The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

Fu Ling walked into the dressing room with a hard breath, and the moment the door closed, he almost collapsed onto the chair.The two legs seemed to be crawling like ten thousand ants, numb and limp, unable to find strength.

The cooperation that Yao Xing can receive is limited. Except for filming TV series, most of the commercial activities are in the local area or surrounding areas.Therefore, the company has a special dressing room. If the artist has a schedule, he needs to come to make up first, and then be sent to the event location by car.As for those artists who have no schedule for the time being, they need to clock in from [-] to [-], either memorizing lines or taking training courses.No leave is granted unless there is a genuine illness or emergency.

This is why Fu Ling went back to the company to put on makeup, and why, when Tan Lingling made things difficult for him, there were so many people watching.

But fortunately, he refuted very well, and his attitude has become tougher, unlike before being pinched as a soft persimmon.

"Fu Da, was I very imposing just now?"

Fu Ling propped the heels of her palms on her knees, and her voice trembled slightly.

Fu Da pulled off his mask and squatted in front of him like a big dog: "Super majestic! Brother Ling, you were too powerful just now, she couldn't even say a word!"

Fu Ling laughed, and the tension just now gradually eased a lot, "Is it? I'm not easy to mess with. If anyone wants to play wild in front of me, I will make him pay the price."

Zhou Xiaozhu went to the bathroom to find a make-up artist, and there were only the two of them in the dressing room, so he let Fu Da take off his mask and let him catch his breath.After all, I still don't know what organization is behind those two men in black, and whether they have eyeliners in City A, so it's best to be careful.

"That woman is so hateful. Brother Ling is the most beautiful person in the world. She actually said you are not good-looking. She just can't eat grapes and said grapes are sour. She is not good-looking herself and is jealous of you."

Fu Ling saw that he was so upright that he was about to wear a red scarf to educate Tan Lingling, and for a moment he felt a little cute.

"She doesn't dare to say it anymore. After all, if she wants to say that I am not good-looking again, you can make her look good."

He thinks this sentence is simply a golden sentence, even if it is used on a popular talk show, it can be widely praised.At that moment, he felt that Fu Da was not stupid. Although he often misunderstood his words, he would not lose the chain at critical moments.

"Of course, with me here, no one can bully Brother Ling!"

Fu Da rubbed his legs while showing his loyalty. The two of them talked more and more courageously. With more time, they might have to plan this year's Palme d'Or and next year's Oscars.

Positive emotions have a great power to infect people, especially when the person full of positive energy is in front of you, it is like a sunflower full of sunshine, rushing towards him with warmth and warmth.No matter how cold the ice is, if it is touched with a drop of hot water, it will melt a little.

"Fu Da, will you support me?"

"Of course!"

"But you are a complete person, you always have your own ideas, you always have places you want to go, you have your own pursuits, you will not always follow me."

Just like a fan, one day he was still saying "Brother, I will always support you", and the next day he changed his avatar to someone else.Anything that requires enthusiasm seems extremely difficult to persevere.

"Where I'm going..." Fu Da was stunned for a moment, and then he found his own train of thought with great certainty, "The place I'm going to is the place where Brother Ling is."

Fu Ling let out a slight hum from the tip of his nose, which seemed to be disdainful at first, but those who knew him well knew that it was not disdain, but pride.

Da da......

There were footsteps outside the door, maybe it was Zhou Xiaozhu who came back with the makeup artist.Fu Ling quickly pulled up the mask to cover Fu Da's face.

"Brother Fu, I'm sorry, I ate bad food today and just went to the toilet." The makeup artist bowed slightly as he walked in, "I'm sorry for wasting your time."

The makeup artist is Liu Shan, a 31-year-old man who respects everyone in the company and makes offerings like a bodhisattva.It is said that before he applied for the job, he specially asked a Feng Shui master to look at it, saying that Xingyao will definitely produce a big star in the next 3 years, because he does not have the ability to distinguish whether an artist can become popular, so he is very polite to all artists.

"It's okay, I just arrived too."

Fu Ling went straight to sit down in front of the makeup mirror, and then worried about the huge pimple on his forehead, "It's just that I didn't sleep well yesterday and I got a pimple. Maybe I need to trouble you for a while."

Liu Shan was spraying cleansing water on a cotton pad, and while talking, took a look at the pimple, and then cleaned it for Fu Ling.

"It's okay, leave it to me." He wiped Fu Ling's face and asked, "Is there no special requirement for styling in today's live broadcast?"

Fu Ling thought for a while, "No, just normal."

So Liu Shan showed his skills, changed Fu Ling's previous cool Japanese style, put on a cute makeup for him, and made his hair into wool rolls, then fiddled with Liu Hai, and fluffed it on his forehead, just to block it. that pox.

In 40 minutes, Fu Ling changed from a cold little brother to a cute little brother. Even when he put on the pink sweater that Zhou Xiaozhu specially found, the attribute of "cuteness" became more obvious.Oh, and not to mention the hat is still fluffy with bunny ears.

"Hmm... isn't it a bit exaggerated?" Fu Ling cautiously put forward his humble opinion.

"Oh, dear, what are you talking about?"

Liu Shan broke out a standard Mandarin-dubbed version of the American drama pronunciation, yes, before the styling is "brother", after the styling is "baby".

He put his hands on Fu Ling's shoulders, making him face the mirror, casting eyes like looking at a work of art, "Look at this face, look at these eyes, only you can control this look."

Then he quickly approached Fu Ling's ear again, and said in a low voice, "I wouldn't do it for someone else!"

"But I haven't tried this style before, and I'm worried, will the fans not accept it?"

Liu Shan thought he was worrying unfoundedly: "Baby, you think too much, how can you have any fans now?"

"hold head high???"

"Oh no." Liu Shan twitched herself, "I mean, whether it's a fan or a passer-by, what you like is a good-looking face. Whether you succeed in this look is not because it's different from before, but because It’s about looking good or not, understand?”

That's the reason, but Fu Ling has never dressed up so cutely before, so much so that when Liu Shan asked him to smile at the end of the photo, he only pulled out an embarrassing expression.

This is already the case for taking pictures with acquaintances, let alone live broadcasting in front of tens of thousands of people later.

Nervous, more nervous than the first filming!

"Hey, why don't you look at me?"

What made Fu Ling even more uneasy was that Fu Da, who usually had his eyes glued to him, didn't look at him anymore.

"You also feel awkward?" Fu Ling asked very displeased, considering whether to change her look as soon as she had time.

"No, it's not." Fu Da tried his best to turn his head towards the window, and found that Fu Ling's reflection could still be seen on the window, so he quickly looked to the ground again.

Fu Ling stood in front of him and asked, "Why?"

Really, it's obviously because I feel uncomfortable, why do I still have the feeling of being forced into prostitution?

Fu Da lowered his eyes and stepped back, hesitating for a long time before finally telling the truth:

"I'm afraid that if I look at Brother Ling again, I will lose control and want to kiss you."

Zhou Xiaozhu, Liu Shan: What the hell? ? ? ? ? ?