In the dressing room, which looks a little simple, the staff walks back and forth, and several actors go their separate ways and put on makeup in an orderly manner. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In front of the dressing table closest to the door, a short-haired girl in a red and white sweatshirt sat sideways, her eyes closed, her head tilted slightly, and she quietly let the fashionably dressed man standing in front of her, with half a pound of domoss on her head, smear and paint on her face.

"Oh, look at your little skin!" After the man finished the last stroke on the girl's face, he withdrew the claw that pinched the eyebrow pencil and pinched the orchid finger, he twisted and tilted his head, looked at it with satisfaction for a long time, and the other paw stretched out and stroked the girl's delicate face. "If you want me to say, if it weren't for the reason for considering the lighting, I would have no problem looking at no makeup!"

The girl's closed eyes opened suddenly, and two sharp cold lights approached the man, and the corner of her left mouth was raised upwards and then opened, adding a bit of evil aura to her. The man was so frightened that he took half a step back, crossed his hands to cover his violently undulating chest, and gasped for breath, "Oh hey, it's scared of people's hearts!" ”

Your sister, you dare to take advantage of this young master, don't you want it! I'll it, this thing...... Which truth stipulates that Mao makeup artists are all this kind of sissy, I'm surprised, isn't there a normal person to do this? Forget it, young master, I don't bother with you, who made the young master a good young man who remembers the eight honors and eight shames and loves the disabled!

"Is there one?" Young Master, I flickered my long eyelashes, my eyes bent, revealing a sweet smile, and the whole person immediately became well-behaved, "I'm sorry, Qianli didn't mean to scare you, don't you want to be angry with Qianli, okay?" ”

At this time, Sugiyama Jing, who was wearing a dark suit that did not fit well, ran sweaty, and rushed in from the door with a snort.

He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, and just as he wanted to speak after his breath subsided, he was looked at by Young Master Ben, who was pretending to be a fool, and threw it over with a cold face, instantly blocking his mouth. The guy opened his mouth several times, but finally didn't dare to really interject, so he could only stand aside without embarrassment and watch me and the makeup artist continue to chat.

"I'm mad at you! Dislike! I'm not that stingy. The sissy mouth was pursed high, her chin hooked, she glanced at Young Master Ben with the whites of her eyes, pinched the little paws of the orchid fingers, and slammed my upper arm, "But your expression can become fast enough!" I think you're a little one, just right for this line of food. ”

"Thank you for the compliment," I bit my little tooth on my lower lip, and as soon as my somewhat upward gaze swept over him, I immediately lowered my head shyly. "I'll work harder in the future!"

Alas, I'm going, you're getting too hard, aren't you?! Ya Niangcheng is such a virtue, did your parents make it? Look at the goosebumps on my body, if I hadn't bitten my lip desperately, the young master would have almost contributed all the sushi I ate last night again! It's obviously a soft sissy, what's the name Mars? Don't you want to flaunt your identity as a guest from Mars like this! Grave light!

"Tut-tut, this is still embarrassing," the sissy hooked my chin with his orchid fingers, and threw me a knife in the eye very charmingly, and the face was shaved and smiling like a chrysanthemum, "This is not praising you, I Mars has always only told the truth." ”

Bah, you dead ladyboy, how can you write it without making dead words! actually came to take advantage of this young master again, don't chop your claws and stew pig's trotter soup, young master, I will change my surname to Wu in the future!

Just as my brain hole was getting bigger and bigger, and I was about to chop the claws of this product to stew soup, Sugiyama Jing licked his lips anxiously, leaned slightly between me and Mars, and whispered hesitantly, "Ahh......h

"What's the matter?" was interjected by this thing, and the young master, I was full of anger, and it sprayed directly on his body. The delicate little narrow face, distorted like a crow tengu, and the eyes that radiated flames were like sharp swords, straight into the eyes of these two goods, so frightened that he took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

Damn hairy boy, you say, what the hell are you for? It doesn't even matter if you can't drive the car, you can't pick up Master Ben at home in the morning, just say that you will gather at the filming location, you dare to be late for me?! Now that I can't even find the right time to interject, what kind of agent is there? If you want a dog, at least it will sell a cute in due time, but you can't even find the right time to wag your tail!

"Ahh Mars's hands clenched into fists under his cheeks, and as his steel-haired head shook back and forth, he stomped his feet with a non-obsessive face, and his was so overwhelmed that he almost drooled. "I hate it, why are even murderers so cute, people can't stand it!"

Young Master, I couldn't stand this terrifying stimulation anymore, hugged my shoulders and shivered violently, the corners of my mouth twitched a few times, I couldn't maintain my aura anymore, I subconsciously moved my body back, and motioned for this thing to look at the door, "Mars, Fukuyama-san has arrived, don't you still want to put makeup on him?" ”

"Okay, okay, just don't bother you, and you still drive people away!" Mars stretched out the orchid and pointed at the nose of the young master, raised his head arrogantly, and turned around to pounce on Masaharu Fukuyama with a swaying posture, "Alas, Professor Yukawa, you are so handsome today!" People are almost smitten by you! ”

Young Master, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, tried to ignore the complaining gaze that Mars threw out of the air, and politely saluted Masaharu Fukuyama, without glancing at Sugiyama Jingjing, and asked with disgust, "Sugiyama-san, I have already solved the matter of the crew by myself, do you have anything else to say?" ”

"That ......" Sugiyama Jing got up from the ground with a decrepit look, he bit his lip hard, didn't pay attention to the dust, lowered his head weakly, and after secretly glancing at me, he stumbled and said, "I ...... No, no, no, it's Mr. Akimoto, yes, it's Mr. Akimoto......"

Masaharu Fukuyama is too flattering to laugh, isn't it? And his eyes kept staring at the dressing table of Young Master Ben, could it be...... Young Master, I quickly picked up the paper bag on the table, stared at the eyes of the goods, and shook my hand tentatively from side to side. I saw that the pupils of the goods were condensed, and his eyes swayed back and forth with the paper bag in my hand, and he smiled at me a little embarrassed.

Realizing that Young Master Ben's attention was not on him at all, Sugiyama Kei's expression couldn't help but relax a little, but the words he said were still one sentence after another," Mr. Akimoto said...... Say...... Teacher Xia said...... Say you ......"

Young Master, I grabbed the paper bag in one hand, stood up from the chair, patted him on the shoulder with the other hand, and walked briskly past Sugiyama Jing's side, "You think about it first, whether Mr. Akimoto said it, or Mr. Xia said it, and then come and tell me!" ”

"Actually, Mr. Akimoto said, he said that Mr. Xia said...... "Sugiyama scenery that I repeated again and again, and found that I couldn't figure it out, and I grabbed the back of my head with a blank face, and started stupidly, "Alas...... Who the hell said that......"

"Here, Fukuyama-san," I walked up to Masaharu Fukuyama, nodded politely at Mars, reached out and took out the red bean buns in the paper bag, and generously stuffed them into Masaharu Fukuyama's hand, then folded the paper bag a few times and carefully put it into the pocket of his pants. "Our old rule, the red bean buns belong to you, and the paper bags are left to me."

Masaharu Fukuyama glanced at the red bean bun in his hand, revealing a look of crying and laughing, "Actually, I didn't want ......"

This thing is really enough to save face, just now you didn't even blink your eyes, staring at Young Master Ben's red bean buns without moving, and now you actually say that you don't want anything? Are you young master, am I dementia, hey!

"You're welcome, we're all so familiar, it's okay to ask you for a red bean bun!" Young Master, I raised my little head proudly and patted my flat chest heroically, "What's more, I'm also a person who makes money, and I can still afford red bean buns!" ”

“…… Thank you then," Masaharu Fukuyama smiled and shook his head, his gaze at me became much more casual than before, and he raised the red bean bun in his hand, "Then I'll treat you to curry!" ”

Young Master Ben's smile immediately froze, and after glancing at him in disgust, he hurriedly threw down a sentence, turned around and left without looking back, "Such terrible food, you might as well keep it for yourself!" I'll go to the filming location to prepare first, please forgive me for retiring first! ”

Although he saw my face change, Masaharu Fukuyama was surprisingly lifeless, and instead his sword eyebrows stretched to the sides, revealing an interested smile, "The curry is delicious, it's a pity if you don't eat it!" ”

Young Master, I waved my hand behind me casually, leaving the self-entangled Sugiyama Jing, the pampering smile of Masaharu Fukuyama, and the Mars who was repeatedly ignored, stomped on the three-inch little golden lotus, and pouted so much that he could tie the head of the donkey, "Xiao Qianli, your wig!" ”

Young Master Ben, who had just opened the door, turned his body to look at Mars, and caught the wig he threw by chance, "Okay, thank you, Mars." ”

Grabbing the wig with one hand without care, the young master and I yawned and turned my head back. Who knows, before the young master finished my yawn, he closed his bloody mouth, and a clenched fist passed through the door and went straight to the young master's chest. I didn't even have time to retreat or dodge before that fist hit me on the shoulder, but fortunately it was not very strong, so I was spared the tragic fate of the young master who vomited blood.

"Ahh The fist was taken back, the owner of the fist was a glasses lady in her twenties, she had straight black hair, her face was hard and distinct, as if carved out of a carving knife, and the thin-edged black-rimmed glasses were stuck on the nose, covering the eyes that revealed the seriousness, and she was obviously not good at communicating with people. She opened her mouth in surprise, and after being slightly stunned for half a second, she took a step back and bowed respectfully, "I'm sorry!" I was distracted, and I didn't realize that you had opened the door. ”

"It's okay, you don't have to care." Young Master, I wrapped my arms back a few times, shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly, an innocent sweet smile hooked up at the corner of my mouth, and bowed respectfully, "I think, you must be senior Shiba Saki!" Hello Shibasaki-senpai, I'm Chisato Wakai who starred in Yajima Akiho, so please take care of me! ”

"Huh?" When Shiba Saki heard my name, he was obviously stunned for a moment, but he soon showed a gentle smile and replied to me very seriously, "Wakai-san, please take care of me too!" ”

After a casual polite greeting, the young master said goodbye to Shiba Saku, who was suspicious, shook the wig set in his hand back and forth, and ran to the shooting scene happily.

"Fukuyama-san, who is this girl?" Shibasaki glanced at my back, then walked over to Masaharu Fukuyama and sat down, and asked with a slightly restrained face, "I don't seem to have heard her name before, is she a newcomer?" ”

"That's right, my little Qianli is a newcomer!" Mars, who was helping Masaharu Fukuyama with his hair, couldn't help but stop what he was doing after hearing Shibasaki's question, and smiled with honor, "But she's not one of those newcomers who can't get on the stage!" ”

"Don't worry, Shibasaki-san," Masaharu Fukuyama looked at Shibasaki through the makeup mirror and nodded at her soothingly, "I was on the scene when she auditioned, and that kid's acting skills are really fine, and besides, he doesn't seem to be a nervous person." ”

"Ah...... Oh! Shiba Saki's face was still a little worried, but he didn't continue to dwell on this issue, but secretly decided that if he really couldn't do it, he would help the sweet-smiling child.

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