唉,又堵车了,这已经是我第一百零一次被堵在去摄影棚的路上了。望着车外晴朗的天空中游走的白云,我真希望自己也能够那样自由自在、无拘无束……看看表,约好的化妆时间已到了,可我还被堵在半路上。我急得打开了车窗,一股油味让我赶快关上了它,还是想想今天的造型吧。 Alas, another traffic jam, this is my one hundred and first was blocked in the studio on the way. Looking at the clouds walking in the sunny sky outside the car, I really hope I can be as free and unrestrained ... Look at the table, appointment of make-up time has come, but I was blocked halfway. I was anxious to open the window, a smell of oil so I quickly closed it, or think about today’s shape it.