Every day is a busy and trivial day, and since he began to participate in various variety shows and brand platform activities, Lin Qingqing has realized this even more.

Because of her good performance in the Tomorrow Show, she became a resident guest of this variety show. In fact, any so-called good performance is a gimmick, and to put it bluntly, it is the ratings that create all this.

Sitting tiredly in front of the makeup table, Lin Qingqing was motionless at the mercy of the makeup artist. This is the second event of today, and it is a platform event for makeup brands.

Although her makeup was gradually refined at this moment, and even the curly hair on her sideburns had a charming femininity, it could not reduce the tiredness in Lin Qingqing's heart at all.

Probably because of this season, the lukewarm autumn, there is a hint of coolness in the air, and there is a hint of heat that has not yet dissipated. The climate is too comfortable, but it is especially sleepy.

"Sister Qingqing, can you see this?" The assistant asked her with a black lace dress.

He didn't even bother to open his eyes, and Lin Qingqing made an "um" sound from his nose. She was so sleepy, she tossed almost until the early hours of the morning last night in order to lull Chenchen to sleep.

The helpless assistant put her skirt aside with black lines on her head, looking at the sleepy Lin Qingqing, she was embarrassed to disturb, but she was also a little helpless.

"I'm sorry, I like this dress." The voice was full of aggression, and Lin Qingqing didn't need to open his eyes to know who was coming.

It was really a narrow road, and Lin Qingqing, who was about to fall asleep, was woken up. One of her hearts sank violently, and once again she had a not-so-good feeling.

Although she had long known that she was not the only model on the platform today, when she heard Wei Ya's voice at this moment, she still had to sigh that this world was indeed too small.

Xinxin opened his eyes, Lin Qingqing first glanced at the skirt that the assistant was holding, and then raised his head to look at Wei Ya. This woman has to fight against her for everything, and now it is even more excessive, and she even wants to grab a skirt.

Disdainfully took the skirt from the assistant's hand and threw it to Wei Ya's assistant, Lin Qingqing said lightly: "If you like it, you can take it, anyway, I wear everything the same, and I don't pick clothes." ”

In the past, Lin Qingqing must have gone up to theorize. Not to mention snatching her skirt, she can't get used to Wei Ya's aggressive momentum.

However, now, Lin Qingqing was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to theorize. If she likes it, she can take it, anyway, it's just a platform to go out, and it's not a big show.

Besides, just now Lin Qingqing also fought back with all the words in his words, if Wei Ya took away this skirt at this moment, it would mean that she was not only domineering and rude, but also admitted that Lin Qingqing looked good in everything.

Sure enough, at this moment, Wei Ya was standing aside, neither advancing nor retreating. Lin Qingqing's assistant watched from the sidelines and couldn't help but want to laugh.

In the past, she thought that her boss had a bun temper, but now she knows that Lin Qingqing is so powerful. Hurting people is invisible, and the art of speaking can be regarded as perfect.

"Lin Qingqing, don't think that you are now more famous than me and can do whatever you want. Tell you, the higher you climb, the worse you fall! Wei Ya picked up her skirt and threw it on the ground, she said disdainfully.

originally thought that these words could anger Lin Qingqing, but Wei Ya was still naïve. In her anger, Lin Qingqing just smiled coincidentally. "Yo? Say I'm famous, thank you for the compliment. She said.

Wei Ya, who had an infinitely strong aura, was powerless to refute the anger, so she had to glare angrily. Eventually, she stepped over the skirt in a dozen centimeters of heels.

Seeing her leaving, Lin Qingqing felt that it was nothing, but the assistant on the side was a little angry. "She's too much! Sister Qingqing, why did you give her the skirt? Picking up the black lace skirt from the ground, the assistant looked at the skirt with a distressed look and said.

Glancing at the skirt nonchalantly, Lin Qingqing replied: "The more you fight for her, the more energetic you become, to deal with this kind of enemy, you have to be a little Buddha." Closing her eyes again, she said slowly.

"What about the skirt?" The assistant asked with a bitter face.

Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, Lin Qingqing said a particularly indebted sentence: "Just look for another day, anyway, I look good in anything." ”

has been with Jiang Nuan's group for a long time, and she has been able to give full play to the characteristics of shamelessness and narcissism. But what is even more sad is that this is indeed true.

The assistant, who felt that his qualifications were mediocre, sighed quietly, and then turned and walked towards the clothing room. Sometimes it's not a good thing for your boss to be too good, because if you don't take precautions, the glass heart is easy to break.

took back a burgundy fishtail skirt again, and the assistant woke up Lin Qingqing, who was taking a nap. "Sister Qingqing, how about you take a look at this skirt?"

Rubbing his eyes, Lin Qingqing tried to focus the objects in his sight. She was so sleepy that in just ten minutes, she actually fell asleep.

"Not bad." In the end, Lin Qingqing yawned and replied. "When does the event start?" She asked again.

Looking at his watch, the assistant replied, "It's almost an hour." ”

It was really two hours of preparation and five minutes on the platform, and Lin Qingqing couldn't help but complain in his heart. "Hurry up and get off work, otherwise I guess someone will be very red when they see me." She sighed.

Wei Ya in front of the other makeup mirror has been throwing white eyes at Lin Qingqing, sometimes a disdainful look, sometimes a raised head. didn't bother because Lin Qingqing was blind, but because she felt unnecessary.

"Sister Qingqing, I'm afraid...... It's not that fast......," the assistant said hesitantly.

Lin Qingqing, who was puzzled, had a question mark on his face. "Why?" She was puzzled.

took out his mobile phone and called up the notice, pointing to tomorrow's schedule, and the assistant told Lin Qingqing a fact with a sad face. "Sister Qingqing, tomorrow's variety show also invited Wei Ya as a new generation of Xiaohua ......"

Tomorrow's show? Invited Wei Ya? A new generation of florets? A series of questions drifted through Lin Qingqing's mind, making her can't help but slump on the chair.

After a while, Lin Qingqing slowly spit out a few words: "Fake, right?" She didn't believe it.

In the assistant's unbearable gaze, Lin Qingqing had already got the answer. What hatred and what grudge? It seems that the more people who don't like her, the more they can meet them on various occasions.

With a deep sigh, Lin Qingqing's sleepiness dissipated, leaving only despair and helplessness. I have to see Wei Ya again tomorrow, and this time I have to be on the same stage, it's really exciting to think about.

Life is already so difficult, but there are still unexpected things. I thought that Beijing, who left, would completely part ways with Wei Ya, but I didn't expect it to become more and more "intimate" now.