Chapter 471
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In the makeup room upstairs.
Gong Xu leaned back in the spacious and comfortable chair, one leg crossed over the other. He held his phone in his hand and was playing games. The hairdresser, makeup artist, stylist, and a bunch of other people were circling around him.
Next to him were two assistants. One of them held a large coconut in his hand and stood attentively to the side. When Gong Xu finished a game, he would carefully pass the coconut to him and feed him a mouthful.
The other person stood a few steps away and kept snapping photos for him.
"Xu-ge, it's done. Do you think these are okay?" The assistant nervously walked over with the camera.
Gong Xu glanced at them and said with a look of disdain, "Tsk, they didn't capture even a millionth of this young master's handsomeness!"
The assistant hurriedly flattered him, "How could that be? Xu-ge, you have 365 degrees without any blind spots. You're handsome no matter how you take them!"
Gong Xu didn't feel anything about this kind of half-hearted compliment. He impatiently pointed at a few photos and said, "This one, this one, and this one. Send them to my phone. I want to post them on Weibo..."
"Okay, right away!"
"Don't forget to photoshop the pimple on my forehead!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
After the photos were done, Gong Xu held his phone and posted on Weibo with a sad face.
First, she attached a photo of herself, then wrote a line of words sourly: [Three days after I met you, I still haven't heard from you. Little Candied Plum, where should I go to find you in the sea of people ~]
The assistant beside him stretched his neck and saw Gong Xu's Weibo post. His face instantly darkened.
Their artist was courting death again. They were so tired...
"F * ck! Be gentle! Do you know how precious a strand of young master's hair is? "
"Sorry, sorry!" The hairdresser apologized repeatedly.
Recently, Gong Xu's mood had been particularly irritable and difficult to serve. They could only follow his bad luck...
The room was trembling with fear as they coaxed this little devil. Suddenly, a loud "bang" came from the door. The door was kicked open from the outside.
They saw a young man standing leisurely at the door. After he lazily scanned the room, his gaze landed on Gong Xu with a faint smile.
Gong Xu stared at the man who dared to kick open his dressing room door. He frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
After the little assistant next to Gong Xu saw who it was, he hurriedly whispered in Gong Xu's ear, "Xu-ge, he's that Ye Bai I told you about before... I'm afraid this guy knows you stole Luo Chen's role and he's here to cause trouble!"
"He's Ye Bai …" Gong Xu raised an eyebrow.
After locking onto her target, Ye Wanwan didn't say anything and walked toward Gong Xu with a smirk. Then she stepped on Gong Xu's chair.
A strong sense of oppression suddenly hit him in the face. Gong Xu subconsciously shrank back and shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Rebel! "
"Ye Bai! What do you want to do?! "The two assistants were also anxious. They yelled at him and shouted towards the outside," Security! Where are the security guards? "
Ye Wanwan calmly opened a photo on her phone and placed it in front of Gong Xu, letting him take a look.
Gong Xu, who had been yelling, stared blankly at the photo the moment he saw it.
Holy shit!
Isn't … isn't this my Little Candied Plum?!
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