Madam's black history was picked up

Just as Huang Mingquan was about to get angry, he saw a flowery skirt in front of him, which dazzled his eyes.

Just as he was about to ask the beauty if you were okay, he felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Ah! Manager Huang, it's you, long time no see!" The beauty who was hit was surprised.

"You are..." Huang Mingquan searched his mind for women who had a relationship with him.

Anyajie pretended to be angry: "You are such a noble person who forgets things too much. You forgot that last time I was here as Lin Xinyuan's stand-in and performed a battle encouragement."

"Oh..." Huang Mingquan suddenly realized.

"It's you, your name is Ann...what's the matter with Ann?"

"Oh, Manager Huang, he has changed his stage name to Lin Xin." The woman's voice was so crisp that Huang Mingquan felt itchy in his heart.

However, after hearing Anyajie's introduction, he was still puzzled: "Ruby Lin?"

"Ah."

"Hmph, what does your change of stage name have to do with me?" Huang Mingquan still remembered the last time An Yajie choked him with words.

"Manager Huang, I'm really sorry last time. I was really ignorant at that time. Manager Huang gave me such a good opportunity, but I didn't know how to cherish it." Anyajie had a regretful expression.

"It was only after I entered the entertainment industry that I realized that my previous thoughts were really naive. I thought that with my appearance and my special skills, I would definitely achieve a lot if I entered the entertainment industry."

"But who knows..." Anyajie couldn't continue speaking, her eyes were red, she squeezed her fist under her nose and inhaled aggrievedly.

Huang Mingquan laughed when he heard this, with contempt on his face: "All women who reject me are stupid."

Anyajie blinked her big watery eyes, and carefully pulled Huang Mingquan's sleeve: "Manager Huang, are you willing to give me another chance?"

Huang Mingquan's eyes lit up when he heard it, and seeing Anyajie's reluctance to speak made his heart itch even more.

But he still raised his chin and snorted coldly: "Not everyone can take my chance, it depends on your performance."

Anyajie pretended to think for a while, and approached Huang Mingquan: "I still have Lin Xinyuan's stand-in scene, you wait for me next to me, and when that scene is over, let's go to Lin Xinyuan's dressing room."

After speaking, he blinked at Huang Mingquan.

Huang Mingquan felt Anyajie's warm breath, his legs were limp, and he wished he could hug the beauty in front of him and kiss her.

He took the opportunity to grab Anyajie's hand, stroked the back of her hand gently, and smiled obscenely.

"If you had been so knowledgeable earlier, you wouldn't have suffered so much."

Anyajie pulled out her hand pretending to be shy, and pulled her hair behind her ears: "I also paid for two bodyguards, you can let them go back later, tonight..."

Anyajie looked up at Huang Mingquan, and her voice became softer: "There should be no need for bodyguards tonight."

"You are such an unknown little actor, why do you still hire bodyguards?" Huang Mingquan teased.

Anyajie was a little embarrassed: "No one is supporting the scene, so I will support myself."
Huang Mingquan reached out and grabbed Anyajie's hand again, and patted the back of her hand: "Don't worry, follow me from now on, I'll support you."

"Thank you, Manager Huang, then I'll go to make up now, and you will wait for me at the venue." Anyajie took the opportunity to pull out her hand.

"Okay, okay!" Huang Mingquan smiled until his eyes narrowed into a line.

After An Yajie got out of Huang Mingquan's sight, she quickly came to a door at the top of the stairs, took out a backpack she had prepared in advance, and went into the bathroom next door.

When she came out, Anyajie had already changed her outfit.

Wearing a certain baseball cap, black framed eyes, short-sleeved T-shirt and black vest, he looks like an assistant.

Anyajie stood at a corner, looking at Lin Xinyuan's exclusive dressing room opposite, Lin Xinyuan entered the dressing room accompanied by two bodyguards, and the two bodyguards guarded the door.

There was a sneer at the corner of Anyajie's mouth, and then she strode towards the cloakroom.

"Xiao Zhao, hurry up and send Miss Lin's costume, there are only two more scenes left for her."

"Hey, okay."

As soon as the conversation fell, a woman dressed exactly like Anyajie came out of the cloakroom, carrying a tray in her hand, which contained a red costume and a tiara.

Anyajie glanced left and right, then quickly walked behind the woman and covered her mouth and nose with a towel. The woman fainted after struggling twice.

Anyajie dragged the woman to a fitting room, hung up a sign saying "under maintenance", and strode towards Lin Xinyuan's dressing room with a tray.

The whole process did not take more than a minute. The woman who was arranging clothes in the cloakroom seemed to hear something. She turned her head and looked at it, but there was nothing. She thought she had heard wrong, so she shrugged and continued to arrange her clothes.

When Anyajie came to the door of the dressing room, she was stopped by two bodyguards.

"I'm Xiao Zhao, the assistant in the cloakroom, here to help Miss Lin put on her costume."

The two bodyguards followed Lin Xinyuan every day, knowing that someone would bring her costumes and put them on for her, so the two bodyguards opened the door to let An Yajie in and closed the door without thinking too much.

Anyajie approached Lin Xinyuan step by step with her costume in her hand.

Because of Lin Xinyuan's complexion, she was afraid that others would write nonsense if they saw it, so she didn't ask a makeup artist to apply makeup for her, but painted it herself.

Looking at the assistant in the glasses, Lin Xinyuan didn't care too much: "Let's put it there first, I'll wear it after I finish my makeup."

Anyajie put the clothes on the table and slowly approached the woman in front.

Seeing this little assistant staring at her, Lin Xinyuan suddenly became angry, turned her head and shouted: "What are you looking at, you..." The next second, Lin Xinyuan's eyes widened in horror.

Anyajie looked at her with a half-smile.

"Help..." Before Lin Xinyuan could make a sound, Anyajie had already covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief stained with medicine. Lin Xinyuan struggled in horror before losing consciousness.

Anyajie dragged Lin Xinyuan to the fitting room and locked it up. For safety's sake, she also hung a sign saying "under maintenance".

After hiding the person, Anyajie went to change the costumes. The reason why she chose to do it today was because Anyajie had already stepped on all the points.

Knowing that today is Lin Xinyuan's last scene, the costume is a red wedding gown, and the red gauze hanging from the crown can just cover her face.

Moreover, this scene was completed in the sky with the wire falling down. These conditions are indispensable for Anyajie.

She had just finished dressing when there was a knock on the door: "Miss Lin, are you all right? It's time for your show."

"Oh." Anyajie quickly put down her veil, opened the door and walked out with her long skirt on her back. Two bodyguards followed closely behind her.

Today's scene is very simple. It is a scene in which a princess jumps off a cliff in her wedding dress and commits suicide.

Anyajie was about the same height and build as Lin Xinyuan, and her head was covered with a veil, so the people around her didn't notice any abnormalities.

Huang Mingquan sat outside the venue, staring at Anyajie with shining eyes. Anyajie lifted her veil, covered her face with her wide sleeves, and blinked at Huang Mingquan. Huang Mingquan sat on the chair excitedly and twisted away. twisted away.

Weiya hoisted Anyajie to a high platform.

"Action." The director's voice fell.

Anyajie opened her arms and fell straight backwards. The red dress moved with the wind, like a red butterfly flying in the air.

"Cut!" With the director's satisfied voice, the movie was completed perfectly.

The people below were talking in low voices.

"It's really strange. Sister Lin Xin filmed this scene no less than ten times yesterday, and the director wasn't satisfied. Today, she passed it just once."

"That's right, but I think it's very strange. Miss Lin's body shook like a sieve when she stood on the high platform yesterday. Today, not only did she not shake, but she also did her movements so well."

"Can you comprehend the essence of cliff jumping in this night?"

"Hehe, who knows!"

As soon as Anyajie got up from the mat, Huang Mingquan ran over impatiently and took Anyajie's hand: "Oh, sister Lin Xin, your cliff jumping posture is so beautiful, it's even better than the Lord..."

"Manager Huang!" Anyajie broke out in a cold sweat and interrupted Huang Mingquan in a low voice.

She leaned into Huang Mingquan's ear: "Let's go to the dressing room, don't talk to attract other people's attention, I will be embarrassed."
"Hehe, good, good!" Huang Mingquan took Anyajie's hand and left the venue. The others all showed disdain when they saw this scene, obviously they were used to such a scene.

The two bodyguards did not become suspicious and followed Anyajie. They also knew Huang Mingquan.

Huang Mingquan turned around and looked at the two bodyguards: "Go back first, I will be responsible for Miss Lin's safety tonight."
The two bodyguards looked at each other, and then looked at An Yajie, because the bodyguards couldn't see clearly through the veil, and she kept her head down.

"Ahem..." Anyajie coughed a few times in embarrassment, reached out her hand to hold Huang Mingquan's arm, and nodded to the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards understood, then turned and left.

Anyajie looked at the back of the bodyguard leaving, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

"Baby, let's go, I can't wait!" Huang Mingquan's voice was a little hoarse.

"Yeah." Anyajie nodded, and sneered in her heart: "I can't wait too."

As soon as Huang Mingquan entered the dressing room, he closed the door, wanting to kiss Anyajie through the veil.

Anyajie turned her head away: "Don't worry."

"Why don't you rush, I'm dying of anxiety." Huang Mingquan said and moved his mouth together.

Anyajie turned around nimbly and avoided Huang Mingquan, her tone was a little displeased: "I told you, don't worry, I got a good thing yesterday, which can make people stay alive."

"Oh, really?" Huang Mingquan became even more excited, this was what he dreamed of.

"Take it out and have a look."

Anyajie stretched out a palm in front of Huang Mingquan. On the palm was a small packet of white powder.

Huang Mingquan suddenly became alert: "Is this... for food?"

Anyajie smiled: "Yeah, I just used it on an old man in his 50s last night, so energetic, tsk tsk tsk..."

Huang Mingquan was still a little hesitant, he was very sorry for his life, and he didn't dare to throw things of unknown origin into his mouth casually.

"Why, you don't believe me?" Anya Jie blamed her.

"I've become like this, I have to rely on you in the future, and I can't hurt you."

"This thing has no side effects at all. It can't be bought with money. It took me a lot of effort to get it."