Was taken away by seniors after breaking up

Pei Yan's eyes moved slightly, and when he looked at Zheng Lan again, his expressionless face returned.

Both of them were standing, but there seemed to be a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles between them.Zheng Lan kept silent, because she didn't know what to say, nor did she know how to deal with such a sudden situation.After working for several years, he has already been able to say some deceptive and beautiful words on corresponding occasions, but every time he meets Pei Yan, he seems to be the same shy and always silent foreign student back then.

Zheng Lan simply sat down, the clothes were in his hands, and he still had to change.He stayed here because he had something to do, and Pei Yan was the one who broke in suddenly.

Zheng Lan began to untie her clothes without worrying about others.

He was wearing loose-fitting jackets and sweaters, all of which fell off his body as soon as he pulled them.

He lowered his head, took off his clothes and threw them on the sofa aside, no matter what the throw was like, he didn't dare to look at Pei Yan, sat on a separate chair, hunched over to change his clothes.

There was only the last sweater left, Zheng Lan grabbed the hem of the dress and paused, and when she pulled it to reveal half of her waist, Pei Yan left, and the door closed with a click.

Fingers struggling between the thick sweater, Zheng Lan blinked at a high frequency, the water splashed into a ball, and dripped on the bottom of the trousers with a thud, the water drop was round, just fell out of the eyeball, and did not touch at all. makeup.

Zheng Lan stood up, went to the door and locked it, then took off the last sweater, and changed into all the clothes that Gu Xuan brought over.

After getting dressed and sitting in front of the makeup mirror for a while, the stylist arrived late.

This time he changed tools, and all kinds of hot things were wrapped around his hair. Zheng Lan let others play with him, and lost his curiosity.

The stylist, seeing his downcast look, didn't take the initiative to talk to him, instead, he worked his hair without saying a word.

While the stylist was changing tools, Zheng Lan turned on her phone and blocked Gu Xuan's WeChat account.

When they arrived at the set, Gu Xuan sat on a chair and read a few pages. Zheng Lan bypassed him and went to sit on the other side.

This room was dressed up as a warm psychological consultation room, with all kinds of dark machines piled up in large and small piles.

Suddenly there were more people, voices were mixed, everyone was in a hurry, Zheng Lan didn't know what to do, so she just stayed on the chair in a daze.

Later, someone came over to call him, saying that he would show him to find a seat first, so Zheng Lan stood up and officially started today's work.

Learning new things is not complicated for Zheng Lan, and he also tries to concentrate on himself.

Zheng Lan only needs to play the role of a doctor who is diagnosing a patient. The camera will stay on his face for five seconds, and he has to make some communication gestures.

The theme of this episode is caring for the mental health of teenagers, so Zheng Lan is playing against a little girl.Fortunately, Zheng Lan and Gu Xuan's roles are basically separated, as long as you pay attention, you won't have to see him again in the future.

Thinking of this, Zheng Lan looked around again.Gu Xuan was standing behind the camera, watching this side with the director.

The eyes of the two passed by in the air, and Gu Xuan suddenly became indifferent. His eyes seemed to have a little more hatred for Zheng Lan, and he turned around and left.

Zheng Lan couldn't figure it out, could love turn to hate so quickly?He found it funny, and couldn't help but look for a figure in the crowd.

Until the director called him and said that it would start soon.

The filming process was much more difficult than Zheng Lan imagined. He found the right camera position and made expressions and poses as required, but the director stopped him frequently.

"Doctor Zheng, be natural."

Zheng Lan should come down every time and adjust his state, but it still didn't work.

The director beckoned and simply called people to watch.

Zheng Lan sat over and looked at herself in the camera with concentration and humility.

There are many differences, all in all it is awkward, Zheng Lan also understands why the director is not satisfied.

His face was as stiff as a poker, showing no concern for the patient at all.

Knowing the problem, Zheng Lan made it even more difficult. This is how he usually treats patients. Although he doesn't look so amiable, he is at least professional.

But now I can't talk to the director about this, so Zheng Lan has to find a way to overcome it.

He didn't want to cause trouble for anyone, so the obedient man made a mistake and said, "I'll try again."

The director also understood his difficulty, so he said a few words of comfort, and then said some ways to help him adjust his feelings. Zheng Lan became a little nervous, took a few deep breaths to adjust his state, and the director called to start again.

He raised his eyes to look at the little actor sitting in front of him, his eyes flickered, and he looked into the person behind the camera.

I don't know when he came, Zheng Lan paused for a moment, remembering what he was going to do, the camera happened to be on his face.

Zheng Lan laughed flusteredly, and at that moment, the little actor opposite him didn't hold back his laughter. Zheng Lan thought why he couldn't do this well, and he always made a fool of himself in front of Pei Yan, so he also laughed at himself Laugh out.

When the director said in a high tone that it was all right, Zheng Lan didn't slow down.

Is it ok?

How can it be?

The staff applauded him, and Zheng Lan stood up in a daze, shook hands with the young actor, and said a few words of thanks to the people around him.

Looking anxiously at the camera, the person is gone.

The teacher who took him to the show before saw that he was distracted, called out, and asked him: "Do you want to have a meal with Dr. Zheng tonight? Hua Zhou treats you."

Zheng Lan looked at the empty place, thought for a moment, and agreed, adding WeChat to the teacher for easy contact.

The next scene started, Zheng Lan quietly exited the set, turned on her phone, and saw that she had been tossing around for almost a morning.

He was still wearing a white coat costume, and went back to the rest room to change.Remember to lock the door first this time, he finished changing quickly, sat on the chair for a while, took a sip of water, Wan Han sent him a message, asking if he was free.

Zheng Lan guessed that Xiang Congyang told Wan Han about his encounter, so he simply called.

"Have you met Xiang Congyang?" Wan Han asked.

"Yes," Zheng Lan blamed her, "You and Xiang Congyang are together, why didn't you tell me?"

Wan Han smiled and said, "It didn't take long. I originally planned to invite you to my new home for dinner after returning to China. Didn't I also thank you and..."

Wan Han took the initiative to silence the sound.

"Then who..."

"Okay," Zheng Lan said in a normal tone, "I'm waiting for your meal."

"He said you're shooting a charity film?" Wan Han asked curiously, "Is it going well? Is the set fun?"

"It's not going well..." This sentence is very honest.

Wan Han could hear his exhaustion, and thought of those entertainment novels he had read, thinking that he was criticized by the director, he quickly comforted him: "It's your first time, it's normal to not do well, and this It's not your specialty."

"I know," Zheng Lan smiled, but Wan Han was so nervous, "Thank you."

"It's okay." Wan Han said.

The two didn't talk any more, and Wan Han also knew that Zheng Lan probably wanted to rest, so he hung up the phone.

Zheng Lan didn't stay any longer, she packed her things and left.

He went directly into the underground garage from the elevator, told Bai Hao and the director that he was done going home, and then drove on the road.

After half a day, Zheng Lan was physically and mentally exhausted.He only looked at himself in the glasses while taking a shower.

It turns out that the make-up artist and stylist are not in vain.

Being busy and tired at work, Zheng Lan never had time to take care of his hair. The teacher spent several hours straightening out every strand of hair for him.There is not a single chip on the sideburns, and the bangs are brushed back, revealing a full forehead.

The makeup is very light, just enough to enlarge the eyebrows and eyes.Zheng Lan rubbed her fingers lightly, and her fingertips were shiny with a thin layer of powder.

He didn't expect that the make-up artist forgot to remove his make-up in a hurry, and after fiddled with facial cleanser for a while, his face was still sticky.

He made a puddle of water on the sink, and Zheng Lan washed it again, gave up, thinking about the dinner at night, and went to ask someone again.

He took a comfortable bath and slept until evening.

Zheng Lan was woken up by hunger, his stomach was rolling and screaming in pain, which reminded him vaguely that he forgot to eat at noon.

The time and place of dinner was sent on the mobile phone, and before it was too late, Zheng Lan changed her clothes, took out a bag of biscuits to pad her stomach, and then went downstairs to start the car.

One day was spent going back and forth, Zheng Lan felt that his life was as smooth as today, and after waiting in front of the zebra crossing for a while, he realized that he had been thinking too much about these useless things recently .

There is a small living room in the private room, and there is a big round table separated by a screen.

Zheng Lan walked in and glanced at the entire table. There was no Gu Xuan, no Pei Yan, but there was Chen Jiayan.

The makeup artist was sitting on the side, saw him coming, quickly stopped him, and said apologetically, "I'm too busy in the morning, so I forgot to remove your makeup. You won't be here when I go to the dressing room to find you."

It turned out that this was the case, Zheng Lan couldn't help but reached out and touched the tip of his nose, his fingertips were sticky, and he hadn't washed off the makeup that morning.

The make-up artist was a very young girl. Seeing his nervous expression, she glanced at his face from time to time. Zheng Lan guessed that she was also afraid of being scolded, so she thoughtfully said: "I don't understand this either, no wonder I went back in the morning After washing it with facial cleanser four or five times, it still feels slippery, and I thought it was expired, but it still looks good when left over."

The makeup artist was amused, and took out two bottles of makeup remover water and a pack of makeup remover wipes from her pocket, asked Zheng Lan to follow her, and said, "Let's go to the sink to remove it first."

Zheng Lan said yes, and was about to leave, when Chen Jiayan stopped him and asked, "Doctor Zheng, why did you leave as soon as you arrived?"

Zheng Lan turned around and said, "Hello, Mr. Chen, I rushed to leave in the morning, and I haven't removed my makeup. Now, please help me remove it again, little girl."

"Okay," Chen Jiayan smiled at him generously, "I will serve the food when you come back."

With what he said, everyone at the table knew that Zheng Lan and Chen Jiayan had an unusual relationship.

Everyone in the production team was smart, and they immediately knew who they should be facing, and their eyes on Zheng Lan changed a bit.

Zheng Lan calmly left with the makeup artist.

The little girl let out a long sigh of relief following him, and said, "Thank you very much, it was my mistake at work."

"it does not matter."

To him it was just a word.

The two went to the bathroom, the men's toilet was on the left, and the women's toilet was on the right, but the sinks were separate.

The little girl held up the object in embarrassment, "Doctor Zheng, I can't help it. Let me tell you briefly, please take it off yourself."

Zheng Lan said yes, the little girl said apologetically what to do, watched him walk in, and even wanted to put her head in.

Zheng Lan put the things on the sink, turned back and said to her: "It's okay, I will, you go back first."

The makeup artist had no choice but to walk away step by step.

The little girl is very funny.Zheng Lan took off the makeup remover as she said, first shook the eye makeup remover and poured it on, and then wiped it on the eyes.

Take it off again, there is a layer of powder on the tissue paper.

He could only close his eyes, move the paper to his eyes, and occasionally poke himself.

The sound of flushing came from the toilet, but Zheng Lan didn't open his eyes and didn't care.

A moment later there was a knock at the door, and the man stopped beside him and turned on the water.

The sound of the water was so clear that Zheng Lan even felt a drop or two splashed on the back of his hand, which was warm.

After washing his hands, the water was turned off, and the man pulled out another piece of paper, which was crumpled up and thrown into the trash can, making a rustling sound.

Zheng Lan's fingers were still pressing the makeup remover towel, because he was distracted to pay attention to the people around him, and the paper was pressed too far in, and liquid seeped into the corner of his eye, which made him hurt and hissed.

A cold hand took the paper against his fingertips, and the other cupped his cheek.

Zheng Lan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and suddenly the man asked, "Are you all right?"

There was a lot of impatience in the voice, but the pain in the corner of the eye suddenly eased. Zheng Lan hurriedly opened his eyes, and some liquid flowed in again, and his eye was completely red.

Pei Yan's outline appeared vaguely in his field of vision, separated by a hazy layer of mist.

Zheng Lan only took off her eye makeup, and the powder on her face was still left, which was rubbed here and there, like a little tabby cat.

Before he could speak, everything in his hand was taken away.

"Close your eyes." Pei Yan leaned over, and when she spoke, her warm breath fell on Zheng Lan's face.

Zheng Lan's fingers grabbed the edge of the sink, her palm covered the water, and her body leaned slightly.

With his face up, a makeup remover towel stained with water wiped his forehead, eyebrows, sideburns, and bridge of nose. His lips were as red as if he hadn't even removed the lipstick. Pei Yan pinched his pointed chin in his hand and wrapped it with a few fingers .

Pei Yan didn't use much effort, but the paper was a bit rough.

He frowned slightly, some places couldn't be wiped clean at one time, Pei Yan didn't understand, so he wiped it a few times, and that spot turned red easily.

How did it get hurt so easily?

Pei Yan touched it with her fingertips, and the skin under her fingertips was soft and delicate, like the soft silk sheets at his home.

Use another one, finally there is not much foundation color on the paper towel, Pei Yan then let go, and threw the paper towel casually. "alright."

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