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Just after 7 o'clock in the morning, the temperature has not yet risen, and the drizzle turned into the moist and fresh air in the morning, soaking the nasal cavity, and gently awakening the sleepy nerves of early risers.

Qi Jia was awakened by more than a dozen small videos that looked like Shen Wenle offering treasures. He couldn't stop it, and replied frantically: "Got it, Ma Xiaowen is amazing! Stop posting, my traffic has been wiped out by you!"

After a while, there was a ding, and the text message reminded him that he had successfully recharged the 500 yuan phone bill.

"It can't be saved, it can't be saved," he said to himself sadly, "A broken machine can succeed like this. I have never seen a rich second generation who can be bought so easily."

"Don't talk yet, you're going to put on lipstick," said the makeup artist.

Qi Jia obediently shut up.

Today he has a special scene. In the play, a woman with heavy make-up will play a skit at the company's annual meeting. After the skit is over, he will be molested and bullied by colleagues with malicious intentions. It may take a long time to shoot, so he went to the set early to prepare, The air outside was good, so the makeup artist moved the dressing table out.

Without a mirror, Qi Jia didn't know what she was transformed into, but it didn't matter.

Finally, after putting on the wig, the makeup artist pouted her waist and praised: "It's not bad, I can't tell Jiajia, you look so good with makeup on, I almost fell in love at first sight."

"'It must be a boy if he is so cute' is indeed the truth!" the assistant also said.

"Really? Let me see." Qi Jia was also very curious when he heard it, and hurriedly looked for mirrors everywhere.

This is the styling and make-up team brought by Feng Yao himself. After returning from L city, he gave it to Qi Jia to use together.

A few people also excitedly called the staff next to them to come and watch, and after a while they formed a small circle, commenting enthusiastically, and some people hooked their shoulders and wanted to take a group photo.

"Is it ready?" Feng Yao arrived at this time, yawning all the way.

"Okay, boss, look!" The makeup artist complacently moved away so that Feng Yao could see clearly.

Feng Yao was stunned for several seconds after seeing the face in front of him, and he didn't close his opened mouth.

The makeup artist thought he was also amazed, and immediately claimed the credit: "How about it, isn't it beautiful?"

A certain active actor was hooking Qi Jia's neck, stretched out his fingers to wrap around Qi Jia's wig, and cast a frivolous and hot wink.

In the midst of the bustle, Feng Yao's face darkened, and he said solemnly: "Did you do your homework, did you tell you to turn him into this?"

In the past two days, Guan Lianxin was absent, so he temporarily changed the deputy director to hold the camera, and he didn't have time to tell the details in a hurry.

Feng Yao hadn't shown such a serious look for a long time. The makeup artist knew his temper well, and he knew the seriousness of the situation just by looking at his face, so he quickly admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, boss, I was wrong."

Her assistant was stupefied who didn't know how to look at her face, and murmured, "Then can I take a photo as a souvenir, or it would be such a pity."

"What kind of photos are you taking? Are you responsible for the information leakage?"

"Why did you lose your temper so early in the morning?" Qi Jia couldn't help but said, "Who would recognize it when it turned into this, what's the matter with taking a picture."

"What do you know!" Seeing his indifferent attitude, Feng Yao became even angrier, "No filming, hurry up and unload the photo, and make it ugly!"

After speaking, he turned and left angrily.

"It's inexplicable!" Qi Jia silently raised her middle finger at his back.

Qi Jia didn't pay much attention to this matter at first, but found that something was wrong with Feng Yao all day long, as if he kept staring at himself.

Didn't the makeup have been done again, and it fit the script, and the director didn't say anything, so he wouldn't want to ask the makeup artist Xingshi for his crimes, would he?Qi Jia couldn't figure out why he was having trouble, so he just stopped thinking about it.

After filming the day's scene in the afternoon, he was removing makeup in the dressing room. He said he was inexperienced in removing makeup. He just poured a lump of makeup remover oil on his face and rubbed it casually, and then wiped it off with a paper towel.

Feng Yao with the big tail still followed him, staring at his face with a strange face, and suddenly called him after a long time: "Qi Jia."

"Why?" Qi Jia was having trouble removing the false eyelashes, and tried to pull them, but the pain made tears flow out, and it seemed that he got the cleansing oil into his eyes, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

Feng Yao couldn't stand it anymore: "You're so stupid, close your eyes."

"Oh." Qi Jia was in urgent need of help, and upon hearing this, she immediately closed her eyes and stretched out her face, her greasy hands hanging in the air.

It probably has something to do with the low-quality Taobao goods that he wears all year round. Feng Yao never paid much attention to Qi Jia's appearance, and defaulted to him as the type who can't be found in the crowd, but when he saw his women's clothing today, there was a sudden difference. I found out that at this moment, his makeup was not completely removed, and there was more obvious red on his lips. He was wearing a clean white T-shirt, and he seemed to jump out of the gray impression. came out.

Feng Yao took a few more glances, and while helping him remove his eyelashes, he asked, "Are you going home later?"

Qi Jia immediately said, "I won't cook today."

"I didn't ask that."

"That's good. I'm too tired today. I'm going to go back to rest early. Speaking of which, the leather bed you gave me is really comfortable. I like to lie down when I have nothing to do."

Feng Yao saw him showing a big advantage of the chicken thief smile, and it was rare that he didn't despise him, but suddenly asked: "Does your roommate not like to wear clothes?"

Several times he went to see them walking around shirtless, sometimes wearing loose underpants instead of trousers.

"It's so hot, and I don't like to wear clothes. Are you dressed tightly at home in summer?"

"My home has a constant temperature system, not only constant temperature, but also constant humidity and constant oxygen."

"...You live in the palace, but I don't. Why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing, just ask." Feng Yao skillfully removed the remaining makeup on his face with a makeup remover, and continued to ask, "What are your plans after the filming of this movie?"

Qi Jia felt that Feng Yao was very kind-hearted today, so he closed his eyes and let him deal with it, and replied, "I don't have any plans, my little boss is about to start filming a new movie, and I'll still be his assistant."

"Shen Wenle? Then you...then you still sleep with him?"

"I told you it's not that kind of sleep!"

"He's gay, it's wrong for you to lie in the same bed with him."

"But I'm not gay, so what's wrong with that...Forget it, it doesn't make sense to you."

"You don't want to continue making movies?"

"I didn't think about it before. After filming this, I realized that I don't like acting that much, and my acting skills are average, so I definitely won't be popular."

"I don't like what acting I learned at the beginning."

"My family was poor, and I only had TV for entertainment since I was a child. I always felt that being a star could make a lot of money."

This is a fact.Dreams when he was young are always the product of hotheadedness, not to mention that his dreams were not simple at the beginning, making money is probably his real desire, after much deliberation, being able to act in a movie about Lianxin is also enough, and he doesn't expect to be popular from now on purple.

"Then what do you want to do in the future?"

"I don't know, just take one step at a time, as long as you can make money. Why do you have so many problems today?" After speaking, Qi Jia began to wash his face with water. Amid the sound of splashing water, he seemed to hear what Feng Yao said again, waiting for his face to be clean. Now, I could finally see clearly before my eyes, only to hear an awkward sentence in my ear: "Did you hear that, do you want to be my assistant? I will pay you three times the salary Shen Wenle will give you."