Chen Yun scratched casually. The clothes on the shelves were either short enough to cover the hips or long enough to mop the floor. However, the skirts with the right length were similar in style to those of the century.

If you look at Ruan yingyu's hangers, they are very beautiful.

In the entertainment circle, people are competing for interests, especially Xia Wanyuan and Ruan yingyu are the two main actresses in the same play. Ruan yingyu is not fighting against Xia Wanyuan twice.

Obviously, the clothes were changed by Ruan yingyu.

But now there is no other way. The makeup artist is occupied by Ruan yingyu, and the clothes are not well distributed. The short skirt Xia Wanyuan wears today is good-looking, but it is not suitable for the stage of variety show recording after all.

Chen even is worrying, thinking now to go outside the make-up shop to find someone to come over, but clothes is also a big problem.

Just then, Xia Wanyuan's mobile phone rang.

"Hello? All right

Xia Wanyuan picked up the phone, said a few words, then hung up the phone, motioned Chen Yun to go out with her.

Dressing room, looking at Xia Wanyuan out of the door, Ruan yingyu successful smile.

She has already checked the map around, watermelon TV station within a radius of five miles is no large-scale make-up studio.

To the extent of traffic jams in the imperial capital, if Xia Wanyuan went to a far place to put on makeup and change clothes, he would not be able to participate in the recording on time today.

"Well, shall we not record it? Where are you going? " Chen Yun was confused by Xia Wanyuan's operation.

Although the makeup artists in this TV station do too much, they don't need to record it directly, do they? This variety show has a great effect on the popularity of Xia Wanyuan.

"Record, make up."

"Where to?"

All the way out of the TV station, Chen Yun did not understand where Xia Wanyuan was going.

Until Xia Wanyuan took him out of the back door of the TV station and got on a black business car parked on the side of the road.

See business car inside a full set of make-up bags and several hangers of clothing, Chen Yun silly.

"Miss Xia, Hello, I'm Liu Yun, marketing manager of artistry. Time is urgent. You can choose a suit first, and then our makeup artist will come to help you make up." A very capable middle-aged woman in the car said hello to Xia Wanyuan and Chen Yun with a smile.

Then Liu Yun points to the hanger beside him and signals Xia Wanyuan to pick out a set.

The clothes on the shelf are very beautiful. Xia Wanyuan points to one.

"OK, let's get out of the car first. Please call us after you change your clothes." Liu Yun said, closing all the windows, and then took the other staff and Chen Yun out of the car, leaving Xia Wanyuan to change clothes inside.

After a while, Xia Wanyuan rolled down the window, "I changed it."

"All right." Liu Yun said, then went to the front of a car, called a person down.

Chen Yun's eyes widened as he looked at the people coming down from the car in front of him.

The iconic long silver hair and exaggerated punk clothes all show that he is the most difficult gold medal designer in the entertainment industry, Mu Feng.

Mu Feng's eyes were extremely impatient at this time, sending out a strong fire.

He is a genius designer that all the stars in the entertainment circle want to invite, and also the most helpless designer of all the stars in the entertainment circle.

Because no matter how big you are, no matter how rich you are, as long as Mu Feng thinks you are ugly, he will not give you any money.

There was once a very rich female star who was willing to pay 50 million times to ask Mu Xiao to design makeup clothes for her party. As a result, she was choked dumb by Mu Feng's words: "it's too ugly, I won't change even if it's 50 million times.".

The whole entertainment industry does not invite him, and Xia Wanyuan, who is barely on the third tier in the entertainment industry, is even more impossible.

But this morning, after a night of Hi, he just got home and slept for less than an hour, when his private mobile phone rang.

The old man who has always been angry with him because of his make-up in the entertainment industry asked him to help for the first time.

For other people, Mu Feng must be "too ugly not to go" directly blocked back.

But the old man is obviously not among the others.

So mu Feng was sleepy and full of anger. He wanted to see which immortal disturbed his dream.

Heavy pull open the door, impatient look up, but saw is arranging the skirt Xia Wanyuan.

Xia Wanyuan, who hears the rise of the car door, enters jade with clear waves and bones with snow and frost.

Mu Feng only felt that the whole body's fire was extinguished in these cool eyes.

Then, as if the painter saw the reappearance of the Muse, there was a strong inspiration in his eyes.

When Mu Feng finished his career, he chose to enter the entertainment industry to do the job that the master said was not on the stage. He felt that the feeling of beauty born in his own hands was very beautiful.

Now seeing Xia Wanyuan, Mu Feng only feels that all the shapes he had conceived before are alive.

"Hello." Xia Wanyuan bowed his head slightly.

"Hello." Mu Feng returned a gift, then couldn't wait to pick up the make-up box, want to see the woman in front of him can be shaped into what kind of appearance.

Chen was squatting on the side of the road, his mobile phone was almost blown up by the staff of watermelon TV station.

Before going on stage, there was a rehearsal session. People from the TV station called their names around, only to find that there were fewer people, so they quickly contacted Chen Yun.

"Oh, it's not our fault. Your make-up artist is busy. We've been waiting for half an hour, but no one comes. Now we're going to record a program. We have to make up by ourselves."

With disdain on his face, Chen Yun spoke in a very positive tone, "don't worry, you'll be here soon! It won't delay the recording. "

Hang up the phone, Chen Yun can not help but quench a, "step on high hold low things, now know anxious?"

"What about people?"??? The show is about to start. The artist doesn't know where to go. You can call her agent again! "

There are only five minutes left from the beginning of the show. Other artists are already in the waiting area, but Xia Wanyuan hasn't come yet.

"Did you get through! Where has she gone? If you don't get her, you don't have to do it. " These make-up artists on the stage, with their little power in their hands, often step on the high and hold the low, and they all know the matter of collecting benefits.

On weekdays, the person in charge turns a blind eye. But today, if something goes wrong with this program because of this, he must repair these people.

"It's coming. Isn't that the agent?" As soon as the staff dialed the phone, they saw Chen Yun coming from the corner.

"OK, inform all departments" turn on the walkie talkie. The person in charge is preparing to inform everyone that they are ready, but suddenly the voice is lost.