After the film king became a fan of me, I became popular

Hearing Brother Ming's words, Yu Wan, who was playing with his phone with his head down, raised his head, and said in a cold tone, "I didn't hear that, say it again."

Brother Ming opened his mouth, caught a glimpse of Yu Wan staring at him, and suddenly choked up.

Yu Wan slowly put the phone into his pocket, took two steps forward, and gently patted Brother Ming's chest, with a gentle tone: "Brother, I also advise you, don't always provoke people you don't know well."

Brother Ming watched Yu Wan withdraw his hand slowly, took off a paper towel and wiped it casually, then squeezed it into a ball and threw it away, and threw it into the trash can a few meters away.

He said to Brother Ming with a pleasant face: "Isn't it good to live? You have to die."

On the day of the grand ceremony, the whole process was broadcast live. Yu Wan followed the organizer's request and went to the scene after dinner early.

The dressing room was very busy, he walked in and found that there was no place for him yet, so he had to stand aside and wait.

"Go to the waiting area first after putting on your makeup." A makeup artist walked around Yu Wan with a foundation brush, and said something casually to him.

Yu Wan: "...Sorry, I haven't put on makeup yet."

The make-up artist walked two steps, and when he heard this sentence, he stopped and half-turned around, looked up and down Yu Wan with his eyes like a torch for a moment: "...Oh, really not, but you don't need anything, go Just find a lip balm you like and ask your hairstylist to style it for you."

"..." Yu Wan had no choice but to look for a hairstylist in the corner, only to find Cen Xi sitting there.

"Senior." Yu Wan greeted him, and Cen Xi raised his lazy eyes from the phone, and said "hmm" softly.

The senior is really very cold in front of outsiders, Yu Wan thought silently, and saw a young make-up girl squatting in front of Cen Xi, leaning over to fill his eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil.

Yu Wan suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Cen Xi's voice came over, and Yu Wan realized that he was looking at himself in the mirror.

The eyes of the two met through the refraction in the mirror, Yu Wan smiled: "It's okay, senior."

He stood aside to make way for those who wanted to pass through the aisle, and glanced thoughtfully at the make-up girl again.

I really can't blame Yu Wan for staring at the girl when he has nothing to do. Anyone who sees the bright peach blossom-shaped semi-frozen gas cloud on this person's head may not be able to help complaining.

It's really...too poisonous.

But on Cen Xi's head... Yu Wan looked left and right, but didn't find anything unusual on the top of his head.What about the things you saw before?

Of course, it may also be because the indoor lights are too bright, and Yu Wan himself will also be affected by the brightness of the light, so he may be able to see more clearly outside at night.

He looked at Cen Xi and then at the makeup girl, pondered for a while, and suddenly realized.

This is the first goal?

He still remembered what Cen Xi said to him before: "Can you help me?"

...But how can I help with this?

"Ah, I accidentally dropped some powder." While Yu Wan was thinking hard, he suddenly heard the makeup girl say, "Close your eyes, Mr. Cen, and let me blow on it for you."

Yu Wan's brain twitched, and he said, "I'll do it."

"..."

The makeup girl and Cen Xi both looked at Yu Wan instantly, the girl's face was full of embarrassment of being interrupted, while Cen Xi stared at Yu Wan for a few seconds with deep eyes, and said, "Come on. "

Yu Wan bit the bullet and went into battle, bent over and put one hand on the back of Cen Xi's chair, and moved closer to find the makeup powder that was in the wrong place.

"...What color is it?" Yu Wan looked for a long time but couldn't find it, and felt a little dizzy after being attacked by Cen Xi's handsome face at close range.

The voice of the makeup girl seemed to come from a long distance, and it was only after a moment of delay that Yu Wan's brain received it: "Gray eyebrow powder."

Yu Wan had no choice but to get closer and keep looking with his eyes wide open.

Being so close, he seemed to be able to feel the slight heat coming from Cen Xi's body through the air. The pleasant scent of white sandalwood was not concealed by the powdery makeup, but came out in tiny strands, entangled around Yu Wan's body, and drilled domineeringly. It got into his skin and meandered all over his body.

Yu Wan involuntarily held his breath, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and felt that his hand on the back of the chair was about to lose its hold.

The distance is outrageous, he thought.

It's so ambiguous that it's close to a kiss, as long as you get a little closer, or lower your head slightly, you'll be able to touch Cen Xi's slightly closed eyelids.

Yu Wan's mind was in turmoil, he blew a few breaths randomly, and then shrank back in embarrassment.

At this moment, Cen Xi raised his eyes suddenly, and stretched out his hand to stop Yu Wan's waist who was about to retreat.

"...Senior, it's gone." Yu Wan leaned back his upper body stiffly, looking a little helpless.

"En." Cen Xi took a close look at him, and said to the hairdresser behind him, "Tie his hair."

The hair stylist happened to help Cen Xi finish styling, so he nodded, "Yes, but it will fall a lot on the sides..."

"It's fine to be lower." Cen Xi raised his hand suddenly, his cool fingertips brushed Yu Wan's cheek, and casually put his hair behind his head with both hands: "That's it."

Yu Wan was as stiff as a marionette, his hands and feet were not his own, and the cheek touched by Cen Xi was not his own.He heard Cen Xi say to him again: "Hair is a bit long, I'll take you to cut it next time."

The hair stylist and people passing by all cast strange glances.

"Okay...Okay, thank you senior." After Yu Wan finished speaking, he was led by the hairdresser to sit on a free chair beside him, facing the fiery gazes of the crowd.

After Cen Xi finished the styling, he sat down and chatted with Yu Wan: "Is the show a chorus?"

"Yes." Yu Wan stared at himself in the mirror, but did not look at Cen Xi next to him.

"Which one is up? What is it singing?" Cen Xi asked Yu Wan while flicking the phone screen carelessly.

Yu Wan answered one by one, the hair was done very quickly, he shook the little hair on the back of his head, a little uncomfortable.

"It's so cute." The stylist looked at him with a smile, and was very satisfied with his results: "It's still lively."

"Let's go," Cen Xi stood up, "Go to the waiting area and wait."

Yu Wan also stood up, and when he was walking out, he saw the make-up girl from before, holding a small box of cosmetics, walking towards the two of them.

When she saw Cen Xi, her eyes lit up.

Yu Wan watched helplessly as she kept pushing towards Cen Xi's side, with the momentum of not giving up until she got close to Cen Xi.

As a result, the girl's footsteps were wobbly and she didn't stand still. Seeing that something was about to happen, Yu Wan's eyes were quicker, and just before she was about to bump her head into Cen Xi, she nimbly slipped through the gap between the two and blocked Cen Xi's body forward.

He thought it would be enough to block it, but unexpectedly, the girl didn't know whether it was nervous or something, she used too much force, and even the small makeup box she was holding fell on Yu Wan's clothes with a clatter.

Yu Wan: "..."

He looked down and saw that the coat was splashed with liquid foundation.

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