Days dominated by wife-watching demons

But now the situation is Wan Yu's fault, Ge Zijie can let it go so easily, it is already the best result for her, she nodded, "I see."

A promise is a promise, but whether it can be done is another matter.

That night, Wan Yu reposted a screenshot of Xi Ge's personal direct shot when AXSY was playing a song on Weibo, and added the words "Ten Brushes to Achieve".He even added a thumbs-up emoji of Xi Ge, which was captured by a fan, with a few large characters clearly printed on the emoji—certification of strength.

For a while, reposting comments was like a frying pan, and by the way, this Weibo was on the top of the trending search.

'In an instant, I felt that the wall of the dimension was broken. Gao Leng Yinghou used the emoticons made by our fans, and I wanted to die on the spot. '

"Wake up upstairs and brush pen-hold shots, Wan Dashen has swiped ten times, how can we count, at least swiped her a hundred times a thousand times!" . '

'This is to help Xi Ge forcibly clean up his crimes. It is suspicious to post Weibo so quickly. '

"Suspicious of you, it's a marketing account with a rhythm, and Wanshen asked a question inadvertently, and added a few nice words from the host. It's amazing to be misinterpreted by you like this." '

'Following the goddess to see the pen-hold shoot, I can only say that I look really good, and it turns out that my face is justice! '

Two months later, AXSY finished playing songs and ended with a good result of ten crowns, which is already very good for a rookie group.

"Xi Ge, An Jing, you two prepare to move to the company dormitory soon." Xu Bai held a meeting for the four of them.

Xi Ge didn't want to stay at home too much. If her parents hadn't forced her, she would have come out to live in the dormitory long ago. She couldn't be happier to know the news, "I can move now!"

"Yeah." Xu Bai pushed his glasses and looked at An Jing, "When can you move it?"

"May I ask why?"

"It's not a secret, I was just going to talk about it later, the company is planning to shoot a group show for you, and the dormitory will definitely be photographed at that time, it would be bad if the two of you are not here," Xu Bai said.

An Jing lowered her head, there was nothing she could do...

"Okay, I see, I will as soon as possible."

"It's not in a hurry. I figured that the group drama will start only after your filming is almost finished. You can move in then." After Xu Bai finished speaking, he continued to ask about the group drama's planning.

"About the group drama, if you have any topics you want, you can give us your opinions. I'll see if I can negotiate with the production team."

"Travel! I haven't gone out to play with Miss Xu for a long time." Song Fan brightened his eyes and was very excited.

"turn down."

"What about the big meal? I see that Tuanzong eats, drinks, and plays all day long. We won't be filming some training scenes."

"...This proposal is feasible." Xu Bai wrote down something on the paper.

"Really! We can have a big meal!"

"I'm talking about the latter one."

"..."

Although Xi Ge's matter was rescued by Wan Yu's Weibo before, there are still a lot of black fans. Taking pictures of her hard training can at least win the favor of some passers-by.

"You really know how to focus."

"Where are the others?" Xu Bai put down his pen and looked around.

An Jing and Ye Min didn't talk much in the first place, let alone offer any suggestions, Xu Bai glanced past them and fixed his eyes on Xi Ge.

Xi Ge was taken aback, and pointed to himself, "Me? Me neither."

"Okay, let's do this first."

At dinner in the evening, An Jing hesitated to tell Ge Zijie about it, but before he could speak, Ge Zijie asked a question first.

"When are you going to Changshi?"

Originally, An Jing didn't have many roles, so she didn't have to run with the crew all the time, but because it was a costume drama, many scenes needed to be filmed on location, and the locations chosen for shooting were far away, so An Jing had to live there when she filmed the second scene. For a few days.

Originally, there was no such "a few days", and I don't know who encouraged Director Chen to add those scenes for An Jing.

Thinking of this, Ge Zijie's expression was not very good.

"Not yet, probably next month." An Jing glanced at Ge Zijie's suddenly cloudy face, thinking about moving back to the dormitory, and probably couldn't talk about it today.

"Do you have something to say?" Ge Zijie noticed it first.

"...Sister Xu said we're going to do a group show."

"En." Ge Zijie nodded, motioning for her to continue.

"Then, everyone has to move to the dormitory." After An Jing finished speaking, she lowered her head and stared at the bowl, not daring to look at Ge Zijie's reaction.

"I see."

"Then..." Ge Zijie's reaction was calmer than expected, and An Jing felt a little confused.

"No problem."

An Jing didn't understand what Ge Zijie meant by "not getting in the way" until she joined the filming group. After all, she said she wanted to pack her luggage, and Ge Zijie stopped her, saying it was not in a hurry.

She thought about it, and Xu Bai also said it was still early, so it shouldn't be a problem for her to live in after the filming is about to start.

Besides, An Jing doesn't want to move out that much now.

It can be delayed for a while, she thought.

An Jing didn't start her first scene until halfway through filming.Before that, the crew gave her a rough image design according to the script description, and the costumes were made after measuring the size.

Not to mention that she doesn't have many roles, both costumes are quite expensive.

"An Jing, your hair..." The director hesitated to speak.

"Ah...we are playing songs and it's over, it doesn't matter if you don't have to maintain this hair color." An Jing knew that this bright hair color was in ancient times.

It is rare to play a dancer.

So later her light blond hair turned back to black, and Anjing was relieved that at least when she dyed it back to black, it didn't hurt as much as last time.

Because An Jing's hair was quite long, she could do it without a wig, so the hair stylist trimmed it all over again, finally satisfying the director.

The day I went was relatively early, and AXSY was very topical during this period. In fact, some staff members of the crew were also quite curious about An Jing.

Her current black hair is very different from her appearance on the stage, but her complexion is whiter and more beautiful, and she is more cute than the sexy image on the stage.

"Hello." An Jing couldn't say much about the scene, and could only bow to say hello when she saw a staff member.

The way of greeting was quite common among idols, but several staff members were taken aback, and quickly helped her up, "Ancestor, don't bow to us, I can't stand it."

"Then... this way." An Jing raised her hand and waved it slightly.

The make-up artist and costume artist looked at each other and smiled. The two of them often watch videos and gossip about stars in private. They knew An Jing's appearance on stage a long time ago, and they also knew about the interview that exposed her contrasting and cute attributes backstage when she first debuted.

Seeing it with my own eyes, I didn't expect that there was no element of deceit in this person's design. It seems... An Jing herself has a natural stupidity.

"Grandma...ah no! An Jing." The make-up artist is a slightly older girl who looks about 30 years old, with capable hands and feet, "You can just call our sister, sit down quickly, and I will help you dress up beautifully."

An Jing sat down obediently, and responded to her words, "Thank you sister."

The idol who was only seen on the stage is now sitting in his makeup chair, and looks like you can pick it, and even calls his sister in a clear and cute voice. The makeup artist said that she couldn't stop herself. Nosebleed.

Sure enough, chasing stars is the greatest joy in life, and being a makeup artist while chasing stars makes me happier. It’s not a dream for someone like her to draw her idol one day!

The bullet screen in my heart has already drifted across a large area, but the makeup artist still stabilized her calm image a little bit, pretending to calmly suppress the trembling hands due to excitement, opened the cosmetic bag and began to prepare.

The dancer played by An Jing first appeared at a dinner party. She was presented to the emperor as a performance by another country. She appeared in a dazzling red dress. With her charming dancing posture, she immediately attracted the dancer played by Mo Yan. The captives of the enemy country couldn't catch their eyes because of their love for the princess, so they subconsciously took this dancing girl as a substitute for Bai Yueguang.

The make-up artist still wasted a little effort to process the innocent little guy in front of him into the stunner requested by the director.

She used red eyeliner to draw some out at the end of An Jing's eyes, which was similar to the makeup she wore when she debuted on stage, but with this black hair, she looked different at this time, like the ones displayed in a shop window Japanese dolls.Even if he doesn't make an expression, when he squints at people, there is already a hint of charm.

"Xiao Jing."

An Jing turned her head to look at the door, Mo Jian stood there with an unscrupulous smile, leaning lazily against the door frame.

Why does this person look like he has no bones all day long, leaning wherever he goes, without a serious look.

"Don't hold back!" The makeup artist stopped when she saw her coming.

It stands to reason that Mo Yan has her own makeup artist, so she doesn't come here at all. What's the matter, but she can't control so much. As an older star chasing girl, how could she miss such an industry myth like Mo Yan.

However, this god is very willful, he accepts the drama as he pleases, and he has no confidence for several years after taking a break. Even the award ceremony is always received by someone else, even if he is filming in the crew, he does not obediently stay in the hotel arranged by the crew. Every day, no matter how late it was, he took a special car to pick her up and sent her back, thinking that he could see her occasionally during the break, but this person always locked himself in the lounge and did not take a step out.

"Hey, are you my fan?" Mo Yan didn't maintain the so-called mysterious style of persona on the screen at all. He raised his hands and smiled as if saying hello to the blushing makeup artist. What a frivolity.

But Xi Shi was in the eyes of the fans, and the makeup artist thought it was the goddess' way of expressing her kindness to herself. She was so excited, "Yes! I am your fan, maybe, can you give me my autograph!"

The costumer next to her immediately regained her spirits, how could she be left behind for such a thing as signing an autograph, and agreed to be sisters together.

Mo Yan smiled, his eyes were bent, and he seemed to have a good temper, "Coincidentally, I am also a fan."

She raised her finger and pointed at An Jing, "Her."

The holy light of gossip began to emerge from the makeup artist's eyes.

An Jing looked at this person from the reflection of the mirror. She had already changed into a costume, and a long blue dress was wrapped around her body, making her look slim and slender. Although her whole body was tightly wrapped, she always felt that she was from anywhere. Risking a sense of frivolity.

"Don't you guys want my autograph? Then help me to ask if my idol can give me an autograph." Mo Yan hooked the corners of his mouth and wrapped his fingers around the end of the wig, with a flexible posture, "If she agrees, I'll write it to you."

The two immediately looked eagerly at An Jing, who sighed, raised her eyes and saw Mo Yan looking at herself in the reflection of the mirror, and she also stared back.

"How can my signature be worth more than yours, please stop joking."

Mo Yan was happy to see An Jing being forced into a hurry, but she could only bear it because of the situation. She laughed, and reached out to the two of them, "Come on, I'll write for you."

Two star chasing girls went up with notebooks in their hands.

Mo Jian stroked the pen for them a few times, and then said lightly: "I want to chat with An Jing, it shouldn't delay things too much."

The make-up artist who got the benefit quickly said, "Don't delay, don't delay, it's still early, after you guys finished chatting, it's the same if I paint her again."