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Chapter 882 The actor's number one fan 57

Chapter 882 The actor's number one fan 57
The concert is coming
Long House is a gymnasium that can accommodate 10 people. It is funded and built by Long En Group. It is generally not leased to people in the entertainment industry. However, the president has gone to chase stars, and the employees of the company have also become Lu Yao's brainless fans.

The venue was decorated with the best materials, including the thoughtful placement of support items and mineral water at every location. Fans were deeply moved by these small touches.

After the fans entered the venue, they were so excited that they could not help themselves. A few gathered around and held cheering objects to discuss, because the huge LED screen ensured that every fan could see Lu Yao on the stage and would never let them Miss any stage.

"Ahhhh~~ It's been three years, and my brother is finally back on stage!"

"Yes, I heard that this concert has been planned for more than half a year. It is a feedback to fans, so the tickets for the concert are so cheap."

"Woooo, my brother is so kind, I want to love him for 1 years!"

Backstage, all the staff were busy with their work in an orderly manner. Lu Yao was sitting in front of the makeup mirror. He did not have a very thick makeup. The makeup artist just touched up the black eyeliner to accentuate his contours and lower eyelids. Added some red eye shadow, more a broken feeling.

Wearing a casual shirt, three buttons were unbuttoned, exposing the delicate collarbone, and the hem was tucked into the trousers, outlining the superior body proportions.

Sitting lazily on the sofa, her azure blue eyes fell on the makeup artist from the makeup mirror, and said lazily, "Does it look good?"

"pretty."

The make-up artist's face turned red immediately, and just being glanced at lightly made her heart beat faster, because Lu Yao like this is so attractive!

Lu Yao raised his hand and gently rubbed his lower lip, lowered his head, bangs covered his brows and eyes but revealed a chiseled side face, his lipstick was rubbed to the corner of his mouth, as if he had been kissed, making him look ascetic and sexy.

"Yes, I hope she likes it."

"She'll love it!"

Lu Yao laughed softly, and a low-pitched voice fell into his ears, like the G major of a cello, with a deep yet clear tone. His eyes overflowed with tenderness, making him look much softer.

"With your good words, it succeeded"

The assistant entered the lounge with his cell phone and interrupted Lu Yao's words, his tone a little hasty: "Brother Lu, Assistant Ji is looking for you and said he wants to confirm some details."

"Well, good." Lu Yao took the phone and walked out of the lounge quickly.

The make-up artist held his heart in his hands, watched Lu Yao out of the lounge excitedly, and suddenly returned to his senses in a daze.

"Her? Do you mean the fans?"

The little assistant glanced at the makeup artist, shook his head slightly, and held a schedule in his hand. He knew that Lu Yao had actually planned this concert for a long time, and it was Lu Yao who wanted to express everything he wanted.

A smile appeared in his eyes, and he said softly, "No, it's his salvation, it's his light."

Hearing this, the makeup artist was stunned for a few seconds, and then remembered what happened a few years ago. At that time, Lu Yao was just a scandal-ridden person who was nailed to the pillar of shame by the entertainment circle, and anyone could scold her.

As if he understood something, the makeup artist opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just smiled slightly: "Actor Lu can get what he wants, right?"

"Yes, he will definitely get what he wants."

Lu Yao has suffered for too long, so he hopes that Lu Yao can get what he wants.

The assistant hopes that the light will never abandon Lu Yao and give him warmth forever.

(End of this chapter)

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