The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

When he opened the door of the office, he saw a man sitting on the sofa. Xu Tianming was startled at first, and then his face was displeased.

Just halfway through the conversation, the man on the sofa suddenly stood up and walked towards him, cut off the phone, and said: Di Xingchen brought me up here, if you want to lose your temper, send it to Di Xingchen to embarrass the doctor. What is Miss Nurse doing?

The voice is female? !

Xu Tianming quickly raised his head, looked at the man in front of him carefully, and asked uncertainly, Su Weiyi?

It's right here! Su Weiyi raised the corner of his mouth, How about it, isn't your makeup skill good?

Tsk tsk, if you don't speak, I won't even recognize you! Xu Tianming put the microphone back on the landline speechlessly, but never left Su Weiyi's face.

Su Weiyi rubbed his chin triumphantly, and Xu Tianming then asked, Why are you dressed up like this, and you just came from the set?

No, you don't know that I'm hacked by the whole network, how dare I go out with my real face? I came here today, just to ask you to help me record a video to verify that I haven't had plastic surgery, is it convenient?

Of course it's convenient.

Xu Tianming agreed without hesitation, and Su Weiyi quickly stood up and borrowed his bathroom.

Di Xingchen, who was left on the sidelines to see the interaction between the two of them, was already upset, but he couldn't bear it.

After a while, Su Weiyi came out of the bathroom, took off his coat, only wearing a white short sleeve, his hair was tied into a ponytail, and all the messy makeup on his face was washed off.

She took out her mobile phone and clicked on the shooting interface, and looked around the office. Seeing that there was no one else but them three times, she had no choice but to go forward and hand the mobile phone to Di Xingchen, Can you please help us shoot this video?

Seeing Su Weiyi's raised mouth, how could Di Xingchen refuse, took the phone and began to adjust the angle.

Su Weiyi found a stool and placed it in front of the clean white wall, and sat on it. Xu Tianming walked over, first gestured OK to Di Xingchen, and then began the appraisal.

Plastic surgery appraisals generally look at whether a knife has been used on the face, whether the bridge of the nose has been padded, whether the bones on both sides of the cheek have been ground, and so on.

The place where the knife is moved can usually be seen with the naked eye, such as opening the corners of the eyes, but the bridge of the nose and the grinding bone need to be pinched and touched with both hands. Xu Tianming first stared at Su Weiwei's face very seriously. The only one even raised his head slightly.

Such a posture already made Di Xingchen, who was the photographer, unhappy, but when Xu Tianming put his hand on Su Weiyi's face, it made him instantly jealous.

As an inspector, in order to be worthy of his professional ethics, Xu Tianming must have inspected very seriously. When he touched Su Weiyi's face, he had no distractions, let alone distracting thoughts, but the aura exuded by the person who took the photo was too strong. Cold, he only felt a chill coming down his back, and the whole person immediately recovered from a state of forgetting about work.

His hands immediately left Su Weiyi's cheeks, made a random gesture in the air, then turned to look at the camera, and said in a very serious tone: After my careful inspection just now, there is not a single part of Ms. Su Weiyi's face that has been repaired. Her appearance is natural.

After finishing speaking, Di Xingchen immediately pressed the stop button to save the video, then took out a tissue from the table beside him, and walked towards Su Weiyi.