Xiaopujie [entertainment circle]

"What reception?"

Xiao Lu was the first to break the silence.

She put down the spoon in her hand and no longer competed with the bowl of beef soup.

Xu Qiang subconsciously smiled at her, using her most charming arc, trying to make Xiao Lu forget the silly words she just said.

"Hmm...you look familiar."

She opened her eyes and said nonsense, her smile became more and more sweet.

"I was just wondering if I saw you at some party."

Xu Qiang's expression was apologetic, but Xiao Lu knew very well that this was her business model.

She had seen Xu Qiang in many interviews, and whenever she faced a question that was difficult to answer, she would show such an expression.

Generally speaking, Xu Qiang would get away with it.

But Xiao Lu's rare opportunity to fight back, how could he let her go?

"Which game?"

Xiao Lu showed her two small canine teeth and smiled like an innocent girl who doesn't know the world.

Xu Qiang bit her lip involuntarily, she began to feel nervous.

There seemed to be invisible tiny particles floating in the air in the restaurant, and they collided fiercely during their conversations. The camouflage and the real confronted each other, making the heart beat wildly and want to escape.

"You know... I have acted in some plays, so I have a lot of entertainment."

Xu Qiang tried her best to look sincere, she didn't want to show timidity in front of this little devil.

"Sorry, I can't remember."

"Really? It's a pity."

Xiao Lu picked up the spoon again, picked up a few pieces of beef from the small casserole, and ate it slowly.

This dinner was drawing to a close, but she probably still had a long time before Xu Qiang could tell the truth.

how?Do they have stories other than fake stars and crazy fans?

How could she, the client, be absent because of a short circuit in her brain?

While eating her beef, Xiao Lu softly said to Xu Qiang:

"I've attended very few receptions recently, I'll send you a text message to list them later, shall I?"

Xu Qiang felt her scalp go numb, and she was about to break out in a cold sweat.

"Well... well... please."

If you refuse, wouldn't it be more cover-up?

Now she doesn't know how much Xiao Lu still remembers...

Is this an afterthought to pursue responsibility, or is it drunk and amnesia trying to recall?

Xu Qiang maintained her stiff smile, picked up her own bowl and put it into the kitchen, almost fleeing in despair.

"I still have something to do, so I'll go upstairs first."

Fortunately, she still remembered to leave an explanation.

Xiao Lu stared at her back, stood up to clean up the mess, and unexpectedly found that her hands were trembling.

Her whole body was enveloped in a tired and silent atmosphere.

The conversation just now had really exhausted all her strength.

So much so that a night of repeated dreams did not relieve her sleepiness at all.

The summer solstice magazine office is always busy in the afternoon, and everyone walks in a hurry, as if rushing to save the world.

Qian Ying seldom took a break from her busy schedule and took Xiao Lu out of the office directly.

There is a small coffee shop outside the magazine office, where people from the office building often talk about unimportant things.

"Look over there."

Qian Ying scattered the beautiful latte art in the coffee cup, and said to Xiao Lu:

"The third deck on the right."

Xiao Lu glanced over there, and there was a familiar editor and a tall woman sitting there.

She asked inexplicably:

"how?"

Xiao Lu came to the magazine today, not to listen to gossip.

Her web serial, which was supposed to be dead, was the most important thing.

"The lista I mentioned before is her."

Qian Ying didn't look her in the eyes, her tone was very worried.

"Wen Qi, writing reasoning, it's a full 1.7 meters," she looked up at Xiao Lu's expression, "There are hot spots all over her body, are you not in a hurry?"

Again.

She hated this set the most.

They deliberately create a character that is likable and full of topics, and then sell it for money, regardless of whether there is a real person under the skin.

"I don't want to go that route."

After hearing her answer, Qian Ying was finally angry.

"Please, people don't reject it! There are no unspoken rules, and you don't need to lie, it's just a matter of showing more highlights... Except you, who would reject it?"

She spoke to Xiao Lu in a low voice, her voice was full of anger.

"I……"

Xiao Lu couldn't refute it. What Qian Ying said was the truth, but she was really repulsed.

Many things stuck in her heart, like shards of glass pierced into cotton, which hurt when they disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, I beg you, it's just a cover shot."

Qian Ying pushed a piece of cake in front of her, and the strawberries on the cream were very attractive.

"You've reached this stage, don't be so different, okay?"

Qian Ying earnestly persuaded her.

The sunlight was very gentle, coming in from the glass window and falling on Xiao Lu's face, making that face even more delicate and charming, with a girlish air full of coldness.

Qian Ying stared at her fixedly.

Back then when Lao Duan asked her to take Xiao Lu with her, she really liked her coolness.

It seems that he doesn't care about anything, but there is the whole world in his eyes.

Now, Xiao Lu bowed her head in front of her, lost in her words, and only said two words.

"Ok."

She ate the strawberries on the little cake, telling Qian Ying that she didn't have any trouble with her.

Qian Ying patted her on the shoulder, went to the counter to order a cup of iced coffee for her, and stuffed it into her hand.

After sending Xiao Lu to the taxi, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Lu, who accepted the new work arrangement, felt her fingers were cold while clutching the cup of iced coffee.

The scenery outside the window flies by, and occasionally stops in front of the traffic lights, and the driver will immediately babble a bunch of complaints.

The car radio was playing local broadcasts, one pop after another.

Some images played back in Xiao Lu's mind, but they were fragmented and gave her a headache.

Heavy oil paints.An easel taller than hers.Colored swirls and ice cream.The wind kept blowing from the balcony, pouring into her thin clothes.very cold.Newspapers with news.Blatant article.Then there are interviews and videos, overwhelming and unavoidable.

From then on, Xiao Lu couldn't look directly at any camera.

The iced coffee kept her body temperature dropping, but her heartbeat became uncontrollable, getting faster and faster.

Xiao Lu wanted to find someone to talk to.

Preferably about her new job.

How intimidating it is to take pictures, to be a model.

Her vision blurred, and she called someone in her nearest contacts.

"I feel bad."

This opening remark never scares Xiao Lu's few friends.

But today, the friend who answered the phone, why didn't he answer her?

Xiao Lu didn't pay extra attention to this question, she just felt that she was breathing faster and faster.

She put her palms over her mouth and nose, trying to calm herself down.

"Where are you?"

The voice on the other end of the phone surprised her, it was Xu Qiang.

Xiao Lu didn't know how he called her.

"I'm in the car, I'm fine, don't worry."

Xiao Lu's voice trembled violently, and she spoke out her perfunctory three-piece suit smoothly, when the person over there suddenly lowered her voice.

Xu Qiang's words sounded extremely gentle.

"Don't hang up, okay?"