The powder room was in a remote corner of the courtyard, with two doors hidden, and the light shining in from the mullioned windows fell on the brown-red carpet.

The whole room is gilded with a hazy gold, and it looks warm.

But Jing was not warm, Fan Yao didn't expect Zhao Ruotong to tear her face directly, and her gaze involuntarily moved towards Zhao Ruotong's neck.

She should have gone to Wei Zifan again yesterday...... Did anything really happen between them...... Why didn't Wei Zifan contact him all the time......

Confused, Fan Yao ignored Zhao Ruotong's words and sat down.

But the tree wants to be quiet, the wind does not stop, Zhao Ruotong noticed Fan Yao's gaze, and suddenly chuckled, and the anger on his face changed into a fearless smile.

She deliberately pulled her neck and leaned back in her chair delicately, her tone revealing a sense of exhaustion.

"I was overly emotional just now, in fact, it's a good thing to think about it, I haven't rested well when I go back these days, and I can be more relaxed with fewer scenes, Fan Yao, thank you......"

How could Fan Yao not hear what she said, but what could she do?

Maybe it's really as Zhao Ruotong wants to express, maybe they're really together.

Zhao Ruotong's gaze was extremely aggressive, patrolling back and forth on Fan Yao, "Why don't you speak?

Fan Yao obediently turned around with the makeup artist's movements, she looked at herself in the makeup mirror, and said lightly, cherishing words like gold, "It's not what it used to be." ”

Zhao Ruotong was stunned for a moment, and muttered this sentence, "Yes, it's not what it used to be......" She seemed to remember something, she never wanted to remember that distant and dark day.

So she wants to be strong and send all those who trampled on her and her brother to hell.

Fan Yao glanced at Zhao Ruotong, who was still fighting-for-tat just now, and now agrees with her words, she is worthy of being a movie queen, and she can change her face in an instant.

"Fan Yao, it's good if you weren't there......" Zhao Ruotong suddenly popped out of such a sentence, which made Fan Yao very puzzled.

Bang –

There was a sound of the door closing, Fan Yao followed the prestige, and saw Han Yang standing at the door in a daze and looking into the distance, and the figure of Zhao Ruotong beside him had long disappeared.

"Who messed with her?" Han Yang glanced at Zhao Ruotong's back and walked into the house.

Fan Yao raised her eyebrows and didn't speak, it must be herself, otherwise there could be anyone.

"By the way, Yaoyao, the director asked me to call you, saying that the protagonist has changed, and the script has to be pushed again, if you do a good job of makeup, let's go over. ”

Fan Yao nodded, picked up the lipstick on the table, applied it casually, and then took Han Yang out.

Because I was afraid that the props in the house would be damaged, the announcement of the change of the script was carried out in the open space in the middle of the compound.

When Fan Yao came, the benches in the courtyard were still empty, and Bi Sheng was very happy to see her, and hurriedly beckoned her to sit in front of him.

"Now netizens have a high demand for you, and your acting skills have also been recognized to a certain extent, so you must continue to work hard and don't drop the chain. ”

Fan Yao nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, director, I will definitely live up to your hard work and everyone's expectations of me." ”

A breeze helped the snowflakes on the eaves, Fan Yao stretched out her hand to catch it, she seemed to have just woken up from a hibernation dream, only to realize that the season had already entered spring.

The melted snow water was left behind from the rain chain, and the scene was beautiful.

The actors slowly arrived and sat down in turn, and Zhao Ruotong also stepped down from the RV and sat next to Fan Yao.

"This is our new script, Su Mo is the protagonist, I have already issued a statement yesterday for the specific reason, I think everyone knows it, I won't shoot it this afternoon, and I will re-read the script. ”

The director picked up a stack of new scripts and handed them out to everyone below, instructing as he sent them.

Fan Yao picked up the heavy script in his hand and looked at it a few times, then grabbed it fiercely.

She finally climbed all the way up, and now she wants her to be a green leaf to set off the red flowers, which is impossible!

She secretly took out her phone and anonymously sent a photo of the group performance to her.

The company clearly stipulates that artists are not allowed to fall in love during the promotion period, Zhao Ruotong smiled evilly, she seemed to see Fan Yao when she was hidden in the snow.

At that time, she will still be the heroine of this drama, and with the heat, she will be able to become popular all over the country......

Fan Yao was holding a colored marker pen and scribbling her lines, and Han Yang next to her was already stunned when she watched her go down one by one.

"It's more than doubled! I'm tired this time. ”

The lines were painted in different colors, Fan Yao smiled happily, she didn't dare to boast of being a thousand miles, but Bi Sheng must be a good Bole.

Thanks to Wei Zifan, who introduced her to Huasheng as an artist, she was able to get such good resources.

But next, what should be done between him and Wei Zifan......

Fan Yao rubbed her head, her eyes hurt, so she put down the script and wanted to go out to relax, but as soon as she opened the door, all the stars in the sky were reflected in her eyes.

The day's reading ended like this, Han Yang was going to find her boyfriend, so she left a little early, and Fan Yao dragged her tired body back alone.

She had never felt that this road was so long, although it was flat, but it was really lonely, especially when the night was dark, and she had to fill in a little more desolation.

Fan Yao walked and walked, and when he was about to arrive at the door of Han Yang's house, he saw a tall figure standing under the street lamp in front of him.

Her breathing and footsteps slowly grew heavier and her speed slowed.

The person in front turned around little by little, and the face that made Fan Yao worry day and night appeared in front of her, her feet were like being poured lead, and she couldn't move.

The dim light came down from above, Fan Yao didn't even dare to breathe too loudly, the man slowly turned his head, his facial features were clear, Fan Yao looked at it, and it was indeed Wei Zifan.

At this moment, there was a little less tenderness in his eyes and a little more anger, "Why haven't you gone home these days?"

"Home, where is home, whose home?" Fan Yao's tears poured out uncontrollably.

Wei Zifan's eyes darkened, and he viciously squeezed out a few words from between his lips and teeth, "What do you mean Fan Yao!?"

"Wei Zifan, I should ask you this sentence, right?" Fan Yao's eyes were scarlet, and tears rolled in her eyes.

A chilly evening breeze blew, and she slowly retracted her hand back into her sleeve, but she still had to shiver.