Her Sniper

Meng Xiaoxia hugged her: "I went to the Hilton Hotel to see you this morning, but Huo xiujue said that you no longer live there. Where have you been?"

As they spoke, they walked into the TV station.

Wen Shishi told Meng Xiaoxia about the birth inspection and his mother.

"Lying trough, these two mothers and daughters are too shameless, right? The mother is the third child, and the daughter is the third child. One takes away your mother's husband, the other takes away your husband. Sun Sijing and his mother are fighting with your family! "

Wen Shishi is also quite speechless: "things in this world may be a cycle."

Zhen Xi's work today is quite heavy. She makes up in the morning and starts recording at noon. It doesn't end until nearly early in the morning.

Wen Shishi has been waiting backstage with a make-up box, and Zhen Xi will come back to make up from time to time.

Meng Xiaoxia is half an assistant. He wants to go with Zhen Xi. He sits under the stage and sees that Zhen Xi is cold all over. His expression is not very natural.

The boss's mother stares at her work or something Big stars can't carry it!

Compere: "is Zhen Xi a little hard to let go today? Are you not familiar with the environment here? "

Zhen Xi wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked at the sky speechless: "environment is the second, mainly people..."

"Do you think there are too many people on the recording scene? Ha ha ha, you are all people who have held concerts for ten thousand people. We only have more than 200 audiences at most

Zhen Xi a face tangled: "people, precious essence is not much."

"Oh? Does this mean that some important people came to the recording scene today? "

"I think so."

Boss, it doesn't matter.

He dares to say that it's not important. It's estimated that there will be no possibility of taking a vacation in the second half of the year. Mr. Huo will definitely take over the work for him, and he can't finish it even if he steps on the wind and fire wheel.

However, Zhen Xi's words in the ears of fans, is another meaning.

A very important person, the essence is not expensive

Is that a hint that you're in love?

So the fans began to stir up trouble on the Internet, because of his words.

On the stage, Zhen Xi is still recording the program, and Gu Jie's mobile phone has been knocked out.

Wen Shishi saw that sister Gu was too busy to help.

Just at this time, Zhen Xi, accompanied by Meng Xiaoxia, went back to the backstage and sat down on the sofa, clapping her face and closing her eyes to rest.

"Almost finished?" Wen asked.

Zhen Xi shook his head: "not yet, but soon, this should be the last makeup."

Wen Shishi nodded and came over with a make-up box.

After several hours of continuous recording, even standing and working, she was very tired, not to mention all kinds of games on the variety show. In fact, Zhen Xi was in good health and often kept fit, but she still couldn't bear it, and her face was full of fatigue.

In fact, there is a make-up chair nearby, but considering that Zhen Xi has been working very hard today, Wen Shishi doesn't insist any more. Instead, she puts the make-up box at her feet and sits on the sofa to make up for him.

"Zhenxi, can you lower it a little bit? I can't reach it."

"Oh."

Zhen Xi slides down with cooperation and lies on the sofa in a paralyzed posture of ge you, closing her eyes and letting her play with her.

Wen Shishi straightened her back. The light on the sofa was not very good. She could only get closer and help him to fill up his make-up and hairstyle. She confirmed it several times, and then she took a breath.

"Well, do you have a rest or do you have to go on stage now?"

Her answer was a slight snore.

Falling asleep?

I'm really tired.

The outside director didn't come to call him. He should have given him a certain rest time. Wen Shishi's hand movement was also very gentle, trying not to disturb Zhen Xi.

The big star with bright appearance also has his pain. It's pitiful to be trapped like this.

Wen Shishi asked the staff for a small blanket and gently covered Zhen Xi's body.

What she didn't see was that the curtain of the dressing room had been opened, and a mobile phone was shooting here.

About twenty minutes later, the director couldn't wait to call.

Zhen Xi takes two mouthfuls of water and goes on the stage with the director to continue recording. But Wen Shishi's work has been finished. Gu Jie gives her the privilege to leave ahead of time as long as the work is finished. There is no need to wait for Zhen Xi to finish.

After packing up, he said hello to Meng Xiaoxia and Gu Jie. Wen Shishi stopped a taxi and reported the address of Wen's villa.

It was past one o'clock in the middle of the night when I entered the house.

In the living room, however, a dim yellow light was still on. Wen BoChang and Li Suli were both sitting on the sofa in the living room. Without saying a word, the atmosphere was solidified.

"Master Wen and Mrs. Wen haven't slept yet?"

Li Suli took a deep breath and stood up, "Shishi, why did you come back so late today? Brother Chang has something to ask you. "Wen's poetry smelled a sense that the comer is not good.

She said, "work late and come back late."

"Your job..." Li Suli deliberately hesitated to speak, looked back at Wen BoChang and sighed: "Shishi, I shouldn't have been in charge of your work, but it's worrying for a girl to come back so late."

Wen BoChang still did not speak, still sat quietly, but Wen Shishi could see that his face was not very good-looking.

She thought about it for a while, but she didn't think about what was wrong with her performance. Of course, no matter what the final reason was, she was afraid that it had something to do with Li Suli.

Instead of doing so, she simply calmed down and took a look first.

"This is the nature of my work, so I often leave work a little late..."

"The nature of your job is talking to men?" Wen BoChang finally couldn't help saying: "how important is your work? Do you have to be in the same room with a man at night?"

How do you say that?

Wen Shi frowned.

Wen BoChang pointed to Li Suli and said harshly, "Su Su, show him the picture."

Li Suli also pretended to be virtuous, and quickly advised: "brother Chang, don't be angry. Shishi is a proper girl. Maybe we misunderstood her?"

"If it's a misunderstanding, that's good." Wen BoChang patted the table. "Miss Wen, I ask you, what's your job now?"

"Make up artist," she said, "a star's make-up artist specializes in making up for stars."

"Male star?"

“…… Yes

Wen Bo Chang's face is not very good-looking, "go to the company tomorrow to communicate with the leaders, even if you must be a make-up artist, give you a female star.". After all, male stars are men, and they often appear in newspapers and on TV. If there are some bad news, then everyone will know! You live in my house now. What do you want people to think of me? "