Song Ran counted the clothes she needed, and then the eldest lady who couldn't pick up her shoulders and couldn't lift her hands was full of clothes on her shoulders, and the small cart she pushed in her hand was also full of clothes, embarrassed.

The driver is a middle-aged greasy man, with fancy kung fu on his lips, never moving more than his hands, watching Song Ran come with difficulty, only lazily leaning on the driver's seat to smoke, and arranging on his lips: "Little girl, you put these clothes in the trunk, count them again, don't leave anything behind, today's protagonist is not easy to mess with." ”

Song Ran carefully counted again and made sure that there was no omission, and then got into the car, and the driver was still there.

Song Ran gritted her teeth, there was a knife on her heart, there was nothing she couldn't bear.

The driver smoked a cigarette, threw the cigarette butt out the window, coughed twice, and then started the car and slowly left.

Song Ran covered his mouth and nose lightly and asked, "Who is the protagonist of this afternoon's performance?"

"Jiang Feng, one of the three pillars of our art troupe. ”

"Oh. Song Ran didn't react too much.

The driver glanced at her: "You can be careful, Jiang Feng is notoriously picky, you should be mentally prepared." ”

Song Ran raised her eyebrows, she has done a good job, so she won't be afraid of others picking on her.

When she transported all the clothes to the backstage and handed them over to others to sort out, it was already more than one o'clock in the afternoon, and Brother Jun called her to go to the canteen to eat lunch together.

Song Ran just dealt with it so casually and ate a little, and Brother Jun instructed: "In the future, you have to act quickly, otherwise you will have to eat cold rice and cold dishes when you come back, you know?"

"Well, I know. ”

Miss Song Er, who is pampered, is really asking for hardship.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Ran was burying her head in sorting out her clothes, there was a commotion behind her, she straightened up, turned her head to look, and the staff on the side whispered: "Sister Feng is here, Sister Feng is here." ”

Song Ran looked towards the entrance of the backstage with a curiosity, and when she was young, a woman of about thirty walked in, dressed in jewelry, a burgundy mink coat, a pure white fox fur scarf was untied, revealing an emerald pendant the size of a palm, and the agate ring on her finger was also of excellent color.

The whole person looked arrogant to the extreme.

Song Ran looked at her carefully and found that the facial features under this woman's heavy makeup were just like that, far worse than her sister.

She stood quietly to the side, without much expression.

Jiang Feng saw Song Ran as soon as he came in, beauties have always looked at beauties with a critical eye, even if Song Ran didn't say a word, he had already been recorded on the blacklist by Jiang Feng.

After all, a young and beautiful girl is a great threat to her.

She threw the fox fur scarf to the side's attendants, and was walked in with the moon held by the stars, and asked with a contemptuous expression: "The woman's ...... Who?"

The attendants on the side hurriedly beckoned to the army: "Army, Sister Feng is asking questions." ”

The army hurriedly said: "It's a dozen miscellaneous little girls." ”

Sister Feng turned around and glanced at Song Ran again: "That appearance, just miscellaneous, isn't it a pity?"

Dajun looked flattering: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a student, maybe the family wants her to come over to exercise, I've observed, it's a little squeamish, maybe I won't be able to endure this hardship in two days and leave." ”

Jiang Feng glanced at Dajun thoughtfully: "Okay, I know." ”

The army breathed a sigh of relief, and was faintly worried, the appearance of the little girl, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape being embarrassed by this Sister Feng.