ASTNovels Chapter 270
Chapter 270
Lin Weiwei took away his small hand, put away the anger on his face, and said softly: "Nonsense, I'm good on camera."
She was telling the truth. Porcelain, with her fair skin and flawless skin, had an advantage. Her eyes were bright and her personality was lively, which made her very popular with the audience.
The only thing I don't know is the round face, which looks slightly fatter on camera.
"The uncle also told you to lose weight and to eat less desserts." Zhang Baobao shook his head, as if you couldn't fool me, a clever ghost.
He pinched Lin Weiwei's face and said in surprise: "Auntie, you seem to have gained a little weight when we first met. It seems that you ate a lot from uncle."
Lin Weiwei was stunned, and touched her face with her hands, feeling that the most worrying thing had come, and now she also had to rely on her face for food.
She hurriedly looked in the mirror, took a closer look, and found that there was not much change.
Seeing Zhang Baobao snickering while covering his mouth, she immediately understood, she patted his little butt three times, and shouted angrily: "Let you tease me."
The two messed around, Zhang Baobao hid aside after being taught a lesson, clutching his little buttocks, and said with expectation in his eyes: "Stop making trouble, actually I want to go with my aunt, and promise to be obedient and not cause trouble."
"I'm the only one at home. I wanted to get your attention just now, and I wanted you to play with me for a while."
Lin Weiwei wanted to refuse, but under his pleading gaze, he agreed softly: "It's fine to take you, but you must listen to me."
When he came to the store, Zhang Baobao looked around curiously and ran back and forth.
"What did I say? Listen to me and don't run around." Lin Weiwei sat on a chair, and the makeup artist smiled and painted her makeup.
"I'll just look around." Zhang Baobao had a mushroom head on his head, and he was not afraid of strangers, so many staff members gathered over and joked with him.
Seeing someone babysitting her for free, Lin Weiwei leaned back on the chair comfortably, smelled a strong scent of flowers, and squinted.
Zhang Yumeng is wearing a retro floral dress, with long curly hair showing long strip earrings, heavy makeup, revealing a little bit of charm, just in contrast with the persona, attracting many people to her.
Perhaps it was because Lin Weiwei's gaze was too strong, which made her look up, and said as if she was concerned: "Is your mentality okay, after all, ordinary people will leave a shadow on such things."
She also has a lot of fans, and she can't help but feel confident.
Lin Weiwei sneered, brushed his hair to the side of his ear, and said coldly: "As long as I find out, I will feel relieved."
"However, you actually set up a persona when the accident happened. I'm afraid you will do the same in reality. After all, not everyone can master a fool's persona." She changed her words, her eyes were full of anger, and it was fine if she didn't mention it. Zhang Yumeng still has the face to find fault?
Zhang Yumeng's smile froze, and after the nearby makeup artist walked away, she showed a fierce look. Looking at the anger on her face, she thought that he had tricked her.
"The matter of Pengci has been resolved, but there will still be fake news reports. You should pay attention to your affairs first." Zhang Yumeng glanced contemptuously, picked up the coffee on the table and walked aside. Made up a lot of fake news.
Besides, she has already established enough personality, and it's time to show her true and strong self.
She stepped on high-heeled shoes and walked to the stage in high spirits, with her chin raised, intending to make a big splash.
Seeing her domineering arrogance, Lin Weiwei clicked his tongue lightly. Since no one read the news about his being hacked, he naturally didn't need to worry about anything.
"Why did you bring him here?" Ji Mingyou walked over with an expression on his face, and asked in a deep voice with a bag that he was playing with his fingers in his hand.
"No one is with him, so I brought him here." Lin Weiwei closed his eyes and turned his head, not knowing what happened.
Zhang Baobao smiled miserably, and hid behind her after being released, as if seeking refuge: "Help me, I miss my uncle very much, but he turned out to be so mean to me."
"Look at what good things you have done!" Ji Mingyou pointed to the shelf with the curtain lifted, with a look of displeasure on his face, "Are you able to move the things prepared for the show?"
Everyone's eyes came to them, and they watched with a smile on their faces. The director asked someone to make a video and clapped his hands: "You can post it on the Internet as a small clip, so that the audience can understand you after the show."
Lin Weiwei was about to cry, so he picked up his broken hair, flicked it, and taught seriously: "Baobao, didn't you say that? You can't listen to me and move things around."
"I also wanted to be on the show, so I took some materials to show off, but I was caught by my uncle." Zhang Baobao covered his forehead with a look of grievance. He also wanted to show off on the show and show off to his friends.
Ji Mingyou folded his arms around his chest, and couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "It's like I'm a bad guy."
"Those who don't know think they are a family." The tense preparation time was overwhelmed by laughter.
Zhang Yumeng, who was sitting on the stage, clenched her fists in displeasure. Seeing that she was not in the short video, she reminded loudly, "Director, don't you want to start right away?"
Every time she prepares meticulously, Lin Weiwei will always steal the limelight.
It's been like this since we met, Lin Weiwei, how long are you going to cover me up?
Sensing her anger, the director ordered a few times, clapped his hands and said, "Yes, everyone, get ready."
At the beginning of the show, Lin Weiwei took the required ingredients from the shelf to the table as usual.
After several times in a row, when she followed the steps to find the flour, she couldn't find it. She scratched her head and said, "Hey, I remember bringing it here."
"I'll see if there are any spares." When Ji Mingyou found out the situation, he approached to help take a photo, frowned and went to look for it again on the shelf.
The two groped for a while, and Ji Mingyou moved the mixer down, and said in a low voice, "It's probably because the bag took the materials down to play, and the spare ones are in it."
"Then what should we do?" Lin Weiwei opened his mouth wide in astonishment, and patted his forehead regretfully.
Zhang Yumeng, who was in front of her, smiled sweetly, looked down at the backup flour she had taken down, and said happily, "This flour is here, why don't I do the first step, I studied a lot at night."
Lin Weiwei walked over to have a look, pointed at the flour on the table, and shouted angrily, "I didn't bring this here? Why did it get into your hands?"
No wonder she couldn't find it, it turned out to be hidden by someone.
"It was because I was very interested, so I took a look and forgot about it." Zhang Yumeng didn't seem to care, and with the previous character design, after he did something wrong, the audience's tolerance was surprisingly high.
She talked about the appropriate kilogram in the camera, and put the materials in one by one.
"Are you robbing me?" Lin Weiwei's eyes turned cold, and he was angry at her unreasonableness.
Zhang Yumeng didn't take it seriously, and didn't regard herself as a guest at all, and casually squeezed her out of the scene: "No, let me go. I just studied all night and wanted to share my achievements with the audience."
Ji Mingyou put the mixer on the table, disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said sharply: "You do the first step, but who will do the task that originally belonged to you?"
"I can do it all, I'm busy with time." Zhang Yumeng looked at it, and planned to contract it all, without giving Lin Weiwei a chance at all.