The backstage is not big, but it is not small, more than 30 single rooms are separated by wooden boards, and the passage in the middle is very narrow, full of messy props. Among them, there are sound rooms, costume rooms, lounges, dressing rooms, etc., and there are more than 20 minutes left before the concert will start, and the staff are in a very hurry, and they knock over a box of mineral water in the aisle, scattered all over the place, and no one to clean it up.

In such a situation, naturally no one paid attention to Liao Xuebing, whether he came to pee or to be a thief.

I pulled a shot of urine to the fullest, but when I got out of the toilet, I couldn't find my way back. Because the sections are densely divided, there are three forks in each aisle, not to mention that it is so messy and dim everywhere. I wanted to find someone to ask, he didn't wear a work badge, and it was not good to be mistaken for a bad guy, so he tried to go to a place with fewer people.

"This door, open it to the outside, right?" Liao Xuebing looked for a long time, twisting the handle to push open a door.

But he soon realized that he was wrong, it was a spacious dressing room, with a dense collection of bottles, brushes, boxes, mirrors, and shelves scattered everywhere, hung with colorful clothes and skirts.

There was a person sitting at the dressing table, looking at her slanted posture and her long hair scattered to one side, this person must be very tired. She said: "I haven't explained it to you, don't bother me before the performance, I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

Liao Xuebing said sorry, and was just about to launch it, when the woman said, "Wait, pour me a glass of water." ”

"Huh, pour water?"

"Hurry up, what's the rambling?" the command in the woman's tone was impossible to refuse.

Seeing that she seemed to be really tired, Liao Xuebing said in his heart: "I have also done the thing of helping the old grandmother cross the road, it is nothing." So he walked over to the water dispenser and filled it with a glass of water and put it on the dressing table.

"It's okay, let's get out. The woman turned around, and when they looked at each other, they froze.

It's a flawless face, with foundation, which makes her face look red and seductive, and her eyelashes are thin and permed, long and curly, and her watery eyes look even more attractive. With bright lip gloss, delicate eyeliner, her face will still be suffocating even after careful makeup.

"Why do you look familiar?"

"Why do you look familiar?"

The two said in unison. They stared at each other with big eyes, and suddenly each took half a step back, Liao Xuebing said: "You turned out to be the brutal woman who drove into the tomato grandma!" The woman said: "It turns out that you are the villain who smashed my Porsche 911 with an axe!"

The girl grabbed the mobile phone, Liao Xuebing held down the woodpecker knife in his pocket, and the two confronted each other for a long time. The girl was thinking: "He crashed into the backstage for no reason, what is the scheme? Should I call the police?" Liao Xuebing thought: "She called the police that day and wanted to arrest me, and she was almost imprisoned for fifteen days, should I poke her a few times to retaliate?"

Someone outside the door shouted, "Light rain!

This...... This girl is Murong Bingyu, the big star of all the people, it's incredible!

That's right, the clothes on her body are brilliant, how energetic and spirited, imagine if she is just a supporting role for dancers, how can she dress more eye-catching than the protagonist? Besides, can ordinary people afford to drive a Porsche 911 that costs millions at every turn, and there are bodyguards with them?

Liao Xuebing was a little nervous, in case this stinky woman made a noise, she couldn't run away, and tens of thousands of fans could drown themselves if they spit on each other. He whispered, "Don't mess around, I didn't mean anything, I just went to the wrong room unintentionally." ”

Murong Bingyu's originally cloudy face suddenly melted, and he shouted outside the door: "It's okay, don't bother me, I know the time." He sneered at Liao Xuebing: "What's the matter, now you know you're scared, right?"

"Yes, I'm so scared, you have a lot of adults, let me live. ”

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Murong Bingyu raised her mobile phone, saw the scratches on it, and suddenly froze, a slap that day left her with more than just pain. She hasn't tasted this humiliation since releasing her first song album.

That day was the first time she came to Zhonghai this year, in order to get rid of the annoying reporters and entourage, she secretly took a bodyguard to sneak outside to hang out, regrettably ran into hooligans, and finally called the police and did not dare to use her real name, for fear of being pestered by reporters.

"Tell me, how can I compensate for my losses, otherwise I just need to scream, and at least a hundred security guards will tie you up to the police station. ”

The stinky rascal said he was afraid, but his eyes were playful, "I have enough time to carve a cross on your delicate face before you call." But I'm not a desperate person, so be it, so I apologize to you. ”

"What?Apologize?" The more Murong Bingyu thought about it, the more angry he became: "Smash my car, and beat me, just apologize?"

"The apology is not sincere enough?" Liao Xuebing originally thought that Murong Bingyu was just a vase, but when he heard from the students, she was also born poor, and later relied on her own efforts to achieve today's achievements, so he said: "If the old lady you drove down that day was replaced by your Murong Bingyu's mother, I don't know how you would feel?"

Murong Bingyu said: "Impossible, how could my mother sell tomatoes." ”

"You should really come into our class and listen to me teach a few Chinese lessons, improve your language skills, you don't even know metaphors. It's just an analogy, you put yourself in their shoes. ”

"You, you're ...... Teacher?!"

"Why, can't the teacher look as energetic as me?—— let me ask you, haven't your mother and you lived a hard life?"

This said to Murong Bingyu's heart, she lived a pampered life after gaining fame and fortune, and she was about to forget her roots, but after Lao Liao mentioned it, yesterday's scene is vivid, when she was thirteen years old, in order to water the vegetable field at home, her shoulders were swollen, and when she was fourteen years old, in order to save a few yuan to buy a sheet music, she hadn't eaten a piece of meat for three months...... When she was 19 years old, she spent hundreds of thousands of packages to invite a chef from Paris to eat a pizza made by a world-class chef, and at the age of 20, she bought a luxury villa with a swimming pool and a cinema just to live in Xiangshan City for half a month.

…… Have I forgotten my pursuits? Have I been carried away by my concern for material conditions?

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