It's hard to be a stepmother

Wen Jing finally told me: "Tomorrow there will be lines for you to read. Although this program is highly confidential, some content will be revealed in advance."

I laughed lowly, there are very few live broadcasts of variety shows nowadays, because I don't want to overturn the car.

It is good to have lines, I am not good at talking, so memorizing lines is very good, any script can be memorized backwards.Because I always want to be better than others, I slightly twitched the corner of my mouth, my ambition has always been there.

Wen Jing finished telling me all the things I should tell me. After I said good night to her, I went to take a shower. Tomorrow, I will go to the recording site, and I will be in good spirits. After taking a shower, I looked in the mirror, and I want to see those traces. Escape for a while, you can't escape all the time.

Fortunately, they are much better after a day, except for the one on my mouth, which is too heavy. When Lulu removes my makeup, she always asks me if I want to take off the makeup on my mouth, because if I take off the makeup, it will be the same as now. out again.

I held the ruptured place with my hands, and it didn't bleed anymore except for the pain, but just to be on the safe side, I still applied a little medicine, and I hope it will be fine tomorrow, because tomorrow will definitely be a lot of people Follow here, I stole Lin Yue's first screen kiss.

If I kiss her until my mouth is broken, then I'm afraid I will really be at the top of the list of disciples.

My character design is about to be destroyed. It doesn't matter how a suave character is destroyed, but the character design of a cold and noble son is too easy to be destroyed.

I went to bed after thinking about all the stakes, but when I got up the next morning, I realized that there was still a leak. I put my hands on the bed with an ugly face, because sitting was painful, and it was not much better than yesterday.

You deserve it! You must save face and suffer.

I looked at the most brilliant sunflower blooming on the wall opposite me and pulled the corner of my mouth. It’s ironic. I only put medicine on my mouth last night, but I didn’t care about the most hated part of the injury. I’m so disgusted. It's disgusting to even touch.

What's the use of disgusting?Didn't he suffer in the end?

I went to take a shower, and when I went downstairs, there was already someone in the hall. It was my elder brother. He was wearing a sportswear, and he seemed to be going out to exercise. When he saw me going out, he frowned slightly: "I didn't go out today. Running? Or together?"

I have never run with him before. There is a morning jogging route outside Xiao's villa, so I usually get up earlier than him. It was a bit of a surprise that he met me today.

I just nodded to him: "No."

He also saw the suit I was wearing: "Are you going out so early?"

I nodded and passed him. I knew he was watching me from behind, but I ignored him. I never had anything to say to him. No matter how hard I worked, I was not in his circle. I am a rival.

I went directly to the company. The company I was in had people on duty all night. People in this circle worked harder than others, because what they fought for was time and what they ate was youth food.

There was also someone practicing songs in the recording studio at this time, I didn’t bother, I chose to be next to it, I’m not a professional singer, so my singing is very ordinary, I can’t find any mistakes, the sound quality is perfect, as long as the melody has no mistakes, it’s fine.

The theme song of "The Bright Moon at that time" is a bit difficult. This Republic of China drama can be regarded as our company's big drama this year. Although it is dressed in the skin of an idol drama, but because of the popularity of IP, it is still very much expected by the audience. The theme song is to invite... a special person Written and notated, all are difficult.

I practiced here for a full two hours, and when my voice was a little hoarse, I took off the earphones. The evening is about to start, and if I practice too much, the loss of my voice will not be worth the loss.

People who want to save face, the most taboo thing is to lose face in public, so they can only practice desperately behind others, because they have no talent.

Just after taking off the earphones, there was applause from behind, it was Ruan Le, I turned my head and smiled at him, his name represents his hobby, master of music theory, and now a popular singer.

He said to me in his deep and pleasant voice: "The singing is very good, as professional as it is."

I also smiled at him: "Has it caught up with you?"

I seldom joke with people, so he paused and said to me, "It's almost there."

He spoke seriously, tall, wearing a leather jacket, very cool, of course his words were also cool, cool and sincere.

Haha, I couldn't help laughing: "Is it far away?"

I only recently found out that his personality is like this, he rarely speaks, he sings more songs than he talks, I thought he was the same person as me, but later found out that he is not, he really loves his music , All his energy was put on this, so he no longer had time to take care of others, all he had to do was listen to and sing along in his life.

It's different from my hypocrisy, many calculations, and inner indifference and withdrawnness.

Just like at this moment, he seriously shook his head: "No, it's only a little bit close. You didn't study this major, and you are already very good now."

I looked away, because he also had a serious expression on his face, and he said so much because he was sorry for what I said.

"Thank you for your pointers."

This time it's not hypocrisy.

I looked at the headset on the table and thought about the process of getting to know Ruan Le. I don’t have much popularity. When I sang in this recording studio for the first time, I fiddled with it by myself, either early in the morning, or It was midnight, because I didn't want to let people know that I was so bad.

But bad is bad, unprofessional is unprofessional, even if the mud is pasted on the wall, it is still mud. I have been tinkering here for several days, and I can’t listen to what I make. Not believing in evil, tossing again and again, insulting the word music, and insulting the word talent.

I didn’t know that Ruan Le was there at that time. If he was there, I wouldn’t have done it, because at that time Ruan Le had already been hailed as a rookie in the music scene, and I always followed the road of interpretation. Let him see me making music here. Also made like this, I feel my face is hot, I'm already famous, but another aspect is so embarrassing, I don't want others to know.

I smiled hypocritically at him and said, "Why didn't you go back so late? The big singer worked so hard?"

He couldn't see my hypocrisy, and gave me pointers, very carefully.

So if I can get a piece of advice from him, it is a sincere advice. I naturally accept it humbly and thank him sincerely.

So he couldn't stand it, and gave me a few pointers.

Just like the thank you I said just now, but he just shook his head: "Did you say the song you recorded last time is ready?"

I slowly squeezed the hand in my pocket. I finished recording that record, but it was ruined by that child.I took a slow breath and shook my head with him: "No."

He nodded: "Don't worry, I'll show you after you finish it. I'll go first."

After he finished speaking, he left. I kept my hand in my pocket and watched him go away, because I didn't know that my score would be ready in that year and that month.

I didn't stand for too long, it was already eight o'clock, and Shi Xin called me. After hearing that I had arrived at the company, he said: "Brother Chen, it's so early, then I'll go directly to the company to find you. You eat Have you had breakfast? I'll bring it for you."

After hanging up the phone with him, I went to make up first. I could have done it earlier. This time, the make-up artist is also an old employee of our company, Zhao Yang. He is a man, but his make-up skills are also good. Look at him You can tell by your own face, male and female are indistinguishable.

But he only touched up my makeup a little, and smiled at me: "Brother Xiao, Sister Wen has already told me to put on light makeup for you, but in my opinion, you look better without makeup."

Wen Jing is one of Huan Yu's gold medal managers. She now has two artists in her hands, one is the popular actress Zhou Qingzhi, and the other is me.I have been blessed by her, and I can be regarded as a first-line artist in the company, so the makeup artist will look at her and praise me. The most important thing in the entertainment industry is good-looking people, and each one is better than the other.

I thanked him with a smile: "Thank you, Zhao Yang, for your hard work." My character is destined to be bad, so I am very polite to every staff member, because you don't know when you will offend someone.

Seeing that I could call out his name, he winked at me, put his hand on my shoulder and pressed lightly: "It's my honor to serve Brother Xiao, you don't know, what I like most is to serve you Makeup, it's just a pity, your face makes me unable to do it, "

I looked up at him in the mirror, he smiled, and gestured with his hand outside my face: "Brother Xiao, don't get me wrong, I mean, no matter how you draw this face of yours, you think it's redundant. Really, one more stroke is more." A burden."

My eyelids are slightly closed, I don’t know if homosexuality has a kind of aura, but I think that although my acting skills are not so good, every character I play is tough, whether it is the president of Bingshan or the domineering young man Handsome, without any sissyness, and no tendency to like men at all.But now Zhao Yang's hand on my shoulder is very hot.I lifted my eyelids and glanced at him. There was a kind of obsession in his eyes, as if looking at his works.He looks like this every time.

I think maybe I have a ghost in my heart. I have become a guy who only likes men, so I think too much about others.

Although I don't want to misunderstand others, I also don't like others to have too much physical contact with me. I have been used to being alone since I was a child, so I straightened my waist calmly: "Which one is my clothes?"

My voice was cold, and my face was designed by a perennial cold nobleman, so he quickly corrected his expression and said to me: "Brother Chen, wait a moment, I'll go get it for you."