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The lighting in the styling room dedicated to the brand is bright, and Song Yan is sitting in front of the makeup mirror.

The stylist took a closer look at her facial features and checked the condition of her skin before asking: "Excuse me, what occasion is the guest going to attend today, can you tell me? I can decide your style and appearance according to different situations." makeup."

"Uh, what I'm going to is a film crew's opening ceremony, the kind with the presence of media reporters." Song Yan replied vaguely.

"Do you need to be on camera?" the stylist asked again.

"needs."

"In this case, I will deepen the outline of your facial features a little, make the makeup feel heavier, and make the facial features appear more three-dimensional and deep. At the same time, with the hairstyle, it will create the best photogenic effect. Do you think this is okay?"

The stylist soon had a draft, but he didn't do it directly, but asked Song Yan's opinion very seriously.

Although Song Yan knows how to make up, she is a layman when it comes to professional styling. Naturally, she will not give any random opinions and leave the decision-making power to professionals.

"It's all right, as long as you think the effect is good, you can do it according to your idea, I have no objection."

The stylist's eyes lighted up slightly, and he instantly became more fond of such a talkative guest, and even softened his respectful tone, "I understand. Please close your eyes, we will start right away!"

Song Yan closed her eyes as she said.

The stylist began to apply makeup to her.

Start with skin care and base makeup, and work your way up layer by layer.

The stylist's hands are very steady, and his movements are light and soft, which will not bring any discomfort to people, but the speed is not slow at all, and he looks confident.

About 40 minutes or so, the makeup is basically complete.

The dress was also readjusted according to Song Yan's figure data, and was sent over carefully.

With the help of the female stylist assistant, Song Yan changed into a gown, and sat in front of the makeup mirror again. The stylist blown her long hair into fluffy and curly hair, lazily with a somewhat messy but elegant beauty, scattered on the shoulders and back of the waist.

The whole set took about two hours to complete.

Song Yan's body was a little stiff from sitting, she stood up and moved a little, then carefully lifted the hem of her skirt and walked into the VIP room.

I thought that after such a long time, Lu Yanchen must have left.

Song Yan went back to the VIP room just to confirm.

However, as soon as she opened the door, she saw the man who was still sitting on the sofa without moving at all, and she froze for a moment.

"..."

He actually, really didn't leave...?
The door was opened.

When Lu Yan Shen heard the sound and raised his head, he also saw the woman standing at the door with a complete set of poses, and his eyes were lost for a second.

The woman stood under the light, and the long dress skirt poured behind her like flowing water. The water surface shone with small and bright waves, like the eyes of a lover, bright and gorgeous.

Her long, wavy hair was blown out in beautiful arcs, and it was draped lazily and casually over her shoulders. The slanted-shoulder dress revealed a piece of delicate porcelain-like skin.

The fragrant shoulders are half exposed, the curve is slim, and the white and long legs are looming under the tulle, and there are all kinds of amorous feelings.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

A faint fragrance floats in the air.

Lu Yan withdrew his mind calmly, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were deep and bottomless.

Song Yan walked over with her skirt in hand, with a worried expression, "How is it?"

Lu Yan's thin lips moved, and two cold words escaped, "Not bad."

Only then did Song Yan breathe a sigh of relief, and realized that she was a little nervous.

... Illusion?

Lu Yanchen asked again: "What work do you have today?"

"I was notified of the crew's opening ceremony just this morning, so I didn't have time to tell you in advance." Song Yan explained.

Lu Yanchen didn't care about this, but asked, "When will it start?"

"Today at twelve o'clock at noon, Vitu Hotel. I'm afraid that I might miss the job if I'm in a hurry, so I want to go there a little earlier and wait."

The real reason is of course more than this.

Song Yan was mainly worried about Meng Yang, and for some reason there was always a faint uneasiness in her heart, so she wanted to go there early.

Lu Yan lowered his head and looked at the time. It was exactly eleven o'clock, and there was still an hour left.

It takes about half an hour to drive from the shopping mall to the Vitu Hotel. If you want to arrive early, it's time to leave now.

Lu Yan stood up and said lightly, "I'll see you off."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No need, it's too much trouble for you! I'll just go down later and take a taxi by myself."

"You want to dress like this and go take a taxi?"

Lu Yanchen's eyes drooped slightly, his eyes fell on her long skirt that dragged the floor, his tone was calm.

"..." Song Yan glanced down, speechless.

The skirt she chose was a mermaid style with slanted shoulders, short in the front and long in the back, with layers of silver gauze at the end of the skirt, shaped like a half-bloomed flower, and like a real fish, graceful and stunning.

This design is the finishing touch, the shape is extremely beautiful, but it is very impractical.

Because the hem of the skirt was dragging on the ground, and the color of the silver gauze was very thin and light, it would become very conspicuous after being stained, so I couldn't ignore it.

There are clean carpets in the VIP lounge and corridors of the shopping mall, and there will be a red carpet at the opening ceremony, but it doesn't matter.

But if Song Yan wants to drag this skirt, go all the way down the stairs from the shopping mall, walk to the opposite road, take a taxi, and then rush to the hotel...

If the tail of the skirt is accidentally stained on the way, isn't that very cheating?
Artists from other companies have special cars to pick them up when they wear dresses to attend events, and they hardly encounter such difficulties as hers.

Song Yan scratched her hair depressingly. After much deliberation, there was no need to take such a risk, so she could only say: "Okay then, I'll trouble you."

Lu Yan's thin lips curled slightly, and he stretched out his hand towards her.

Song Yan lifted the skirt with one hand, supported his arm with the other hand, walked out of the VIP room side by side, took the elevator down to the parking lot, and got into the car.

After half an hour.

Lu Yanshen parked the car at the main entrance of Weitu Hotel smoothly. Song Yan saw the main entrance of the hotel through the car window, but there was no relaxation on her face. Will this happen?"

The front of the hotel is quiet and peaceful, with security guards standing on both sides of the door, and occasionally guests go in

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Not to mention the shadow of the opening ceremony...

There is no red carpet, no sets, no crew members, not even a single media reporter...

Song Yan glanced at the time on her phone again, it was already 11:30.

Only half an hour away, the opening ceremony should begin.

But at the hotel at the address Meng Yang told her, there was nothing there that should be there... Every fool knows that something is wrong!