Chapter 72: Lost Girl

The person who came out of the compartment was Hou Jun.

Lu Yan He looked at him in surprise, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Since he was also there, he must have heard what Chen Ziliang said just now.

"Hou Dao." Lu Yan He greeted awkwardly.

Hou Jun looked at Lu Yan He silently and said: "Did you hear what was said just now?"

"Hmm."

"Don't tell anyone, just pretend you didn't hear it." Hou Jun said.

"Okay, I know." Lu Yan He nodded.

He certainly understands why Hou Jun said this. Such things, if spread out, are always bad for the show.

If the production team can use its resources to promote your performance, it means more people will see your performance.

"I don't even know where this is, how can I tell my assistant." Lin Miaomiao said righteously.

Lu Yan He: "... Then come with me."

Lin Miaomiao said immediately: "Then take me to your dressing room, I'll let my assistant come to pick me up."

Lu Yan He smiled awkwardly.

Lin Miaomiao curled her lips, "Forget it if you don't want to say."

"Fine."

"Angry." Lu Yan He nodded, admitting.

"Just started as an intern, the business is not very familiar yet." She added, her hands gently clasped together.

The makeup artist muttered: "Who is it? Fortunately, the eyebrows are already done."

Hou Jun walked towards the door, walked halfway, and stopped again.

The makeup artist was already waiting for him.

Lu Yan He was the last one to put on makeup.

Hou Jun's words made Lu Yan He's eyes light up.

Lin Miaomiao opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

But because his stage makeup itself is not complicated, the stage styling determined by the makeup group is a very simple white shirt and black trousers, focusing on a fresh and clean high school student look, so even if the time is tight, it is still relatively calm.

Lu Yan He: "... Can't you let your assistant pick you up here directly?"

"But he is popular now, even if I'm angry, I can only endure it. The show needs to beg him to come on, he looks down on it, and we can't do anything about it. If you want not to be angry, you can only work hard yourself, wait until one day he begs you." Hou Jun said, "Your song is written well, you have talent, stick to it, you will have a day when you succeed."

"Thank you, Hou Dao." Lu Yan He bowed to Hou Jun in surprise.

"Why?"

"Don't look for me, I will send you a message." Lin Miaomiao specifically instructed.

Lu Yan He didn't know Lin Miaomiao's little scheme.

"I'm not familiar either, today is only the second time I've come." Lu Yan He said.

"Thank you." Lu Yan He thanked this makeup artist.

The makeup artist patted Lu Yan He on the shoulder, as if seeing through the mask of calmness and composure of the boy in front of her, smiled and said: "In the backstage, this situation is too common. The comparison of the order of appearance between artists, the calculation of who puts on makeup first, whose dressing room is bigger, whose recording time is more favorable... anything can be fought over. You have been out for a long time, you should have seen many such scenes. They can even spark fire in front of the camera, let alone behind the camera."

"Because I'm not popular." Lu Yan He looked at the girl with an innocent and confused face behind him from the mirror, "Are you really a host?"

"Why let me appear after him!" A loud roar suddenly came from outside the door.

A group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers, others rarely treat them as real competitors.

"Know, she has already come over." Lin Miaomiao looked at him thoughtfully, "You still don't have a girl you like, really? Now there is no camera filming you, you can tell the truth."

And after that roar sounded in the hallway, there was no follow-up. I don't know if he was persuaded or what.

Lu Yan He didn't expect to hear Hou Jun say such words to him.

Just now, it was Lin Miaomiao who, after seeing Lu Yan He enter the bathroom, hurriedly chased her into the bathroom, creating this encounter.

This calmness and composure made Lu Yan He also uncontrollably put away his surprised expression, not wanting to appear too inexperienced.

She looked like she was lost, looking around blankly.

"Only me."

Lin Miaomiao looked at Lu Yan He curiously and asked: "Are you alone? Where are your agent and assistant?"

Lu Yan He looked at her unexpectedly. After seeing him, her eyes lit up, and she walked over immediately, saying: "I'm lost, take me to the backstage."

"Thank you, Hou Dao."

"Know, does your assistant know where my dressing room is?"

A song, a performance, whether it can be popular, is not directly proportional to the quality of its quality.

Lu Yan He looked at her in surprise and asked: "Aren't you a host here? How can you still get lost?"

She put away her tools and said: "Almost there, take a look."

"Angry?" He suddenly turned back and asked.

She is Lin Miaomiao's bodyguard, and also the assistant she mentioned.

Lin Miaomiao: "... I just came, not familiar."

The roar outside the door didn't seem to cause any trouble to the makeup artist at all. She wasn't even curious.

"Keep it up."

Lu Yan He walked out of the bathroom and met Lin Miaomiao who interviewed him yesterday.

To be honest, he really hasn't seen too much.

"Perform well tonight, after the show is broadcast, we will focus on promoting your performance."

The makeup artist left.

The performing arts work he participated in was basically with the group, and he didn't come out alone much. He rarely encountered these things. During the time when he first debuted, because the group was very popular, Zhou Ping'an brought them very diligently and protected them very well.

"I am." She finally said so.

"What's there to be polite about."

He took Lin Miaomiao back to his dressing room.

"I heard from the person in charge of the site that your rehearsal yesterday was amazing, keep it up." The makeup artist cheered for this boy who still had a bit of nervousness and greenness on his face, "Our show, although not particularly popular, has been doing it for so long, and there is still a group of loyal and fixed audiences. Maybe your singing this time can be liked by everyone."

After a while, a woman in a black uniform came out of the women's restroom with a helpless expression.

"This has nothing to do with you, right?" Lu Yan He said directly.

Only Lin Miaomiao and him were left in the room.

Lin Miaomiao said: "You are quite liked by these aunts, they can cheer for you while putting on makeup for you."

The voice was too urgent and too fierce, scaring everyone in the makeup room.

Lin Miaomiao hummed, lifted her chin slightly, and walked with Lu Yan He.

Lu Yan He turned around and looked at the girl in front of him seriously.

"Actually, I don't mind much, but, you speak like this, have you really not been beaten elsewhere?" He asked sincerely.

Lin Miaomiao's arrogant face had a crack.

She clenched her fists and looked at Lu Yan He deeply.