Chief husband, strong love!

Shen Enron entered the dressing room, and the makeup artist immediately began to put makeup on her.

Zhuang Su casually took a magazine next to him and pretended to be casual, "come and see, how did you persuade your husband to let people go?"

She remembered clearly that when she was just informed that she could prepare to take makeup photos, Shen Enron was still worried about what to do if yeshengting didn't let go.

After about an hour, I received wechat and finished it.

Zhuang Su questioned the old man for a long time. Yeshengting looked at him seven times a night and insisted for an hour

"Didn't say anything." Shen Enron thought for a moment. It seemed that when he called him to eat, he let go.

Otherwise, it won't be the quarrel between the head of the bed and the end of the bed, will it?

Zhuang Su bowed his head and continued to turn through the magazine, "I see..."

Feeling in my heart, in addition to some aliens, men really can't just look at the outside.

*

Outside the studio, Tang Xiaomi was ready to go in with bags of snacks and coffee. "Please give way!"

The original shooting went well. The only problem was that the hero was late, so the director temporarily added several sets to Shen Enron to shoot the heroine Biluo in several different periods.

Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, she went out to buy some food for Shen Enron and the staff.

I didn't expect to meet several people in front of the studio when I came back. I don't know what to negotiate.

"Don't shoot until they arrive. There's plenty of time in the afternoon. I didn't tell you. Shen anmeng has to rush to the set to shoot in the afternoon. It can't be delayed." Shen anmeng's agent arrogantly told the person in charge, "even if we didn't make an appointment for this time, we can't accommodate ourselves since we came in advance? Isn't the studio so empty and won't let us shoot first?"

The person in charge said in embarrassment, "this is an appointment made by someone else's crew. Although the hero didn't arrive, the heroine added several sets of photos and didn't have space. Why don't Miss Shen wait first..."

"Wait, what time is it? Don't we have to eat?" The agent knows that the so-called crew is the crew that told Shen anmeng not to play servant girls last time. It's even more shameful, "wait, we'll call President Chen."

"Mr. Chen, I told you last time that an Meng can shoot this advertisement, but we should accommodate our time. After all, the play that an Meng is shooting now is an annual play, and the progress can't be delayed. You can see it here in the studio..."

Tang Xiaomi had a lot of things in her hand. They blocked her in front, and her words were drowned in disputes and noise.

She repeated patiently, "will you excuse me?"

Shen anmeng was upset that the studio didn't give her special treatment. When she heard the sound behind, she felt that someone was going to squeeze in. She pushed her fidgety hand back, "where's the bodyguard? Don't let the messy people squeeze next to me!"

"Ah --"

Tang Xiaomi just wanted them to make a way convenient for her to go in. Unexpectedly, the woman in front suddenly pushed herself.

He fell down and scattered his food and drink on the ground.

Tang Xiaomi wants to cry without tears. She bought it for nothing.

"My skirt!" Shen anmeng's voice shrieked and pointed to his white skirt splashed by coffee. "How do you do things? Do you know how much my skirt costs?"

Tang Xiaomi got up from the ground, faced the mess on the ground and the other party's skirt, and wanted to make it small, "sorry, I didn't mean to."

Shen An dreamed that she was a little assistant, and just vented her unhappiness on her, "did you finish it on purpose? This skirt is MM's new style, and how much is your apology worth?"

Tang Xiaomi met this unreasonable bullying for the first time. She looked at her a little confused. "Then I'll compensate you, OK?"

Although she didn't think she was wrong, she valued the job very much and didn't want to affect her first day of work because of this.

"You? Can you afford it!"