Chapter 858

The promotional activities of the crew of "The Moon Like Frost" have already been announced on Weibo. Because it is a campus-oriented promotion, only college students in the imperial capital can participate.

However, the appeal of Yanci and Xia Wanyuan was too strong. The publicity activities started at seven o'clock, and at six o'clock, there was already a sea of ​​people in front of the Grand Art Building.

While everyone was waiting anxiously, a huge roar suddenly came from not far away,

"Damn, there are so many people," Mu Feng held the steering wheel with one hand, looked up, and gradually slowed down.

The originally crowded road gave him a way out.

As the crowd gradually retreated, the person standing behind also saw the man driving the sports car arrogantly,

The sports car drove in slowly. The man in the car had silver hair, and his androgynous face showed different charms in the evening sun. The bridge of the nose was straight, and the color of the lips was striking. impatient.

It was not until Mu Feng parked the car and entered the auditorium that the crowd suddenly burst into screams.

"Ahhhhh he's so handsome!! Is this a star!!"

"This is Mu Feng, the famous ghost hand in the entertainment industry, don't you know? It's Xia Wanyuan's special makeup artist. It is said that he has a very weird temper."

"It doesn't matter if he has a quirky temper or not, as long as he looks good! I think he is more handsome than many celebrities!"

The crowd's chatter was left behind by Mu Feng, he strode into the backstage, raised a piece of silver hair,

"Why do you still have to work at night? Can your crew abide by the labor law?" Mu Feng's eyes were full of impatience, and the long and narrow Danfeng eyes were still sleepy.

At this time, it should have been when he was about to start his night life, and the feasting and feasting were already waving to him, but he would have been called by Xia Wanyuan to this ghost place to do makeup.

The thing he hated the most in his life was the scholar, even Xia Wanyuan, after all, she was good-looking, and he really felt uncomfortable when he came to this place full of scholars.

"It will take you half an hour." The people next to him knew that Mu Feng had an odd temperament and had long avoided it, but Xia Wanyuan was not afraid, soothed Mu Feng's emotions, "It's hard work."

"This is overtime, and it costs three times the salary." Mu Feng took the tools aside and helped Xia Wanyuan put on makeup.

"No problem," Xia Wanyuan smiled, shaking off the rustling light,

Mu Feng glanced at it, forget it, for the sake of having a beautiful smile, just work overtime.

When Mu Feng was working, he was not as impatient as he was usually, but was very conscientious and efficient. Soon, he painted Xia Wanyuan's makeup.

The other actors silently glanced at Xia Wanyuan's stunning face, then silently glanced at their own face, and finally glanced at the makeup artist who was standing beside him.

Why is there such a big gap between people? !

"Is that all right? Miss? Can I go?" Mu Feng glanced at the time, and the meal had arrived.

"Goodbye, thank you," Xia Wanyuan glanced at herself in the mirror with satisfaction,

"Remember to clock in three times your salary and say goodbye," Mu Feng picked up the windbreaker next to him, put it on as he walked, and strode out of the backstage.

In the school, before 12 o'clock, everywhere is crowded. Mu Feng is used to driving at high speed, and he can't do it when he walks one step and stops three steps in the crowd.

Finally caught a chance and missed a large wave of people, Mu Feng directly turned the car into a small road on the side,

However, after walking for a while, he found that he was lost.

"Grass! Sure enough, this broken school shouldn't come!" Mu Feng slammed on the brakes, "born to collide with these places!"

Mu Feng has hated schools and books since he was a child. Since he became an adult, Mu Feng has avoided these places. Every time he passes by the school, he wants to stay away from eight hundred miles.

Mu Feng is a good player on the racing field. He is a 400 racing champion who can push the speed to the limit, but that is only limited to the racing field.

Once back in the city, especially the road with twists and turns in the school, it is a nightmare for a top racer like Mu Feng.

He would never understand why the short three-hundred-meter journey could detour seven or eight paths. What was he doing? Walk the maze?

A certain map doesn't work anymore, and Mu Feng has been around for a long time without finding a reason.

"What rubbish road, did people go?" Another failure to break through the siege, Mu Feng was not good, he wanted to get up and go to a place where there were people to ask a student, who would have thought that there was a strand of silver hair wrapped around the seat behind his head,

As soon as he moved, he was instantly pulled, "Hiss," Mu Feng sucked in a breath of cold air.

For this trip today, I have to ask Xia Wanyuan for ten times the salary.

Mu Feng pulled it twice but didn't pull it apart, and he couldn't see what was going on behind him. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Brother Mu, why haven't you come yet?! We'll be waiting for you here!" The music on the phone shook the sky,

"Come to Qingda University, I'll give you a seat, hurry up, and bring a pair of scissors," Mu Feng felt dry in his heart, today is really unfavorable for fleeting years.

"Ha? Why do you want scissors? Qingda? Brother Mu, are you kidding me? Don't you hate that place the most? You didn't even introduce the first-year beauty of Qingda to you last time."

"Stop comparing, hurry up and get over here," Mu Feng interrupted the other side directly, "Locate and send you WeChat." Then he hung up the phone,

"Next time I'll pay you 100 times your salary, and I won't come to this bad place." Anyway, his hair couldn't be pulled apart, Mu Feng was too lazy to struggle, he simply lay on the seat and looked at the stars,

"Sir, are you lost?"

Suddenly, a gentle and clear voice came from behind, and Mu Feng felt inexplicably that there was a cluster of orchids around, with a fragrance.

Mu Feng turned his head, the tangled hair restricted his movements, Mu Feng had to give up, "The hair is tangled,"

"Wait a minute, I'll go back and get a pair of scissors," the gentle female voice said, and then disappeared. If it weren't for the sound of footsteps that were gradually receding, Mu Feng really doubted whether he had run into those ghosts in Liao Zhai. .

Before long, the sound of footsteps came and went,

"Sir, hello, where's the entanglement? Let me help you get it out of the way." This time the woman walked in front of Mu Feng, her soft voice with a hint of coolness, and a dark Lan Xiangying came during her actions. .

Mu Feng turned his head to look, and was stunned for a rare moment.

A woman in a cheongsam, holding a flowing cloud bun, her eyebrows are light and light, her eyes flashing as if the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, with a polite and distant smile on her face, standing like a pine bamboo, her hands are naturally overlapping in front of you,

Beauty is like a painting, a painting from ancient times,

Mu Feng felt that she was not as beautiful as a human being, but her lack of literary skills and a short-circuit of her brain made him blurt out,

"Nie Xiaoqian??"

It's over today~~ I love you cute