"Okay, today's boot ceremony is officially over, thank you for participating." After Yuan Xin finished speaking, he took the lead and began to applaud.

The people gradually dispersed, and Mu Qingge was left behind to take makeup photos.

"Love song, you take your makeup photos today, and as for you and Ah Chen's tomorrow to make up the photo." Yin Beichen's agent Xiao Ran, who hurried from Kyoto, said.

"Okay." Mu Qingge nodded, letting the makeup artist move on her face.

Xiao Ran patted her on the shoulder, and then walked away in his high heels. "Miss Mu, it's already melted." After the makeup artist finished speaking, he began to make Mu Qingge's hair again.

"Xiao Mu, you can just hold the sword and make a few random movements later." Yuan Xin looked at Mu Qingge, who was ready, his eyes flashed with amazement, and then handed her a sword.

Mu Qingge took the sword, slightly heavier, and looked at it carefully. The light blue hilt, with a dark blue spike on the hilt, a silver sword body, and a small manzhu sawa embroidered on the sword body.

"Director Yuan, have you worked hard? It's a pretty good sword. Mu Qingge said teasingly.

This sword is really good-looking, and you can see the intentions of this crew.

"Yes." Yuan Xin said with a smile, with pride in his tone.

Mu Qingge and Ren Xi rushed to the set early in the morning and hurriedly began to put on makeup and change clothes.

The door was knocked a few times and there was a clasping sound, "Miss Mu, is it okay?" It was the boy's warm and jade-like voice.

Mu Qingge turned his back to Yin Beichen, heard the voice, hooked his lips, and finally came. Mu Qingge shook her head. , didn't speak, "Mr. Yin, I'm sorry, I haven't put on my makeup yet, give me another five minutes." Mu Qingge pinched her throat and said.

"Good...... Good. Yin Beichen looked at Mu Qingge's back and only felt very familiar, and he wanted to stop talking, and finally had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Seeing Yin Beichen's deflated appearance, Mu Qingge laughed out loud, and his appearance was not too elegant.

Yin Beichen just finished taking a photo of his own makeup, came down to watch others take it, and then felt that someone was pushed behind him, and he threw himself into the arms of a male director.

"Hahaha." Mu Qingge covered her mouth and laughed softly.

Yin Beichen's frowning eyebrows stretched out when he heard the girl's laughter. A smile appeared on his face, and then he said sorry to the male director, and turned to look at Mu Qingge, who was almost about to laugh.

"Love Song." Yin Beichen smiled and spoke. No wonder he said how that back was so familiar, it turned out to be her.

"What? Want to fight? Mu Qingge also smiled, pointed at him, raised his chin and asked. Like a proud white swan.

"Childish ghost!" Yin Beichen pouted, and then walked towards Mu Qingge.

"You're a childish ghost." Mu Qingge also pouted, smiled lightly, and smiled from the bottom of her heart.

"Mu Qingge, why are you still so short?" Yin Beichen walked up to Mu Qingge and compared her height with his hand, just reaching his chin.

"Who is short of their own hearts? You're a head shorter than me when you're a freshman in high school! It's really floating, isn't it? If you have to bring shame on yourself, then I tell you, you are short. Mu Qingge shook her body and said with a sigh.

Yin Beichen was her classmate in high school, and the relationship was originally good, both of them chose science, and then successfully became the same table, and the relationship was better.

The two of them exchanged a few words from time to time, so unhappy.

"Huh." Yin Beichen sneered, and then directly pulled someone's wrist and walked forward.

Mu Qingge didn't care, let him pull it, after all, iron buddy, leverage!