The tips of Shen Shiyu's fingers were cut by the eyebrow razor.

A stream of red blood slowly flowed down the wound.

Shen Jianing hurriedly asked, "What's the rumor?" ”

"It's okay, hang up first."

Dudutu, without saying a rough idea, Shen Shiyu hung up the phone.

Shen Jianing looked at the phone screen, her face sank, and she always felt that Shen Shiyu had become inexplicably popular recently.

Without hard work, she herself has no talent at all, and she can't see any highlights in Shen Shiyu, so she is strangely popular. Suddenly, the number of fans skyrocketed, and they were valued by the brokerage company, and various film appointments and advertisements continued, and big names naturally followed suit.

She plays a big name, and fans still hold her and say that she is real and has personality.

Shen Jianing felt that the third sister was abnormal.

And there is a strong premonition - Shen Shiyu will be cold soon!

Let's look at Shen Shiyu's side again.

TV backstage dressing room.

In front of the dressing table, I don't know who put the eyebrow razor under a piece of facial tissue, and just now she was about to take the facial tissue, but she grabbed it on the eyebrow razor.

The tips of the fingers were bleeding.

"Cut!" Shen Shiyu shouted angrily: "Which one is blind?" Put the eyebrow razor under the tissue and try to kill me? ”

The newly replaced assistant hurriedly ran over, "What's wrong, Miss Shen?" ”

"What's wrong with you! Look at my fingers! Shen Shiyu raised the tip of her cut finger to show the assistant, while reprimanding, "Did you put the eyebrow razor under the tissue?" It hurts me! Hiss! Hiss! Cut me! ”

The little assistant hurriedly turned around to get a band-aid and apologized, "I'm sorry Miss Shen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Right next to Shen Shiyu's legs, the little ghost was naughtily bouncing around her, fanning the flames again, "Hit her, master, beat her!" She's cut your fingers, and you're not going to hit her yet. ”

Talking, let's click, click.

The little assistant found a band-aid and returned to Shen Shiyu, his waist arched like a shrimp, and he apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry Miss Shen, but I didn't check it well and didn't guarantee your safety." ”

"Did you put it?" Shen Shiyu stretched out her hand and snorted angrily, like she wanted to eat people, "How can I be on the show after my hand is cut for a while, it hurts!" ”

"It should be the makeup artist who forgot the eyebrow razor there...... The little assistant had already prepared a band-aid, reached out to hold up Shen Shiyu's fingers and looked at it, and said with relief: "It's okay, there is no bleeding." ”

"Are you blind, no bleeding?!" Shen Shiyu jumped violently.

Under the soles of his feet, the little ghost kept urging, "Hit her, master, hit her!" My master is so stupid! You can't fight! ”

The more bloody and violent the owner of the imp, the more the imp likes to be happy.

Shen Shiyu looked down at her fingers, and suddenly inhaled-

Just now she saw a lot of blood on the tips of her cut fingers, so she didn't wipe it in order to let the little assistant see.

For a while, it was a trance, a bit like a dream, and the fragments were separated!

Blood, where did it go?

The little assistant looked at the injury and said, "It should just scratch the skin, not the flesh, fortunately, Miss Shen, I am ready to enter the shed to touch up my makeup." ”

"Wait a minute!" Shen Shiyu looked down at the trash can on the ground.

There was no paper that had been wiped with blood in the trash can, so what about her blood?

What about blood!?

This moment is really like crossing over!

She muttered to herself, "My finger was bleeding just now......"

The little assistant comforted: "Miss Shen has been too busy with work recently, and her spirit is too nervous, but it's okay, there is no bleeding." ”

Naturally, they couldn't see it, and the little ghost standing on the ground was tapping his mouth in the sweet bar.