A Sniper, That Sniped His Heart!

At eight in the morning, a black car was parked outside the All—Star Challenge crew.

When a staff saw the license plate, he stepped forward to open the door.

He saw a pair of white sneakers and slender ankles. The staff lowered his head and was puzzled.

Mr. Black's feet were too small.

Moreover, the ankles were as white and tender as a woman's.

At the same time, Lucas got off the car. He wore a khaki suit with a white T—shirt inside. He looked exceptionally young and energetic.

He stood there and waited for Julia. Then they walked in together. It turned out that, it was Julia's feet he saw earlier.

"Who is she?" The staff asked the person beside him. He only saw Julia's fair, tender, and gorgeous profile.

"That's Julia. You don't know her? She has been on trending lately. It's said that she met Mr. Black when they were children. They are the guests of the show."

"Julia spares no effort to seize every opportunity for hype. She knew that our confidentiality work was good, so she came over with Mr. Black. She just wanted to spread some gossip."

"She is gorgeous..." The staff obviously did not listen to him. He was intoxicated by the profile of Julia.

In the elevator, Julia lowered her head. She did not sleep well last night.

Suddenly, the elevator shook. Julia nearly fell. Fortunately, Lucas reached out to help her in time.

Julia looked up and smiled, "Thank you."

Lucas stood behind her. Julia stared at him. He thought that her gaze was very charming. But Julia was unaware of it.

The two conflicting visions merged together, giving rise to more ambitions to explore.

When the elevator stopped, Julia walked out first because their dressing rooms were not at the same direction.

The door of the elevator was about to close when Lucas regained his senses.

She didn't say anything, but he felt like he was sniped. His heartbeat accelerated as if he had returned to eighteen years old!

Lucas still remembered that the first time he saw Julia, she was very beautiful as if she had a kind of magic power.

He could not conceal his feelings, so he could only relieve his strange thoughts by making trouble for her.

Later on, Julia became Ford's wife, and his feelings were deeply pressed into his heart.

He now had new doubts. Perhaps Brother Ford never like Julia once, not even less. Could it be that his cousin had been busy with his work for all those years and never bothered about Julia....

Thinking of this, he almost lost control.

Lucas lowered his head and took a deep breath. After a while, he turned around and headed to the opposite direction.

....

"Follow me, please." An assistant brought Julia to a medium—sized lounge where four artists could put on a makeup and change clothes at the same time.

Julia was alone and didn't even have an assistant, so the staff didn't pay much attention on her.

The All—Star Challenge was a sports program, so many celebrities were invited. From known to unknown, there were more than 20 artists.

Comparison existed everywhere. There were different arrangements for different artists. Basically, the unknown artists were all squeezed into a large lounge shared by 20 people.

The reason Julia was able to enjoy such a private and comfortable lounge was that Lucas had helped her.

Not long after, someone knocked the door. Julia turned around and said, "Please come in."

A middle—aged woman came in with a cosmetic case and said gently, "Miss Green, I am your dresser."

"Hello." Julia politely smile.

The makeup artist took out the makeup from the cosmetic case and put it away. She told Julia to close her eyes and made her a facial massage first. Her movements were very gentle.

Julia could feel that she was not an ordinary Makeup artist.

She didn't expect that there would be such a skilled makeup artist.

"Is the strength okay?" The makeup artist asked softly.

Julia nodded.

"Miss Green, you have dark circles under your eyes. You haven't been resting well lately, have you?" The makeup artist asked gently. "Anyway, it's still early. I'll use the electric apparatus to remove the dark circles under your eyes."

"Okay. Thank you."

"You're welcome." The makeup artist took out a silver instrument and gently massaged her eyes, making her feel so comfortable that she wanted to sleep.

Then the makeup artist started to put makeup on Julia's left face and asked if Julia was satisfied with it.

It was so natural. At first glance, it looked like she didn't wear any makeup. The eyeliner was light brown, and her face was glowing. She couldn't see the black circles under her eyes.

The makeup artist used the simplest method to magnify Julia's beauty. She was like a flower swaying in the sunlight, full of vitality.

It fitted perfectly with the theme of the sports meeting.

Julia said sincerely, "Do you have magic?"

The makeup artist smiled. "You are one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen."

Her words weren't unwanted compliments. She had met countless artists, and she rarely encountered someone as beautiful as Julia.

All in all, beauty lies in the bone, not in the skin.

In the backstage, Cindy dressed in gorgeous clothes with a pair of oversized sunglasses. She frowned and scolded the assistant beside her, "Hasn't it been arranged yet?"

The assistant said, "Miss, this is our best dressing room."

"Hurry up, or I'll ask the director to fire you." Cindy raised her hand to cover the tip of her nose and said impatiently, "The incense in that lounge will cover my perfume. It's stink."

She came over early today, because Lucas would also be here. She wanted to dress herself up.

Unexpectedly, the lounge was smoked with incense, so she asked for another lounge.

Because of the popularity of the Heavens, the leading artist was unexpectedly popular. Cindy's propaganda team took this opportunity to make Cindy popular.

Everyone in the showbiz knew that Cindy had a bad temper. The staff were very lenient towards her and did not dare to complain.

She brought along an entire team. After all, she was a celebrity now.

It included life assistants, office assistants, makeup artists, and matching artists. There were a dozen people, filling the entire corridors, which attracted the attention of many passers—by.

She asked to change the lounge. But no lounge was available now. After all, there were other groups here.

Cindy was angry. She said to her assistant, "Useless! Arrange it for me! Now!"

On the surface, she was scolding her own people, but in fact, she was slapping the face of the staff.

The staff felt extremely embarrassed.