When Yan Hui woke up, she only felt that her eyes and throat hurt terribly, and she reached out to touch her eyelids, but found that her eyes were swollen like peaches, obviously swollen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

She secretly laughed at herself in her heart, this is a fever, and she is still holding on to the sequelae of filming in the water for three hours.

That's right, Yan Hui is an actor.

Speaking of the name "Yan Hui", she is also a well-known figure in the entertainment industry, not to mention anything else, in the entertainment section of this newspaper, she Yan Hui occupies the headlines from time to time.

It's a pity that she Yan Hui is not a diva or a movie queen, she is ashamed, although she is an actor, but when people hear her name, they must not think of her acting skills.

It's also strange to say, Yan Hui seems to be born with a trouble-causing physique, especially with those popular fried chicken, small fresh meat, and even national idols, Yan Hui can always pull out something different whenever he meets them.

Usually we call these things "scandals"! "Hype"!

But Yan Hui has encountered these things more often.

As a modern person with red roots, Yan Hui rarely goes online, just because the worst one who is scolded on Facebook every day must be her.

Thinking of this, Yan Hui sighed, there is a way that blessings are not double, and disasters are not one-way.

This time, she was even more unlucky.

It's just looking at the little fresh meat who was filming with him, he always looked at himself secretly blushing, and he couldn't hold back his bad taste for a while, and teased him a few words.

Who would have thought that little fresh meat had a backstage.

This time, he picked up a tiger whisker, especially since he was still "famous".

The backstage was unhappy, and he hung Weiya for three hours in a row to shoot a martial arts drama of fighting in the lake, this is an iron man who can't stand it, no, he fainted accidentally.

Yan Hui was still secretly glad that he was lying there, no matter what, he was finally able to lie down and rest for a while.

Yan Hui was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard a sobbing sound coming from outside the door, listening to the voice, it was like his own little assistant.

There is a way to hate the house and the house, and the second worst thing to be scolded on Facebook is his little assistant, that unpleasant words, it is simply hard to hear the level, scolding people without dirty words, and it makes people grind their teeth.

Yan Hui lay there and secretly wondered, could it be that the "black powder" on Facebook has been upgraded again?

Why are all these tears falling?

It seems that I have to raise the salary of my little assistant, and I have been affected mentally by myself, so I will give more material compensation.

Why don't you just give her a vacation and let her go out for a good break?

Yan Hui was thinking about it when he heard the sobbing outside the door stop.

Lychee wiped away her tears, and then pushed the door open.

The young lady was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, looking like she was obviously not awake, she put the medicine bowl in her hand on the small table next to the bed, and then reached out to support Yan Hui who was lying down.

The young lady lying on the bed was thin and small, and she was widowed at the age of less than fifteen, what should she do in the future?

Knowing this, it is better not to come to Kyoto, even if the old lady is in charge of Tanglin and promises to a petty official who is not in the grade, it is better than now.

Thinking of this, Lychee couldn't help but shed tears, she leaned Yan Hui on her shoulder, hugged Yan Hui with one hand, and went to take the medicine bowl with the other hand.

The smell of Chinese medicine on his face made Yan Hui frown, although the treatment effect of Chinese medicine is better, but he can't bear its bitterness, especially his silent little assistant, who also feeds himself in small sips, I don't know if I have to drink Chinese medicine in one go!

"You can just leave it alone, wait a while and it will get cold, I'll drink it myself."

Yan Hui suddenly spoke, obviously startling Lychee.

"Miss, are you awake?" Lychee wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and smiled and stuffed a soft pillow behind Yan Hui.

Yan Hui: !!

"Miss?"

What the hell is this title?

Could it be that the director gave his little assistant a small role? But the martial arts movie she obviously made, she opened her mouth and closed her mouth to be a "young heroine", and this "young lady" will be on the scene as soon as she hears it, okay.

"Lychee," Yan Hui shouted to his little assistant, "Are you talking to the right lines?" ”

"Miss, what is the "line"? Is it a new word you've been filling in lately? ”

Somehow, Yan Hui was a little panicked in his heart.

"Lychee, your boss, it's okay for me to memorize the lines, I really haven't touched this poem except for "Three Hundred Tang Poems".

Lychee sat beside Yan Hui and picked up the medicine bowl again, "What Miss said, you are a famous talented woman in Tanglin, not to mention a poem, you also have it when you give hundreds of poems a day." ”

When Yan Hui heard this, his heart jumped.

She held the medicine bowl handed over by Lychee and drank it directly.

This arrogance, the lychee was shocked.

"Miss, you are most afraid of taking medicine on weekdays, why are you ...... today?"

Yan Hui waved his hand to interrupt Lychee's words, "Don't gossip, bring me the mirror!" ”

"Yes, the slave and maid will fetch it."

Lychee opened the window to make the room brighter, and then knelt down in front of Yan Hui in front of the bed with the rhombic glasses.

"Miss, the mirror has been fetched."

Yan recalled that she couldn't wear shoes, so she walked out of bed barefoot.

There was one thing she was anxious to prove, but she only hoped it was all fake.

The diamond flower mirror is delicately carved and shining in the sun, but the Yan Hui standing in front of the mirror is like falling into the ice cellar! His fingers clenched the corners of his clothes, trying to restrain his emotions that were about to go berserk.

Yan looked back at the lychee kneeling on the ground, obviously with the same face, but now it seems that they are two completely different temperaments.

"I just called you Lychee, why did you agree?"

Lychee smiled, as if remembering the past.

"Miss, you forgot, on the day the slave maid was taken to see you by the lady, you were writing "Lychee Fu", so when the lady asked you to give the name, you gave the slave and maid the word "lychee". ”

It turned out that this was the case, Yan Hui lowered his head and looked at his bare feet, because his little assistant loved lychees, and his skin was thin, and he was very easy to blush and shy, so he gave her the nickname "Lychee".

Unexpectedly, the two not only look similar, but even the origin of the name is similar.

Yan Hui didn't speak, Lychee, who was kneeling on the ground, quietly looked up at Yan Hui, Miss is so strange, the first thing she woke up today was not to write a poem, but to look in the mirror.

Alas~

Lychee sighed in her heart, it seems that the news of the general's death is too big a blow to the young lady.

"Miss, it's cold on the ground, and you're still sick, so it's better to wait for the slave maid to put on your shoes and then come to your mirror to make up."

"No need, you go down......"

"Miss, is it really not? Today......"

"Go down, remember to close the door."

Lychee couldn't, so she could only put down the rhombic glasses and retreat.

As soon as the door was closed, Yan Hui flew to the dresser, opened the box on the dresser, and filled the box with fine beads, hostas, bracelets and earrings.

Yan Hui picked up a jade bracelet and put it in front of her eyes to look at it carefully, although her eyes were swollen and there was only one slit left, but the heavy touch, the cold touch, and even the transparent white jade, all proved that this bracelet was real.

"It's true."

Yan Hui sat in front of the dresser, and an unfamiliar face was clearly reflected in the rhombic mirror.

Bent and thin eyebrows, Xiuxiu has a straight nose, cheeks like white jade, and pink lips, this is simply the standard configuration of "green tea", the eternal second female in the TV series.

It has its own "offensive energy" (fox spirit) appearance that is pleasing to the eye.

The face can be covered up with makeup, and the realism of the props can also be counted as a director's requirement, but this figure can't be faked no matter what.

Yan Hui pulled open his collar and looked at his flat chest, this is not even a poached egg, it is going to make trouble!

Yan Hui collapsed back on the bed.

So, I'm wearing it?

Yan Hui is no stranger to crossing, I think it was because she made a movie about crossing, that she made a name for herself in the film and television industry.

Yan Hui remembers clearly that all the morning, noon and evening newspapers at that time published stills of her Yan Hui, but the title was a bit eye-catching.

"A director divorced in a high-profile manner, just because he loves the actress in the play? 》