Italians are generally much taller than Chinese, and have won in terms of momentum.

When Lin Miaomiao turned his face, there was no expression on his plain face, which was the aura of a strong woman. "Hello, sir, I'll contact you next. What's your current demand?"

“……”

They are going to hold an auto show, but because the host invited famous foreign film stars, they need an interpreter to follow the whole audience.

Of course, this translation must be calm and can hold the whole audience.

The Italian man told Lin Miaomiao his appeal, and looked at her suspiciously, "can you?"

"Of course."

Lin Miaomiao had a confident smile on his mouth.

Lin Miaomiao has never lost in terms of business ability.

Soon, the Italian man found her a suitable little black dress and headset, and asked someone to bring the host draft and let her remember the words first.

Lin Miaomiao was taken into the dressing room. There were not many people in the dressing room. She found a clean place and began to sit down and recite words.

With her slender white fingers holding A4 paper, Lin Miaomiao quickly entered the working state.

At this time, but no one found a petite figure running past door.

Mo Yufei quickly ran to the corner and dialed the phone number that was already familiar to her, "sister, Lin Miaomiao has changed her clothes and recited the manuscript in the dressing room. What should I do next?"

"Why do you ask me?"

The aftersound disdained to blow his fingers.

She is on the shooting scene of the crew. The stylist behind her is carefully designing the modeling. The aftersound in the mirror has exquisite makeup on her face, just like a doll.

Anyone who sees it will be amazed by her clear eyes and beautiful makeup.

Yu Yin waved his hand and asked the stylist to do it later. Watching the stylist leave, he picked up the phone again, "what's the matter with you?"

"I..."

"All right, all right, I don't want to listen to your nonsense. Before she goes on stage, you can find a way to leave her mobile phone, and then send a text message to Gu Tingchen. The content of the text message... Just do as I say."

In the mirror, the corner of the mouth of the aftersound evoked a meaningful smile.

Gu Tingchen's business is so noisy that she can't hear the wind at all, but... She just doesn't stand still on the surface.

How could she tolerate Gu Tingchen turning a blind eye to herself again and again.

Yes, her love for Gu Tingchen has changed from previous love to anger. Why did he not like himself, but chose a person who is not as good as himself in all aspects.

Lin Miaomiao, ha ha, where is she better than herself?

Yu Yin ran over his finger, took back his sight, and said to Mo Yufei at the other end of the phone, "you'll do it according to my requirements and hang up first."

"Hello, sister..."

What else does Mo Yufei want to say, but the aftersound over there has hung up.

She held the cell phone and her white slender fingers tightened. The light in his eyes was like poison. Mo Yufei looked at Lin Miaomiao in the dressing room and squeezed his fist.

Just at this moment, someone came to urge the progress. Mo Yufei quickly grabbed her, "Hello, can I trouble you?"

“……”

The content of the moderator's draft is not very much. In fact, what needs to be written down is mainly some professional terms. Lin Miaomiao chews those professional terms repeatedly at a glance and remembers them in a short time.

Then she breathed a long sigh of relief.

A little girl just came over, anxiously turned around, and finally her eyes fell on Lin Miaomiao, "are you miss Lin? The queen of the film and the host have come. Are you ready?"

"Anytime."

"Then come with me."

"OK."

Lin Miaomiao nodded with a standard smile on her face. She was carrying her bag to go forward. The little girl looked at it. "Oh, why do you still carry your bag? There will be media photos later. The interview will last more than an hour. You'll be fine if you put your bag here."

Lin Miaomiao frowned.

There are many people in the dressing room, and she's really worried about putting it here.

"Don't worry, no one will move."

The little girl directly picked up Lin Miaomiao's bag and put it on the dressing table near the inner side of the corridor. Then she put a pillow next to her, "don't worry, it's too late. We must hurry over now and check the words first."

"All right."

At this point, Lin Miaomiao couldn't continue to say anything. He looked back and hurried away with the little girl.

When they left, the little girl fell behind Lin Miaomiao and waved to Mo Yufei who was hiding in the corner. Mo Yufei nodded immediately when she saw it.

——She just called the little girl over and reluctantly stuffed her with a big red envelope of 1000 yuan, which tricked her into letting Lin Miaomiao keep the bag.

But that one thousand dollars is still very painful.

Mo Yufei waited for them to go away, cleared her throat, and immediately pretended to walk in. She found that there were not many people in the dressing room, and they were busy with themselves. Mo Yufei was still a little nervous. While no one found it, she quickly moved over, turned her fingers in her bag for half a day, and finally touched the cold mobile phone.

Mo Yufei was delighted.

"What are you doing?" suddenly a voice came from behind.

Mo Yufei's heart tightened. A cold sweat dripped down from her forehead. She pulled a chair and sat down, pretending to play with her mobile phone. She just pressed the screen on

Shit.

Why do you have a password.

Mo Yufei couldn't help rolling her eyes on her delicate face. She poked on the screen impatiently. Before, Qin Huan talked about Lin Miaomiao's birthday. She thought carefully for a while, but the password was wrong when she entered it.

Mo Yufei is a little nervous.

God, this broken code is really troublesome!

Mo Yufei was a little irritable. She knocked her mobile phone on the table angrily. Afraid of attracting other people's attention, she quickly looked around secretly.

A flash of light came into her mind.

By the way, will it be Gu Tingchen's birthday.

With this understanding, Mo Yufei immediately took his mobile phone, baidu took Gu Tingchen's birthday, wrote down the month and date and entered it into Lin Miaomiao's mobile phone.

Sure enough, the next moment the phone was untied.

Oh

It seems that Lin Miaomiao is just an ordinary little woman in love. Mo Yufei quickly found Gu Tingchen's mobile phone number, and then edited a text message according to what Yu Yin said to herself.

After that, she browsed Lin Miaomiao's mobile phone address book, found Xu Zhoucheng's number, also sent a text message, and then turned it off immediately.

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