The person on the ground was thin and small. His body was curled up, and his hair was already covered in foundation. He looked very miserable. However, none of the staff members beside him stepped forward.
"Why does the magazine have to use their team? You're not a greenhorn, are you?"
"Look at what Yang Yi looks like after the makeup. You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
"Someone like you doesn't deserve to be a makeup artist at all. Hurry up and get lost. The filming is about to start!"
"That's right. You cannot tell whether he is a man or a woman, so disgusting."
The few people in the room were talking at once. Even when they saw Wen Nian enter, they did not lower their voices.
Beside her, Jin Ting's eyes were about to spew fire. Zheng Mo also gripped her bag tightly, but the two of them did not say anything. They knew that they were representing Wen Nian now and could not speak nonsense.
