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3602. Chapter 3602 Shouting with a fiery temper

"Well, give it to me."

Jing Jiaren reached out to take it and closed the door again.

The people standing outside all looked at each other in disbelief - is it really different with the arrival of a beautiful designer? Mr. Gong finally calmed down his temper?

That shouldn't be the case. I've often sent beautiful designers to him in the past, but the beauty trap never works.

Could it be that Jing Jiaren is particularly suitable for Gong Zihua’s taste?

Just when everyone was in disbelief, the door suddenly opened again. Jing Jiaren leaned in front of the door and said, "Who is the makeup artist?"

"Hello, it's me."

"Come in and touch up Mr. Gong's makeup."

The makeup artist was a little shaky, but she went in anyway.

Next, the hairstylist, stylist, and assistant were called in by Jing Jiaren one after another, and they were all fine.

The photographers, lighting engineers and studio engineers who stayed outside all became curious. What kind of magic power did Jing Jiaren have that could suppress a tiger with her bare hands?

You know, Mong Zihua's character is notoriously difficult to approach.

A little while ago, Mr. Gong walked out of the dressing room...

A row of 7 dazzling earrings on his ear sparkling under the light is his trademark.

Gong Zihua wears punk clothes all her life, black tight leather pants, a short top decorated with martens and tassels, and her hair is combed into horse mane, standing high, which is both cool and wild.

He walked up to the light with an enthusiastic face, casually raised his hand on his forehead, and looked at the camera.

It's very dazzling and lethal, and you get into the feeling almost immediately.

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the chair next to her.

"Queen," SUN moved to Jing Jiaren's side, "How did you deal with him?"

Jing Jiaren smiled and curled her lips, but said nothing.

Two stylists on the side whispered to each other: "He's so handsome."

"As expected of me, I am still in my early 20s and already firmly in the position of king."

Although Gong Zihua likes to act like a big name, he is very professional. It is said that he rarely uses NG when making movies, and most of them can be passed in one pass. Moreover, his eyes and acting skills are very expressive and can lead the drama.

Anyone who plays opposite him will be easily dragged into the scene by him.

A group of photos were taken, and the photographer kept shouting:

"So-good!"

"That's right!"

"OK! OK!"



There is no need to teach him how to pose POSS at all. He just puts his hands in his pockets and looks very handsome in any movement he makes...

Well, of course, it is not on the same level as Ximen Longting.

"Don't look!" SUN suddenly pouted and angrily blocked Jing Jiaren's eyes with both hands, "You can't keep staring at men outside the Ximen family..."

Jing Jiaren was speechless. This boy had the same virtues as Ximen Longting.

"He taught you?"

"No! You can only watch SUN and KING!"

Jing Jiaren sighed and lowered her head to look at the information in the document.

After half an hour, the filming was paused. Miyako Hana, who was covered in sweat, sat down coldly on a chair and started yelling angrily again.

The assistant brought the water over, but he just took it in his hand and poured it back: "You want to burn me to death?"

"Mr. Gong, this is warm water."

"How dare you fucking talk back?"

Seeing the scene, she couldn't hold on any longer. The stylist hurried over and reminded Jing Jiaren to come to the rescue.

She frowned coldly, put down the document, and walked over in a few strides...

"Mong Zihua, shut up!"

"..."

"Gong Zihua, sit down!"


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