Chapter 256 Don't You Care About Miss Xia's Fall?

Hearing the sound of tearing, the make-up artist girl next to her turned ugly instantly.

This gauze skirt is a new model from the d family.

Their magazine is well-known in the industry, and they have always had a good relationship with several luxury brands. This time they borrowed from the brand.

The price of this piece is fifty thousand.

Not to mention that the skirt was torn, even if it was just a hole, someone would have to pay 50,000 yuan.

"Xiao Qin, you handled the clothes." A smoky voice from a theater watcher rang out.

"Miss Milan, I, no, you can't blame me." The little makeup artist was anxious, "Miss Xia broke it by walking on her own, everyone saw it."

The wages of a makeup artist can't afford it at all.

The girl quickly threw the pot away.

This is all in her expectation.

Milan sneered, "Then you will make it clear later that the clothes you just showed her for inspection are good."

"Of course!" The little makeup artist turned pale.

Milan nodded, "If it's not your problem, I will help you of course."

"Thank you Miss Mi~"

Milan didn't say a word, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to the girl in the gauze dress who was awarded an award in the center of the field.

After two months, her wings hardened.

Before, she was empty-faced and boring, but since the last school stage play was brilliant, she has been going all the way, and the momentum is amazing.

But all of this was done by stepping on Mi Min!

If the stage role of the terminally ill girl was played by his younger sister Mi Min, all of this would belong to Mi Min, not her Xia Bohe!

Milan smiled and patted the shoulder of the little makeup artist, "Let's go."

Even if Xia Bohe became red, it would still fall into her hands! She knows most of the makeup artists in the Jiangcheng circle, and they are very well connected.

It's just a matter of one sentence to punish people!

The gauze skirt, if you manipulate it casually, it's too easy to break!

However, Milan smiled and looked at the center of the field, wanting to see Xia Bohe make a fool of himself, but saw the photographer You Junhao rushing towards her!

The three or four staff members closest to the scene also rushed over!

Even a few men who were a little further away stretched out their hands towards her, as if they wanted to give her a hand!

Milan's entire face became unnaturally stiff.

what's the situation!

When I took a closer look, I saw men, like Jenga music, under the girls!

There was also the one who fell in front of the girl before it was too late.

What kind of weird scene is this?

Milan was having difficulty breathing.

"Teacher, are you in pain?" The lighting engineer at the bottom was concerned and anxious.

The second-to-last lighting artist also looked up nervously, "Teacher, are your hands hurt? It doesn't matter if you support me."

Milan rubbed his eyes, were they asking You Junhao?

But You Junhao, who was one step late and barely under the girl, only felt that his soul was out of his body.

The girl's body is fragrant and a little soft.

He is gone!

"Xia Xia, did I touch you?"

Milan:? ? ?

I don't know, I thought some leader fell and they were going to help!

Xia Bohe blushed and put her hands on the ground, shook her head, looked at them gratefully with her watery eyes, her red lips curled up slightly, "I'm fine, how are you, teachers?"

Ah, she called me teacher!

Ah, she cares about me!

The expressions of the three padded men all rose for a moment.

And the men who fell a little far away, or who didn't have time to come over and fall under her skirt, were all regretful, jealous, regretful, uncomfortable, and envious.

Milan took a deep breath and pushed the little makeup artist next to him.

The little makeup artist woke up like a dream, and hurriedly ran to the center, "Mr. Xia, let me have a look at your skirt, and the D family will lend it to us. If it is damaged, we will have to pay for it—"

Milan also followed with a smile, "That's right, we told Teacher Xia before, be careful when shooting."

But before they could finish their sentence, they felt a strong condemnation, and they almost hit their heads.

The gazes of the male photographers and staff almost engulfed them.

"Mr. Xia was injured, you don't care, do you still have humanity?"

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