After the Group Pet, the Ancestor’s Vest Went Crazy

The door of Yao Qing's dressing room was very lively. People heard the noise inside before they even entered.

"Sister Qing, let's not get our braids dirty? It doesn't feel suitable for you."

"When do you want you to teach me to do things?" Yao Qing said angrily, with a very high and sharp voice.

Other stylists on the side immediately flattered: "Sister Qing, should I braid you? I'm neat about this."

"Well, you come." Yao Qing pointed to the stylist.

"Sister Qing, your skin is so good, how do you usually take care of it? This face is really broken, like a peeled egg."

The stylist braided his dirty braids while slapping his beards.

This trick worked very well for Yao Qing. She looked at herself in the mirror and was very proud: "There is no maintenance, I usually face the sky at home, and I don't even use a facial mask."

"Well, that green sister is really natural and beautiful!" The stylist blurted out.

These words made Yao Qing happy.

Other stylists have learned so much and have also begun to flatter themselves.

"Sister Qing, your smoky makeup should be thicker to look good, the lighting is too strong, it is very makeup.

I heard that the president of Kuaifeng will be there to watch the finals in person today. He is here for you, Sister Qing. Let’s be on the camera. It must be more beautiful, isn’t it? "

"Okay, then you come and touch up my makeup." Yao Qing hooked the corner of her mouth, a little fluttering.

She and the president of Kuaifeng are not familiar at all.

Kuaifeng is engaged in express delivery. It is currently the largest express company in China, and it went public not long ago.

And Kuaifeng's president's worth has suddenly increased from ten billion, ten times to the current one hundred billion.

Yao Qing was surprised when he heard that he would come to watch the performance of "Street Dance" live.

She didn't expect that the courier would still like street dancing?

"Sister Qing, let's post this sequin, and then our eyes will flicker awkwardly! At that time, boss Kuaifeng will definitely be fascinated!"

"Tsk tut, auntie, are you pretty confident?"

As soon as the stylist's voice fell, Yun Ling walked in loudly, with his hands in his pockets, standing extremely cool.

Hearing her words, Yao Qing turned his head abruptly.

When she saw that the person was Yun Ling, her face suddenly became pale, as uncomfortable as if she had eaten the legs of a fly.

Qin Sanshao had already taught her the last Spring Festival Gala.

She also had a long memory and didn't dare to offend Yun Ling.

"Young Master Yun, what brought you here? We seem to be unfamiliar, right? Are you here... to visit the class?"

Yao Qing asked politely.

Yun Ling raised his eyebrows, and didn't give the opposite side at all: "Explore your class? Thinking too much, what identity do you deserve?"

"You..." Yao Qing was so angry that he twisted the armrest of the chair and held it tightly.

Yun Ling deliberately made her mentality: "I just passed by, and when I heard your weird noise, I came in to join in the fun.

Auntie, I won’t bother you, I wish you a smooth performance, pay attention to your old arms and legs, don’t break them. "

After speaking, she turned around and left, seeing that she came to find fault deliberately!

Yao Qing died of anger, and his whole body was trembling.

She turned to look at the assistant: "What did he call me just now?"

The assistant lowered his head timidly: "Auntie... The first time you met, that's how you yelled..."

After that, the assistant did not dare to continue.

So Sister Qing didn't notice it before?

From the beginning to the end, Shao Yun called her Auntie!

"Auntie?? Am I so young?" Yao Qing was so angry.

The assistant and the stylist hurriedly appeased: "Why, sister Qing, you are only 28 years old, where are you old? It's that kid who has no emotional intelligence, so what is it?"

"That's right, even if you are ten years older, you can't be called an aunt, but a sister."

"Okay, shut up! Give me a quick look!" Yao Qing's good mood was instantly destroyed by Yun Ling.

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After Yun Ling finished Yao Qing's mentality, he slowly came to the door of Song Yiyi's dressing room.

There are totally two styles with Yao Qing's dressing room. Song Yiyi is very quiet here.

She leaned on a chair and played games, one on the left and one on the right, the stylist and makeup artist did her hair and makeup respectively.

When Yun Ling pushed the door and walked in, Song Yi raised his head sharply and smiled at her: "Brother Ling, how about it? This show is about to start in one hour, how are you thinking about it?"

"Think about it, I will do this as a guest flying." Yun Ling's tone was dull, and there was no change in his expression.

Song Yi heard this, but was so happy.

"Sister Tao, Sister Tao!"

"I'm coming!"

After a response, Yun Ling heard the sound of flushing the toilet from the toilet behind him.

Soon, the door of the bathroom was pushed open, Tao Ni walked out from the inside, reacted extremely quickly, walked to the sofa, and took out a contract from the briefcase.

"Shao Yun, this is our SUM brokerage contract. You only need to sign here and I will take care of the rest.

We are professional. If you sign a contract with the program group, the process will be locked. It is estimated that this season will not be signed, it must be the next season. "

Tao Ni's meaning is very straightforward.

Yun Ling smiled, stretched out his hand, took the pen coolly, took away the contract, walked away with the pen, and signed his name ‘shashasha’.

Tao Ni looked at the autograph and was so excited: "Then Shao Yun, I'll go ahead, stylist, makeup artist, I'll do some styling for Shao Yun later!"

After the order, Tao Ni held the contract and hurriedly went to the chief director.

This last issue must be a gimmick.

And Yun Ling is the biggest gimmick!

"Okay, my makeup is almost done, you can get it for Brother Ling." Song Yi stood up and gave the position to Yun Ling.

It’s kind of funny to call the ancestors "Brother" in front of people.

As soon as Yun Ling sat down, Song Yiyi handed the phone over: "Brother Ling, help me play a few rounds? I can't get this score lately."

Yun Ling didn't say a word, and started calling after receiving the phone.

After half an hour of makeup, she won five rounds for Song Yi in a row. On average, one round was six minutes, which was amazing!

"Oh, it's time to enter, Brother Ling, next time you take me? I'll help you." Song Yi said with a smile.

"Okay, Xiaocaiji." Yun Ling fully agreed.

Song Yiyi belongs to the series of playing games, "Cook and Play".

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A few minutes later, the tutors entered from the backstage.

When Qin Yanbei came onto the stage from the other side of the passage and saw Yun Ling walking shoulder to shoulder beside Song Yi, he was shocked.

When the other two mentors Ken and Xiao Yifeng saw this, they ran into Qin Yanbei: "Beishen? Why didn't you leave?"

Qin Yanbei ignored them, smoke came from the bottom of his feet, and rushed to Yun Ling.

Going up and down, I took a close look at her: "Brother Yun, shouldn't it? You are the flight instructor for this issue?"

Yun Ling raised his eyebrows: "Enhuh, doesn't it look like?"

"You..." Qin Yanbei was delighted and excited, curious and looking forward to it: "Do you still dance? And it's street dance?"

"Guess." Yun Ling said mischievously, passing by Qin Yanbei.

At this time, the field clerk immediately came over to greet them.

"Flight instructor, don't mind sitting in the rightmost position?" Field Affairs held out his hand and invited.

Yun Ling shrugged and walked over indifferently.

Although the stage light was not bright, some students from Class 1 of the third year still spotted her in the outside auditorium.

"I'm going???? Isn't that Brother Yun? Why did he appear in the mentor seat?"