Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Chu Yi went to the dressing room to apply makeup, and Shen Fanxing went to communicate with the host about the details of the link. Because it was an interview program, some of her sensitive issues were all erased and replaced.

Shen Fanxing's face is quite recognizable now, after all, she has recently become a celebrity on the Internet.

It's just red and black!

Knowing that she is now Chu Yi's manager, most people find it unacceptable.

The huge studio, so far only the staff of the TV station.

"How could a person as perfect as the film emperor of Chu agree to let such an unruly woman be his manager?"

"I hope that Shadow Emperor Chu will not be confused by her."

"Don't worry, the actor's cold temperament will never take her seriously. She won't last long!"

After almost communicating with the director, Xiao Zhao ran to Shen Fanxing with a sad face.

Shen Fanxing looked at the time, it was almost time.

"Is the makeup done?"

Xiao Zhao shook his head, "Sister Xing, Chu Yi refused to put on makeup. She lost her temper and scared the makeup artist to tears."

Shen Fanxing frowned, "Go and have a look."

The director of the program group on the side also heard it, and quickly followed behind Shen Fanxing.

powder room.

In the low air pressure in the room, Chu Yi sat on the side with a gloomy face, and the makeup artist standing by the door was crying with swollen eyes.

Seeing the director coming, the tears flowed even more fiercely.

There were a lot of people gathered outside the door at the moment. After Shen Fanxing entered, he directly closed the door.

There are three major elements that must be guarded against in the entertainment industry: photos, videos, and recordings.

As long as people don't hold any of these three handles, there is always a way to solve everything.

If Chu Yi's behavior today is caught by someone with a heart and puts it on the Internet, the hat of playing a big name will definitely be buckled.

On the way from the studio to the dressing room, Xiao Zhao had already explained everything to her secretly.

That is to say, the makeup artist and her two assistants arranged her in front of Chu Yi, but they were also influenced by those comments on the Internet.

Hearing this, Chu Yi had endured his temper, but the make-up artist touched Chu Yi's taboo at this time.

The makeup is a little thick, and finally he has to draw eyeliner.

Eyeliner is something that only women like in Chu Yi's eyes.

Shen Fanxing walked in front of Chu Yi, stretched out his hand to hook Chu Yi's chin, looked left and right, and touched his face with his fingers. The skin was good, and his fingers would slide down when they were attached.

That pair of tricks, which was no different from molesting, made several people in the dressing room hold their breaths, and even the makeup artist stopped crying.

Chu Yi's ears turned slightly red.

"what are you doing?"

Shen Fanxing let go of his hand and looked light: "Chu Yi, you have to draw this eyeliner."

Chu Yi's eyebrows were immediately raised.

Shen Fanxing continued: "The interview program, the camera is zoomed in very close, this program is a bit boring in nature, and the audience's attention is all on your face, you get up early in the morning, and now your eyes are a little puffy and look a little bit I don't have the energy, so you have to draw it, just lightly circle the beauty contact line. Do you want people to point at your face through the TV to find something wrong? "

"..."

Chu also did not speak, which was equivalent to reluctance to accept.

Everyone let out a long breath and cast envious glances at Shen Fanxing.

They thought that today's show was likely to die here, and the director was ready to ask for help, but they didn't expect that just a few words from Shen Fanxing would solve all the problems.

Almost at the same time, Shen Fanxing's cell phone rang.

Shen Fanxing pointed to the makeup artist to come over to apply makeup to Chu Yi, while she walked to the door with her mobile phone and answered the phone.

"Where?"

Bo Jingchuan's low and cold voice came from the microphone.