MTL - Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine-Chapter 893 The first shot of comeback, sisters help you start——

   In the last five minutes, Nan Miaomiao finally tidied herself upright from the inside to the outside, and confirmed that there was nothing to improve, so she let the assistant and makeup artist leave first with satisfaction.

  Liang Ruifeng also arrived.

  He is dressed in a suit and has short, cool hair. He is young after all, and he doesn't look greasy no matter how he dresses up.

  Although it is in modern attire, it also has a clean scholarly temperament.

  He is not short, just over 1.8 meters tall, but he doesn't exercise much at ordinary times. He is lean and has narrow shoulders.

  It seems that it is not easy to show this shortcoming when wearing a suit, but like Su Ji and Nan Miaomiao, their boyfriends are more attractive, and they usually see them a lot. Now let’s look at Liang Ruifeng’s...

  Anyway, the two of them glanced at him for a second...and then swiped away!

  Can't arouse any interest.

   "Brother Feng!" Zhu Yiyi put her hand near her mouth as a loudspeaker, and waved excitedly to call Liang Ruifeng.

  Dandan, "Brother Feng is so handsome today!"

  Liang Ruifeng smiled confidently, straightened the skirt of his suit, and straightened his back.

  He walked towards Nan Miaomiao, but was stopped by Long Dahai halfway, and then led to Director Jin.

   "Xiao Liang, you will follow behind them for a while and play with Director Jin."

  Liang Ruifeng nodded cooperatively, and was suddenly taken aback in the middle of nodding.

  He played with Director Jin?

   Isn't it with Nan Miaomiao?

   What combination is this? ?

  Before he figured out what was going on, Jin Fengze had already bent his arm towards him, waiting for him to pull it up.

  Liang Ruifeng, "..."

   Still need to hold hands...

  Nan Miaomiao stood at the entrance, looking outside.

   On both sides of the long red carpet, the flashing lights never stopped. The host was hosting at a designated position in the middle of the red carpet. Behind her was a giant signature wall. Nan Miaomiao was thinking about where she would sign her name later.

   There are more reporters who are ready to go, adjust the camera, adjust the light, and leave the memory for the next person to appear.

Fans who came to support the scene were in the outer circle. Nan Miaomiao couldn't see them, but he could see the shining light boards they held up high. The frequency of shaking represented their excitement. The ups and downs of balance are a sign of their happy hopping.

Looking back on the past few months, Nan Miaomiao got up earlier than a chicken and went to bed later than a pig. She was said to have a bad temper and was followed by a row of assistants, but she let the assistants take everything, only the script was always carried with her .

   It is not an exaggeration to say that she has read the script no less than ten times from beginning to end, and she has memorized the lines fluently.

   During such a long time of filming, she has never been NG like her roommate, but not once because of forgetting words or wrong words NG.

   It is true that she is coquettish and willful, but facing the camera, she dares to say that she is worthy of her salary.

   She treats every shoot as a battle.

   She wants to win.

  Nan Miaomiao let out a breath slowly to get her mood in order.

  Looking back to the side, Su Ji's phone call is also coming to an end.

   "If there is nothing else, then I hang up?"

   It was finally time to die, Nan Miaomiao and the little hamster looked forward to it.

   There are three minutes left and I can talk to my sisters for a while to ease my mood.

  Here Su Ji has put his hand on the hang up button.

   "Jizai, I..."

   "Ah, you mean Xiaotong?"

   Nan Miaomiao was on the verge of speaking, but Su Ji put the phone to his ear again!

  Someone wants to occupy her sisters.

  Nan Miaomiao pouted, "..."

  Su Ji said to the mobile phone, Nan Miaomiao's restless little head was shaking beside him.

   "Don't talk."

   "What daughter, I am pregnant with a son."

   "I said yes."

   "..."

  The little hamster above Nan Miaomiao's head changed from one to two.

   Then a bunch.

   Waiting so long is called a rush.

   There is only one minute left until the last time, and the countdown in the headset has already started...

  Nan Miaomiao was finally **** off!

  But just when she gave up completely...

   "I said, aren't you nervous?"

  Su Ji's voice sounded lightly from the side, Nan Miaomiao turned her head and met her excited eyes.

  Su Ji hung up the phone, and Ai Yan stepped forward to take it away.

  Nan Miaomiao pointed to herself, making sure that Ji Zai was talking to herself.

   "Who, who is nervous?" Nan Miaomiao cleared her throat, "I haven't seen any big scenes before, and I would still be nervous at a press conference of this level?"

  Su Ji was noncommittal, with a half smile on his face.

  Nan Miaomiao deliberately changed the subject, and looked enviously at the dress on her body, "As expected of O·G's joint dress, it's really more advanced than mine..."

   Some netizens made fun of Nan Miaomiao because of this incident. As a heroine, she didn't get the top brand endorsement.

  Su Ji has also heard those remarks.

   "Are you afraid that I will steal your limelight?" she asked.

  Nan Miaomiao knew that she was hurting herself, so she said "Cut", "Don't think of me as such a stingy person, can you? You are my sisters, isn't it the same who gets the limelight??"

  Su Ji glanced at her with a smile.

   The countdown jumps from "1" to "0", and the director reminds in the earphones.

  The camera responsible for the live broadcast is right in front of them, and the indicator lights on the machine light up simultaneously. Nan Miaomiao took a deep breath—

  Move the sliding rail along the direction of the red carpet, and the camera brother controls the camera and moves backwards in sync with the pace of the two.

  When the figures of Nan Miaomiao and Su Ji appeared at the entrance of the red carpet, the media reporters who thought they were already crazy really woke up.

  The fans at the scene couldn't see their faces, but the enthusiastic cheers and screams resounded through the sky.

   "Ahhh! Nan! Miao! Miao! Nan! Miao! Miao!"

   "Crazy calling for my husband!!"

   "Su Ji, I! Love! You! I still love you during pregnancy!!"

   "Damn it! This is amazing! Sister Ji's dress is really amazing!!"

   "Qingqiu rises! I love Su Ji!"

   "Miaomiao is so young and so cute, I'm dead!"

  The sound waves climaxed one after another, along the soles of their feet, shaking Su Ji and Nan Miaomiao's atrial fibrillation.

  The colorful cheering light boards illuminate the sky in rainbow colors.

  In the lens of the big cameraman, the bright spots of various flashlights fell on Nan Miaomiao and Su Ji. The diamond necklaces and big earrings on their bodies were all shining.

  Nan Miaomiao was so nervous that her palms were cold.

  It's useless to be stubborn, she is indeed nervous.

  Because I care too much about today's press conference.

   "Don't worry," Su Ji stood beside her, hooking his lower lip handsomely.

  As if he could see through her easily.

  Nan Miaomiao turned her face and looked at her sisters.

  Su Ji stepped on high-heeled shoes and wore a blue dress, like a fable, but also like a promise, "You will be the focus of today's press conference, and this drama will definitely be a hit."

   Giving Su Ji a gift will never be a loss.

  The bracelet at the engagement banquet, she will give it back today.

  In the girl's unhurried tone, there is a sense of righteousness that will spare no effort.

   "The first shot of the comeback," she took steps, "Sisters help you start—"