After returning to the dormitory, Mo Zhiran glanced at her phone.

Still no news about Lu Shen.

The celebration of 10 fans that I mentioned before is nothing more.

Mo Zhiran turned off her phone and felt a strange feeling in her heart.

He felt that Lu Shengjing was like a shooting star in the sky, sliding past and then disappearing.

What is going on with this feeling of loss?

Will God Lu never appear again?

After the live broadcast ended in the evening, Mo Zhiran's fans had reached 15, but she was not as happy as before.

She looked at her phone again, but there was still no message.

Turn off your phone and turn on the lights.

She tossed and turned in bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

After struggling like this for two hours, Mo Zhiran suddenly realized that she had insomnia.

In the darkness, she couldn't help but turn on her phone.

Click on Lu Shen's dialog box.

【Here you are...】

She typed slowly and deleted.

It would be strange to send such a message in the middle of the night.

【Are you busy these days? 】

Deleted again.

It's not appropriate to ask this.

I clicked on the circle of friends and refreshed it three times, but it was not updated.

The previous article was still from a year ago. Lu Shen is not a person who likes to post on Moments.

Mo Zhiran closed the dialog box and turned off her phone.

The surroundings were dark again, but my mind was clearer.

Maybe it's the darkness that makes people delirious.

She continued to open her phone and open the dialog box.

[Lu Shen, when will you have piano lessons tomorrow? 】

After confirming it several times, Mo Zhiran clicked send.

This way it won't appear too abrupt or too deliberate.

However, she later felt that she was being a little deliberate now.

Time passed by minute by second. Although she knew that Lu Shen would not be able to reply in the early morning, she still couldn't help but look at her phone repeatedly.

He even searched for Lu Shen's name in his browser, hoping to find any clues in the news reports.

After thinking about it for an unknown amount of time, she finally fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already 8 o'clock the next day.

Today is the day when the beauty pageant begins.

When the makeup photos were taken the day before yesterday, Rachel had already made an appointment with her.

She looked at her phone, but Lu Shen still didn't reply.

The mood was clouded.

Rachel asked as soon as she arrived at the scene.

"What's wrong? Did you not sleep well last night? Do you want to take a rest?"

Mo Zhiran smiled and said, "No, let's get started."

Seeing her persistence, Rachel nodded.

Rachel greeted the chief director and asked her assistant to take Mo Zhiran to the dressing room.

Two people had already arrived in the dressing room, but no one greeted Mo Zhiran.

That's how it is here, if it's popular, there will be countless people around. As long as you are unknown, no one will ask you.

Mo Zhiran knew this, so she sat down in a deserted place and waited for her makeup artist.

As she walked over, she looked at it carefully.

This dressing room is divided into several spaces. The largest space outside is a collective dressing room with eight positions.

There are two separate dressing rooms near the inside, one of which has a name written on it, Xiyue.

It seems that these independent dressing rooms are specially prepared for A-list celebrities.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a petite and cute girl wearing a pink JK uniform came in.

Mo Zhiran recognized her. She was Lin Fang'er, a talent show star who had recently participated in "Super Little Orange".

Lin Fang'er is a little star.

With her cute looks and cute actions, her popularity has been rising.

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