"Okay, let's go", everyone understood that it meant that the female artist wanted to maintain a refined and perfect image in front of the camera at all times.
Unexpectedly, after Zhou Ze, who had already sat down, drank a whole glass of water, he suddenly thought that what Wang Yiyi hated most was people who didn't wash their hands or change clothes when they got home, even if they were still outside. He stood up again,
"Then I'll change it too."
He followed Wang Yiyi, who had long since disappeared, and thought to himself that it wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he was just too tired.
"Mr. Zhou, you can have something to eat before you go." Teacher Gao wanted to stop Zhou Ze, but saw him muttering something in his mouth and walking away without looking back. He muttered, "It's weird, he's usually dirty.
I'm used to it. I just wanted to sit down when I came back from the mission last night. Why are you suddenly so particular today? Doesn't it look like we are very slovenly?"
He turned back, moved his chopsticks, and shouted loudly inside: "Yi Yi, Mr. Zhou, hurry up, the director still has tasks to announce."
Because everyone assumed that changing clothes when Wang Yi said it meant touching up makeup, so Zhou Ze said that he wanted to change clothes, which was unnecessary.
Zhou Ze really changed into a set of clean clothes and came out, and so did Wang Yiyi. In addition, his face was also washed clean and he appeared without makeup.
Fang Yitong looked closely at Wang Yiyi's face in disbelief, and said exaggeratedly: "Sister Yi Yi, have you really taken off your makeup?"
"Yes." Wang Yi opened the lunch box in front of her nonchalantly and nodded slightly. She didn't like the feeling of sticky makeup sticking to her face, especially after sweating.
Fu Yuchun has long been used to it, and joked with a smile: "She is probably the actress who dislikes makeup the most I have ever seen. There is no way she can be on camera, but she probably wants to ask the makeup artist every morning if she can do it."
Put some makeup on me and let me go back and sleep a little longer."
Fu Yuchun's statement was very true. Everyone did not expect that Wang Yiyi would be like this in private, subverting the image they had always had in their hearts, and they couldn't help laughing.
"How can I not", but because of the camera, she still had to argue in a low voice to save her image.
Fu Yuchun continued to break the news, "You have to say it yourself, as long as we meet in private, when do you put on makeup, do you still say that I am not worthy of you?"
"No," Wang Yiyi covered her cheeks in embarrassment, leaving only her eyes exposed. When she smiled, her eyes were crooked, and after taking off her makeup, her whole body looked smaller and softer.
She even wanted to have someone pinch her face, which seemed completely inoffensive.
Fang Yitong thought so, and did the same thing as if magic was cast on his hands.
"Well, it's really soft."
After squeezing, she realized that everyone on the table was looking straight at her, with some strange meaning in their eyes.
"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong," she couldn't have thought wrongly. She waved her hands and shook her head repeatedly, kicked the chair far away, bowed and said: "Sister Yi Yi, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. You must not misunderstand me."
Ah, I just think your skin is so good, I want to pinch it."
At that moment, Wang Yi's whole face turned red. This was the first time she had been molested by someone of the same sex so blatantly.
"It doesn't matter." She hesitated for a few seconds, blinked her eyes to relieve the embarrassment, and said mischievously, "So what does it feel like?"
"It's very soft, just like it looks." Fang Yitong pinched his own cheeks seriously, with a frustrated look on his face, "Sister Yiyi, do you have any skin care tips?"