The queen of poisonous milk in the entertainment industry

Chapter 66
Fang Zhao shrugged helplessly, "You can rest today, remember to follow the WeChat group news, come early tomorrow, your makeup Lisa is gone, will you take it off yourself? If you can, use his cleansing oil to take it off."

"Okay, I've really troubled you today, and you haven't had a good rest. I'll unload it myself."

"It's okay, then I'll go first."

After Fang Zhao left, Wu Sitong looked at the bottles and jars on the dressing table and fell into deep thought. Which one of these bottles is the cleansing oil?
If the bottle was in Chinese, she would not have these questions. Unfortunately, there is everything on the bottle except Chinese. She has a smartphone, but there is no WIFI at the shooting location, and she has no traffic. Of course, she can’t check the English version of the cleansing oil. what is it.

As for opening a traffic package?

For Wu Sitong, how could there be such a thing as spending money to set traffic? Is the hotel's WIFI not working well or is her wallet not short of money?
"Since it's oil, it should be greasy." Wu Sitong whispered to himself, then picked up the bottles and cans on the table and carefully observed the mouth and body of the bottle.

Finally, when she picked up the fifth bottle, she found what she was looking for. Of course, Wu Sitong must not have used cleansing oil before, but after going out of her way last time, she asked Li Su how to put on makeup, so now she removes it. It's not a problem for her, but it's more difficult to lose the wax on her face.

After removing the thick layer of special effect makeup on her face, Wu Sitong returned to the hotel and threw herself on the big soft bed. This was the first time she had been to a place like a hotel. The softest and most comfortable bed, not to mention the water heater that is always available
At this time, Wu Sitong no longer feels that she rejects the entertainment industry. Anyway, according to the system, no matter what environment she is in, she will meet those who covet her beauty. Since this is the case, it is the same everywhere, and the entertainment industry can at least make her life better. a little.

Before she fell into a deep sleep, Wu Sitong was still thinking about when she could become a superstar, so that those annoying people and things would not come to her. In the dream, she was walking on the red carpet wearing a crown and a big red dress. In addition to flashing lights on both sides, there were screams from fans.

The corners of Wu Sitong's mouth raised slightly in his sleep, and the familiar alarm clock rang in a blink of an eye.

Wu Sitong stretched out his hand in a daze to feel around the bed, but he couldn't find the mobile phone that he should have touched. He sat up from the bed and was stunned for a few minutes. Only then did Wu Sitong realize that she was in a hotel and not the dormitory she was used to. .

Picking up the phone, it was four o'clock in the morning, Wu Sitong yawned, got up to wash up, and she read the notification in the WeChat group yesterday.

The first scene today was at six o'clock. She thought it would take about an hour and a half to get up early, and went to the shooting location to see if anyone was there. If there was no one, she would go shopping around. If there were people, she would go to make up first. .

After washing up, Wu Sitong put on yesterday's drama costume and went out. It was quiet outside the hotel.

Walking on the stone road, even though it is June, the cold wind in the morning still chills her heart.

Sniffing, Wu Sitong suddenly heard noisy voices at the filming location. It turned out that someone really came so early. Fortunately, she came. If she came later at six o'clock, she might be scolded to death. Thinking of Fang Zhao and her science popularization Director Lang roared angrily, and Wu Sitong couldn't help speeding up his pace.

When he came to the shooting location, Wu Sitong found that a shooting location was full of people, some were adjusting the lights, and some were arranging the scene. Even the dressing room could faintly see the lights spilling from the crack of the door.

(End of this chapter)