Chapter 416
Yang Huanxiao swiped the door with the key card, turned the handle and pushed the door in. However, the room was silent. Seeing the bed rolled into a ball, Yang Huanxiao frowned, stepped forward and pushed, "Qingqing, get up and tidy up quickly." , Director Steve said to gather in front of the red carpet door at 10 o'clock."
As soon as the words fell, the person on the bed suddenly sat up, startled Yang Huan and laughed, and when she saw Ji Qingqing's appearance, a bit of shock flashed across her face, "Qingqing, are you having a nightmare?"
The woman on the bed had black hair already soaked with sweat, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her fair complexion had cyan dark circles that were particularly glaring. There were bloodshot eyes, as if she hadn't slept all night.
Ji Qingqing was silent for a moment, brushed her messy black hair, got off the bed, stepped into the bathroom wearing a thin pink silk nightdress, and said softly, "I'm taking a shower, the stylist is here, tell her to wait one time."
Looking at Ji Qingqing's back, Yang Huan smiled worriedly, "Okay."
Today is the annual awards ceremony of the American Statue Film Festival. The film directed by Steve was successfully nominated for many awards, and Ji Qingqing, as the third female lead in the film, also received an invitation letter to attend as she wished.
On the day when the list of nominations for the statuettes was announced, Ji Qingqing received a lot of attention from the Chinese media, and soon became the number one hot search list on Xinxin Weibo. There is a wave of boasting, such as "the first actor in China to be invited to the Statue Film Festival by virtue of his role", "Ji Qingqing is expected to become China's No. 6 in Hollywood", "the business card of oriental culture-Ji Qingqing".
Yang Huanxiao sat on the sofa and lowered his head, thinking, if the film directed by Steve can win one or two awards this time, the publicity on Weibo and LINS can be spread, and even more Hollywood friends can be made friends at the celebration banquet. Directing is even better.
The doorbell rang suddenly, interrupting Yang Huanxiao's contemplation, and opened the door. Mo Wen was standing outside with a toolbox, and behind him were two assistants with a lot of things in their hands, "Sister Huan, we didn't come Is it late?"
Yang Huan smiled politely, and led the three of them into the hotel living room, "No, I will trouble you this time, Teacher Mo Wen."
Mo Wen's fame has grown in the past few years. After leaving Legendary Entertainment, he set up a studio by himself. His reputation has not diminished but increased. Now he is the queen stylist for many first-line movie stars in China.
Mo Wen put down the toolbox and scanned around, but didn't see the expected person, and asked sideways, "Where's Ji Qingqing?"
"Sorry, Qingqing didn't sleep well last night, please wait a moment."
Mo Wen gave a soft "hmm", and placed the tools on the table with two assistants, while Yang Huanxiao pushed open the door of the guest room, and there was the sound of dripping water from the bathroom. After a few seconds, there was no sign of stopping.
"Qingqing, are you still okay?"
Yang Huanxiao's shout outside the door woke up the woman sitting in the bathtub. Her wet black hair drooped on her shoulders, and her dull eyes moved. After a long time, Ji Qingqing slowly stood up, mechanically picked up the towel and wrapped it around her body. , to cover up that alluring scenery.
He reached out to wipe the wet hair, and looked at the figure in the mirror. The face of the figure in the mirror was pale, and the swollen eye bags and dark circles were particularly conspicuous, far from the usual glamorous appearance.
If she hadn't overheard a piece of news last night, she wouldn't be in such a state. Mike, his dark eyes trembling, suddenly turned on the faucet, splashed a handful of water on his face, and a chill hit his face , let her whole body wake up a bit.
Thinking of this, the chapped lips moved, and a mosquito-like voice sounded in the bathroom, "It will be fine."
After not hearing a reply for a long time, Yang Huanxiao got a little anxious, patted the bathroom door, and began to call out to the people inside, "Qingqing, Qing. Hey, you came out, why is it taking so long?"
Ji Qingqing had an indifferent expression on his face, and smiled across Yang Huan while wiping his head, "Is Mo Wen here?"
Yang Huan smiled helplessly and urged, "It's about seven or eight minutes, you should change your clothes quickly, don't make Mo Wen wait in a hurry."
The corners of Ji Qingqing's mouth twitched slightly, and a bit of sarcasm flashed in her eyes. If Steve's film can win an award this time, her status in Hollywood will also be improved. All the famous directors at the celebration banquet, as long as she If you catch one, why worry about not having an international film?
At that time, will she still need to pay attention to the emotions of a small character like Mo Wen?
But today's makeup depends on Mo Wen, and she has to have a better attitude.
Thinking of this, Ji Qingqing quickly changed her clothes, and walked out of the room with a sweet smile on her face, "Mr. Mo, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting."
Mo Wen responded lightly, his expression a little faint.
The cold reaction made Ji Qingqing look away suddenly, and looked at the two assistants behind Mo Wen, "Ah, the two teachers have been waiting for a long time, right? I'm really sorry!"
Her half-wet and half-dry hair was a bit wet, her big eyes were full of apology, her pale face made people feel pity, and wearing a simple white dress made her look a little sick.
The two design assistants beside him waved their hands pityingly, "Sister Qingqing, it's okay, we haven't waited for a long time."
Mo Wen secretly clicked his tongue, what a lovely and pitiful white lotus flower, when someone apologizes for being late, it needs to be comforted instead.
Seeing that his two idiots had fallen into the lotus pond, Mo Wen said coldly, "Let's start, or it will be too late."
Ji Qingqing's smile froze, "Ah, yes, Teacher Mo."
Sitting on the chair, behind him, Mo Wen skillfully picked up the hair dryer to dry Ji Qingqing's black hair thoroughly, picked up the tools and started to get busy. During this time, he kept ordering two assistants to start skin care, nails and base makeup for Ji Qingqing.
Nearly two hours later, that glamorous Ji Qingqing reappeared in front of everyone, wearing a gorgeous red national style tube top dress, with layers of gauze as Ji Qingqing walked, like a blooming peony.
Yang Huanxiao sent the three of Mo Wen to the door, not forgetting to thank you politely, "I'm sorry to trouble you today, Teacher Mo Wen."
Mo Wen's expression was rather cold, and he politely replied, "You're welcome, it's your duty." He took the two idiots behind him and left.
Mo Wen's unenthusiastic attitude made Ji Qingqing frown, the sweet smile on his face had dissipated, and he looked at Yang Huanxiao who walked in with a sullen face, "Don't look for him next time, Huaxia is not only one stylist."
Yang Huan smiled and sighed slightly, "Be patient, Mo Wen's skills are among the best in China. When no one can replace him, it's better not to conflict with him."
Ji Qingqing nodded with a displeased expression, but she couldn't be more angry than Mo Wen's indifferent attitude. Because she participated in the movie directed by Steve, Ji Qingqing's fame and popularity rose in China, and the people she met in China, No one would treat him as indifferently as Mo Wen.
Yang Huanxiao packed up his things, glanced at the time, and opened the door, "Let's go, the car is already at the hotel entrance."
(End of this chapter)
Yang Huanxiao swiped the door with the key card, turned the handle and pushed the door in. However, the room was silent. Seeing the bed rolled into a ball, Yang Huanxiao frowned, stepped forward and pushed, "Qingqing, get up and tidy up quickly." , Director Steve said to gather in front of the red carpet door at 10 o'clock."
As soon as the words fell, the person on the bed suddenly sat up, startled Yang Huan and laughed, and when she saw Ji Qingqing's appearance, a bit of shock flashed across her face, "Qingqing, are you having a nightmare?"
The woman on the bed had black hair already soaked with sweat, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her fair complexion had cyan dark circles that were particularly glaring. There were bloodshot eyes, as if she hadn't slept all night.
Ji Qingqing was silent for a moment, brushed her messy black hair, got off the bed, stepped into the bathroom wearing a thin pink silk nightdress, and said softly, "I'm taking a shower, the stylist is here, tell her to wait one time."
Looking at Ji Qingqing's back, Yang Huan smiled worriedly, "Okay."
Today is the annual awards ceremony of the American Statue Film Festival. The film directed by Steve was successfully nominated for many awards, and Ji Qingqing, as the third female lead in the film, also received an invitation letter to attend as she wished.
On the day when the list of nominations for the statuettes was announced, Ji Qingqing received a lot of attention from the Chinese media, and soon became the number one hot search list on Xinxin Weibo. There is a wave of boasting, such as "the first actor in China to be invited to the Statue Film Festival by virtue of his role", "Ji Qingqing is expected to become China's No. 6 in Hollywood", "the business card of oriental culture-Ji Qingqing".
Yang Huanxiao sat on the sofa and lowered his head, thinking, if the film directed by Steve can win one or two awards this time, the publicity on Weibo and LINS can be spread, and even more Hollywood friends can be made friends at the celebration banquet. Directing is even better.
The doorbell rang suddenly, interrupting Yang Huanxiao's contemplation, and opened the door. Mo Wen was standing outside with a toolbox, and behind him were two assistants with a lot of things in their hands, "Sister Huan, we didn't come Is it late?"
Yang Huan smiled politely, and led the three of them into the hotel living room, "No, I will trouble you this time, Teacher Mo Wen."
Mo Wen's fame has grown in the past few years. After leaving Legendary Entertainment, he set up a studio by himself. His reputation has not diminished but increased. Now he is the queen stylist for many first-line movie stars in China.
Mo Wen put down the toolbox and scanned around, but didn't see the expected person, and asked sideways, "Where's Ji Qingqing?"
"Sorry, Qingqing didn't sleep well last night, please wait a moment."
Mo Wen gave a soft "hmm", and placed the tools on the table with two assistants, while Yang Huanxiao pushed open the door of the guest room, and there was the sound of dripping water from the bathroom. After a few seconds, there was no sign of stopping.
"Qingqing, are you still okay?"
Yang Huanxiao's shout outside the door woke up the woman sitting in the bathtub. Her wet black hair drooped on her shoulders, and her dull eyes moved. After a long time, Ji Qingqing slowly stood up, mechanically picked up the towel and wrapped it around her body. , to cover up that alluring scenery.
He reached out to wipe the wet hair, and looked at the figure in the mirror. The face of the figure in the mirror was pale, and the swollen eye bags and dark circles were particularly conspicuous, far from the usual glamorous appearance.
If she hadn't overheard a piece of news last night, she wouldn't be in such a state. Mike, his dark eyes trembling, suddenly turned on the faucet, splashed a handful of water on his face, and a chill hit his face , let her whole body wake up a bit.
Thinking of this, the chapped lips moved, and a mosquito-like voice sounded in the bathroom, "It will be fine."
After not hearing a reply for a long time, Yang Huanxiao got a little anxious, patted the bathroom door, and began to call out to the people inside, "Qingqing, Qing. Hey, you came out, why is it taking so long?"
Ji Qingqing had an indifferent expression on his face, and smiled across Yang Huan while wiping his head, "Is Mo Wen here?"
Yang Huan smiled helplessly and urged, "It's about seven or eight minutes, you should change your clothes quickly, don't make Mo Wen wait in a hurry."
The corners of Ji Qingqing's mouth twitched slightly, and a bit of sarcasm flashed in her eyes. If Steve's film can win an award this time, her status in Hollywood will also be improved. All the famous directors at the celebration banquet, as long as she If you catch one, why worry about not having an international film?
At that time, will she still need to pay attention to the emotions of a small character like Mo Wen?
But today's makeup depends on Mo Wen, and she has to have a better attitude.
Thinking of this, Ji Qingqing quickly changed her clothes, and walked out of the room with a sweet smile on her face, "Mr. Mo, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting."
Mo Wen responded lightly, his expression a little faint.
The cold reaction made Ji Qingqing look away suddenly, and looked at the two assistants behind Mo Wen, "Ah, the two teachers have been waiting for a long time, right? I'm really sorry!"
Her half-wet and half-dry hair was a bit wet, her big eyes were full of apology, her pale face made people feel pity, and wearing a simple white dress made her look a little sick.
The two design assistants beside him waved their hands pityingly, "Sister Qingqing, it's okay, we haven't waited for a long time."
Mo Wen secretly clicked his tongue, what a lovely and pitiful white lotus flower, when someone apologizes for being late, it needs to be comforted instead.
Seeing that his two idiots had fallen into the lotus pond, Mo Wen said coldly, "Let's start, or it will be too late."
Ji Qingqing's smile froze, "Ah, yes, Teacher Mo."
Sitting on the chair, behind him, Mo Wen skillfully picked up the hair dryer to dry Ji Qingqing's black hair thoroughly, picked up the tools and started to get busy. During this time, he kept ordering two assistants to start skin care, nails and base makeup for Ji Qingqing.
Nearly two hours later, that glamorous Ji Qingqing reappeared in front of everyone, wearing a gorgeous red national style tube top dress, with layers of gauze as Ji Qingqing walked, like a blooming peony.
Yang Huanxiao sent the three of Mo Wen to the door, not forgetting to thank you politely, "I'm sorry to trouble you today, Teacher Mo Wen."
Mo Wen's expression was rather cold, and he politely replied, "You're welcome, it's your duty." He took the two idiots behind him and left.
Mo Wen's unenthusiastic attitude made Ji Qingqing frown, the sweet smile on his face had dissipated, and he looked at Yang Huanxiao who walked in with a sullen face, "Don't look for him next time, Huaxia is not only one stylist."
Yang Huan smiled and sighed slightly, "Be patient, Mo Wen's skills are among the best in China. When no one can replace him, it's better not to conflict with him."
Ji Qingqing nodded with a displeased expression, but she couldn't be more angry than Mo Wen's indifferent attitude. Because she participated in the movie directed by Steve, Ji Qingqing's fame and popularity rose in China, and the people she met in China, No one would treat him as indifferently as Mo Wen.
Yang Huanxiao packed up his things, glanced at the time, and opened the door, "Let's go, the car is already at the hotel entrance."
(End of this chapter)
