365 days of hidden marriage: Mr.Jiang, high-profile spoil!

After seeing song Chengan off, Mu Yan began to read the script.

The role is not much, but song Chengan said that she will be ready to join the group after shooting the magazine, so she is still in a hurry.

As for Jiang Jingheng, it is said that he has returned to the Jiang family's mansion and will not come back these two days.

The next morning, song Chengan personally drove over to pick up Mu Yan to the studio, along with his assistant Luo Yao.

Luo Yao is a girl in her early twenties. She is slightly fat and has a fleshy face. She looks very cute.

As soon as she saw Muyan, she shouted, "sister Muyan, Hello, I'm Luo Yao."

"Hello, just call me Mu Yan." Mu Yan said with a smile.

"Yes, you look younger than me. I seem to call you old." Luo Yao is a little embarrassed.

Mu Yan wanted to say no, but song Chengan interrupted her.

"OK, it's getting late. If you have a greeting, you can get on the bus now."

"Good!" Mu Yan and Luo Yao got on the bus one after another.

Luo Yao has a cheerful personality and a sharp mouth. Even ordinary things come out of her mouth and become very strange.

Mu Yan liked the assistant very much and soon they became one.

I arrived at my destination in about half an hour.

The studio is on the third floor. As soon as Mu Yan went up, a staff came to meet him.

Song Chengan explained his intention. The man immediately said, "President song, please wait a moment. I'll tell the editor in chief."

Just then, a male voice came from the studio, "photographer, lighting, yawning, didn't you wake up? No wonder people don't like us. They cheer me up and shoot as usual today. "

Mu Yan and others looked at each other. The atmosphere in the studio this morning was a little subtle.

Song an said, "when he saw that he was in a fashionable shape, song an didn't come out."

Song Chengan nodded slightly and said to Mu Yan, "this is Hao editor in chief of micro times."

"Editor Hao, Hello, I'm Mu Yan." Mu Yan nodded at the man.

Editor Hao looked Mu Yan up and down, and his eyes showed some satisfaction. "Hello, Miss mu, I'm glad to cooperate with you today."

"It's my pleasure." Mu Yan said politely.

Editor Hao was a little better after a gloomy morning. "Miss mu, if you can, my assistant will take you to prepare."

"OK." Mu Yan looks at Song Chengan.

Seeing song Chengan nodding at her, she left with the assistant next to her.

Editor Hao looked at Mu Yan's back and asked, "this real person is even better than the photo. It was said that you have retired. Why did you come out of the mountain again?"

Song Chengan said reluctantly, "there's no way. People have to think about their livelihood when they live."

Editor in chief Hao said with a smile, "I'm kidding. Who needs money? You, Mr. Song, won't need money. I think this girl has a good background?"

Song Chengan smiled and said nothing.

About half an hour, Mu Yan came out of the dressing room.

She wore jeans suspenders outside and a white T-shirt with a ball head inside. She looked fresh and playful and full of student spirit.

Editor Hao looked at her up and down. Both satisfied eyes smiled and praised, "beautiful, pure and lovely!"

Mu Yan's old face is going to be red. She thought it was a very complex dress, but she didn't expect to take the fresh route.

Song Chengan smiled and asked, "is this dress consistent with the theme of your magazine?"

"Why not? I've figured it out. The goddess in the hearts of otaku men is not a beautiful and lovely student sister, but not some old women who pretend to be tender." Editor Hao snorted.

Song Chengan raised his eyebrows. "Just be satisfied."

"Go, goddess, let's shoot." Editor Hao smiled and walked to Mu Yan and made a gentleman's invitation.

Mu Yan smiled, took his arm and went to the studio with him.