Starlight Has No Past

Her eyes were out of focus and she looked at the smoke in his hand without saying a word. He moved his eyebrows and let the cigarette **** ignite a piece of ashes outside the window.

Ye Qiao waited for a while, turned his head to look at the needle, but he did not disappoint, as if he had not reported hope to him.

Intramuscular injection of the arm is much less painful than the treatment of the wound. Ye Qiao gently rubs his lips, and even the words "light" are not flawed. The nurse finished the needle and smiled: "Now the little girl is squeaky, not much like you." Turned back and screamed at Zhou Wei, "The young man cherished it."

The explanation is superfluous. Ye Qiao took out the phone from the bag and bowed his head to cover up the message. Unfortunately, the right hand was wrapped like a hoe, one was unstable, and the phone was "pong-pong" and fell to the ground.

Zhou Yanshen quickly wiped out the smoke and helped her in the past.

A new message just came in, he blinked the contact name: Gu Jin.

Zhou Weishen presses to exit, adjusts to the address book interface and enters his own number, and returns it to her: "This is my phone. Send me a message before tomorrow, just knock on the door directly... I know your password. ”

He always frowned slightly when he looked serious.

Ye Qiao glanced at the string of numbers and didn't pick up the phone: "There are names."

Zhou Yan was deeply eye-catching and took back a word and entered it one word at a time.

Zhou Yanshen.

Ye Qiao took a look at the phone and was teased by the seriousness of this person. He filled in the surname and the name, and filled in the "email", "birthday", "social account" and even "home address" in the address book. Even filled in the "work phone", an extension of a number.

Perhaps it is gradually getting familiar, Zhou Xiaoshen's smile is more temperature, with a deliberately teasing her play: "Satisfied?"

Is it really a mistake? He grows too squarely, and whether it is falling or frivolous, it seems to be unintentional and frank.

"What about career?"

The white ward curtains slowly floated, and he raised his eyebrows with arrogance: "Fugitive."

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Cold front transit, g city has been raining recently. Ye Qiao almost wakes up listening to the rain every day, and then sends a message to Zhou Wei. Sometimes insomnia in the middle of the night, ask him what he said, he will reply.

This man seems to have no proper career and can find people 24 hours a day. Ye Qiao recalled the night he first met, and he couldn’t help but feel bad about his career. Even for a moment, she doubted the authenticity of the word "fugitive".

It’s really a konjac.

She seems to know this person, but she knows nothing about it.

Because of a hand injury, Ye Qiao pushed away the notice that needed to fly to the field. The only way to get to and from home and hospital every day is to know the outside world.

Douban and Guevara scored 8 points on "Sleep Wind", which is not easy in the era of literary and art tablets and box office. Ye Qiao’s tepid Weibo fans have skyrocketed and broke through two million. The comments on Weibo’s comments a few months ago have soared dozens of times.

Ye Qiao brushed his friend's circle and found out that today is Cheng Jiang's birthday. #程姜生日快乐# occupies the top spot of Weibo hot search, and many first-line superstars in the circle have sent Qingshengbo, so it’s no fun.

She suddenly understood why the "Watcher" launch conference was to be selected today.

Ye Qiao sat in a leather chair, letting the stylist toss her hair. Assistant Shen Ting told her about the process of the press conference and talked about the middle birthday party. She suddenly swallowed up: "The filmmakers asked all the crew members to go on stage to accompany Cheng Jiangjie to cut the birthday cake. After the end, there is Cheng Jiangjie’s birthday party. Gu guide is east, just in the hotel's three-story ballroom."

After a sigh of relief, like a go away from the ghost door, even the stylist kept giving her a look - Cheng Jiang and Ye Qiao's Liang Zi is the gray area of ​​the entire crew, a new assistant is also dare to step on.

Ye Qiao is only a low-hair WeChat, carrying a look at a pair of glasses, said to the stylist: "Do you need to burn it later?" The stylist Xiaok picks up the hair dryer: "Yes, wait a while."

"Okay." Ye Qiao dialed the mobile phone, and the carefully modified eyelashes swept up. Even Shen Ting looked at it. "Can you pick me up?"

Shen Ting took the call, almost a dressing room that ran out.

Ye Qiao is the first artist she entered this line. She thought that the newcomer would be better. I heard that the temper is also good - it is good, the tone is too mild, and people feel strange and alienated.

The rain just stopped and the fog was over. She pinched Ye Qiao without any decoration or even a cell phone with no film attached, standing behind the revolving door: "Hey, hello... yes, I am Miss Ye’s assistant, are you there? It’s the dark blue car. Ok? I saw you..."

Shen Ting went out from the automatic revolving door and met Zhou Xishen on the black-collar level. That face... The memory reserve since she entered the circle does not belong to any male star, but it is surprisingly star-like.

She put down the phone and shook hands with him: "Hello, I am Shen Ting. Miss Ye sent me to pick you up."

Zhou Yanshen took off the gloves, but did not hold it, but blocked her in front of her forehead. A drop of rain on the porch fell on the back of his hand and slid into the fingertips along the golden ring.

Shen Ting stunned her eyes twice and her face was hot: "...thank you."

Zhou Yishen: "Where is Ye Qiao?"

Shen Ting hangs a blue work permit on his chest and greets his colleagues at the conference and takes him through two access control. Zhou Yanshen walked behind, Shen Ting in front of the low-heeled sandals, and his cheeks fluttered. Zhou Yushen has a long leg advantage and his steps are calm.

The chandeliers in the hotel corridor are softly lit even during the day, and Zhou Wei is playing with a golden lighter. The lights are reflected on the shiny metal surface.

- like his eyes.

The soft carpet took the footsteps and was quiet around, only the quarrel of the vip rest room was clear -

"Gu Jin is this time the employer is not in place or what? Is there no room for the ** lounge? I came back from Cannes and flew here, not even a good seat?"

Shen Ting rushed in one step at a time. It turned out that the female No. 2 of the "Watcher" Xu Yinyu went to the dressing room. Originally it was a place to accommodate two people. Before Ye Qiao alone, the stylist put some tools in an empty position. I didn't expect Xu Yin to find it.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that Xiaok kept picking up things after Xu Yin’s body. Xu Yin’s body followed the assistant security makeup artist. Ye Qiao is facing the smoke, it is like nothing. How is this going? Although Xu Yinxi was a director and a singer, he was shot at Ye Qiao.

Shen Ting quickly apologized: "I am sorry that Miss Xu, the conference was held in the hotel, because it is not a professional venue, the dressing room is tight. The crew has prepared a special hotel room for each actor to rest, Miss Xu is not in a hurry to do If you are modeling, you can go to rest."

Xu Yinxi holding her arms, the eyes of the smoky makeup are imposing, and she is not looking at her, just sneering and sneering.

Ye Qiao didn't look at her, and he reached out to Shen Ting: "Is my mobile phone used?"

"Okay." Shen Ting returned to her. The small k that had been cleaned up also said goodbye to Ye Qiao. "The hair is ready. I will fix it again before I officially go to the office in the afternoon. Call me." He gestured back and then squatted before going out. Xu Yinyi glanced.

Ye Qiao told Shen Ting: "Go and send a little k?"

Xu Yinxi is a person in the TV drama circle. In the past two years, his popularity has improved. He has been licking his face and holding Cheng Jiang’s thigh. It’s obvious that today’s troubles come out of the way. Ye Qiao asked her to go out, to see her a new one, so that she was caught in the middle of the cannon fodder.

Shen Ting knew that she was taking care of herself, but hesitated and did not move until Ye Qiao gave her a "go" look, only to bite her lip and go out.

When the two of them left, there was only Ye Qiao sitting alone in the dressing room, standing in front of the other person who was coming to the ground.

Xu Yinxi, she had the courage to face her own self-interest, and opened her mouth with great interest: "Some people just love the place that occupies people. I thought I had a golden thigh, waiting for someone to smash you, and still holding the nest." Oh, being stunned and squinting into the group, thinking, how can you dig up the corner?"

She only cares about venting, and she does not know how to take Cheng Jiangyan. Ye Qiao laughed loudly, but it aroused her eager eyebrows, ready to add oil and vinegar again.

The door was opened at this time.

Hey, hey.

The tall man leaned against the door and knocked the door slowly and slowly. The tone was impatient and impatient: "Ye Qiao, is it alright?"

There are suffocating people in his body who often see blood, and a slight twist between the eyebrows is like a fatal threat. Xu Yinxi rarely touched such a person, but suddenly stopped.

"Come on." Ye Qiao looked at his eyes quite cold. How long is he laughing outside?

Zhou Qiang deep models came in, sat on the stool that Xiaok had just cleaned up, and put the lighter on the table: "Why do you burn the rolls, straight and look good." He picked up a strand of hair from Ye Qiao's horns. The nose is lightly sniffed.

He is very good at cruising, and when she sees her, she is not impatient.

Ye Qiao blocked his hand and glanced at him with a squint. He pulled the zipper of the bag: "Can't you go? I have to come back before."

He was not willing to let go of the opportunity to take advantage of her, the fingertips gently tapped on her small earlobe, scorned: "Go."

The two of them are next to each other*, and it seems that the wave of people standing in the room is superb like a light bulb. Ye Qiao frowned and frowned, avoiding the security in front of the door, heard a footstep outside the door, came a lot of people.

Xu Yinxi saw that she really wanted to go, shouted: "Ye Qiao!"

Ye Qiao will turn around, and the vast group of people brought by Shen Ting outside will also arrive. One of the surnames Liu was the person in charge of the venue. He nodded with Ye Qiao and said hello. When he saw Xu Yinxi, he laughed: "We planned to be derelict and did not coordinate the dressing room. The crew opened the vip suite on the actor. Can be used as a dressing room, Miss Xu, you see?"

Xu Yin姗 dissatisfied with his lips. How could she not know the arrangement of the crew? I just heard that Ye Qiao is here, and I have specially watched the show. "Now it is thoughtful, just did not see the figure." After a disdain, she squinted at Shen Ting, satirizing her to rescue the soldiers.

The person in charge is the old fritters, nodded and said: "Yes, the hospitality is not good, Miss Xu Haihan."

Xu Yinxi took the step.

This box is dealt with, Liu is responsible for the talents to open a way, look at Ye Qiao: "Miss Ye will also go up?"

Ye Qiao still didn't open her mouth. Zhou Yushen took her waist and took her two steps in a hurry. She was very impatient: "Take her to the hospital."

The person in charge changed his face and thought that Xu Yinxi had changed her: "Why, Miss Ye is injured?"

Ye Qiao raised his hand and held the tiger's mouth inadvertently at Xu Yinxi. He swayed a little: "Nothing, I took a bite from the dog and went to the vaccine."