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• Ding Chengxin was sitting in the lounge. He had a lot of work recently, and there would always be some inexplicable illegitimate people to disturb him. He hid and hid like a thief every day, and he didn't reply to messages often. He just chatted for a few words and hung up hastily on the phone. Ding Chengxin raised his hand and carefully looked at the slightly faded tattoo on his ring finger, which was his only motivation.
• The thin lips gently pressed against the letter "s", and the look of the moment kept popping up in my mind.
• When the door of the lounge was knocked on, Ding Chengxin came back to his senses and frowned when he looked at the door.
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  dingchengxin

  "Enter."
• As soon as Ding Chengxin finished speaking, the door of the lounge was pushed open. A woman wearing a mask and hat walked in with a cosmetic case. Ding Chengxin felt that this person was unfamiliar, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.
• The program team changes staff every day, and this makeup artist is new.
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  "Does Teacher Ding have allergies?"
• The makeup artist spoke softly, squeezing the liquid foundation on the back of his hand, but his eyes kept staring at Ding Chengxin through the mirror. Ding Chengxin shook his head and put his phone on the makeup table.
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  dingchengxin

  "No."
• The makeup artist stopped talking. Ding Chengxin closed his eyes and let the makeup artist do whatever he wanted on his face. He could start recording the show in half an hour. Ding Chengxin's fingers rhythmically tapped on the armrest of the chair.
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  "Teacher Ding has a tattoo?"
• The quiet lounge made the makeup artist's voice clearer. Ding Chengxin was taken aback for a moment, and then shrunk his hand in his cuff.
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  dingchengxin

  "Tattoo stickers."
• The makeup artist's subtle laughter came, and Ding Chengxin turned his head and stood up from the chair.
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  dingchengxin

  "I'm ready to go to the scene, you can go back first."
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  dingchengxin

  "Please."
• The makeup artist's hand was hanging in mid-air, and his eyes were not friendly. He packed the makeup box and left in a hurry. Ding Chengxin watched her back disappear at the end of the corridor before returning to the dressing room.
• That woman doesn't look like a makeup artist.
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• Song Yaxuan was in contact with the filming of the movie recently, and he didn't have time to go to Dali again. He could only guard his mobile phone every day and look forward to receiving Shi Nian's reply as soon as possible.
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  songyaxuan

  "Nian, why did you answer the phone?"
• There was a noisy voice from Shi Nian's side. Song Yaxuan's hearing was good, and both voices were familiar.
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  shinian

  "I was a little busy just now."
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  songyaxuan

  Where are Xiao He and Hao Xiang?
• Shi Nian let out a hum, and Song Yaxuan's grunting complaint was passed over. Every sentence was accusing his agent of not giving him a chance to rest at all, and he could only secretly nest in a chair for a while every day.
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  shinian

  "I'll rest when I'm done. It's summer now, so I can go out and play with you."
• Song Yaxuan could be regarded as showing a smile, smiling with a lollipop.
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  songyaxuan

  "Okay, okay."
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• Zhang Zhenyuan has been quite busy recently. He stays at school every day and watches the students. He doesn't often take the initiative to chat with Shi Nian. Occasionally, when he can't hold on, he will make a long video call to her, and he will not take his eyes off her for a moment. Leave your face.
• For Zhang Zhenyuan, Shi Nian likes to chat with Zhang Zhenyuan, at least very relaxed.
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  shinian

  "True Source? Are you still busy?"
• Zhang Zhenyuan held the pen in his hand, looking at the camera with exhaustion.
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  zhangzhenyuan

  "Hmm, I'll be busy for a while."
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