Fu Yan couldn't have imagined that Ms. Fu was staying with Duan Jingxing last night.

She and Sydney went all the way to the TV station, there were two pairs of people filming this time, and the other pair (qíng) couple Fu Yan didn't know who it was, anyway, the coffee that came was much more powerful than her.

"Sister Fu, you go first, I'll call a watch first, the organizer is waiting for me over there, and the dressing room is in front."

Sydney gestured to the hallway ahead.

Fu Yan nodded and let out a hmm.

"Go ahead, I'll just go over by myself, don't worry, I know the road too."

As soon as Fu Yan finished speaking, Sydney suddenly let out a laugh, sometimes it is difficult to see Fu Yan talking about cold humor in a serious manner, which is really difficult for people not to laugh.

She hurriedly nodded, and after Sydney left, Fu Yan Zhuan (shēn) looked at the corridor in front of her, she reached out and took off the sunglasses on her face, and slowly walked towards the front.

But there was a corner in the corridor in front of him, and Fu Yan hadn't noticed it yet, so he kept walking forward.

And this will be around the corner a man walked over, wearing special effects suits, wearing special effects makeup, when around the corner, the two people collided directly together, Fu Yan didn't pay attention, the whole person was directly knocked away by the man, she staggered two steps, did not react, and was knocked to the ground like this.

Fu Yan's eyelids jumped and he took a breath of cold air.

"Eh, are you alright?"

The man hurriedly looked at Fu Yan, he was fine, but Fu Yan was knocked down by him, and the man immediately stepped forward and reached out to pull Fu Yan up.

His outstretched hand was slow to get a response.

Fu Yan frowned, his eyes only glanced at the man's palm, and then he stood up from the ground.

When the two looked at each other, Fu Yan couldn't help frowning, where did this actor come from, looking at his special effects costume, did he just shoot something?

"I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you just now."

The man admitted his mistake very quickly, but after seeing Fu Yan's face, the man's eyelids jumped, this person is so familiar, Fu Yan is not wearing makeup now, of course, there is a little difference from the image that usually appears on the screen, but the difference is not too big, but the people who have not been in contact with it naturally can't tell who is who.

Fu Yan gently stretched out her hand and patted the (pì) strand, her eyes sank for a moment, and she didn't want to worry about anything with this person, her eyes flashed Fu Yan walked forward.

"Eh......"

Seeing Fu Yan so indifferent, the man couldn't help frowning, his palm was still spread in the air, after feeling a chill, the man looked down at his palm, he had never been treated like this, he was usually used to being surrounded by fans, and he was used to this feeling of being on top, and suddenly there was a person who snubbed him, which really made him very unaccustomed.

Especially when I saw Fu Yan's table (qíng), her table (qíng) when she left, it was really very indifferent.

Nancy Zhi slowly raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and he wanted to see who this person was, and after staying in place for a while, he immediately walked forward.

After Fu Yan came to the dressing room alone, the makeup artist and photographer were already waiting, and after seeing Fu Yan coming, several people immediately smiled at Fu Yan.

"Sister Fu, here."

In fact, these people don't need to be called Sister Fu Yan at all, but these people are very discerning, and they know that Fu Yan is not a big hit now, but they also know that Fu Yan is a good material, if it develops, it will not be a problem at all.

Fu Yan listened to the call of these people, and laughed, she pursed the corners of her mouth, and a trace of dark color passed through the depths of her eyes.

"Just call me Fu Yan, call my sister old."

Fu Yan walked towards the makeup artist, and after coming here and sitting down, she looked at herself in the mirror, and saw the things on the makeup table again, Fu Yan's eyes flashed.

"Do you want to wear a wig?"

As soon as he saw the wig, Fu Yan remembered the person who hit him just now, who was also wearing a wig, and the special effects pretended to be an old man.

The makeup artist nodded immediately:

"Let's take a promotional photo of the elderly makeup first, and the first promotional photo is a (qíng) elderly photo of a couple, so we need a wig now."

Hearing this, Fu Yan's eyelids jumped, old age makeup?

"Is that everybody going to wear this makeup?"

The makeup artist hurriedly looked at the person in the mirror and laughed, she subconsciously thought that Fu Yan was worried that the old makeup was not good-looking, and the makeup artist immediately comforted:

"Sister Fu, you can rest assured, everyone has to wear such makeup, and Sister Fu, you are so beautiful, even if you wear these special effects, you are still beautiful."

Generally, these good resources will eventually fall into the hands of these good-looking people, after all, in this era, what is eaten is the wave of appearance.

Fu Yan sighed, and instantly understood, the person who bumped into him just now should be the guest, but whether it was the one who played (qíng) with her, or another group, Fu Yan didn't know very well.

"Okay, come on."

Fu Yan didn't continue to ask, she shifted her attention to her mobile phone, and went to look at Nancy Zhi's Weibo.

After the whole makeup was completed, Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat when he saw himself in the mirror.

It's really like an old man, she looks at herself, her eyes flicker, but she doesn't know if she looks like this when she gets old, and now she still feels (tǐng) in her heart when she sees herself become like this, after all, she hasn't seen her mother become like this yet, and Fu Yan is also very afraid of that day.

Fu Yan's eyes darkened a little, and at this moment, there was the exclamation of their staff in his ears.

"Sister Fu is still so beautiful when she gets old, and sure enough, a beauty is a beauty no matter what time it is."

"Yes, no wonder I can partner with Nancy."

They also have to admit that although Fu Yan is the most inconspicuous and unknown artist among these guests, he is the best-looking artist among these guests.

Fu Yan slowly got up from the chair, turned around (shēn), looked at the smiles on the corners of the staff's mouths, Fu Yan pursed the corners of his mouth and let out a laugh.

"Now there are so many good-looking people in the entertainment industry, everyone stands together, in fact, there is no such thing as anyone looking good."

Good-looking people have their own merits, and there is really no way to compare, after all, everyone's aesthetics are different.

After Fu Yan finished speaking, the staff looked at each other and smiled, they all thought that Fu Yan was really playing a big name like in the legend, and they were all rumoring that Fu Yan was not a big name, but he had the temper of a big name, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Fu Yan didn't give them any bad feelings.

"Then Sister Fu, let's go to the filming venue now, the guests are all over there."

The person who followed Fu Yan's shooting made a gesture of please, Fu Yan nodded, and after going out, he met Sydney and came back.

"It's all settled?"

Fu Yan didn't know what Sydney was going to solve (qíng), she subconsciously looked at Sydney and asked.

Sydney gasped twice and nodded immediately, but after seeing Fu Yan's special effect makeup, she was amazed by Fu Yan.

"Little Sister Fu, you are so beautiful."

Fu Yan looked at Sydney with a nymphomaniac, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and raised his eyebrows at Sydney:

"When is your little sister Fu not beautiful?"

Sydney nodded again, with a proud face:

"Of course, my little sister Fu is the most beautiful at all times, and no one can be more beautiful than you!"

Sydney hurriedly made a gesture of please.

"Beautiful little Sister Fu, let's hurry over, everyone over there is in a hurry."

Sydney thought that Fu Yan was already over there, so she went over to see the situation over there, and after knowing that Fu Yan was not there, she hurriedly ran over here.

Fu Yan didn't waste time here, she followed Sydney over.

After coming to the studio, Fu Yan turned his eyes, and sure enough, he saw that the person who had just bumped into him was sitting alone on a sofa, and he (shēn) was surrounded by the staff who followed the shooting, as well as his assistant and agent.

"Which one is Nancy knows."

Fu Yan lowered his voice slightly, and asked Sydney in a low voice.

Sydney didn't know that Fu Yan had just been knocked down (qíng), and hurriedly reached out to Fu Yan and pointed to a person, and the person who happened to be pointing was the person sitting on a sofa alone.

"That's him."

Fu Yan looked over, her and Nancy Zhi's eyes collided, and Nancy Zhi raised her eyes at that moment.

Nancy Zhi also looked at Fu Yan, the woman who also wore special effects makeup should be the (qíng) partner she had been waiting for for a long time.

Nancy knew that there was a hint of interest in her eyes, and it was really the person she had just bumped into.

"You're here."

Nancy slapped his thigh, he now looks like an old man, and he has no effect at all, and after finishing speaking, he walked towards Fu Yan.

Fu Yan watched Nancy Zhi get closer and closer to herself, her eyes flashed, when she faced Nancy Zhi, she didn't have any touch in her heart, as if she was looking at an ordinary person, she was not moved or curious, she just knew that this person was her partner in the next month.

Fu Yan smiled, just smiled politely, and did not deliberately get closer to Nancy.

"It's been a long time to put on makeup, and it's been a little delayed, don't you mind?"

Fu Yan didn't mention the incident (qíng) that just happened to each other.

After Nancy Zhi came to Fu Yan, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Fu Yan, and he hooked the corners of his lips, as if Fu Yan had forgotten what happened just now (qíng).

"Did you just hit someone in the hallway? Have you forgotten? ”

Fu Yan didn't plan to mention this matter (qíng), there was nothing to say, but now that Nancy Zhi brought it up again, she frowned, looked at the smile on the corner of Nancy Zhi's mouth, Fu Yan pursed her lips and asked:

"Yes, I remember, that person must be you, right? And then what? ”

Nancy Zhi stared at Fu Yan's face, he looked at Fu Yan always had this kind of faint appearance (qíng), I don't know if he was really calm, or if he was pretending to be a pseudo-persona.