The scorching sun is scorching, and it is particularly large.

Cha Ling raised her eyes to look at the sun, feeling extremely dazzling, she stretched out her hand to block it, trying to avoid such light, but the sunlight was not as hot as she wanted, so unkind.

Bowing her head and walking to the other side, Cha Ling's hand holding the backpack bag was slowly tightening.

She didn't know if her choice to come to Crab Island this time was right or wrong, but in the end, she still came.

"You are the Cha Ling introduced by the eldest lady?" The staff of the recruitment department looked at her and hesitated.

"Yes, it's me." The girl looks very immature, and her face is not powdered, but at first glance she is also a beauty.

"But we're going to shoot this show for months, and you're still a student, right? Got time? The other party paused and said, "Are you sure you're a makeup artist?" ”

Cha Ling sighed, she knew it would be like this.

"I'm going to be there for a while, and I'll leave when school starts."

"That's it......" The other party was still a little unhappy, but because of Ma Xinyu's order, he couldn't help but agree.

"I'm going to arrive before six o'clock in the afternoon on July 13th, bring my own makeup case, oh yes, Gu Xiang is your makeup team leader."

Cha Ling said yes.

When she returned to her room, she threw herself on the bed and fell asleep after settling into the problem of food and clothing.

"Sun and moon, summer and winter, the change is endless, the grass and the wood, the prosperity and the decline, ask the beauty is still -" The bell rang suddenly, waking Cha Ling up.

She slowly opened her eyes, and found that it was pitch black around her, and she didn't see half of the light.

She didn't rush to answer the phone, but touched the side with her hand, and with a "click", the white light illuminated the room.

Cha Ling put the back of her hand on her eyes, squinted her eyes, and adjusted to the light that appeared, and then went to answer the second call.

"Hello?" The always sweet and gentle tone has become hoarse due to a long lack of water.

"Just up?" The other party didn't blame her for not answering the phone in time, and Su Su's son-in-law voice also had a hint of chuckle.

She stretched, hummed, and drank another glass of water to moisten her throat: "I went to work as a makeup artist in "Tomorrow's Son". ”

Hearing this, the young man was a little surprised: "What's the matter?" You're not...... Social phobia? ”

Cha Ling paused and chuckled: "What's the matter?" I don't know, but my parents have compared me to you since I was a child, and I'm annoyed to death. ”

There was silence for a while, and then he slowed down before he spoke: "Cha Ling... Didn't you say before that multiple friends have many paths, and fewer friends don't have to take a fork in the road? Actually, you don't have to push yourself like that. ”

"Qianxi, but I don't want to go on like this."

Yi Yang Qianxi was slightly stunned, and said after a while: "Then why don't you be an assistant by my side?" You yourself face so many people you don't know...... "What if something happens?"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of myself." She didn't answer his question directly, she didn't have the confidence, before this, she couldn't control her liking for Qianxi, but she wanted to be recognized by everyone and stand beside him in a dignified manner.

So I wanted to use Bai Fumei's friend to become a makeup artist to learn about the trivial things of the artist behind the stage, and see where she could be to watch the teenager she liked.

Although Yi Yang Qianxi didn't know her intentions, as long as it was what she wanted, he would give it.

He pursed his lips and thought for a moment, "When I was a makeup artist, I had to send me messages every day. ”

"Okay." The girl's voice was as clear as a spring breeze.

After hanging up the phone, Cha Ling raised her eyes to look out the window.

The night sky is quiet and the moonlight is excellent.

At the same time, Yi Yang Qianxi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands in his pockets for a long time before turning around and walking out of the room.