The cold wind blew in from the window, and the smell of perfume in the room instantly faded a lot.
Ruan Qi's sore nose felt better after being choked, but Xiang Feier's face darkened.
She crossed her arms and looked at Mo Lan displeased: "I spray my perfume. If you don't like to smell it, you can go out. I'm not forcing you to smell it. Which company are you an assistant? Where are your artists? In the entertainment industry
Do you still understand the rules?"
"Why didn't I know there was such a rule in the entertainment industry?" Before Mo Lan could speak, a soft voice suddenly sounded in the dressing room.
Concubine Xiang turned her head when she heard the sound.
There were too many people in the room before, and Ruan Qi was sitting with her back to the door, so Xiang Fei'er didn't notice her presence.
Until now, Xiang Fei'er finally saw Ruan Qi's face that was even more beautiful than hers.
She was stunned for a moment, then her face changed slightly when she realized what she was doing: "Are you... Ruan Qi?"
"Eh? You know me?" Ruan Qi was slightly surprised.
This is equivalent to admitting one's identity.
This time Concubine Xiang's expression completely changed.
In the entertainment industry, Ruan Qi has always been a very unique existence.
She never builds relationships like other artists, but she can attract the second generation of wealthy people like Wang Leke and Feng Qin.
She never sells her persona, but she relies on her multiple identities and abilities to become popular.
She never abides by the unspoken rules of this circle, but she manages to do better than anyone else in the circle.
Everyone is envious of Ruan Qi, but no one can copy her ability. Ruan Qi is obviously just a newcomer who has debuted for less than two years, but her achievements make everyone fear her.
Concubine Xiang is also afraid of Ruan Qi.
She tightened her arms around her arms, stared at Ruan Qi's beautiful and delicate face, and showed a bit of a fake smile: "So it's Teacher Ruan, are you here to record the show too?"
Thinking of Ruan Qi's professional ability and professional honors in music, the fake smile on Xiang Feier's face was a bit unbearable.
She bit her lower lip hard and said, "It turns out that Teacher Ruan and I are on the same program. We are really destined."
"It's okay." Ruan Qi laughed, "If Teacher Fei'er's assistant hadn't sprayed so much poisonous water in the dressing room, I think we would have been more destined."
Poisonous water?
Xiang Concubine was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that Ruan Qi was mocking her.
Her face darkened slightly, and she twitched the corners of her mouth: "Teacher Ruan is really good at joking. I am quite picky in life. I feel uneasy if I can't smell this kind of perfume. My head will hurt and I won't even be able to sleep at night."
Okay. Teacher Ruan is so kind, he should understand me, right?"
"...I'll go, you're such a perfect green tea, who are you going to be miserable with?" The makeup artist couldn't help but muttered.
A smile flashed across Ruan Qi's eyes.
She looked at Xiang Fei'er, raised her lips, and said slowly: "Let's leave aside those who don't understand. I want to give Teacher Fei'er a suggestion first - I suggest you go to the hospital to have your brain checked."
Isn’t this a curse?
Xiang Fei'er's voice suddenly rose: "What did you say?!"
"I said, I suggest you go to the hospital to have your brain checked." Ruan Qi smiled and spoke softly and slowly, "If you have a headache if you can't smell the perfume, it's a disease. We normal people will have headaches if we smell too much perfume.
In order to prevent Teacher Fei'er from losing her mind, you'd better go to the hospital and get a check-up."