Chapter 1392： Does it hurt?

Simply put on her makeup, someone from the show team came in and confirmed to Xia Xing again that she was really fine, and the show started recording.

Xia Xing drew the number three this time, and the third one played in order.

She practiced in the recording studio for an afternoon yesterday. She was in very good condition. After playing, she played normally and there was basically no problem in qualifying.

After playing, he returned to the lobby according to the program flow and waited for everyone to finish the game, and then the director announced the result.

Ling Fei drew number one, and was the first to perform on stage. Seeing her back, he asked concerned, "How are you? Does it hurt anymore?"

Xia Xing smiled and shook his head at him, "Thank you, it doesn't hurt anymore."

On the fourth, teacher Li Zijian, Xia Xing got up to greet him and sat back in his place.

Zhou Lin hasn't come on stage yet. Although she sings in general, the show needs to be hot, and it needs topics. Only with topics can it be hot. As the two biggest topic figures in the current show group, she and Zhou Lin also have the highlights of the previous group. , Even if the topic is hot, Zhou Lin will not be eliminated by the program group so quickly.

Therefore, Xia Xing is not surprised that Zhou Lin has been able to stay till now.

He raised his head and glanced at the direction of Zhou Lin's lounge.

The woman put such a large dose of additives in her cosmetics, she didn't know how she would react when she knew those things were applied to her face.

Here she was thinking, there was a horrified scream from Zhou Lin's lounge upstairs over there.

The staff of the program group downstairs and the singers who sang in front were all taken aback.

Xing had a stomachache in the summer before, but now he was afraid that Zhou Lin would also have an accident. Everyone immediately ran upstairs.

Before running to the entrance of the lounge, I heard Zhou Lin's screams during the rest.

The directors hurriedly stepped forward to shoot the door, and Zhou Lin's assistant opened the door in a panic.

"Uh face, uh mouth..."

During the rest, Zhou Lin covered her face and kept screaming and screaming.

"What's the matter?" the chief director of the show immediately stepped through the crowd and asked.

"Director... Director, Miss Zhou is allergic to... this cosmetics and her face is swollen."

The makeup artist next to her replied somewhat incoherently, she just gave Zhou Lin makeup normally.

The previous few shows have always used this brand of cosmetics, and nothing happened. No matter where she thought, this time something like this happened.

The director of the program group frowned and stepped forward and asked, "Miss Zhou, how are you?"

"How am I? What can I do? Look at my face, how it is already swollen, how can I see people?" Zhou Lin screamed and yelled with a loose hand covering her face.

Zhou Lin originally had a sharpened awl face. At this moment, both sides of her pointed cheeks were swollen high, red and swollen, as if they were beaten and swollen on both sides of her cheeks.

And one mouth, the upper and lower lips are also swollen like two sausages.

When the director saw this situation, his brows frowned. Although Zhou Lin's daily actions made him completely unfavorable, it was after all that he was involved in the program group.

"Miss Zhou, don't worry, we will take you to the hospital right away."

"It's not you who is disfigured. You said it easy, can I not worry?" Zhou Lin angrily pointed her finger at the director's nose and cursed.

"I am a female artist who relies on her face for food, and is still in the ascendant stage of her career. If my face is disfigured, my acting career and my life will be ruined. Can you afford it?"