"Perform well." Kwon Eun-hyuk patted Kang Go-woo's shoulder and encouraged him.

"No problem, Eunhe." Jiang Wuyou, wearing a stage uniform and makeup, nodded and expressed his relaxation with a smile. "I have performed so many shows, so there will be no problem anymore."

"Don't be arrogant," said Quan Enhe, "A small mistake can also lead to a change in the audience's attitude towards you. Although it is just an ordinary commercial performance, fans who come to see your performance, not to see your mistakes."

Looking at Quan Eun-he's serious expression, although he didn't agree with it in his heart, on the surface, Jiang Wuyou nodded and showed respect.

Seeing the staff signaling that it was Jiang Wuyou's turn to come on, Lin Runyan, who was standing aside, checked Jiang Wuyou's makeup and clothing again. After tidying up the wrinkles on the clothes, Lin Runyan narcissistically patted Jiang Wuyou, "It's not bad, my makeup level is indeed first-class."

Quan Eun-he looked at Lin Runyan, who had been increasingly narcissistic recently, shook her head with her eyes closed, and then patted Jiang Wuyou's junior, "Okay, okay, don't worry about that. Today is the last performance, do it well."

Standing in front of the steps of the stage, Jiang Wuyou breathed a breath of relief, tightened his spirit, and walked onto the stage with a smile on his face.

"Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Wuyou."

The audience suddenly rang out. For nearly a month, I often listened to it, so I almost heard it. I almost heard it. I was so tired of screams and cheers:

"Prince of Milk."

"Gooyu oppa!"

Just a simple greeting and waving his hand to say hello, the fans below were shouting wildly. Standing in the backstage, Quan Enhe smiled and said to Lin Runyan beside him with emotion, "Wuyou, he has finally reached this level."

Lin Runyan, who has been in the entertainment industry for many years, nodded in empathy. However, Lu Xiaodi, who was beside her, may have been because of her experience. She listened to the two of them, and looked at them with her little head tilted, wondering what they were saying.

Standing on the stage, Jiang Wuyou danced with the background music, and sang the popular song "Please". Perhaps it was because of no pressure. Jiang Wuyou often left his position without any pressure and ran to the front to interact with the fans on the scene, allowing Kwon Eun-he, who was observing the backstage, to sweat a cold sweat. He was worried that Jiang Wuyou would make mistakes and whether it would cause some performance accidents. Fortunately, the fans of the audience were very involved in Jiang Wuyou's performance. As long as Jiang Wuyou mobilized the atmosphere on the scene, the "milk" in the audience would respond like a good lamb, responding with Jiang Wuyou's command.

It can be said that today's commercial performance was completed without any danger. With the fear of the backstage Quan Eun-he and the staff, Kang Wuyou completed his performance "successfully".

He reluctantly said goodbye to the 'milk's attendees on the stage. Jiang Wuyou walked off the stage with a smile on his face. Although he had not seen Jiang Wuyou's smile, he had never seen Jiang Wuyou smile so brightly after completing the commercial performance. Kwon Eun-he asked in confusion, "Wuyou, why are you so happy today?" After looking through the itinerary, he found that the latest itinerary would be the music stage at around 3:00 the next afternoon. Kwon Eun-he said clearly, "I can finally have a good rest, so I'm very happy, right?"

Jiang Wuyou smiled and shook her head, and did not answer Quan Enhe, but instead asked Lu Xiaodi, "Xiaodi, have you brought your clothes?"

Hearing Jiang Wuyou's question, Lu Xiaodi nodded and handed over the package on the stool aside to Jiang Wuyou, "Wuyou oppa, you chose this dress yourself. I also brought some decorations."

"What clothes? What clothes?" As Jiang Wuyou's makeup artist and stylist, Lin Runyan always has a special sensitivity to Jiang Wuyou's clothing that is beyond his control. "You match it yourself? Let me see what are you waiting for, change it quickly."

However, no one was destined to be able to respond to Lin Runyan's words. Feeling the sudden quietness around, Lin Runyan realized that they were walking to the nanny car. Even if they did not consider the difference between men and women between Jiang Wuyou and Lin Runyan, in broad daylight (although it is already dark now), a girl asked a man to change clothes on the spot...

Lin Runyan blushed and walked quickly towards the nanny car, but she was so panicked that she could not open the car door. Lin Runyan held the handlebar with her hands and used all her strength to not open the car door. Her face was blushing like an apple, but she kicked the nanny car twice with her high heeled feet, muttering, "I told you to laugh at me, I asked you to laugh at me."

Holding the automatic car lock, Quan Enhe looked at Lin Runyan's little woman-like movements, looked at Jiang Wuyou and smiled helplessly. After a while, he pressed the unlock button. However, Lin Runyan, who was determined to kick the nanny car, had no sense of all this. It was not until Jiang Wuyou was behind her and pulled the car door open that Lin Runyan reacted, glanced at Jiang Wuyou with hatred, and rushed into the back seat of the nanny car, occupying the last row, pounced on the seat, and buried her face deeply in her arms.

Looking at Lin Runyan's shy appearance, Jiang Wuyou touched her nose and signaled Lu Xiaodi to sit in the passenger seat. She bent over and sat in the middle of the nanny car. After starting the nanny car, Quan Enhe looked in the rearview mirror and asked, "Wuyou, where are you now?"

Jiang Wuyou took out his phone, looked at the missed calls and the number of text messages displayed on it, and chuckled, "Go to Laohengdong, Brother Enhe." [elle.girl Magazine Headquarters]

After looking at the time and thinking about the next schedule, Quan Enhe smiled and said, "No problem, you can have fun today."

...

In the special office of Elle.girl magazine, today's head of the Girls' Generation, Kim Yarin gave a final explanation to the six Girls' Generation members present.

"Do you understand?" Jin Yarin, who had curly hair, looked at the six people with a smile.

"I understand." Although it was the first time that it was in charge of such a large project - two small items, cocktail debugging and on-site makeup - for the members of Girls' Generation, they were still scared and worried. Therefore, even when they shouted loudly, the trembling tone and worried expression still revealed their mood at the moment.

Looking at the nervous six girls, Jin Yalin smiled, "Isn't it a party today? Therefore, the editor-in-chief agreed. You can wear these clothes and shoes in the showroom behind you today."

"Really? High heels are OK?" The girls were both surprised and happy when they heard the news.

Jin Yalin nodded with a smile, "12 cm or 15 cm are fine. Just don't exaggerate it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of fierce applause. Tiffany clapped his hands happily, and his crescent smiled eyes narrowed again.

"Mi-young likes high heels the most. Since she started this show, she can't even wear high heels, which makes her so sad." Seeing Tiffany's rare appearance since filming "factory.girls", Kim Hyo-yeon thought to herself.

"So is it okay to put on heavy makeup?" Perhaps it was because the party was too tempting, and even Jessica, who usually likes to quit, raised the questions she was concerned about.

"No problem. The editor-in-chief has given permission to put on heavy makeup for today's party. Now you can choose the clothes you like, and," Jin Yalin smiled, "Hasn't candy.girls learned makeup skills? Can you put on each other's makeup?"

However, Jin Yalin's teasing seemed not to be heard by the girls. While hearing that they could choose their favorite clothes, the six girls could not wait to rush to the showroom, running towards the beautiful clothes they could only see and could not wear.

...

"Come out quickly, hurry up." Standing outside the door of the locker room, Sunny and five other members each took their own clothes, waiting for Kim Hyo-yeon who was changing clothes.

Only when I heard Kim Hyo-yeon's self-dial voice-over, I opened the curtain and Kim Hyo-yeon, wearing a black dress, walked out sexyly. Standing outside the curtain, the few women who were not yet dressed in a dress, expressed their surprise and envy.

Kim Hyoyeon was walking in a cat step like a model, and his long hair in his right hand lifted up his shawl, as if he was waiting for the praise of his companions. However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear any sound. When he looked back, he found that several girls were queuing anxiously, waiting to change into the clothes he had picked.

As a result, in order to match the name of their team, Sunny, Yuri and Jessica, who are candy.girls, they all chose cute clothing, the colors are either pure white or sweet pink. Kim Hyoyeon and Choi Sooyoung, who are dream.girls, are dressed in tempting black.

"Tiffany, are you okay?"

As the last girl to change clothes, Tiffany stood in the locker room, looking at the clothes she had hung on the wall and matching them, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hmph, although you agreed to their invitation, I must let you take a good look at my changes during this period."

"tiffany, hurry up."

After looking at the black dress on the wall again, Tiffany imagined that "he" would show a surprised expression when she saw him, and couldn't help laughing. If it weren't for the urging of a few girls outside the curtain, Tiffany would probably have to study like Jessica and wouldn't have been able to change it in half an hour.

With a "swoosh", Tiffany's head showed up, but the door curtain tightly blocked his clothes. It seemed a little nervous. Tiffany smiled shyly and refused to come out for a long time. In the end, Sunny pulled the door curtain open and pulled Tiffany out.

"Wow, tiffany, you're so sexy today." Looking at Tiffany's clothing, Jessica seemed to be the first time she saw her, her eyes flashing with stars.

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Chapter completed!