Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 439

As expected, Gu Ling received the notice to take over the role, and today everyone took a makeup photo.

In order to change the previous arrogant image of the original owner, she arrived at the set half an hour earlier, and the staff was still busy preparing the equipment.

On the day of the interview, the little assistant who didn't call out ten was moving a video camera that was worth a lot of money at a glance. Gu Ling was about to walk over and ask him where the dressing room was.

The little assistant was panting and calling her, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you come over and help!"

Gu Ling looked left and right, and there was obviously no one else on the set except her, so she rolled up her sleeves to help him without hesitation.

After all, it is beneficial and harmless to have a good relationship with the staff.

Helping him carry the camera to a corner, a thin layer of sweat oozed from Gu Ling's forehead, not because of the weight of the machine, but because the little assistant was startled along the way for fear of dropping the machine, which made her feel tired .

"Huh—is there anything else I can do to help?" She flipped some bangs stuck to her forehead.

The little assistant was startled when he heard the voice, then raised his head at a frame rate of two seconds and one frame, his eyes were full of uncertainty and panic:
"Miss...Miss Qian?"

"Huh?" He acted like she was some bad girl who blackmailed her, so Gu Ling blinked her eyes to show her innocence and harmlessness.

Seeing that the child had been holding back for a long time, and the shadows could not cover his red apple face, Gu Ling was suddenly lifted up from behind.

When she looked back, it turned out to be Yi Chong's enemy again.

"What are you doing?"

"Are you going to wear this for a photoshoot?"

Yi Chong glanced at her attire today calmly, what can I say with that kind of look - like sweeping goods, he looks at you from top to bottom.

Gu Ling felt an indescribable sense of humiliation in her heart, the point is that she is still being held in the hands of the other party at a glance like a little white rabbit.

Think of my famous name in my life - it doesn't exist.

She was thinking that she would have to change clothes when she got to the set, so she might as well wear something simpler, so that it would be easier to put on and take off and save time.

So white T jeans are all decisions made by her foresight.

I can't understand this guy just by looking at it.

"I don't know..." Before she finished speaking, Yi Chong led her around a few corners and walked into a relatively quiet room.

There was a man in a coquettish dress, who smiled when he saw Yi Chong coming in, but changed his face the next second he saw Qian Yan.

Gu Ling dared to bet an orange, this stylist is definitely interested in Yi Chong.

"Young Master Yi, who is this bumpkin?"

Gu Ling pursed her lips in anger. She is simple, low-key and connotative, a fashion that will never go out of fashion. Does this person understand the market?

But Yi Chong pushed her forward: "Qianyan. She doesn't have her own stylist, please help her with styling."

When the other party heard her name, the flat glasses on his face almost hung on his chin.

To be honest, it is really difficult to connect this ordinary-looking girl in front of her with the "national goblin" who dominates entertainment headlines all the year round.

The stylist narrowed his eyes and approached Qian Yan, and walked around her a few times, the pair of eagle eyes under the peacock feathers looked extraordinarily sharp.

It's just that every time he got close, Gu Ling almost thought that the other party was going to kiss her, so she was so frightened that she wanted to stick against Yi Chong's high wall.

The man frowned unnaturally, stretched out his hand and pushed Jackson away: "How is it?"

"The foundation is good, it's just..." The stylist named Jackson hesitated to speak, which made Gu Ling very nervous.

He paused: "The taste is too bad."

The gaze that made Gu Ling feel humiliated swept her whole body again, and she clenched her fist.

Yi Chong gave a rare smile, and patted Jackson on the shoulder, which seemed to show sympathy for each other.

Of course, from Gu Ling's perspective, this picture of tall, short, cold, and hot is also very affectionate.

Jackson still didn't seem to be willing to serve him, so he tugged on Yi Chong's clothes and said coquettishly, "Then you will give me the next spring and summer fashion show~"

The corner of Yi Chong's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he coldly put away his hand pointing at the orchid: "Okay."

Jackson was about to jump up and kiss his right cheek, and as Jackson flew into the air, Gu Ling couldn't help but thump...

The man caught the look of loss in her eyes, and the amber pupils became a little colder.

(End of this chapter)