out there?" Luo Xiwei's heart was a little restless. It's not easy to get through yesterday. When it comes to the official shooting today, it's a robbery after a robbery, and a difficult one after another. Luo Xiwei's heart was always worried.

"It's done." Zeng xiaorou, a mature male makeup artist, didn't answer what happened to her outside. She just held Luo Xiwei's head, looked at it with great satisfaction, and then said with his feminine voice, "it's really a beauty, so my work today is particularly beautiful. Come on, don't move. Put a pose. Let me take a picture of you. I'm going to send your photos to my circle of friends to show my friends how honored I am to have such a beautiful model let me help her make up... "

However, before Zeng xiaorou finished, Luo Xiwei ran out like a duck who couldn't stand it.

Zeng xiaorou's mobile phone only left Luo Xiwei's back. Zeng xiaorou felt sorry for not taking a picture of Luo Xiwei's face. However, his face suddenly became happy. Such a fast-moving figure added a little vitality to the quiet luoxiwei.

So, Zeng Xiaomei took the mobile phone and enjoyed it there. Then, he did not hesitate to pass this photo to the circle of friends.

When Zeng xiaorou was very satisfied to show his masterpiece to his friends around him, he found that the whole dressing room was already empty except Li Fan, who was sitting quietly on the sofa and pondering.

Through the window, Zeng xiaorou can see that there has been a lot of chaos outside, and the security guards are busy jumping up and down, just like the chaotic times seen on TV. He remembered that luoxiwei had just sat in the chair in front of him and asked him what was going on outside, but he was unaware of everything outside.

Zeng xiaorou has always been so backward in understanding the outside world.

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