Seeing his agent in front of him, he was forced to close his mouth just as he wanted to speak: "You can't do anything when you apply a mask, especially if your face floats a lot." ”

Seeing that his agent was still thinking about it, and he didn't seem to plan to stop, Hua Li had no choice but to stare at a certain Qi with his innocent big eyes.

A certain Qi had no choice but to surrender and said: "At seven o'clock in the evening, the crew had a dinner, and the leading actors were all here. When the time comes, you should be serious, you can't be perfunctory at will, and if there are any contradictions, don't make trouble openly, solve them privately or solve them when they are about to be completed. Qi Ling looked at his artist's empty appearance as if he hadn't listened to anything, helpless, although he knew that Hua Li had listened, but he was still a little melancholy.

"After all, we have to get along for almost two months, try to have a good relationship." After speaking, he reached out and took off the mask on his artist's face.

Hua Li, who had a light face, immediately jumped off the sofa and ran to the bathroom to wash his face, and as soon as he returned to the sofa and lay down, he saw his agent holding another mask in his hand and walking like himself.

Knowing that Hua Li, who can't refuse, can only close his eyes and heart, for his stomach in the future, isn't it just to put on a mask, even if there is a little impurity in it, it will be good to force it out by other methods when the time comes.

Just when Qi Ling was helping Hua Li apply the first mask, 233 told Hua Li that although the mask was a little useful to the skin, there were still some impurities in it, which did not have much effect on Hua Li's skin, and might also affect Hua Li's skin condition, of course, it was insignificant.

If Qi Ling knew that he had worked hard to toss and even be made to act like a murderer, the mask he put on a certain little ancestor might have the opposite effect, he might have cried. It's a pity that Qi Ling doesn't know.

Looking at the expression of his artist who seemed to be dying heroically, the corners of his mouth twitched, helplessly, and he directly put the mask on, eh, not to mention anything else, this mask is quite cool when it is applied to the face, although the air conditioner is turned on in the room, but for the sake of health, it is still not too low.

Hua Li, who had packed up, walked out of the room wearing the clothes that his agent had picked.

"Wow, idol, so handsome." Xiaomi, who walked out of the room on the other side, said excitedly to Hua Li.

Huali didn't know why Xiaomi suddenly called out that his idol was coming, and he was quite nervous when he met in the morning, but now he relaxed all of a sudden, but it's good to relax.

In fact, after getting along with Hua Li, Xiaomi found that his idol was an out-and-out child, so cute. Naturally, it relaxes.

"Millet is also very beautiful." Hua Li said with a smile at Xiaomi. The millet who was staring at it was shy.

As soon as I changed my clothes and went out, I saw the affectionate figures of my artist and assistant, and coughed loudly: "It's about to start, let's go down first, the dinner is on the second floor." The directors have also arrived. ”

"Let's go, you have to make a good impression when we meet for the first time, after all, we have to get along for two months." A warm smile appeared on Hua Li's face.

Qi Ling, who heard what Hua Li said, smiled with relief, how could his own artist have such a sense of accomplishment after listening to his words.

It's no wonder that Qi Ling is relieved, mainly because Huali always looks careless, and suddenly becomes serious, which makes the agent who has always been very worried very happy.

When I opened the door of the dining room, there was silence for a moment, and before I could say hello, I heard He Biao's loud voice shouting: "Xiaoli, come here, come here." ”