stamina

Zheng Xiao arrived at the TV station within the expected time.

When He Jinxi went out to pick her up, he saw a person carrying a big box from afar, but he didn't dare to recognize him for a while.

The man was wearing a very elegant windbreaker skirt, with rich pleats on the inner skirt, forming a beautiful arc.

Hats, socks and shoes are all matching, pure dark blue, high-definition texture.

The hair is tied, and every strand of the loose part has been professionally taken care of, and the curl and length are just right.

He Jinxi paused, not daring to call for someone.

Although the answer was on his lips, he still decided to be cautious.

After all, dressing up like this is usually the level that artists who are about to appear on the show can do.

He Jinxi walked over quickly, until the distance between the two of them got closer and closer, and every line of the back was outlined in his head, He Jinxi stopped and called softly: "Zheng Xiao... ..."

The man turned around, it was indeed Zheng Xiao, but it was indeed not the Zheng Xiao in He Jinxi's memory.

In my memory, Zheng Xiao had never dressed up so grandly in front of He Jinxi. At most, she wore a beautiful skirt and a bright lipstick.

He Jinxi used to think that this was enough, Zheng Xiao's own color was placed there, without excessive modification, it was enough to touch her heartstrings.

But now, He Jinxi understood that he was wrong.

A real beauty, once dressed up, will make everything lose its color.

He Jinxi opened his mouth, Zheng Xiao suddenly smiled: "I might have misunderstood."

"Ah, that, come with me." He Jinxi could only talk about work first.

Zheng Xiao walked beside her carrying the suitcase. The suitcase was extremely big and looked heavy. He Jinxi raised his hand to pick it up, but Zheng Xiao lightly blocked her: "It's not heavy, I can do it."

When saying this, the distance between the two is naturally very close.Facing Zheng Xiao's face at such a close distance, He Jinxi felt that his eyes were like a camera, a picture that can only be seen in movies.

He Jinxi praised others a lot on weekdays, but when it came to Zheng Xiao's place, it was so awkward that she felt uncomfortable.

She shook hands, speeded up her feet, looked straight ahead, and pulled out of her usual working state.

"Today is really troublesome for you." He Jinxi said, "There is really no other way, such an accident happened."

"No trouble." Zheng Xiao's voice was relaxed, and he couldn't hear any impatience, "I'm fine."

He Jinxi stared at the potted plants not far away: "Your... clothes today are very nice."

Zheng Xiao: "Thank you."

He Jinxi turned his eyes to the side: "Which brand is it, I didn't even recognize it."

Zheng Xiao: "I did it myself."

He Jinxi: "?????"

Now, the shock made her care less about awkwardness and embarrassment, and He Jinxi turned her head to stare at Zheng Xiao, carefully examining her from head to toe.

"You made it yourself?" He Jinxi asked, "Is it a design or..."

"From design to push pattern to craftsmanship," Zheng Xiao smiled and met her eyes, "I did it all by myself."

He Jinxi: "..."

Zheng Xiao added: "This is the basic skill of a human figure artist. The design of a set of dolls is indispensable for the atmosphere and beauty added by the clothes."

He Jinxi didn't know what to say, so he gave her a thumbs up silently.

While talking, they had already entered the backstage.

The staff of the props team and Zou Yina were waiting restlessly, but when they saw Zheng Xiao, they were all stunned.

He Jinxi coughed and introduced, "This is Teacher Zheng Xiaozheng."

Everyone reacted and greeted each other, Zheng Xiao nodded, without saying a word, directly put the box on the table, and opened the buckles one by one.

Four fully assembled dolls were exposed, and the staff first questioned: "Is it as confirmed by Mr. He, three are the same, and only one is different?"

"Yes," Zheng Xiao raised his finger, "Lucy, Wild Grass, Bambi, this is only Jasmine."

Zou Yina finally couldn't help screaming, she grabbed He Jinxi's arm and shook it vigorously: "Sister Jinxi, let me tell you, changing makeup is like changing babies, these dolls are so well raised, so good ..."

He Jinxi: "Calm down."

Zou Yina stopped grabbing her, her fingers trembled slightly, and she turned to grab Zheng Xiao: "Madam, that, you are so amazing, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ..."

He Jinxi grabbed Zheng Xiao's arm and pulled her back.

Zou Yina rushed to nothing.

"Okay, let's get ready, we're about to play." He Jinxi paused, and then confirmed with Zheng Xiao face to face, "Won't Jasmine report to the baby club?"

"Well, no need." Zheng Xiao said.

Washe is the producer and seller of dolls. With such a large flow of "Study Hard", Baowashe is completely advertising.

Director Fang didn't want to change the baby before, and there was this reason. After the program team confirmed the doll for Zou Yina's appearance, they would go to contact the baby agency.

He Jinxi doesn't know exactly how it will be done and what agreement will be reached, but she understands that this is basically a good thing that can't be expected for the baby society.

The previous neno was the most damaged, and it was made in limited quantities, and Zheng Xiao couldn't find one in a short time.

Changing this Jasmine, Zheng Xiao refused to let the newspaper agency, He Jinxi guessed that this doll was either TD's or Zheng Xiao's own.

Anyway, they are all related to their own interests and have decision-making power, so they can give up such a good opportunity as soon as they say it.

After the intermission, Zou Yina officially played with the doll.

Maybe it was because the ups and downs had tempered her emotions, or maybe it was because the doll brought by Zheng Xiao gave her confidence, after Zou Yina took the stage, her posture was correct, her expression was relaxed, and she was in excellent condition.

He Jinxi was completely relieved, and after taking off her working attitude, her senses became active, and they all ran to Zheng Xiao's body.

Zheng Xiao, like her, was standing in the dark corner of the backstage, looking at the stage seriously.

He Jinxi took a step in front of her: "Want to go to the auditorium to watch?"

Zheng Xiao: "Are you going?"

He Jinxi spread his hands: "It doesn't matter, my work has been done."

Zheng Xiao said: "Then I want to drink coffee even more."

He Jinxi lowered his head and laughed.

This man has a really good memory, he can remember a cup of coffee clearly.

"Wait for me." He Jinxi said.

He trotted to explain to the staff, and asked someone to take care of Zou Yina who might have problems during the rest. After He Jinxi finished all this, he returned to Zheng Xiao's side.

"Let's go." She patted her bag, and finally said chicly, "Sister treats you to coffee, and drinks until she is poor."

Zheng Xiao tilted her head and smiled, and replied, "Okay."

The two left the studio and went to a nearby 24-hour coffee shop.

It was already very late, and the only ones who could come here at this point were the staff of the TV station.

Because I see a lot of celebrities, whether it is a passer-by or a waiter, when they see the beautiful Zheng Xiao who looks like she is walking in a painting, they just take a few more glances and don't step forward to disturb her.

After the coffee was served, He Jinxi gently stirred the spoon and joked with Zheng Xiao: "They all thought you were an artist."

"It's too exaggerated." Zheng Xiao raised his hand and tugged at his collar, "It's your fault."

"Blame me, blame me." He Jinxi picked up the coffee and stretched his arms, "I didn't speak clearly, I apologize to Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Xiao paused for two seconds to observe He Jinxi's expression, and then for the third second, picked up her cup and touched He Jinxi: "I forgive you."

"Thank you, Mr. Zheng, for your generosity~" He Jinxi was in a really good mood at the moment, so she spoke with a little erratic ending, like a little hook that would tickle people's skin.

Zheng Xiao looked at her, drank coffee quietly, and didn't speak for a long time.

He Jinxi was also silent, but the silence at this time did not make her feel uneasy like before.

Zheng Xiao is willing to rush thousands of miles to give her the doll, so she definitely doesn't care about wasting this little time, being silent with her in the aroma of coffee.

After 10 minutes, He Jinxi felt that what he drank was not coffee but wine.

She looked at the face so close, the more she looked at it, the more beautiful it became.

"Who is the makeup artist?" He Jinxi said slowly, "Give me her contact information."

Zheng Xiao raised her eyes and said, "Myself."

He Jinxi: "..."

She has grasped the laws of this industry, as long as it is related to people, she can be self-reliant.

"So you did the hairstyle yourself?" He Jinxi asked.

"Yeah." Zheng Xiao said, "This is very simple."

He Jinxi straightened up, leaned forward, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Zheng, are you short of money?"

Zheng Xiao: "Huh?"

He Jinxi laughed: "I want to buy you, you are so easy to use!"

"All styling and design can be fully packaged, and there is also the ability to make unique high-end products on the market."

"People like you will be drained of blood in our circle."

"Zhou Fei, you know, the artist I have brought, every time she goes out, she has to bring five just for makeup and styling. Just like this, the airport street photography is often ridiculed and listed on the trending searches, saying it is too rustic."

"Actually, it's not that she looks ugly, it's that she has a special appearance, and she looks ugly when she encounters an inappropriate shape."

"But she herself was not convinced. She wanted to try more styles. At that time, I had no experience in the industry, so I let her do it."

"In the end, she was tossed to Xingyuan, and now she can't even post the song."

He Jinxi said a lot, and frowned: "Xingyuan is a real dog."

Zheng Xiao didn't answer.

He Jinxi looked at her: "Why am I telling you this?"

Zheng Xiao picked it up now: "You want to buy me."

He Jinxi was suddenly caught laughing, and couldn't stop laughing.

Of course, you can't buy Zheng Xiao. If Zheng Xiao was a money-oriented person, he wouldn't have closed all his social software and hid himself outside the online world where he could call the wind and rain.

In Zheng Xiao's eyes, there are probably many things that are more important than money.

What He Jinxi has is very few, and none of them can be given away, and he can confidently exchange for someone like Zheng Xiao.

"Can't afford it." So she said frankly.

After finishing speaking, she felt a little unwilling, raised her hand that was propped on the table, and when it fell again, her fingertips touched a strand of Zheng Xiao's hair.

"But I can exchange it for something else." He Jinxi gently curled up the lock of hair, the corners of his lips rippling in the spring breeze, "Let Xiao Zhao help you arrange the flight back, too? Come with me, first class, even seated."