sweet peach [entertainment circle]

During the busy shooting scene, Han Muzhao stood in the center of the set to shoot. Her expressive ability has always been very good, and each photo can capture different tensions.

The editor-in-chief of VOGUE felt that she seemed to have discovered a baby in the modeling world.

Han Muzhao's professional ability is much better than those who have nothing to do with fame. If you compare her with Li Naxi who was filming together today, there is a huge difference.

Thinking of this, the editor-in-chief remembered what the staff had just told her.

Tacks were found in Han Muzhao's boots, and Li Naxi was the only one who shared the lounge with her, but the other party refused to admit it because he had no evidence, but everyone present knew it well.

The editor-in-chief has always looked down on this kind of person.

What Han Muzhao wanted to shoot was the inside page, because she had good acceptance and the photographer was also very satisfied, so the shooting ended in less than two hours, and the next step was the interview session.

It is nothing more than to talk about her views and feelings about the C card.

The editor-in-chief thought of Han Muzhao’s previous career downturn, and wanted to give her a hand, so he added a question temporarily: What does MUMU think about the downturn period?

I haven't communicated with this question before, but Han Muzhao was just stunned for a moment, and then immediately replied: "The downturn period is something that everyone will experience, and it is useless to complain about others. The more you have to settle down, enrich and improve yourself. strength, waiting for the opportunity to come.”

The interviewer nodded: "Ok MUMU, this is the end of this interview, thank you for your participation."

Han Muzhao hurriedly stood up and bowed everywhere, saying, "Thanks for your hard work!"

The editor-in-chief of the magazine came over and patted her on the shoulder: "Thanks for your hard work. The last question was added temporarily. Are you scared?"

Han Muzhao knew the intention of the editor-in-chief, and said gratefully: "No, thank you."

The editor-in-chief likes this kind of smart person, who understands her meaning without saying a word, can't help but have a better impression of Han Muzhao, and politely said a few words to her to exchange contact information before leaving.

When Han Muzhao returned to the lounge, he immediately took off his high heels, went into the fitting room to check carefully to see if anyone had installed a camera, and then changed into the shooting clothes.

She didn't take off her makeup in the lounge, and left after saying goodbye to the photographer, without even looking at Li Naxi.

What she did today was really disgusting.

What Han Muzhao was supposed to wear was long boots, but he actually put a tack on the tip of the shoe. As long as she put it in and stepped on it hard, her thumb and even her fingernails would be pierced.

Such people are more than just morally corrupt.

Even if she didn't catch any evidence, let her get away with it and flaunt her might for a day.

idiot.

As long as Han Muzhao meets Li Naxi, he will curse here. Sooner or later, this kind of people will not be able to tolerate her in the circle, it's just a matter of time.

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After that, Han Muzhao successively photographed the inside pages of several magazines. Now is not the season for new product releases, so she does not have any catwalks. The only fixed schedule is variety show shooting.

And it has been a month since her last shooting, which made her have to go back to the villa to continue shooting for two days.

She went directly to the villa after finishing work, but there was no one at home, only a few cameramen and a PD on duty.

Han Muzhao turned on the light in the living room, then went back to his bedroom and changed into pajamas, and then walked out slowly, never expecting that tonight's filming was actually done by herself.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, opened the group chat room and asked: Is there no one coming to the villa tonight?

Li Guozhu replied the fastest: I will go tomorrow.

Han Muzhao: I am the only one in the villa now.

Quan Zhilong: I'll be there in an hour.

Han Muzhao's typing fingers paused, and he didn't want Quan Zhilong to come. It's too embarrassing for the lonely men and widows in the middle of the night, right?

She had no choice but to turn her eyes to the PD for help, and the PD spread his hands and said he was powerless.

The phone vibrated again.

Quan Zhilong: Is there any supper you want to eat?

Supper is the natural enemy of models, Han Muzhao replied: I don't eat supper.

Quan Zhilong didn't reply.

Han Muzhao wanted to go back to the bedroom and not meet Quan Zhilong, but he had to wait in the living room due to etiquette.

She waited for a long time for Quan Zhilong to arrive. After she stood up and said hello to Quan Zhilong, she said, "Then I'll go back to my room."

Quan Zhilong nodded and let her go.

I wanted to have a good chat with her, but I didn't expect that the staff was still there at such a late hour, and there was no chance at all. Through the chat software, I felt that the words were easy to misunderstand.

Had to give up.

Han Muzhao was still jumping rope in the yard when he got up in the morning. After the rope skipping, he added simple yoga movements, and he was awake and refreshed.

After washing up, Han Muzhao went to the kitchen and made herself a glass of iced Americano. When she turned her head and saw the task card that PD had just put on the table, she opened it and looked: Winter is coming soon, please ask your family to marinate for the winter Pickle!

Han Muzhao: ...

She looked up at the camera and asked seriously: "Is this mission real? Isn't this a hidden camera?"

The camera shook his head seriously.

Han Muzhao couldn't help feeling that he would be very tired today. There was nothing. Pickled cabbage was a big item. First of all, it was very laborious to buy cabbage. He had to go to the market to buy it. There are fewer people and it is impossible to be busy.

She had no choice but to look up and ask, "Who is at home today?"

"Go upstairs and see for yourself."

Han Muzhao sighed, finished his iced Americano, and went upstairs to the biggest girl's room to check. Only Jiang Seqi was there, still asleep, so Han Muzhao quietly retreated out.

Only Quan Zhilong's room was closed, and she muttered, "There won't be only three people here today, right?"

In a word, when Quan Zhilong and Jiang Seqi got up, the three of them became silent in front of the task card.

Quan Zhilong coughed dryly: "Can you do it?"

Jiang Seqi blinked: "No..."

Both looked at Han Muzhao in unison.

Han Muzhao had no choice but to say: "Let's go buy the materials first, we have to go to the market, and we have to leave someone at home to prepare glutinous rice paste."

"I know how to make glutinous rice paste!" Jiang Seqi said, "I made this for my mother! Or you and seniors go to the market, and I prepare glutinous rice paste at home, but how much do I need to prepare?"

Having said all this, if Han Muzhao refuses again, it would be too obvious that he doesn't want to go to the market with Quan Zhilong, so he can only say: "Come with me."

She took out a large pot from the cabinet and pointed to a certain place inside: "It's almost here."

Afterwards, Han Muzhao went back to his room, changed into a knitted cardigan and denim trousers, and set off for a nearby vegetable market with Quan Zhilong.

Along the way, Han Muzhao didn't take the initiative to say a word, it was Quan Zhilong who asked and she answered.

Quan Zhilong couldn't find a chance to explain, so he could only keep looking for topics: "Is kimchi difficult to make?"

Han Muzhao said with a lukewarm smile, "It's not difficult, but it's troublesome to prepare the materials."

"What materials are needed?"

"A lot, pears, apples, seafood, bitter radish, fish sauce."

"Then how many Chinese cabbages should I buy?"

"I think it's almost enough to buy ten, and you can also let the members take it home to eat."

Quan Zhilong had nothing to talk about now, and went to the market in silence all the way. He had never been to this place, and the car stopped for a long time. After that, the two walked into the market together.

In the traditional market, there are not only vendors selling materials, but also many food stalls. Han Muzhao hasn’t eaten anything on the roadside for a long time, and he doesn’t know what’s wrong today.

She secretly swallowed her saliva. In order to maintain her figure, these snacks are a taboo, so she must hold back.

Quan Zhilong was walking beside her with one hand in his pocket, and when he saw her glance at the fried rice cakes passing by from time to time, he looked a little childish at this time, couldn't help chuckling, and said, "I want to Do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat." Han Muzhao said honestly, "But to keep fit, you must not eat these."

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows: "Okay, then I will eat."

The two stood in front of the fried rice cake stall, Quan Zhilong said with a smile: "Boss, here is a fried rice cake and a fish cake."

Han Muzhao stared at the tempting fried rice cakes in front of him, and tried to tell himself: "It's not good, it's not good, it's not good."

But her nose smelled very fragrant, and the psychological suggestion failed, so she simply closed her eyes.

This move made the camera and PD next to him laugh.

Quan Zhilong also laughed. He took the disposable lunch box handed over by his aunt, took a bite with a pair of chopsticks, and said loudly on purpose: "It's delicious!"

Han Muzhao: I don't listen, I don't watch, I don't know, I don't eat.

Quan Zhilong couldn't hold back his laughter, and said with a trembling voice, "Do you really want to have a bite?"

Han Muzhao was about to say something, when the aunt selling fried rice cakes suddenly asked, "What show are you filming? Am I married?"

Han Muzhao hurriedly said, "No, auntie, we will film the variety show "Roommate" again."

"Ah so."

It has come to this point, for the effect of the program, Han Muzhao immediately said: "Auntie, do you know who we two are?"

The aunt looked up at Han Muzhao: "I don't know you, but I know him."

Han Muzhao made a disappointed expression, then looked at Quan Zhilong, only to see him say with a smile on his face, "Does Auntie know who I am?"

"I know!" said the auntie, "My granddaughter is your fan. The room is full of your posters and albums, and she even queues up to watch the concert!"

Quan Zhilong hurriedly bowed with a smile, and the aunt continued: "Can you sign me later? My granddaughter will be very happy."

Quan Zhilong responded immediately, and continued: "She is MUMU, a model."

"Hello there!"

Auntie glanced at Han Muzhao: "This figure is really good!"

Han Muzhao hurriedly bowed again to express his gratitude.

Quan Zhilong ate half of the fried rice cake in his hand, and he took the new chopsticks aside and handed it to Han Muzhao: "It's really delicious, are you sure you don't want to try it?"

Han Muzhao was tempted again and again, couldn't help but took a bite with his chopsticks, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and said happily, "It's delicious!"

After that, Quan Zhilong quickly finished eating fried rice cakes, and the two walked to the vegetable selling area together. At this time, Chinese cabbage was the best-selling time, and cabbage was placed at the door of almost every shop. Han Muzhao picked a random one and asked about it. When I asked about the price, I exclaimed, "Has the price increased?"

"Chinese cabbage is in short supply now." The merchant said with a smile, "It will be ordered in a few days."

"Really?" Han Muzhao blinked and looked at Quan Zhilong, and said, "Can't it be cheaper?"

The boss glanced at the cameras following Han Muzhao and Quan Zhilong: "Are you guys filming a show? Will I appear on TV then?"

"Of course." Quan Zhilong said, "We are filming TV M's variety show "Roommate""

The boss nodded: "How much do you want?"

"About ten."

Ten pieces are a bit small, and the boss was a little embarrassed, so Han Muzhao immediately said coquettishly, "Auntie, can I just give you a little cheaper? Just a little bit!"

Quan Zhilong glanced at Han Muzhao in surprise. When she was not smiling, she always had a sense of distance, but when she was smiling and acting like a baby, her cheeks were a little fleshy and cute.

The boss smiled directly: "Okay, then I will give you a cheaper price."

Han Muzhao smiled even more happily.