The Queen is In Pairs [entertainment Circle]

"Teacher Xia?"

"Teacher Xia?"

"what?"

"It's time to go back."

"Okay." Xia Yitong took two steps, then looked back at the elevator, as if Lu Yinbing was still there.

She doesn't remember herself, it doesn't matter, she will remember it later.

Xia Yitong cheered up and walked back to the room to take a shower.

The emotions represented by the expression on her face quickly became apparent. Fang Fui felt that since joining the cast of "Break Snow", Xia Yitong has been advancing day by day, more cheerful, and optimistic day by day.

She talked to Xia Yitong at the beginning of last year. When handing over with her, her former assistant said: "Mr. Xia looks very good on the outside, but there is a little bit in her heart... how to say, it is similar to a glass heart, but not a glass heart. She often You will be inexplicably lost, pessimistic, privately you will pay more attention to her emotional points, sometimes you will be very desperate, completely ignoring the body, pay attention to let her take a break in time."

And after a long time of contact, this is indeed the case. Xia Yitong is cheerful on the outside, but pessimistic on the inside. The pressure of making mistakes and losing all the time always hangs on her head, and her dedication to career is completely different from ordinary people, running like a machine, but after all, the human body is not a machine. It's done, so it sometimes makes Fang Fen feel terrible.

She is like a person running desperately in the endless night, with only a faint light hanging on her, far away, and no direction from left to right. She can only get close to the light if she runs non-stop for a moment, even if she falls down.

And now Xia Yitong is more like a real person, because the light is just a step away from her, she can stop, take a good look at the light, and then learn how to hug her.

This is a long, sad and sweet process.

Secret love is a bitter emotion, but secret love is also a great thing. If you haven't had a crush on someone, you don't know how good you can be for another person.

Under the dim eye-protecting bedside lamp, Xia Yitong looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table that was pointed at 3:30, put down the script that had been rolled up in just half a month, yawned, and closed the sleeping mask. Eyes, she said to herself:

"Good night, Xia Tong."

The night wind rolled up the long hair in Lu Yinbing’s ears. Lu Yinbing closed the window and walked from the window to the edge of the bed. Xiaoxi had already set the bed and pillows to the angle she was accustomed to, and said, "Miss, room temperature. It’s down to 24 degrees, do you want to take a shower now?"

"wash."

"I'll get you a new pajama, skirt or pants."

"Pants."

"OK."

"Go back to bed after you finish getting your clothes, it's getting late."

"Okay." Xiaoxi replied suspiciously. In the past, Lu Yinbing would tell her to leave after taking a shower. Sometimes there would be some weird tasks for her to do.

Xiaoxi raised the temperature to 26, closed the door and left.

Lu Yinbing threw herself on the bed, and took her backhand over the already made bed and covered her face. In less than a second, she was smoked out by the smell of her body and jumped out of the bed in a mess. Think about it after taking a bath.

——Poor, earn some money to subsidize, by the way, see if there are any opportunities.

——As a group performer?

--Not at all.

--What else?

Lu Yinbing closed her eyes tightly, and hot water ran down her face, dripping over her slender body. She suddenly opened her eyes, surprised that the words she asked were ambiguous. I asked if there was any other purpose besides looking for opportunities to be an actor, but this sentence can also be understood as what you have done besides being a group performer. "Not all" can be understood as not all for being a group performer. It is understandable that Xia Yitong has not only been a group performer, she knows that Xia Yitong pushed the machine, and that she has just been a dresser today.

What is the meaning of her answer?

Does it mean what you think? If it is the first meaning, what opportunities does she look for in places where she frequently mixes tracks?

...Will it be her?

Lu Yinbing calmly denied the answer on his own, but at the same time couldn't help his mood slowly rising because of this speculation.

Lu Yinbing came out of the shower and put body lotion on herself, and thought: But why doesn't she speak? For the sake of not being unreasonable, it is not surprising what fans do for idol, maybe they can sign her if they are moved. By the way, she has known herself for so long and hasn't asked herself for a signature or something.

Or, it is actually the second meaning. She has not only been a group performer, but also has some professions that can't be put on the surface, such as "naked replacement"... and so on. Lu Yinbing treats all film professionals the same, including substitutes, such as Wendi, Wudi, Guangdi, etc. They are everywhere, but they often hide behind the stars and are unknown. The most special one is naked substitutes, especially well-known celebrities, who have exclusive substitutes. Lu Yinbing herself has her own **** substitute who helps her to shoot overly revealing shots, and she respects each other very much herself. But when he thought that Xia Yitong might have done a **** replacement, Lu Yinbing was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Shaking his head, removing the inexplicable guesses in his mind, Lu Yinbing put on the body lotion cover and walked out of the bathroom wearing long-sleeved trousers and pajamas. As soon as he came into contact with the air-conditioned room that had been on for a long time, he felt agitated by the cold. Get into the quilt. The quilt was also cold, and Lu Yinbing rubbed his arms and looked at the ceiling.

I knew it just now. Why didn't she continue to ask? strangeness.

Lu Yinbing couldn't remember the state of mind at the time. Suddenly, her mind had short-circuited. Instinct told her not to ask any more, she really didn't ask any more, **** intuition.

The alarm clock on the bedside table reads two to forty. Next to the alarm clock is a transparent glass bottle tied with a blue ribbon. Lu Yinbing just warmed her hand, struggling for a while, reached out to the bottle and raised it to his eyes to take a closer look. Looking at it, her vision became more and more blurred, and the bottle became one, two, three, and four.

The curved arm gradually flattened, hanging down on the edge of the bed, and the clenched fingers gradually loosened. The bottle rolled on a wooden board not far from the ground with a very light muffled noise. It rolled quickly and rolled into the corner of the wall. Under the cabinet, he gently knocked against the wall and stopped moving.

The clean blue ribbon was stained with dust.

Lu Yinbing breathed smoothly and fell asleep. The hand that had been exposed to the air for a long time moved his fingers slightly, as if he wanted to hold on to something, but in the end he didn’t hold on to anything, and he slid into the warm bed, and then grew. The long-legged woman curled up, buried herself in the bed, and gave a grunt.

The scar on Xia Yitong's back is so beautiful...

Lu Yinbing slept for less than three hours before being called by the alarm clock. She lay on her back on the bed, closed her eyes and twisted the sheets under her hands, making a violent snort because she almost grew out because of too much force. One of my nails was chopped.

Three minutes later, she called Xiaoxi, and Xiaoxi, who had been waiting at the door, swiped her room card to enter. The first thing she did was turned off the air conditioner that was turned up to 28 degrees at night, and then she prepared Lu Yinbing's clothes for today and brushed her teeth. After washing his face and changing clothes, before dawn, Lu Yinbing sat in the dressing room groggy.

Several make-up artists and make-up assistants put out various tools, and began to work hard and meticulously on the one-third acre of land on her face. After more than ten years of high-intensity work, Lu Yinbing had already cultivated a side. Sleeping while putting on make-up, not only can you sit and sleep, but you can also sleep standing up without moving your eyebrows.

She woke up from her sleep, and both the makeup artist and Xiaoxi were taken aback.

Konishi: "What's the matter?"

Lu Yinbing frowned and said, "I seem to have forgotten something."

"Did you forget what to bring? I'll look through it in my bag."

"I don't know, you can look for it."

Xiaoxi turned it over and said, "I have brought everything that should be brought, and there is nothing missing."

"Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong." Lu Yinbing asked, "What time is it?"

"It just arrived at six o'clock. The artist surnamed Xia hasn't arrived yet."

"Have I asked you? Just talk fast."

Xiaoxi stuck his tongue out, anyway, sooner or later he would ask.

Ten minutes later, Lu Yinbing began to scan the direction of the dressing room door frequently with the corner of his eye.

Xiaoxi said, "I'll go out to see if Teacher Xia is here?"

Lu Yinbing said quietly, "Have you ever read the elementary school textbook "The Death of Yang Xiu"? You know too much."

Xiaoxi left a sentence, "You are not Cao Cao," and walked to the door and said, "No, it's obviously a ninth grade text, not a primary school textbook at all."

Lu Yinbing couldn't see her, so he grabbed a gadget and threw it back.

One by one will go to heaven.

Xiaoxi opened the door and walked in and said, "We have searched the studio, and Teacher Xia has not come yet."

"What time is it now?" Lu Yinbing's expression sank to the naked eye.

"six thirty."

"Has it been transformed?"

"Not yet."

Lu Yinbing asked, "Where is my phone?"

Xiaoxi respectfully handed her: "His Royal Highness." Then he immediately stepped back and disappeared into her sight.

Lu Yinbing opened WeChat, logged out, switched accounts, logged in, added new friends, and entered a WeChat account based on memory, and the familiar portrait of the wishing bottle appeared on the screen.

Verification information: I’m a reporter from Entertainment Weekly, Ni Siding.

Lu Yinbing: "Xiaoxi, send a message to Xia Yitong on your WeChat and ask her why she hasn't come. If she asks me what I am doing, she will say that I am sleeping in the dressing room."