Sweet Finale to a Lifetime of Quick Transmigrations

Under the scorching eyes of Meng Yizheng, Zhao Yunqing walked up to Su Nuo, bent down halfway, and asked softly, "Sister and sister, should we come to the opposite party?"

Su Nuo didn't lift her head, and the falling eyelashes were as dark as crow feathers. "I don't seem to be calling Shimei."

"..."

This sounds familiar.

Zhao Yunqing was silent.

Not far away, Meng Yixuan wrapped her arms around her chest and looked at Zhao Yunqing quietly.

Zhao Yunqing didn't change his face and called her softly: "Little cotton?"

Su Nuo shook his hand while holding the script and slowly raised his head.

Zhao Yunqing's eyes narrowed.

Su Nuo: "If you do this again, I will tell my brother."

Zhao Yunqing's smile freezes on his face.

Meng Yishen hummed suddenly, and suddenly her mindset was balanced. She was at least Zhao Yunqing who was close to the task. Unlike Zhao Yunqing, she was a licking dog captured by love, and the original heroine ignored him.

"The actor is in position and ready to start shooting!" An Dao shouted to a group of people with a horn. "The actors in the next scene can go to make up."

Immediately after speaking, the makeup artist walked in front of Su Nuo, "You can come in and try on clothes."

Su Nuo took the script and got up to follow the makeup artist to the dressing room.

In the dressing room, the costumer gave her a red split cheongsam. "On the left is the dressing room. Will you wear it?"

Su Nuo took it and said, "Yes."

The costumer said, "I'm just outside. Call me if you have questions."

"Okay." Su Nuo took the clothes into the locker room and locked the door. She took off her jeans and a large sweatshirt.

Su Nuo looks slender and thin, but it has unevenness. The thinness, the fat and the proportion of the figure are also good. She pricked her ponytail at random and put on the red cheongsam carefully.

Red is too bright, and if you accidentally wear vulgar air or clothes, it looks rustic. This body is not very red and dark. It is embroidered with peony flowers by hand and cut to the root of the thigh. With each step, the skirt will swing with the steps, revealing snow-white flesh.

After changing the cheongsam, Su Nuo bent over and put on the same-colored stiletto heels, then put down her long hair and went out of the locker room.

Noisy, narrow to sweltering space, there was a moment of tranquility when Su Nuo appeared.

With her hands hanging down on both sides, her cheongsam outlines her full body and beautiful curves. A pair of swan arms are white and slender, and the lines on her shoulders are very beautiful.

The costumer was a little surprised when she was surprised. She originally thought that Su Nuo could not control the dress at all, and even prepared for a change of style. However, she never expected that this dress was worn by her.

"It's so good!" The makeup artist looked around Su Nuo. "Come over and put on makeup."

Talking, Su Nuo was pulled to sit in front of the dressing table, and three or five makeup artists, manicurists, and hairdressers started facing Su Nuo Zhang Luo.

Staring at Su Nuo's face, she was still very excited, and the makeup artist who was preparing to flex his muscles began to be embarrassed.

Su Nuo's skin foundation is so good, she has so little face protein that she can't find a suitable foundation. After tangling, she applied a light layer of daily foundation. Concealers are not needed at all, because Su Nuo's face has no flaws. No need to fix eyebrows, natural eyebrow shape, and eyelashes ...

"Are your eyelashes born?" The makeup artist couldn't help asking.

Su Nuo said "um".

A few girls stared at her long, curly eyelashes, sour with sour water in their hearts, but could not give birth to a little jealousy.

After quietly putting on makeup, Su Nuo opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror.

Except for the curling of hair, there was little change.

Staring at himself in the mirror, Su Nuo frowned.

Bai Ling was originally a dazzling woman, with a role shape similar to Meng Yizhen's. Now the makeup by the makeup artist is too bland and does not look like a showgirl at all. It is like a lady in the Republic of China. No one can persuade the stage.

Su Nuo took up the eyeliner, slightly increased the end of her eyes, and stretched her eye shape. Then she chose a known vintage red from the lipstick box.

The makeup artist stopped her: "You don't really fit this shade."

Su Nuo is too young, if the makeup is thick, it will give people a nondescript feeling.

As if she hadn't heard her, she spun out her own red, accentuated the color on her lips, and stunned her up and down. Su Nuo squinted and smiled at herself in the mirror.

Her eyes and eyebrows showed a little seductiveness in her beauty, like a fine fox.

The makeup artist had no idea that Su Nuo could really control the makeup of the charming and cheap goods, and his temperament had changed dramatically.

She got up, the costumer brought her black gloves, and Su Nuo fanned out of the dressing room with white feathers.

Su Nuo's make-up effort has been completed for both scenes. The rest of the break, the drama of the play, did not notice this side. It wasn't until someone coughed slightly that his eyes fell on Su Nuo.

Suddenly, a room was silent.

The costumer was a little embarrassed: "It's more suitable than I think."

An Dao looked up and down Su Nuo.

She has a straight body, high heels, long waistline, red lips and white skin, with the purity of a girl, and the charming charm mixed in the night scene. The combination of these two has fascinated people.

"Su Nuo here." An Dao beckoned to Su Nuo.

She walked over.

"We originally prepared a piece of music, but it's a bit ordinary compared to what you sing. So I think ..."

"Do you want to use my little song?"

"Um." An Dao smiled embarrassed, "Of course, I will pay the copyright fee, and the signature will be marked."

Su Nuo thought about it.

The master of another world has left, and asking for money has no meaning.

Su Nuo truthfully said: "Except me, my deceased person has no relatives."

An Dao said, "Then I can give you the copyright fee."

Su Nuo refused, "It's not mine. If I take it, it will fall into tongues. So, if you don't mind, donate this money in the name of my deceased person."

"Yes, everything is up to you."

Su Nuo carefully looked at the script for a while. Bai Ling, who she played, waited for the mission goal in the song and dance hall, and deliberately approached her before discovering that this was her secret crush in the girlhood. Agent A obviously also recognized her. Let Bai Ling drop everything and die.

After a while, I was singing a drama.

The play is very simple, as long as you can sing and sing, you can pass by charming.

The spy a played by Zhao Yunqing was drinking in the corner. Su Nuo watched him all the way, his smile was sweet, and his singing was even more so.

"Card! One pass! Everyone rest early today and prepare for tomorrow's work!"

The director's order made everyone cheer.

Su Nuo changed her clothes and took off the makeup she had worked so hard on.

Looking at the time, the hour hand points to nine o'clock, when the nightlife just started.

"Su Nuo, do you have supper? There is Xiaolongbao which is very delicious." Wang Wenwen has already packed her things and walked over with the bag. "Or you can go back to the hotel first and I will bring it to you. "

Su Nuo opened his mouth and was about to speak. Wang Wenwen's eyes widened and he stood upright: "Mr. Zhao!"

She looked behind.

Zhao Yunqing changed back his shirt and slacks, and he waved his hand. "I want to invite Xiao Shimei to have a supper." Zhao Yunqing's attitude was casual, just like the elder brother next door, there was no shelf during the day.

Wang Wenwen blushed: "Then you talk, Su Nuo, I'll bring your things back to the hotel first."

After she ran away, Zhao Yunqing's eyes fell on Su Nuo's face. "Do you appreciate your face?"

Su Nuo said, "I don't eat Xiaolongbao."

Zhao Yunqing asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Su Nuo; "Noodle."

Zhao Yunqing: "OK, let's eat noodles."

The night of the film and television city is quiet, the red lanterns hanging on the beam overlap with the moonlight, and the charming red warm light falls through.

The two walked side by side on the stone path. The shops on both sides were open. Many passers-by wore ancient costumes that were too late to be replaced, mixed with enthusiastic voices, giving the illusion of crossing time and space.

At a remote noodle shop, Zhao Yunqing opened a chair for Su Nuo and called for two copies of beef noodles.

"The beef noodles here are delicious. I come here to eat all the movies." As a result, Zhao Yunqing pulled out the chopsticks and placed them in front of her.

Su Nuo said nothing.

His eyes flashed, "Su Nuo."

Su Nuo looked up.

"I've heard about your mother."

Su Nuo's pupils shrank, and she quickly calmed down, then lowered her head again: "Oh." The attitude that was not cold and indifferent was even a little indifferent.

Zhao Yunqing didn't care about her indifference, and her voice was still soft: "I helped you to contact an authoritative doctor in this area, but he is now attending a medical conference abroad and will be back when the conference is over. I will let him contact you directly . "

Su Nuo froze and said in a low voice: "My brother told you?"

He rested his cheeks with one hand, and the warm orange light gradually caught his eyebrows.

"If I said it wasn't what your brother told, do you believe it?"

"Su Nuo," he said, "I will know about you."

Su Nuo's long eyelashes trembled. There was no expression or reaction to this confession.

Zhao Yunqing knew that there was something he couldn't remember, and something he couldn't say more. He and Su Nuo sat quietly, and it wasn't until two bowls of beef noodles came over that Zhao Yunqing said again, "Taste."

A bowl of beef noodles is large enough, and it is covered with a thick layer of beef slices. The color is attractive. Su Nuo is poured with vinegar and stirred.

Halfway through the meal, she carefully raised her eyes and said, "Is your doctor ... terrible?" The voice was small and a little disturbed.

Zhao Yunqing held his hand with chopsticks and paused.

Su Nuo breathed very lightly, her eyes were reflected in the candlelight, and her thick expectations remained undisguised.

Zhao Yunqing rarely saw this expression on her face, and every time he saw it, it hurt his heart.

"Well, it's great."

The determined tone made Su Nuo Changshu breath.

"I'll call him tonight to determine the exact time."

Su Nuo was full and put down his chopsticks: "Is this bothering you?"

"It's troublesome." He laughed. "But I'd love to hear your words."

The two were separated by a small wooden table, his peach eyes squinting at the water, affectionate, and focused.

Su Nuo was a little stunned, and hurriedly looked away, thinking that the man was a nuisance.

"That one……"

"Ok?"

At the beginning of Su Nuobei, the fingers on his knees were disturbed, "Go back in a while ... Would you like a script?"

Zhao Yunqing froze and laughed.

Su Nuo was flushed with laughter and explained in a panic: "It's really the script, don't think about it."

"Well, I didn't think about it." Zhao Yunqing controlled his smile, raised his cheek with one hand, and looked at her with a burning gaze. "Little sister wants to agree with me on the luminous script."

"..."

"........."

Do not.

It's a script, it's a normal script.

Sure enough, a man's mind is full of strange things that cannot be described.

Su Nuo squinted at Zhao Yunqing secretly, the more serious the man was, the less serious he was.

"That sister, let's go back to the script now?" Zhao Yunqing couldn't wait to smile at her.

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