On Wednesday morning, the sky was foggy and drizzling, and Beijing's dry climate improved significantly.

"Little dream! paper courier to me. ”

"What are you playing? Why is it all blood?"

"Nosebleeds are like fountains, bring me some more paper. ”

"How's it going? ”

"It's wet, it shouldn't be. ”

Weisheng Xiaomeng helped Wanxing, walked out of the bathroom, and sat on the sofa.

"No!" Following the blood stains on the ground, the little dream entered the bedroom, "Wanxing!

"It's too dry, so it's itchy, so I dig it. Wan Xing tilted his head and changed his tissue, "Xiaomeng, don't clean it up, I'll get it later." ”

"The sheets, pillowcases, and your clothes, need to be washed immediately. Weisheng Xiaomeng took a clean uniform and put it on the coffee table, "Wait until your bleeding stops and change." ”

"You bring me another roll of paper, and I'll take it." "The paper towel is rolled, made into a small stick, the nostrils are blocked, the nose is wrinkled, the paper does not fall off, and Wanxing ventilates the clothes.

Weisheng Xiaomeng took the change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong......" The doorbell rang.

"Who?" fastened the button and stepped forward to open the door.

Outside the door, there were seven or eight women standing, and they are also pulling a few large suitcases.

On one side of the door, there was a row of wet shoes, and they wore uniform slippers on their feet.

"Hello, you are Xiaomeng's brother, I am Xiaomeng's agent, my name is Wu Jing. Wu Jing handed over the business card, "Excuse me, do we have a little dream?"

Wan Xing took the business card and hurriedly greeted, "Agent, please come inside." ”

"Hello, I'm Xiaomeng's makeup artist, and my name is Sisi. Si Si followed the assistant and pulled the box into the house.

"Hello brother, I'm in charge of Xiaomeng's styling, you can call me the only one. Li Weiwei followed the assistant and pulled the box into the house.

"I'm Xiaomeng's assistant, Qiqi. "The little Qiqi, carrying a big backpack, pulled two boxes into the house.

"Driver and bodyguard, Zhao Taohua. Zhao Taohua was dressed in a black suit, and after introducing herself, she closed the door and guarded the door.

Wu Jing sat at the kitchen bar and took out a few laptops and tablets, not knowing what he was fiddling with.

In the corner of the living room, the hanger was quickly erected, the clothes were hung one by one, and the assistant ironed the corners of the clothes.

The coffee table was vacated by the assistant, the cosmetics were put on the table, and the secretary took out a large picture and hung it on the TV.

"Brother Xiaomeng, do we have any taboos in Xiaomeng, and what are the allergens?" Qiqi took the small notebook and asked Wanxing.

These busy women seem to be demolishing their homes.

Wan Xing looked at Qiqi suspiciously, "Why are you asking this?"

Qiqi pushed down the frame of the mirror with a serious expression, "I need to know everything about Xiaomeng, especially these details of life." It is convenient to avoid unnecessary things in future work. Excuse me, can you be as detailed as possible?"

Wan Xing glanced at his watch, he was about to be late, "But, I'm almost late for work." ”

"Then let's add a WeChat first, and when you have time, we will be in touch." Qiqi took out his mobile phone and added Wanxing's WeChat, "When you have time, remember to reply to me." ”

Qiqi sent Wanxing to the door, "Sister Zhao, I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

Zhao Taohua nodded and opened the door, "Please here." ”

Sent Wanxing into the elevator and looked at him with a half-bow, "Go slowly." ”

The elevator fell slowly, Wan Xing held his mobile phone in his hand, and Qiqi sent a WeChat message, "When it's convenient for you, take the initiative to contact me." ”

"Am I being blasted out?" raised his head in a daze, only to feel a slight chill in the middle of the person, Wan Xing hurriedly covered his nose, "I haven't taken the paper yet!"

When the elevator reached the first floor, Wan Xing covered his nose and rushed out.

In the bathroom, the washing machine was running, and Xiaomeng yawned and walked out of the bedroom.

Si Si stepped forward and pulled her and put on the mask, "Xiaomeng, let's put on a mask first." ”。

"Huh?" was pulled to the chair, and looked at them in surprise, "Why are you all here?"

"We're a team, and of course we've got to come. Li Weiwei took the boots, "Xiaomeng, try the shoes, I will confirm the length of the boot one last time." ”

Qiqi carried the incubator and set up a small table, "Mr. Di specially explained that these breakfasts should be eaten." ”

Wu Jing came over with the tablet, "There are still two hours, everyone hurry up, I'll go next door to see Mr. Di." ”

The flat panel is placed on the TV stand and counts down to two hours......

Si Si picked up the hairnet and combed Weisheng Xiaomeng's hair, "Assistant, first trim Xiaomeng's nails, and then paste the nail piece ......"

The assistant knelt on the ground, "Little dream, hands." ”

Weisheng Xiaomeng handed his hand over, "I'm sorry for you." ”

"Little dream, open your mouth. Qiqi took the xiaolongbao and sent it over.

"Thank you. Xiaosheng Xiaomeng hurriedly opened his mouth.

Li Weiwei took the wig of the moon hare, "Si Si, do you see this bangs? Do you need me to remove some of them?"

"Put it on and take a look. Si Si took the wig and put it on the head of the little dream, "Skillful one, you can do it." ”

"Little dream, red date porridge, open your mouth. Qiqi scooped a spoonful of porridge and sent it to Weisheng Xiaomeng's mouth.

The assistant held the razor, "Sister Si, do you still need to scrape?"

Si Si hurriedly squatted down and looked at Weisheng Xiaomeng's legs, "Look at our Xiaomeng's legs, there is almost no leg hair." ”

The assistant asked softly, "Sister Sisi, are we still scraping?"

"This thin skin and tender flesh are being scraped. Si Si took a piece of pink blush, "Brush all the joints, and don't forget to set the makeup at the end." ”

"Okay. "Put down the razor, take out the brush, put it on your knee, and brush the blush.

Like a living puppet, the little dream was controlled on the chair, cooperating with the work of several people.

Through the window of the living room, the terrace is equally busy.

"Mr. Di, when you make movements, you must be smaller, and it will not be good if your armpits explode. ”

"Mr. Di, you raise your feet and put on your shoes. ”

"Mr. Di, we have to change our lipstick. ”

Di Daling sat on the fitness equipment, the tablet in his hand, playing Sailor Moon, "I hope that there will only be a field guard next to the moon hare today." ”

"Mr. Di, I was just about to talk to you about this. Wu Jing handed over the tablet in his hand, "This is the Weibo posted by Fuyun today, and Xiao Ling has never been contacted." ”

Fuyun's latest Weibo wrote, "To meet your wishes, today I am a night dress mask, please look forward to it~"

Attached below is a selfie with finished makeup, and a photo of the outfit.

In just one minute, the number of Weibo comments broke 10,000.