After Exchanging Shadows

Chapter xiii

There was no way to do this, but to exchange powder with the two microbloggers, and they saw in their eyes the excitement of a victorious congregator of some sort of organization, succeeding in thundering goosebumps.

The photographer and makeup artist reached out and said, "We'll be comrades in the future! ”

Mo was forced to shake his hand: “…”

The photographer and the makeup artist spoke with one voice: "Is it Mo? Da! ”

Mo: “...”

Looks like we even have slogans this time. It must be a cult organization.

Nguyen Nightshade's alternative reception video is still going on, her drinking water gif animation also continues to wildly forward the brush screen on the homepage, many people in it @ ShenQiang Don't Demonstrate, ShenQiang other Weibo comment area was successfully captured by Xinmu's fans.

Min Mut went to look around, Feng Shui rotated around, Shen Qing did not reply in a clear light: “Oh, quiet woman, our goddess did not ruin her face! ”

“Oh, quiet lady, our goddess didn't ruin her face! ”

“Oh, quiet lady, our goddess didn't ruin her face! ”

Mo: “…” There is less powder than black at this time.

Shen Qing did not suddenly kill fans, the two sides launched a new round of battle against the pinch.

At the end of the break, Mo dragged himself through the last few sets of films. Despite her arrogance and pride, she has always been dedicated to her work. She could have tolerated it no matter how painful it used to be in films. Now the work is mainly psychological torture. At least she has endured it on her face. There are no complaints throughout, and staff, including those in charge, seem to like her very much.

The makeup artist and the photographer took out their phones and photographed her shoulder laughing: “Miss Nguyen, let's keep a souvenir. ”

The cell phone in selfie mode was held by matt, right in front of him, Mo saw this brightly swaying cell phone in the white light, and then felt his shoulder being held by someone looking at the lens, spreading a chill from the deepest part of his heart, suddenly shaking.

The ink grew pale, quickly avoided looking at the selfie lens, and even pushed the matt reflexively.

Two men were also surprised by her: "Miss Nguyen? ”

For the first time out there, Mo was so embarrassed and sweaty. “I'm sorry, I'm not used to people taking selfies. I was a little overreacting. Did I scare you? ”

matt was so busy saying, "No, no, we don't know, we're the ones who offended. Miss Nguyen, are you okay? ”

"I'm fine, thank you. ”

She raised her head and squeezed a smile using professional actor skills to quickly change her mood: "I'm too ugly to fit in with selfies. ”

Photographer and makeup artist: "…”

“If Miss Nguyen is too ugly, aren't we going to smoke out?” The two were devastated.

"No, I really think I'm too ugly," said Mo, referring to the skin of Nguyen Nightshade. To be honest, I don't like the way I look myself, very humble. ”

Photographer and makeup artist: "…”

The two sighed in the heart, and this Nguyen lady was very nice, just needed to see a psychologist and an ophthalmologist.

Mo said sincerely: “I'm only telling you this because I take you as my comrades. Please keep it a secret. ”

The two men spoke in unison: "Don't worry! Mo Mo? Da! ”

Mo: “...”

The two men sent Mo out and waved at the door: “Come back often! ”

The scene really smelled a little like a red light area. Mo turned around and sank his face and walked away in a breezy way.

The first thing to go home was to wash her face, and the cold current took away her potential anxiety, and she covered her face and the water dropped off her hair.

She doesn't take selfies.

Even less selfies with others.

In this circle, red or not, their microblogs are full of selfies. Especially Shen Qiang. Good morning, good night. Eating dessert is all close-up. If you don't take a selfie, it seems like you are embarrassed to tweet. This behavior once made Shen Qiang decide that Shen Qiang should not be missed.

She calmed down, Momo walked to the living room, and the newly rented living room was empty, even though it was so much smaller than her family's living room, she felt empty to the top, presumably because she had become someone else and was forced to accept all the coolness of the other person.

Nobody cares about her.

Nobody even noticed her.

She is no longer the moon of the stars. Instead of finishing Nguyen Nightshana's low-grade to ridiculous job for herself, she became idle and once the full announcement itinerary disappeared from her life, all she did was come back after the job and endure this frightening change.

She sat on the couch and suddenly wanted to call Nguyen Nightingale. Damn, she used to hope never to see this woman. Now that Nguyen Nightingale has her own body, both of them suddenly become grasshoppers on a rope. She doesn't know about the woman for a while, she will be anxious.

After all, the body is still here.

At this point, Nguyen Nguyen must be dealing with various kinds of things. She was familiar with the process, so she glanced at the phone, threw it away, and slept a little lonely on the couch.

In her sleep, she saw a shaking lens in the light, and the lens came together in front of her, and she began to tremble in fear.

Mo muttered to herself in the phone ringtone of her ears, moving on and off her thin lips, not knowing what to say, the ringtone prompted her life and succeeded in tearing off her tight nerves.

She sat up grudgingly and saw Nguyen Nightshade calling on her phone.

Press the answer button, the ink ends and does not speak.

Nguyen Nightshade's voice is beautiful. I don't know if she was born or deliberate. Her tone is always full of temptation: “Good evening, Ink. ”

Mo Mo glanced out the window, it was already dark outside.

It's really weird, she obviously hates Nguyen's teeth itching, and now she's calling, and she's feeling a little comfortable. Probably after she changed her personality, everything that belonged to her was gone. Nguyen Nightshang became the only person she could talk to face-to-face, and in front of Nguyen Nightshang, at least she didn't have to work hard to play someone else.

In other words, how horrible and pathetic.

In this complex mood of change, the divine color becomes uncertain. “When it's good, of course, you can greet it like this. When it's bad, it's ironic. ”

Nguyen Nightshade laughed: "Then I'll change my greetings to Xian Yi. Have you eaten? ”

Mo: “...”

“Just woke up, didn't eat.” Lazy and lazy.

Nguyen did not actually expect her to answer this honestly, as if it were a chat between real friends. She was a little surprised, but more hidden, and deliberately sympathetic: “You can't cook, and it's troublesome to go out at that point. If I were there, I could cook for you. ”

“Nguyen Nightshade.” "Did you drink water at the reception today in your head?“ ”

“Yeah.” Nguyen Nightshade admitted, “It's your brain. ”

Mo: “...”

“Am I satisfied with the reception?” Nguyen Nightshade.

"'Quite satisfied,' said Momo. 'Except for the brains. What do you want from me? ”

“I'm not looking for you, and you're looking for me. In order to avoid you getting in trouble there, call me at exactly when, and I'll be in touch. Now I'm back, in the room, and nobody around you can rest assured. ”

Mo chuckles: “You know exactly what I mean, like installing cameras and bugging on me? You don't have confidence. ”

Nguyen Nightshade said: "How can I not know my heart is in your possession? ”

Mo: “...”

Do you know how to spell "shame"?

“Miss Nguyen, watch your language.” Ming Mo calmed down.

“I'm not wrong.” Nguyen Nightshade is clearly innocent: “My heart, indeed, is in your body, in your left chest. Can't believe you went to the hospital for pictures. Oh, don't bother with the pictures. Just look in the mirror. ”

Mo: “...”

The fact is that she did conjure up this black heart in Nguyen's body, and she couldn't refute it.

Nguyen Nightshang asked, "How's my magazine cover coming? ”

The answer is no less salty: “Done, look at each other means satisfied.” Except for two strange encounters.

Nguyen Nightshade laughed: "Look at you. You're a good fit for my job. ”

Multon said, "I have something to tell you. ”

“See, I told you you wanted to call me. Go ahead.”

"" Tell Lu Qingming tomorrow to arrange an actor to audition for a new play and take her to Lin Zhi. ”

“Try that girl. What's the actor's name? ”

\ "Nguyen Nightshade.\" ”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”