However, the most beautiful and delicate white roses always require great patience to pick the flowers home.

But for other things to do, Song Zhou doesn't have so much patience.

Those filthy things should be completely disposed of, so that he can live the happy life he has been thinking about for a long time with his white roses in peace.

In a film and television city, in a costume crew, the field staff was busy setting according to the director's intentions, and the makeup artists and assistants who had already painted makeup for the actors had a moment of leisure.

They looked at the actors listening to the director's speech from a distance and couldn't help but gossip.

"Have you heard? Recently, the crew has been haunted. ”

The makeup artist's assistant voice came out, and the others looked at each other and leaned over and whispered.

"Why don't you know, look at my dark circles, I'm so scared that I don't dare to sleep."

There was a bold unbeliever who believed in science, nibbling on bread and saying.

"You are so timid, if you go to follow the suspenseful and supernatural crew, you must not be scared to death."

The makeup artist assistant who was said to be timid said dissatisfied, "That's not a matter of being bold, it's that the crew is really abnormal, our Mr. Zhong has lost several things silently, and strange marks have appeared on his body, there must be something dirty entangled in him." ”

Mr. Zhong is talking about Zhong Junming, the male protagonist of this drama, who is not too good-looking, but the company has created a good character and played a few roles that attract fans, and now he can be regarded as a star with some traffic.

That's it, how different the character this is for fans is from me, and those of them who work with celebrities can't be clearer.

Zhong Junming's signed company is big, and the energy behind him is not small, he is in the crew is the agent who said what he means, what kind of person he is, there is no gossip in this circle that people don't know.

So as soon as the words of this makeup artist assistant came out, the eyes of other people crossed the look of eating melons and guessed.

"Ahem, is there a possibility that your teacher Zhong gave those things away, and as for the marks on his body, they got them when they were playing."

What does it mean to play, everyone tacitly knows it, Zhong Junming is very keen on men and women, and he is still crazy about playing, every time he goes to a crew, he has to make a few "girlfriends", get some marks on his body, others are strange, he's normal.

Zhong Junming's makeup artist assistant was a young girl who hadn't worked for long, her eyes were confused, and she didn't react to what this person meant for a while.

When the person next to her ear made it clear, there was a look of horror on the little face.

She knows that her own artists like to have girlfriends, but how did she know that artists are so crazy, and they are not inferior to those movies.

"No, it won't, those marks don't look like that, I look scary, and a little familiar."

"That's because you haven't been in love yet, you think it's normal to be scary, who told us to be normal people who don't do those things and honestly fall in love and get married." Someone tapped her on the shoulder and told her not to think too much.

The makeup artist assistant still felt that something was wrong, especially the mark that appeared on Zhong Junming's body, she was really familiar!

While she was thinking about it in a mess, the crew let out an exclamation, and several people looked over.

I saw that Weiya, who had just hoisted the stand-in more than three meters, suddenly broke, and the stand-in was caught off guard and fell down.

Fortunately, the distance between the stand-in and the ground is not high, and there is a mat underneath, so it's okay for people to fall down, otherwise someone will die, and their crew will have to finish playing.

After confirming that the person was fine, the director's face softened a little, but it was still so dark that it could drip water.

Zhong Junming, who was not far away, thought that if he wasn't in a bad condition and grinding the director to make a stand-in, he would have been hung up by Weiya a long time ago.

Zhong Junming thought of this, his feet were soft into noodles, and the cold sweat on his back was rising, if it wasn't for the assistant's support, everyone would have fallen to the ground.

(End of chapter)