Su Yan, carrying a bag, walked behind Shi Shu.

Slow him down a few steps, separated a distance.

Soon, she followed Shishu into the dressing room.

Qin Ru and the makeup artist seem to be waiting for him.

He sat down at the mirror.

Su Yan is dutiful, holding the script in his hand and turning it page by page

"where is the line?"

Shi Shu looks at Su Yan in the mirror.

That look of truth.

Laughter came from the corners of the lips.

"Thirty nine pages."

Su Yan turns over.

Then I began to read it seriously

When she had finished speaking, the man kept silent.

Su Yan looks up.

Found him looking at the mirror all the time.

Her eyes looked at the mirror, the two people's eyes, so in the mirror relative up.

Su Yan looks away for a while.

Continue to look at the script in hand, and read the lines again.

I found that the man still didn't speak.

She bowed her head and the script in her hand died.

Hold it in your hand.

"You can wait until you want to talk to me about the script before you come to me."

When she finished, she was shocked.

Because the door of the dressing room was ajar, she heard Meng Xue talking to people in twos and threes.

"Ah, sister Meng Xue, tell me more about it. It's really strange."

Meng Xue smiles and refuses

"we have nothing. You can see that the hot search has been removed."

Su Yan took strawberry milk sugar from his pocket.

One by one.

After three or four yuan.

The feeling of suffocation seems to be better.

"I'll go first."

She made a noise.

As soon as he turned his head, he stood up when he was sitting in the chair waiting for make-up.

Hold on to people.

He held people in his arms and said, "angry?"

As he spoke, he kissed her lips and coaxed her gently.

"I just wanted to see you."

Those scripts that don't play are empty.

Shi Shu thought that he had just offended people by not speaking.

He was a little pleased.

It's rare to see her in such an abnormal mood.

It's like that, opening the door to another world.

He was in a complex mood. He didn't want her to be angry, but also wanted to see her look angry.

The make-up artist silently turned around and took a sip of tea.

Su Yan raised her head, moved her lips, and stopped.

In the end, nothing was said.

She was hugged by Shi Shu and sat on the sofa.

Time specific voice

"don't you want to make a question? Do it here. I don't bother you, I just want to see you. "

He looked at her in the dark and hot eyes.

Su Yan thought about it for a while, but sister Zhou Yuan asked me to come here to correct the lines. I'll go back later. "

"I'll talk to her there."

Finally, Su Yan was arranged to write in Shi Shu's dressing room.

Su Yan sat there quietly.

Head down, carefully calculate the problem.

He was called away by the director when he put on makeup and changed clothes.

It's rehearsal time.

Only the sister of the makeup artist and Su Yan are left in the room.

Time flies.

Su Yan's pen stops.

She looked at her paper.

A frown.

Wrong.

She lowered her head.

I don't want to admit it, but I'm being influenced.

Similarly, when going out, I was thinking about something.

He asked

"is there anything about me on the Internet recently?"

"This morning, you and Miss Meng Xue were photographed at the elevator entrance yesterday and posted on the Internet."

Shishu stops, looks at Qin Ru, then looks at the dressing room.

Then he moved back to Qin Ru's body

"Sir, after 20 minutes of hot search, we quickly removed him."