Chapter 79: Meet
Chapter 79 Meeting
"By the way, I don't know that there are three of you this time, and you only booked two rooms, so there is no way to transfer them now." Xia Jin suddenly remembered.
"It's okay, Xiaochen and I share a room." Ling Han replied.
"What?" An Chen was surprised.
"Why are you and Xiaochen in the same room?" Ji Xuan retorted.
"I'm his brother." Ling Han had a good reason.
"Me too." Ji Xuan continued to refute.
An Chen heard the two people arguing, and took the room card and walked upstairs to the room. Ji Xuan and Ling Han followed behind, still arguing over who should live in the room with An Chen.
Of course, the final result satisfies two people at the same time. Ji Xuan and Ling Han lived in the same room.
"Who agreed to live with you, this is just right, and saves the two of you from arguing." An Chen closed the door, stood in the room and said to the two people outside the door.
The two people outside the door glanced at each other, and entered a room full of disgust. The turmoil in the room has come to an end.
After putting away their luggage, the three of them went downstairs to gather in the lobby. The costumer saw An Chen coming down, and went up to meet him with the clothes.
"We have to wear formal attire for this press conference, and you haven't accepted the endorsement of formal attire yet, so this time you can wear the sponsor's brand, is it okay?" the makeup artist asked.
An Chen looked at Ji Xuan, Ji Xuan nodded, An Chen took the clothes and thanked her.
An Chen went back to the room to change clothes by himself, Ji Xuan and Ling Han first went to the lobby with the dresser. "It's time to give Xiaochen an endorsement in formal attire, and there will be a lot of activities in the future." Ji Xuan muttered softly.
Ji Xuan and Ling Han sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, listening to Xia Jin explain the press conference process. After a while, An Chen came down from upstairs.
An Chen was wearing a black suit with gold thread embellishments on it, which didn't look mature at all. Instead, there is an indescribable feeling.
"Director Xia, how long do we have to leave?" the makeup artist and stylist asked at the same time.
"Huh? Half an hour." Xia Jin replied. "What's wrong?"
When the stylist and makeup artist heard the answer, they looked at each other, then nodded, and rushed to An Chen's side.
An Chen was somehow pushed onto the sofa by two people. The makeup artist and the stylist were one in the front and the other in the back. An Chen felt like a doll, letting the two play with her.
An Chen's hair was a little long, the stylist took out a tool and permed An Chen's hair into small curls, and then dyed it golden with a quick hair dye spray.
The make-up artist was striking at the opposite face, An Chen was about to reach out to block it, when his two hands were grabbed by Ji Xuan and Ling Han who came over at some time.
"Since when did the two of you become so harmonious?" An Chen was puzzled.
"Special moment, special treatment." Ling Han replied.
"Xiaochen, you have to be brave enough to try different looks." Ji Xuan said while signaling the makeup artist to continue.
The director and others sat on the side and watched with relish, only An Chensheng slumped on the sofa without love.
The makeup artist and stylist worked for nearly twenty minutes before it was finally finished. An Chen's hair was tied into a little chirp at the back, and the rest of the hair was scattered around his face like that, and his face was also painted with a little heavier makeup.
Lipstick, foundation, eyeliner, and eye shadow all appeared on An Chen's face at the same time. An Chen still doesn't know what he has become.
The stylist stood in front of An Chen, looked up and down for a while, then dug out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from the box, and put them on for An Chen.
People around were secretly taking pictures, Ji Xuan Ling Han and Xia Jin came up with the same word, "clothed animal" but at this time the word did not contain any derogatory meaning.
Everyone’s youth is different, some are crazy, some are pure. But everyone's youth is the same, dedicate to love, dedicate to fight, dedicate to worry, dedicate to prove yourself.
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