The studio was a bit far from her rental house, and the director's assistant told her that she would arrive at 10 o'clock, and she would get up before 8 o'clock to wash up and put on makeup, change clothes, and go out at 8:20.

However, in the morning rush hour, the traffic jam was too serious, and when she arrived, it was already half past ten.

Asking people all the way to the dressing room, it was already ten thirty-five.

She was in such a hurry that she kept running, causing her heart to pound so fast, her hands were sore, her legs were weak, and the gas in her chest was burning her lungs so hotly that she had to lean against the powder room door and gasp for breath to ease the discomfort.

However, as she put her hand on the doorknob, a caustic voice rang out.

"Yo, sure enough, it's a paste coffee who likes to play big names, and it's ten o'clock, it's half past ten, it's so punctual."

Ling Xia looked up, and saw that not far away, a person wearing a pale yellow miniskirt, white suspenders, and heavy makeup couldn't cover the beans and dark circles that came out of staying up late, and was sorting out his makeup brushes.

This person is a staff member of "Fate", and his position is a makeup assistant, named Tian Xiaowei

Dressed so revealingly, speaking without resentment, there is no makeup artist at all, and the purpose of entering the circle must not be simple.

However, it is not appropriate to use force at this time.

Ling Xia walked over with an apologetic face: "Sorry, something ...... on the way"

"Accident? Heh, Ling Xia, do you really think that the black and red on the Internet are going to be popular? Dare to indulge in being late and playing a big name? I'm telling you, I look down on people like you who come up with dirty means! ”

The abruptly raised volume is as harsh as it is.

At this moment, everyone in the dressing room looked over.

or excited, or expressionless, or disdainful, or sarcastic.

Scanning the circle of people present without a trace, Ling Xia narrowed his eyes slightly.

Give you some color, you still want to open a dye shop?

Miss Ben will give you some color to see.

took out her mobile phone, clicked on Weibo, she quickly started the live broadcast, and put it sideways on the dressing table against the wall.

In this position, I can just see her and Tian Xiaowei's expressions.

Ling Xia clasped his hands together and continued to apologize with a smiling face: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know that being late has made you wait for a long time, you are very unhappy, you can scold me as much as you want, but ...... The work is important, the friction between us, can we wait until the work is completed. ”

Tian Xiaowei saw Ling Xia's small movements.

Start a live stream?

The black and red paste coffee wants to attract attention when you start a live broadcast?

It is estimated that he can only be scolded for depression, and finally withdraw from the circle.

With his hands on his chest and a hideous face, Tian Xiaowei sneered: "Ling Xia really thought that you were scolded by Ji Yingdi fans, and if you were a little hot, you could really be black and red?" Dream on. Today you are late, which affects the progress of the work, and says, how to compensate? ”

Ling Xia hesitated for a moment, his tone was very good, and he said with a discussion: "Otherwise, I will compensate you for one day's salary, or if you are not satisfied, then two days, or one month." ”

Her monthly salary is also several thousand, and she can afford to pay for this paste?

It's ironic!

"You? Can't afford it! Tian Xiaowei waved his hands and said hypocritically, "I'll leave it to you, buy some fans, and wash your name." ”

The live broadcast room is gradually entering.

[Who is this pretty?] How does it sound familiar? 】

[She, she's Ling Xia! The one that blacks my male god! 】

[MMP, you covet my male god, and now you are still live broadcasting, delusional to rub traffic? ] Hateful! 】

[WC, Ling Xia looks like this...... How do I feel a little beautiful? Even if she is lighter than Ji Yingdi, I want to be a fan ......]

[Upstairs, your brain is in water!] 】

[Are you also a fan of paste coffee? This brain? Symbolic emoticons/question marks】

"Well, this ......" Ling Xia stood in place in embarrassment, his eyes sweeping towards the others.