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"vomit!"

Fang Qingqing swiped her thumb and answered the phone.

A burst of bubble bass came from the opposite side, "Qingqing, everyone has been waiting for you all morning, why haven't you come yet? I've already finished styling."

At first glance, this sounds normal.

Fang Qingqing replied to him while taking a taxi, "Right away."

"Okay, I've prepared your favorite breakfast for you, waiting for you, little cutie."

What? ? ?

Fang Qingqing resisted the urge to vomit and hung up the phone.

After stopping the car, she quickly stated her destination. Because Su Jialuo appeared in advance, what happens now has deviated from the original plot.

In the car, Fang Qingqing opened the email on her mobile phone and learned about the shooting mission.

It turned out to be an advertisement for a new online game produced by a game company under the Yun Group. The game was called "The Wind Rises in Mulan", and its content was roughly about a game about Mulan going through obstacles and completing missions when she was in the army.

The filming content is also very simple. Fang Qingqing will play Mulan in the game, doing a few small tasks with her electronic CP, and then embracing each other to watch the story of the prosperous mountains and rivers.

"Assemble CP for Hua Mulan, thank you for your imagination!"

Soon we arrived at the filming studio. This was a temporary venue that had been properly arranged, lighting and photography were all in place, and we were just waiting for Fang Qingqing to make her debut.

Fang Qingqing lived up to expectations. After getting out of the car, she kicked off the hidden pulleys on her shoes and slid into the set with lightning and fire.

The manager was holding his cell phone and cursing Fang Qingqing for blocking him, when he caught a glimpse of something passing by.

She looked up with resentment and saw Fang Qingqing stopped steadily in front, greeting everyone with a smile on her face.

Out of anger, Li Xinlan stepped forward and grabbed Fang Qingqing's arm and pulled her aside.

"You'd better explain to me clearly, when did you get married and have children? Why are you late today? Why did you block me!"

Fang Qingqing blinked and looked at Li Xinlan, who had exquisite makeup and a face the color of pig liver, with a 'distressed' expression on her face:

"Oh, look, don't be angry, there are three more lines on your forehead than before."

Li Xinlan immediately touched his forehead nervously.

The next second, from Fang Qingqing's smiling eyes, she guessed that she had been tricked by her, and her face darkened again.

"Don't interrupt me, just answer the question!"

Fang Qingqing became honest, blinked her big watery eyes, and tilted her head to look at her seriously: "The marriage was done last week, the husband is temporary, and the child belongs to someone else. I told you the reason for being late on the phone this morning. As for the Why have you been blocked... emm... You should reflect on yourself about this."

The tone is scornful and the expression is innocent.

Fang Qingqing felt like a saint who had taken off his corset, infinitely free and relaxed.

"you!"

Li Xinlan said in the past that Dongfang Qingqing would not dare to go west. From the moment she hung up the phone this morning, the woman in front of her was no longer under her control.

A little goofball outside the 18th line is not under the control of her top manager in the industry, but it's okay!

Li Xinlan is very angry!

She wants to increase her workload so that she doesn't have the energy to challenge herself!

"For the sake of the upcoming shooting, I won't argue with you now, but you'd better remember your behavior today. I will make you pay for your recklessness. Hurry up and go to the styling! Let so many people wait. , a little shrimp really thinks of himself as a big fish!"

Li Xinlan could no longer hide the disgust in her eyes.

Fang Qingqing smiled brightly, "emm...why doesn't it count..."

The second before Li Xinlan was about to explode, Fang Qingqing turned around and walked towards the passage with the dressing room sign.

The dressing room is at the end of the passage, and there is no one around at the moment.

Fang Qingqing knocked on the door and went in. There were only the makeup artist and Zhou Zechuan inside.

Zhou Zechuan raised his eyes and glanced at the door in disgust. When he saw that the person coming was Fang Qingqing, his eyes immediately changed.

"Is the little cutie here?"

Zhou Zechuan's image in the industry has always been that of a top-notch person, popular but not arrogant. He is very polite and respectful to his juniors and all staff. He is a warm-hearted man with high EQ, high IQ and high status.

Fang Qingqing raised her eyebrows at his performance.

"The makeup teachers are waiting impatiently, so get ready and I'll get you breakfast."

The innocent makeup teacher heard the conversation between the two, and his expression froze slightly.

No, he is sick!

When did she say she was impatient?

Among those working in the industry, word of mouth spreads.

If word spreads that she is a makeup artist who is a big name and does not wait for an artist, then what will happen?

Besides, Fang Qingqing can suddenly receive an endorsement for such a large-scale game. Who knows if there is any financial backer behind her, and how she can cooperate in the future!

But this week Zechuan is so popular that the makeup teacher doesn't dare to refute.

I had no choice but to greet Fang Qingqing with a smile and let her sit down and style her hair first.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Fang Qingqing responded with a polite smile and sat down immediately.

Zhou Zechuan eagerly brought coffee and a sandwich to Fang Qingqing, "The sandwich has just been heated, it's your favorite tuna."

"I've had breakfast, thank you."

Fang Qingqing looked at him in the mirror and said coldly.

Zhou Zechuan's face froze, why are you so cold today?

In the past, when Fang Qingqing saw him, he could not wait to pounce on him immediately, using all kinds of flattery to please him. However, he was still a little uncomfortable with this sudden change of attitude.

Could it be because the makeup teacher is here?

That's not right. Fang Qingqing used to be a dog licker but never cared about whether there was anyone around her.

Looking at Fang Qingqing's beautiful and tense face, Zhou Zechuan suddenly understood.

The task that Fang Qingqing was asked to do must have been completed. This little girl was going to give herself a little boost of excitement first, so that the surprise would be more intense.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zechuan couldn't help laughing.

Fang Qingqing and the makeup teacher looked at him with a certain look at the same time.

Seeing that he was too exposed, Zhou Zechuan quickly said: "Then you put on your makeup first, I'll wait for you nearby."

Zhou Zechuan became more and more certain that it must be what he had just guessed.

When he first learned that Fang Qingqing was going to marry Yun Yan, he deliberately showed his strong desire to go to Star King in front of her.

Star King is an industry under the Yun Group. Everyone in the industry knows that if you step into Star King with half a foot, you can become an Ivy League player in the entertainment industry.

He has no shortage of traffic now, but compared to the artists of Star King, his foundation is still unstable.

If he can go to Star King and become the first brother of Star King, then the endorsement of all the industries under the Yun Group will be his. Not only that, all the resources of the Star Emperor and even the entire Yun Group will be directed towards him.

By then, he will be able to become a true fault-top streamer and grow red.

Thinking of this, he felt so happy.

It's just a pity that Fang Qingqing is so good-looking and has taken advantage of that guy Yun Yan. She should have known that she would have a taste of it first.

Anyway, as long as he agrees, Fang Qingqing will definitely wash herself off and devote herself to him with gratitude.

After all, Fang Qingqing had hinted to him more than once that her first time was still there, and she wanted to leave it to the person she loved most.

No need to think about it, Fang Qingqing's favorite person is naturally him.

From her high school crush to now, this girl really thinks of herself as a heroine with a crush on literature.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if a woman has a future.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone, opened his WeChat address book, and sent a message to one of the people whose avatar was a little fox:

"everything's ready!"

Fang Qingqing sat in front of the mirror, taking in the entire process of Zhou Zechuan's wanton lewdness.