To be honest, sometimes, she thinks she's not dreaming?

After all, this kind of good thing really fell on her head!

Especially it's so different from the girl group's selection as cannon fodder!

"By the way, my contract with you is a separate one, and we have to sign another contract." Feng Lan took out another contract document.

Contract documents with her broker.

It clearly states that their contract is also two years.

Two years, brokerage contract, is really very short in the industry.

But two years is two years, she will work hard and grasp the opportunities of these two years.

After signing the contract, Feng Lan said that in addition to her agent tonight, there is another person, who will be there in a while.

said that he is a very powerful styling consultant in the industry, and many artists' styling, including some street photography and machine photography, are all real fashion hipsters who have been guided by him.

Also, his personal Weibo is a super V with tens of millions of fans.

It is rare for a stylist to have a fan base comparable to that of idol artists.

In Lu Xiaobei's impression, she is lonely and unheard, and she has never heard of the name of this styling consultant, so in her subconscious, well-known fashion stylists and styling consultants do everything... It's all a bit of a girl...... Comely... That's right... It's delicate......

Listening to Nan Yanchun and Feng Lan chatting - most of them Feng Lan said a series of words, and Nan Yanchun responded with a few words - Lu Xiaobei was secretly thinking about the styling consultant.

I wanted to secretly search for it with my mobile phone, but it didn't seem to be very good, so I restrained myself and quietly became a listener.

When the time was almost eleven o'clock, Feng Lan took the mobile phone and said, "Old room." ”

It seems that they come to this place all the time.

Originally, she came to find out twice that although there were some entertainment facilities outside, no one was entertaining, and most of them went directly into the box, probably talking about work here, or leisure, chatting with friends and sitting for a while.

When the styling consultant came in, Lu Xiaobei had a thought: Is this a sheet wrapped in a sheet? !

What about hands?

What about the face?

Then there was the scene of their pleasantries.

"Oh, it's busy, it's not easy, I can wait for you!"

"It's my fault!"

"Where can I be! No, Yan Chu is waiting for you! ”

"Ah, this thing that is not close to the living person, there is also a time to wait for me!"

"What do you say?" Nan Yanchun got up.

"Am I wrong? Now I'll try to touch you! "Say it and hug it.

"Gotta gotcha, I'm afraid you're okay!"

"I don't understand the amorous feelings, and say that you are still not convinced. Come on, Lan, let's hug one, and let that thing see how normal people should be in the same way......"

Speaking of which, Lu Xiaobei found that she still hadn't seen his face clearly.

But the voice was heard clearly.

It's crisp, the tone is pretty good, and it's not a mother.

It's his clothes, Lu Xiaobei still doesn't understand.

After hugging Feng Lan, the styling consultant began to unload the sheets.

"By the way, what's the situation with you, aren't you recording a show?"

"Yes, the pit goods program group, the show is not broadcast, my outfit can't be exposed, fortunately I pulled down the curtains, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get out of the studio."

"Didn't you bring a change of clothes?"

"Don't mention it, if you had an assistant who kept IQ at home and didn't bring it to work, you wouldn't ask me these questions."

"How many assistants have you changed this year?"

"It's okay, the fourth one this month, and the fifth one tomorrow......"