Jiang Mei, whose sisterhood was a failure, was a little embarrassed for a moment. She didn't expect Lin Luosang to tell the truth, but she seemed to have already thought of a way to smooth things over. When she withdrew her hand, she put on a semi-permanent elegant smile again: "Maybe I remembered it wrong. After all, there are so many sisters in the circle, so it's inevitable that there will be confusion. It's just a small matter, don't be angry."
In just one short sentence, she hinted that she had many friends and asked Lin Luosang to be less narrow-minded. How come she said everything?
Lin Luosang was about to speak, but Ah Guai had already taken the initiative to defend her: "No, Sister Sang has a very good temper."
Since Ahguai had spoken out and received a few responses, Lin Luosang didn't add anything unnecessary.
The interview finally ended and everyone went home. Although Lin Luosang was busy, he saw a jewelry store nearby. Out of his genuine love for jade, he couldn't resist the temptation and went in to take a look.
She immediately noticed the pair of jade earrings, which were of very good quality. She couldn't help but stop and wonder whether this accessory would match the stage she would perform on the day after tomorrow.
Unexpectedly, footsteps were heard behind me. Jiang Mei approached slowly, a cigarette in her hand, and the smoke was curling as she spoke: "Do you like this?"
Lin Luosang didn't want to breathe in the secondhand smoke, so he subconsciously dodged it, but then he heard Jiang Mei continue in a casual tone, "I'm a regular customer here, maybe I can get you a discount."
This jewelry store is located in a prime location in the city center, and every piece of jewelry is not cheap. Jiang Mei emphasized the word "old customer" with particular emphasis, but pretended to be showing it off casually, revealing a superficial and vulgar air.
She didn't say anything, but Jiang Mei seemed to feel that she had regained her dignity. She flicked off the ash while puffing out a cigarette, twisted her waist to open the cigarette box, and motioned her to have a cigarette.
Lin Luosang frowned in confusion: "I don't smoke."
"You don't smoke?" Jiang Mei also got angry. "That's enough. Why are you pretending here?"
She really felt that she had been patient for a long time, and had been trying her best to restrain her temper in order to maintain her image. However, some people just couldn't understand other people's expressions and repeatedly refused to give her a way out.
How many people in the industry are clean? She originally wanted to put on a show, but who knew that this hypocritical Lin Luosang was so unlucky and clearly didn't want to stand on her side, not even willing to pretend.
Lin Luosang couldn't help but find it funny when he saw Jiang Mei jumping up and down as if her tail had been stepped on.
A singer's voice is their most important weapon. Since entering the industry, Lin Luosang has given up all spicy foods, covers her neck with a scarf when sleeping in the winter, and rarely touches cold food, let alone cigarettes, which can affect the condition of her vocal cords. For her, this is essential to being a singer.
I didn't expect that Jiang Mei was pretending in front of everyone, but once she left the studio, her true colors were revealed, and she used herself to measure the whole world in a harsh way.
"I really don't smoke, and I suggest you smoke less too," Lin Luosang reminded as he left. "Otherwise, if the high pitch hits you three times in a row, even the sound engineer won't be able to fix it."
Jiang Mei was stunned, and suddenly remembered that she had indeed missed three high notes when she sang on the last stage, but she thought the atmosphere was good and no one noticed. Unexpectedly, Lin Luosang not only heard it clearly, but also remembered the number of times so accurately.
The cigarette slowly burned out, almost burning her fingertips. Jiang Mei shuddered, gritted her teeth, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and angrily crushed it a few times with her high heels to vent her anger.
Lin Luosang was about to go on stage the day after tomorrow. After repeated consideration, she realized belatedly that her current form of songs and partial performances was not enough to tell a complete story.
A more straightforward presentation method must be added, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced.
As she started to think, she began to pace around the house. As she walked, she felt a little empty, so she ran to the kitchen to cut lemon slices. Her mind began to actively think of a plan. After about twenty minutes of cutting lemon slices, she finally had an epiphany. She didn't have enough strength to stop, and the knife cut into the chopping board with a "bang".
So as soon as Pei Hanzhou opened the door, he heard the sound of a knife falling, and almost thought that someone was robbing in the kitchen in broad daylight.
Immediately afterwards, the robber, no, his wife came out of the kitchen wearing a soft pastel-colored shirt. When she saw him, she was really scared.
The man glanced at her and asked, "Who are you killing?"
"Killing part," she smiled mysteriously and made a gesture of wiping her neck, "Lin Luosang's killer move on stage."
After handsomely performing the neck-wiping pose, she casually sucked the lemon slice in her hand between her lips - but unsurprisingly, she failed in the next second and was almost driven to death by the sour taste.
Seeing her facial features wrinkled in grievance and tears in the corners of her eyes, the man who should have been speechless actually raised the corners of his lips uncontrollably.
Lin Luosang fumbled around on the table for a while before finding his cup and throwing the lemon into it. He reflected bitterly, "This was an accident, not part of my performance."
She always seems to be very concerned about her stage, afraid that it will be desecrated by anyone.
Pei Hanzhou watched her walk into the study. Without even thinking, he knew that she had devoted herself to music again.
After a while, the sound of conversation came from the study. Lin Luosang was walking downstairs while on the phone, and several times he even stopped in the stairwell when he got to the point. "It's urgent. I need it done within two days as a background for the performance. She can name the price, and I'm willing to accept any of it. I've done everything before. Why don't you just ask Zheng Yimian to draw ten according to my document and it will be done? Oh, no need. I can handle this myself. Can you also help me contact Lin Zan? I need her to draw a poster for me. I'll use that as the preview for the video when I post it on Weibo."
When people are serious, it is always easy to pull others into their own world. Pei Hanzhou picked up the cup and looked at her sideways. She seemed to be looking for something on the table, but didn't find it. She went to the living room and sat next to him.
"I'm not being polite. I want to do it myself. Okay, that's it. I'm hanging up."
After Lin Luosang hung up the phone, he began typing and negotiating non-stop. He was busy for half an hour before he put down his phone, closed his eyes and collapsed on the sofa to charge.
The man almost understood what she was doing. He slid the touchpad and said casually, "Aren't you tired of checking everything yourself?"
She narrowed her eyes slightly, confirming that he was talking to her before continuing, "I'm tired, but... tired and happy."
"After all, no one knows what I want better than me, right?"
This is her profession, something she loves from the bottom of her heart, and a dream that she will get up and continue to fight for even if she has to fall. She hopes to do her best to complete it to the best of her ability, so she is willing to devote her heart and soul to costumes, lighting, stage effects, and backgrounds, which she can leave to others to present the look she has imagined in her mind, just to leave no regrets in her passion and to ensure that every detail is perfect.
Some people might think she's stupid. If she had spent that time on commercial performances, she could have doubled her earnings.
But sometimes she felt that it was not bad to continue being stupid like this.
Pei Hanzhou glanced at her thoughtfully.
She had just searched for top painters in the painting forum before deciding on Lin Zan and Zheng Yimian. Feeling a little tired, she leaned on the cushion and took a nap for five minutes.
Artists' sleep time is usually fragmented, so over time, she has mastered the skill of quickly recovering her energy in five minutes.
Just as expected, she woke up on time five minutes later, her energy restored, and she went over with great interest to see what the man was doing.
She pointed at his screen and said, "Don't you always do things yourself?"
The man stared at her fingertips and suddenly asked, "What's the red one?"
She then noticed a small wound on her hand that was bleeding, and replied, "Maybe I wasn't paying attention when I cut the lemon just now. It will be fine after I disinfect it."
Pei Hanzhou was about to say that the medicine box was in the cabinet, but she sucked the wound directly. The slight swallowing sound was faint but clear in the quiet hall, and her pale pink lips were slightly bulging and moving.
After disinfecting himself according to popular thinking, Lin Luosang felt someone was looking at him. He bit the soft flesh of his fingertips and raised his eyes, but his eyes only met the man's for a moment.
The next moment, Pei Hanzhou turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened, but his Adam's apple rolled restrainedly.
She felt that the atmosphere seemed a little off, so she quickly opened Weibo to divert her attention. When she scrolled to the end of a certain Weibo post, a related photo album suddenly popped up. She clicked around absentmindedly and actually came across a spot for appreciating Pei Hanzhou's beautiful hands. She even posted a six-square grid of him washing his hands.
After shaking his palm twice, he somehow entered the comment section, where the top comment was releasing fierce words: [These hands are too tempting, especially when they do something unspeakable [grin]]
Every building in the building was issuing detention warnings to the hot reviewers. Lin Luosang frowned and muttered a few words in his heart, his eyes involuntarily sliding to his typing fingers.
It does look pretty good, slender and well-defined, and quite agile when typing fast.
Her mind inexplicably began to wander again, and it seemed that she was unable to stop.
She wasn't as alert as he was, until the man turned around and caught her in the act: "What are you looking at?"
"No...no." Lin Luosang put his fingers together to fan his cheeks, twisting his body awkwardly a few times, and said, "It's just a little hot."
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The room was silent. The two of them sat side by side for a long time, harboring ulterior motives. Lin Luosang didn't know what had happened to his brain again, and blurted out for no reason: "Aren't you going to take a shower?"
"What are you doing after taking a shower?" The man paused, his eyes looking somewhat obscure.
Lin Luosang leaned back hugging the pillow, his voice stuttering: "No...what are you doing? Don't you like taking a bath?"
He looked away coldly and continued to work: "Oh, then I won't wash it."
…? ?
What do you mean by not washing if you don’t do anything?
Tasting the hint of disappointment in his words, Lin Luosang felt that the living room was now fraught with danger, and if she wasn't careful, she would be taken advantage of. To protect herself, she quickly put on her slippers and ran upstairs. As she passed the dining table, she remembered that she had come downstairs to drink water because she couldn't find a cup and had gone to the living room.
So where did her cup go?
Standing at the stairs and turning around, she found that the cup in the man's hand looked very familiar. It was hers, and the lemon slice she had sucked was still floating on it...
Then, under her gaze, the man picked up the cup and took a sip.
This man is so lazy that he doesn't even bother to pour the water and insists on drinking hers?
She was silent for a few minutes, poured herself another cup, and then went upstairs.
The day before the third episode of "Audio-Visual Feast" was recorded, Lin Luosang was invited to attend a ceremony of a fashion magazine. It was said that this magazine had cooperated with the program team and would take pictures of popular contestants during the semi-finals and finals, and the most popular contestants would even be on the cover.
But today's event is just a grand ceremony. Everyone walks the red carpet and signs autographs. The actresses are responsible for wearing haute couture dresses to show off their beauty, and then have the studio release a set of beautiful retouched photos.
Lin Luosang randomly chose a pink feather dress. She had fair skin, a small frame, a slender swan neck, and smooth and straight collarbones. She looked good in anything she wore.
She bumped into Jiang Mei just after she finished signing autographs on the red carpet. Jiang Mei must have wanted to be stunningly stunning, so she deliberately squeezed out a cleavage and a slit in the back. She pinched her waist and smiled faintly at the camera, hiding her scheming of "I may not compete with the world, but I must be on the headlines."
Jiang Mei's studio probably even prepared a press release about the goddess with great temperament and figure. Plus, the two of them were wearing similar dresses. Lin Luosang didn't want to get into trouble again, so she avoided Jiang Mei intentionally or unintentionally. But Jiang Mei seemed to be looking for her and walked up to her while everyone was chatting backstage.
It's like a ball of sticky mud that you can't get rid of.
Before Jiang Mei could say anything, a passing host exclaimed: "This dress——"
Jiang Mei smiled proudly and puffed out her chest.
The host looked at Lin Luosang and said, "Sangsang, this dress is from a new designer I really like! I think there are only three of them in China. The other two are in the closets of top fashion designers and are not available for loan."
"Do you like it?" Lin Luosang had a good relationship with the host, so he said, "We seem to have similar figures. Next time you want to wear it, send me a WeChat message and I'll have my assistant send it to you."
She and the host are from different industries, so there is nothing wrong with borrowing each other's dresses and it is not sensitive.
"That's great! By the way, our show is currently looking for new guests. Are you interested?"
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Jiang Mei, who was about to accept the praise, was not only humiliated but also ignored. She didn't want to say any more polite words and turned around to vent her anger to her little sisters.
To cheer Jiang Mei up, the sisters scolded Lin Luosang for a long time, even snorting when Lin Luosang passed by: "Don't you see who helped you get to your position? Why are you so arrogant?"
The sound was neither loud nor soft, just enough for Lin Luosang to hear it. There were also many people chatting nearby looking over here.
Lin Luosang, who was given the script of a runner-up, didn't know how he became a celebrity who relied on others to get to the top. He asked sideways, "Who did I rely on to get to the top?"
"Who did you trick into marrying? Everyone knows who you were, right? Someone told me you were pregnant at the beginning." The girl was stunned for a moment, but quickly looked at her belly. "You faked a pregnancy to force someone into marriage, so Pei Hanzhou hates you and never plays with you, right?"
"I originally thought he'd take you with him to Myanmar. After all, there's an auction there, and Myanmar jade is so good, and everyone in the industry says you like jade—but I didn't expect you to have to look so pathetic and run around today. Judging from your expression, I'm afraid you don't even know about his itinerary for Myanmar, right?"
She really didn't know that Pei Hanzhou went to Myanmar. After all, they had no habit of reporting each other's itineraries. So she thought about it for a while and didn't have time to reply.
Unexpectedly, the little sister intensified her anger: "I heard that he bought a pair of extremely expensive red jade earrings this afternoon and left. I wonder if he was rushing to date some girl... But this slap in the face is too blatant, isn't it? Don't you feel pain?"
Jiang Mei's sister, a model, was shaking her red wine glass and laughing ostentatiously, as if she was going to settle all the old and new scores that Lin Luosang had angered Jiang Mei with. Seeing Lin Luosang take two steps forward, she thought she was about to leave, so she hurriedly swayed forward and stretched out a leg to step on her skirt to stop her: "Why are you leaving? Are you embarrassed that your husband cheated on you in public?"
Lin Luosang was busy changing the champagne and had no time to speak, but the little sister started to act arrogantly. She dodged the inconsiderate leg and was about to open her mouth to retort, but she was tripped again by the little sister's persistence.
Before she could find her balance and stand firm, she fell into someone's warm arms in the next second.
The familiar scent of cypress swept over, and the man's deep voice slowly rang out: "Sorry, I'm a little late."
Amidst the uproar, she was also stunned.
Is this... Pei Hanzhou's voice? Why is he here?
"But I just bought you a pair of earrings." The man was not affected. He half circled her and opened the velvet jewelry box in his hand. "See if you like it."
Inside the box were the red jade earrings that the little sister had just mentioned. Under the light, the red was delicate and transparent, and the color and texture were both top-notch.
It was as if a certain connection was suddenly opened, and she suddenly realized that Pei Hanzhou was supporting her. She concentrated her mind and looked up at the expressions of Jiang Mei and the little sister opposite her.
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