Master Mensao can't get rid of it

Zhang Xier raised her arms, bowed towards the center of the hall, and secretly shook her head at Michale.

I don't understand why Michael suddenly let her go up. Michael knows that she has always been low-key, never accepting interviews, and all she does is work behind the scenes.

As long as she can not appear in front of the public, Zhang Xier will never appear in front of the public; as long as she can meet fewer people, Zhang Xier will definitely not see one more person.

But Zhang Xier's job is definitely no less than that of any agent or assistant, and she even has to work as a translator.

Sometimes when Michael is being interviewed, it is normal for Zhang Xier to stand behind him, but Zhang Xier still insists that Michael wear headphones, and then she translates for him in the background.

Zhang Xi'er saw Suhang also waved at her, he smiled brightly, standing with Michael, it seemed like he was watching an idol drama.

Zhang Xier thought to herself, it seems that Suhang asked Michael to call her over.

As the boss of the company, Su Hang had to personally call her over, and he had to save face, so Zhang Xier had no choice but to move towards the center of the hall.

Michael stood among the three, Su Hang and Long Lin stood on the left and the right, and the hostess stood about two meters away from the three.

Zhang Xi'er walked forward and saw a short distance between Michael and Long Lin, so she walked between them.

A staff member from behind handed over a cake cutter, and Zhang Xier took it.It's made of transparent plastic, and the handle is not long. Zhang Xi'er's sleeves are very fat, so he needs to roll up the sleeves to the elbow.

Zhang Xi'er was still not used to the feeling of being under the flashlight, it was very dazzling, and she couldn't see what was in front of her, she couldn't see the direction clearly, and she couldn't sort out her thoughts.

I don't know how Michael has come to the present step by step for so long.

This feeling made Zhang Xi'er feel uncomfortable and a little nervous, and she didn't even know if her movements were a little stiff.

In order to prevent the clothes from touching the cake, Zhang Xier rolled up the sleeve of her right hand to her elbow with her left hand.

The four of them stood side by side. Su Hang, Long Lin, and Michael were about the same height, almost 1.8 meters to 1.8 meters five. Zhang Xier wore flat shoes, which made them a lot shorter.Everyone holds a knife in their right hand, hanging over the cake.

Long Lin stood on the right side of Zhang Xier, and when Zhang Xier rolled up her sleeves, he saw the scar on her arm.

Zhang Xier's complexion is very fair, so the red swelling and wounds are very obvious.

The hostess enthusiastically announced that the cake cutting would start next, and then all eyes were on the four of them.

Long Lin turned around and handed the knife in his hand to the staff behind him, then held Zhang Xier's hand, cut the cake, and thoughtfully helped Zhang Xier put down his sleeves.

Suhang and Michael stood on the other side of Zhang Xier and faced the audience, so they didn't notice this scene.

But the scene is full of media who are not afraid of big things, but are afraid of nothing. Naturally, they kept flashing their flashes.

Su Hang noticed something was wrong with the media, and looked towards Long Lin, but he didn't see anything unusual. Long Lin was smiling, looking normal and can no longer be normal.

Zhang Xier's appearance was not very natural, so Suhang thought it was because she was not used to standing under the light.

Next came the reception. It was nothing more than a comparison of who was wearing more outrageous clothes, whose jewelry was more dazzling, and many people congratulated Michael and Su Hang politely.

Zhang Xier seemed to be running away, and went directly to the lounge at the back. The lounge was located in the corridor between the lobby and the staff room at the back. Zhang Xier sat slumped on a chair.

Few people passed by, but the noise in the hall could be heard.

What is Long Lin doing?Zhang Xi'er was thinking about this question, why did he do this?How could he do that?

Long Lin is not a person who has never seen the world, nor is he a person who does not know how to deal with the world. Why did he suddenly do this? !

Zhang Xi'er felt completely puzzled, there was no reason for him to do so.It makes no sense.

"Let me see." Long Lin came in at some point, squatted in front of Zhang Xi'er, and rolled up the sleeve of her right hand.

Zhang Xi'er didn't realize what Long Lin was doing, and saw Long Lin roll up her left sleeve again.

"Why are you so careless?" Long Lin moved gently, never touching Zhang Xi'er in the slightest.

Only then did Zhang Xi'er understand why Long Lin had acted like that just now, he was helping her to cover the wound.

Zhang Xi'er felt her heart warm up for a while, and the wall of her heart was shaken a little bit. Maybe she also needs the understanding and care of others.

Instead, she was the only one working hard to move forward alone.

However, Long Lin's actions just now still made Zhang Xi'er feel a little unacceptable. It would be fine if it was in private, or in a small-scale occasion.

But just now it was Michael's signing ceremony, the reporters were there, in front of so many people in the entertainment industry, how would she face Long Lin's behavior like this.

"I can tell them not to post it." Long Lin seemed to see through Zhang Xi'er's thoughts, and kept squatting, looking up at her.

Zhang Xi'er really didn't want the media to release those photos or videos, but if she made an agreement with Long Lin now, it seemed like she was deliberately hiding something.

Some things are getting darker and darker. It may be better not to explain them deliberately.

Zhang Xier shook her head, "It's okay, anyway, it's Michael's celebration party, and we are all supporting roles."

At the sound of footsteps at the door, Zhang Xier thought to himself that the hall was really lively, and the staff needed to serve drinks so frequently.

Long Lin fixedly looked at Zhang Xi'er, nodded, and then sat next to her without speaking.

"Hey, you two know how to choose a place, why are you hiding here, and let me receive everyone!" Su Hang walked in with a glass of wine, and sat down on the opposite side, "Hurry up , Come out, I won’t carry it by myself.”

Zhang Xi'er glanced at Long Lin, said yes to Suhang, and got up first to go out. The atmosphere in the room was a bit strange, so she didn't know what to say.

Suhang shook the wine in the glass in his hand, got up and walked out, and stopped at the door without looking back, "You just think about it, that's it."

Long Lin sat alone in the room, reminiscing about the last sentence Suhang left.

If you think about it, it's fine.

Did he think it over?Is that all right?

---------------------------------------Sang Xin's dividing line --------- --------------- Lack of sleep recently, now both eyes are bloodshot, sorry for the late update today.

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