The novel of Xia Jingyan, the heroine.

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Chapter VII After spring, it is also prosperous.

The most important thing is that the back is swaying, which reminds people of the spring mountain, and it is difficult to dream intermittently.

The backyard of Mueller Villa is full of half-opened white petals, which exudes elegant fragrance, and the corner of the green grass is piled with photographic and interview equipment. In the afternoon sun, Xia Jingyan, wearing a red sleeveless short cheongsam, gradually appeared thin sweat on his forehead.

In the media circle, Xia Jingyan is by no means the kind of artist who has strong affinity and often giggles at the camera. When interviewing her, she always sits there without a cousin. You ask, she answers, smiles occasionally, and finally shakes hands with you politely. She is a star who will inadvertently make the interviewer passive. The interviewer is still sorting out the interview manuscript faxed to the world for review three days ago. The staff around him bowed down and asked her, "Miss Xia, can we start?"

She said to wait a little longer and motioned for the makeup artist to come over and make up her makeup.

The interview doesn't take long, but photography takes time. Now it has been cleaned up, and people can still see looking at the probe in the villa from time to time.

Xia Jingyan frowned. The assistant turned on the small electric fan and pointed it at her.

At the end of the day, there was a gift from a staff member. That is a doll dressed in Hanfu, elegant. She said ...