Chapter 939

   "I..." Wen Churan couldn't argue for a moment. Apart from the assistant, she really didn't know how to explain her identity to outsiders, saying it was the Ma Ma of the little milk pot actor? I'm afraid that speaking of my own appearance will bring some bad comments to the little milk tank, and it is estimated that others will not believe it.

   "If you really don't believe me, you can take me to find the little milk pot actor." Wen Churan said helplessly while being dragged.

  The staff seemed to not want to talk nonsense with her anymore. They dragged her to the backstage of the crew, and then stuffed her into the clothing room. "Hurry up and give me the clothes to Miss Xu. Don’t delay Miss Xu’s shooting schedule!"

  Throwing down this sentence, the staff member left in a hurry. Wen Churan also wanted to take the opportunity to slip away. As a result, before he had time to act, his wrist was pulled by a staff member in the clothing room.

  "Are you new here? We just don’t have enough manpower. Come, come, and send the clothes to Miss Xu’s dressing room!"

   said, pushing a row of roller hangers in front of her, and saw that the hangers were covered with all kinds of clothes. At first glance, they were colorful and dazzling.

  Wen Churan didn't bother to make unnecessary explanations, so he calculated that "I am a newcomer. I don't know where Miss Xu's dressing room is. I'd better go out and do other work."

  After speaking, she turned around and wanted to slip out.

Who knows, the staff member grabbed her again, and then dragged her out with the hanger with one hand. "I also came from a newcomer. I know that there are a lot of things I don't understand the first time I joined the crew, so let me take it first. Go over, if you are lucky enough to meet me today, someone else would have cursed you bloody!"

   "That...no need..."

  Wen Churan had no time to say a word of refusal, and saw that the staff walked fast, dragging her through the crowd to a dressing room, then opened the door, and directly stuffed her in with the clothes hanger.

  As soon as I entered, another staff member inside shouted, "Is it the one who delivered the clothes? Hurry up and match Miss Xu's clothes. The time is urgent, hurry!"

  Wen Churan could only push the clothes hanger, biting his scalp and walking in, while quickly looking up the dressing room.

  I saw a woman sitting in front of the makeup mirror, wearing a long backless dress, showing large pieces of delicate snow muscle. Under the cover of seaweed-like long hair, the protruding bone wings on both sides are looming, which is even more attractive.

  Just looking at this slender back, like a beautiful picture scroll, I just look away from the line of sight. I can imagine what a beautiful woman this is.

  The woman also surrounded a few makeup artists, and while playing tricks on her face, she let out a flattering exclamation from her mouth.

   "Miss Xu, your skin is so good."

   "In fact, you don't need to put on makeup at all on your face, you can look pretty without makeup!"

   "Ms. Xu's face is a cosmetics-saving type."

  Wen Churan pursed the corners of his mouth and held a smile. You can meet such doglegs everywhere, especially in the entertainment industry. It has almost become the habit of these staff to curry favor with big stars.

  Compared with the flames outside, the dressing room was abnormally quiet, and the staff's movements were gentle. Even the makeup artists' words were extremely quiet, for fear that it would disturb the Miss Xu in front of the makeup mirror.

  Wen Churan tried not to make any noise, carefully dragged the hanger to the corner of no one, pretending to start matching clothes.

  (End of this chapter)