Seeing that He Lang was so eager to try, Chuxue had to take him to the storage room.
The houses are full of boxes, and the boxes are filled with sets of clothes, piled up like mountains.
This time, in order to shoot an advertisement, the male and female protagonists had more than 40 sets of clothes, and now they were all placed in the box. Chuxue and his subordinates took out the clothes one by one, divided according to the characters and plot, and used small
Record the card, clamp it on it, then iron it flatten it to see if there are any stains and desilver problems.
If so, it must be reported to the brand in time, all of which can make people busy.
He Lang bent down with a smile and opened the cardboard box with Chuxue.
He took a pair of big scissors, cut the transparent tape on it, and then tore the packaging bags of the clothes one by one, and hung them up together.
That movement and that look, it was as professional as a professional hot-sucking worker.
Chuxue looked at him in surprise, but He Lang smiled first and showed his white teeth: "Oh, I forgot to say that before I debuted, I used to work as a small worker in a laundry shop. I'm more concerned about this kind of thing.
You are professional.”
"You, you have also worked as a small worker. Isn't it said that you are a rich second-generation. My father spent a lot of money to take over the first movie for you?"
"That's all lies made up by the agency." He Lang sat on the big cardboard box, his handsome eyebrows and eyes a little tired: "My family has no money, and my parents are laid-off workers. I haven't done anything before.
I have done everything in a fast food restaurant, a dishwashing person, a courier, and an apprentice in a hot-selling shop.
I have had poor grades since I was a child and couldn't get into a prestigious university. I just sent takeaways to a rich woman. Then she discovered me. She said that I am so handsome and should go to the entertainment industry. You will do the next thing
knew."
"Then, then you..." Chu Xue looked at He Lang blankly. The young and handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of gold edge, but she didn't expect that he would have such a bitter past.
Subconsciously asked, "Then, then you..."
"You want to ask me if I have anything happened to that rich woman?" He Lang smiled, and a trace of pain flashed through his eyebrows: "What do you think? No one will help others for no reason, Manager Xia, you should know too.
Bar?"
Chuxue was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized why He Lang looked so fond of talking to him. It turned out that he regarded himself as the same person as him.
Chuxue could only sigh: Indeed, from outsiders, this is true, but I knew it was not the case at all, but there was no need to explain it to He Lang.
She smiled: "Mr. He, no matter what, if you give, you will gain something. Compared to many people in this world who have not gained nothing, you are already much lucky."
"Yes, so I never complain." He Lang smiled proudly and brightly again, stood up, and tidied up the clothes on the rack with Chuxue.
Chuxue took an iron and started ironing the skirts. The skirts were made of extremely light materials and would wrinkle after a little movement. In order to achieve the most perfect effect, every pleat must be hot clearly.
Chu.
Chuxue kept hot with the iron, maybe because she was too anxious, and suddenly the iron accidentally touched his other finger.
She screamed softly, wiped the clothes with her hands, and a red mark had already burned out.
He Lang noticed sensitively and looked at Chuxue: "What are you doing? Can you wipe it on your clothes if you get scalded? Come and show it to me."
Chuxue had no choice: "It's just a little bit, it doesn't matter. I was often burned when I was a child."
But He Lang grabbed Chuxue's hand without saying a word, put it next to his mouth and blew it gently.
Chu Xue screamed in surprise and wanted to move her hand away, but she felt a warm breath blowing on her hand. Her face couldn't help but be a little red, and she glared at He Lang: "Let me go!"
"Oh, sorry, Manager Xia, don't think too much. I just used to work in the laundry, if my colleagues had scalded their hands, I would do this."
Chuxue hummed and took his hand back.
He shouted: "Luo Xiaobei, there is a band-aid in the office, please help me get some."
"Oh, Luo Xiaobei's voice came from afar."
He Lang smiled beside him: "Manager Xia really pays attention to the defense line between men and women."
"That's very necessary. I always think of myself as having no gender at work."
"Is that true?" He Lang still smiled: "However, Manager Xia's hands are really soft, and it feels much better than Ye Shan's hands."
Luo Xiaobei was busy bringing iodine, disinfectant and bandages over, and bandage them carefully bandaged them in the first snow.
Suddenly I remembered the scene when Jin Ting bandaged her every time I was injured, and I couldn't help feeling sad again.
Jin Ting, how are you doing now? I really want to go to your side, I'm sorry...
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At this moment, Xu Tingting suddenly ran over from the dressing room and shouted: "Sister Xia, it's not good, you go and have a look."
"What's wrong?"
Chuxue rarely sees Xu Tingting so panicked. Although she is young, she is usually very calm.
Xu Tingting rushed over: "Sister Xia, Sister Xia, Ye Shan's face is allergic, and it's very serious. Now they are all big and beautiful."
"What? It was fine half an hour ago."
Chuxue was nervous and sweating heavily. Everyone knew that if a female celebrity had an allergic reaction to the face, it would be very serious. I don’t know when it would be better. Her time is very precious.
She glanced at Luo Xiaobei: "Xiaobei, let's go over!"
He Lang jumped unwillingly behind and said, "Hey hey hey, I'm the hero, don't forget me!"
"You can come here yourself."
As soon as he entered the dressing room, the dressing room was already in chaos. Ye Shan didn't make any noise. She sat lightly on the chair, looking at herself in the mirror with expressionless expression.
Liang Anqi next to him stretched out her slender index finger and cursed Anna: "Miss An, what's going on? No matter how you say it, you are also a top makeup artist in the industry. And I have worked with us Ye Shan many times. Today you
What exactly did it? She made her face allergic to this? She will have Hollywood blockbuster films in 7 days, and it will take millions a day to delay. How many people will lose their jobs? Can you afford it?"
Anna is not easy to mess with either. She put her waist on her waist, blushed and her neck was thick and yelled: "How do I know why her face is allergic? Who doesn't know about my ruby chest? It's all products that are absolutely pure plant-based and safe!"