The girl in the makeup mirror is very beautiful, from the first time Cen Xiluo saw her when she participated in the "Anti-Drug" mirror, she found that Zhou Ran is really a rare beauty.

Not to mention putting a thin layer of makeup on her face, highlighting her already delicate and beautiful facial features. However, at this time, Cen Xiluo didn't have the slightest heart to appreciate the girl sitting in front of the makeup mirror next to him.

The hand she put on her lap pulled the lace hollow little dress, and her heart was full of unwillingness. She obviously sent the photos of Zhou Ran and the man to Yu Ji anonymously, but there was no splash in the entertainment magazine the next day.

"Miss Cen has a very bad face today?"

Zhou Ran, who was waiting for the makeup artist to give her a hairstyle in the play, glanced at her in the mirror, and asked with a smile in the corner of her eyes, "Did you not rest last night?" ”

"Hehe... Maybe it......" Cen Xiluo pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled dryly, "I had some insomnia last night......"

"Insomnia?" Zhou Ran smiled, probably thinking about why he photographed something useful, but it didn't lead to a little turmoil, so he couldn't sleep.

"Yes......" Cen Xiluo smiled, thinking that it was natural to avoid the girl's eyes looking at him, looked left and right in the mirror, and then picked up the cosmetics on the table.

"You have to cover it with another layer of powder to ............"

An ant that can be pinched to death without blowing dust, Zhou Ran is really lacking in interest. Anyway, such days are quite boring, so it is better to let her dangle for more time to add some fun to this boring day.

So she turned her head and withdrew her gaze from Cen Xiluo, closing her eyes and waiting for the makeup artist to get her hair straight.

Almost the moment her gaze was withdrawn, Cen Xiluo felt that most of the feeling that she was invisibly overwhelmed dissipated, and the whole person breathed a sigh of relief.

"Buzz...... Airplanes...... Buzz............"

Zhou Ran, who had his eyes closed, reached out and picked up the mobile phone in front of him, slid to answer it and put it to his ear.

"Hey, hello, is it Miss Zhou Ran?"

An unfamiliar male voice came out of the mobile phone, Zhou Ran opened his eyes, glanced at the unfamiliar number displayed on the mobile phone screen, and then spoke.

"I'm Zhou Ran, may I ask who you are?"

"Hello Miss Zhou, I'm Liu Shuo, a student of Director Wen Qifeng."

"It turned out to be Director Liu, hello ......" Zhou Ran said, "Director Wen has mentioned to me that you are his most proud protégé." ”

"Don't dare to be it, don't dare to be, it's the teacher who lifts love, and Miss Zhou lifts it." Over there, Liu Shuo was very modest, and there was some tiredness in his voice.

"The teacher should have told Miss Zhou about my current situation, like me now, I really can't afford to be the most proud, I may be the least accomplished of the students taught by the teacher."

"Director Liu is too modest, as the so-called sword edge is sharpened from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, I believe that in the near future, you will definitely gain something." Someone's face did not change one sentence after another, although it was a compliment, but there was no flattery on his face.

Who in this society doesn't like to hear such words, as for whether this compliment really comes from the mouth of others, since the result is all happy, even if it is fabricated out of thin air?

"Miss Cheng Zhou's auspicious words." Liu Shuo paused, and then said, "So Miss Zhou, when can you join the crew to participate in the filming?" ”