weak waist

If she said that, she would be moved.

"That's right, it was customized by the president last month." Wen Qing explained with a smile, "The design draft was made by the president himself, and there are other thoughts on it, you can try to find it."

Yue Yanshu looked at Wen Qing, and Wen Qing responded with a smile, proving that what he said was true, and there was a hint of kind ridicule in it.

Yue Yanshu hissed lightly, and secretly decided that he would never help Wen Qing out in the future.

Wen Qing didn't leave after delivering the clothes, he just came to be the driver for Yue Yanshu.

Yue Yanshu poked his neck and looked outside, although it wasn't snowing, but it looked cold, Yue Yanshu turned his head to look at Wen Qing, "It should be, there is heating."

As I get older, I really can't stand the cold anymore.

Moreover, she is not a celebrity, and she really doesn't have the ability to be beautiful and freeze people.

"The recording was on a TV station, there is heating inside, it's just a red carpet..."

"I don't have to walk the red carpet, it's not necessary, it's not necessary, it's really not necessary." She regretted her life, she wanted to wrap it up in a ball.

"As far as I know, there are a few first-line florets who want to borrow this dress, but because it can't be customized, it's a pity that Mrs. Gu missed such a good opportunity to walk the red carpet." The makeup artist said with a smile. A well-known makeup artist, few people can invite her out now.

"Wearing beautifully is easy to attract bees, and it hurts to sting." Yue Yanshu waved his hand, expressing that he didn't want such an opportunity.

My aunt didn't make things difficult for her. Anyway, as long as she came to the stage to accept the award, everyone would be able to see it. Moreover, my aunt had already sent a message to all her friends in advance, asking them to watch her great-nephew and grand-daughter-in-law on satellite TV at [-] o'clock in the evening. .

Most of the people my aunt knows are screenwriters, writers, and all of them are great writers. It is not too much to say that they are Taishan Beidou in the literary world. If these people approve of Yueyanshu, she will really stand firm in this circle. heel.

It was almost time, and the team of makeup artists went there first. Although Yue Yanshu felt that it was unnecessary, but her aunt said that she wanted to follow the whole process, so she couldn't refuse.

Yue Yanshu coaxed the unhappy little Gunzai first, and promised to bring him a lollipop when he came back, so the little Gunzai reluctantly waved his little hand and signaled Mommy to go, let the baby alone People are sad.

When Yue Yanshu arrived at the entrance of the TV station, the bus for the website had already arrived, and the writers who participated in the annual meeting got off one after another. Wen Qing's car had made a report and could drive in directly.

Lin Yang called and asked where she was, do I need to pick her up?
Yue Yanshu and Wen Qing went backstage and looked around, "It seems to be the backstage lounge."

Lin Yang was quiet for a while, and then quickly returned: "I'm sorry to bother you."

Writers and editors are not qualified to go backstage.

Lin Yang decisively hung up the call with Yue Yanshu.

Yueyan Book: "..." Her editor has been getting a little angry recently.

As the president of Shangyan Group, Gu Shanghuai has his own lounge in the background.

Wen Qing just take her there.

At the door, Wen Qing received a call from his subordinate, saying that there were some matters that he needed to deal with. Wen Qing opened the door for Yue Yanshu and asked her to go in and wait. The president will arrive in a while.

Yue Yanshu nodded and let him go about his own affairs.

There are quite a few staff members coming and going backstage. Some celebrities have already arrived, but they are all preparing for the red carpet makeup, so there are more staff members in the corridor at this moment.

Yue Yanshu asked someone for the way to the auditorium. It was still early, so she wanted to go to Leida and the others first.

The corridor to the reception is long and almost deserted.

Yue Yanshu couldn't help speeding up his pace.

"Shang Huai, I haven't given up liking you, but what about you? Do you really like Yueyanshu?" Jiang Ziqing's voice came from a dark corner.

Yue Yanshu slowly stopped.

"In fact, the longer you get along, the more you will find that she is completely similar to your mother in character. The kindness you treat her is not so much because you like her, but because you don't want your mother's tragedy to happen to her. You use the method of making up for her To make up for your mother's regret."

"So what, no matter what you do, you are not her."

Yue Yanshu suddenly felt a roar in his ears, she recognized Gu Shanghuai's voice, and she understood what he said.

When Yue Yanshu's mind was blank, his legs were driven by instinct, and he left here slowly.

It wasn't until Yue Yanshu left that Jiang Ziqing, who was in the corner, came out and looked at the direction Yue Yanshu left with heavy eyes.

The auditorium was already lit, and she walked from the dim corridor to the light, and her expression had returned to normal.

Seeing Lei Da and the others, Yue Yanshu hurried over, but was hit by someone on the road.

"You don't look at the road when you walk?" Spinach, who bumped into someone, was the first to get angry, "Do you know how much my dress costs? Can you afford it if it breaks?"

Yue Yanshu hadn't changed his dress yet, he was wearing a casual winter suit, obviously he was regarded as a staff member at the scene.

"Spinach, forget it." The girl next to her whispered, but she couldn't help but read the Yueyan book a few more times. Are all the staff of the big TV stations so good-looking?
Yue Yanshu wanted to apologize, but she didn't expect to hear this sentence, so she looked seriously at the girl in front of her. She was in her early 1.5 meters and weighed no less than 160 catties by visual estimation. She was wearing a purple gauze dress, which looked like Purple mosquito net.

It was the girl in the private room next to them yesterday.

"Are you Jiang Ziqing's friend?" Yue Yanshu asked suddenly.

Spinach still had a bit of arrogance, "She..."

"Banquet." Jiang Ziqing came from the darkness, glanced at the suddenly excited Spinach, and there was some unknown warning in his expression.

Yue Yanshu looked back and saw Jiang Ziqing.

"Why did you come here? I just met Shang Huai looking for you." Jiang Ziqing smiled.

"Find someone."

Yue Yanshu couldn't see any abnormality on Jiang Ziqing's face, which reminded her of Jiang Ying who was far away in Gu's house, and Yue Yanshu suddenly thought of a word, like a raccoon.

Thinking of this, Yue Yanshu curled his lips, "Don't bother Miss Jiang, I'm here to catch up with someone, I'll go first."

She spoke ambiguously, and left satisfied after catching Jiang Ziqing's slightly changed expression.

Jiang Ziqing frowned and looked at Yue Yanshu's back. When Spinach was about to say something to her, she turned her head and stared at Spinach gloomily. Spinach flinched and did not dare to speak.

Yue Yanshu didn't find Leida and the others, so he went back to the lounge.

Gu Shanghuai in the lounge had already changed his clothes and was reading the endless reports when he heard a voice and looked up, "What are you going to do?"

His company was delayed for a while, and he didn't see the Yueyan book when he arrived here.

Yue Yanshu looked at Gu Shanghuai who naturally asked himself, and his words "So what."

She folded her arms around her chest and leaned against the door looking at Gu Shanghuai, only to burst out laughing as she watched.