Chapter 172 You want to write an essay on double eyelids?
When Wei Yin arrived home in the afternoon, he saw Yan Kui lying on the sofa with an ice pack on her eyes.
He strode over and touched her cheek with his rough fingertips: "What's wrong?"
Yan Kui remained in the same position, having already composed herself, and said, "It's nothing. I was just moved by chatting with Xiao Sheng today."
Wei Yin chuckled: "A sibling confession game?"
Yan Kui pondered for a moment: "Not really, anyway, I'm almost done with the dressing, so it won't swell up like a walnut tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll go upstairs to change my clothes," Wei Yin said, then picked up the ice pack from Yan Kui's eyes, leaned down and kissed her, before quickly putting the ice pack back in its place.
The next day.
Huang Mao Mao, dressed in a suit, rang Yan Kui's doorbell.
After Yan Kui came downstairs, Huang Maomao, who was sitting on the sofa, was startled: "Yan Kui, what happened to your eyes?"
Yan Kui was also speechless. She had applied ice for a long time yesterday, but her swelling was still very bad when she woke up today.
He sighed, "The double eyelid surgery failed."
?
"You only have double eyelids, why do you need to get surgery?"
Huang Maomao is a little confused about the aesthetics of girls these days.
Yan Kui mischievously said, "Make it bigger and wider, don't you think it looks very European and American?"
Huang Maomao looked shocked and stared at Yan Kui's eyes for a few seconds: "You want to write an essay on your eyelids?"
Yan Kui was amused by him and kept chuckling softly while hugging the cushion.
Hearing the noise, Yan Sheng came down from the second floor and saw Huang Maomao. He excitedly rushed over and said, "Brother Chengzhi! I haven't seen you in so long!"
Huang Mao Mao raised his hand and gave Yan Sheng a high five: "You're getting more and more handsome, kid."
Yan Sheng picked up an apple from the table, forked a piece, and handed it to Huang Maomao: "Brother Chengzhi, why are you dressed so formally today? Where are you going?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Maomao stood up, spun around in front of Yan Sheng, and said smugly, "Isn't it handsome? I'm going to accompany Brother Yin to a government meeting today."
Yan Sheng raised his hand and gave a thumbs up: "Handsome."
"Alright, I'll get you a few sets after you graduate."
The two sat on the sofa chatting, and Wei Yin soon came downstairs.
Seeing that Yan Kui was still looking at her phone with swollen eyes, he took the phone from her hand and said in a slightly somber tone, "Aren't your eyes bothering you? Go and rest."
Yan Kui pouted and said, "Okay."
Wei Yin put down his phone and went out to work with Huang Maomao, while Yan Sheng went upstairs to memorize vocabulary.
Seeing that no one was in the living room, Yan Kui picked up her phone again and casually lay on the sofa watching videos.
Less than three minutes later, Yan Kui suddenly heard Wei Yin's flippant yet threatening voice coming from the camera in the corner of the living room: "Yan Kui, still playing around?"
Startled, Yan Kui immediately sat up. Damn it, why didn't anyone tell her that Wei Yin would be watching the home security cameras?!
"No...I'm not playing anymore, I'm going to sleep."
Fortunately, Yan Kui didn't hear Wei Yin's voice again after saying that, and breathed a sigh of relief.
That jerk, why is he so fierce?
I thought to myself, but I still obediently went upstairs to rest.
…………
For a whole month, Yan Kui stayed at home selecting from the list of actors for auditions sent by Duke.
Looking at the resumes of more than two hundred actors in the computer folder, the production team finally set the end of the month for the last round of auditions.
The audition was held in an office on the second floor of the International Building, which Duke had recently rented for the crew, essentially as a temporary office.
At nine o'clock that morning, Yan Kui was already sitting at the table, watching the actors who were auditioning come in one after another.
She doesn't understand acting, but she's an investor, so her words carry more weight.
As the directors gave their critiques one by one, Yan Kui glanced at her phone, feeling a bit bored.
The actor who was auditioning in front of him left after hearing the director's comments.
A staff member called out towards the door:
"Next, number 89, Shi Ruoxia."
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