Rise of the Wasteland

When the police were busy looking for Zhou Qingfeng, it was just dawning. The young reporter Ma Li posted several photos in succession and found that she had no material. "No, Miss Ben's bonus for this month will fall on these photos, and she must continue shooting."

"Hey, go to the red carpet, wake up, wake up quickly. Discuss with you, I'll hire you for two thousand dollars a day, how about it? It's simple, just follow me everywhere to take pictures." Ma Li pushed Zhou Qingfeng Shoulder.

Zhou Qingfeng got up with sleepy eyes, listened to the request of the young reporter and smiled and asked, "Two thousand yuan a day, just to take my picture?"

"Actually, I took a picture of 'Victor. Hugo'. I was really sad for the interview last night, and then suddenly I was agitated, and I felt that you are now a popular movie star 'Victor.Hugo'. Like it. "

Having said that, Ma Li passed her tablet to Zhou Qingfeng, and now several photos she has posted on the headlines of many entertainment media. Everyone said in a ridiculous tone that someone in their country had finally counterfeited 'Victor Hugo'.

"This is OK?" Zhou Qingfeng laughed again, thinking: I am really Victor Hugo! Am I trying to impersonate myself?

Zhou Qingfeng felt interesting and laughed, "Now Victor Hugo is not only the price, but a photo is worth tens of thousands. And isn't this a photo you want to post on Weibo?" It is inappropriate to use it in a commercial setting without my consent. "

"What's wrong with this, I'm not giving money." Ma Li's volume increased a little, trying to persuade: "Don't you slap the red carpet for fame? I'm helping you to increase your popularity now! This matter will be dismantled in the future, and they also know that you are the face of an international superstar. "

"This is not good, this is fake!" Zhou Qingfeng deliberately teased the young reporter. He doesn't really matter, just go to the main venue of the film festival around 6pm today to walk the red carpet, and then participate in the star talk show. It's morning and he has time to waste.

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng smiling cheerfully, Ma Li only offered him a counter-offer. The little reporter said with pain: "It's 3,000 yuan a day, this is the highest price. Do you know how many people in the world want to climb Victor Hugo's fame now? I'm giving you a chance.

When the "Wasteland" movie first came out, a dozen people said they were the main actors in the movie. The Japanese even created a special entertainment show in search of people most like Victor Hugo. The Koreans didn't even have a fight, they actually made a facelifted Victor Hugo. But anyway, all these fake goods have made money!

It's shameless to be an actor, and now you just take advantage of this trend to improve your visibility. By the way, what's your name? Tell me the name, maybe we can cooperate for a long time in the future. "

For her bonus and work, Ma Li encouraged three inches. Zhou Qingfeng was always laughing, "Well, I accept your job. And my name is Victor. Hugo, you can call me" Victor "."

"Look at you." Ma Li gave Zhou Qingfeng a white look, apparently disbelieving. But she didn't care, just urged: "Since you promised, get up quickly. Get dressed and we'll start work soon. By the way, I'll make up for you."

"Do you still wear makeup?"

"Of course, I'm professional."

Zhou Qingfeng could only get up, called early after washing, then let Ma Li take care of herself briefly, and finally put on the tens of thousands of high-end suits Feng Wan bought for him. He didn't take off his big sunglasses during the whole process.

"Ah ..., you are so handsome. You have a good figure and a natural clothes rack." Ma Li's makeup level is still good. Zhou Qingfeng in front of the mirror looks slender and upright.

Zhou Qingfeng took off his sunglasses while Ma Li wasn't paying attention, and felt that everything was fine. However, Ma Li was puzzled by Zhou Qingfeng's life and death so that he could not see his entire face, "Hey! Are your eyes ugly?"

Zhou Qingfeng gave Ma Li a look with a contempt expression, and thought to himself: The young and old counted these eyes deeply and charmingly. Usually, Jenny and Nancy like to be stared at him affectionately, and every time they just stare at him , All weak.

Ma Li also patted Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder and said with relief: "It's okay, I don't discriminate against you. Let's go and use my camera to help you take a few more pictures to ensure that you can also fire a little.

The two went out of the hotel and began to visit the various attractions of the Modu. They laughed along the way and took various photos by the way. The Pearl TV Tower, the History Museum, and the Huangpu River are almost connected in one morning and ran several places. But when these photos are posted on the Internet, the results obtained are hilarious.

"Well, we in China have at last counterfeited Victor Hugo."

"It looks really like Yeah, it's a bit like my male god."

"It's so good, I'm drooling just by looking at the shape."

"If it hadn't been known that it was fake, I would definitely be fooled."

"I like the way he laughs. There is no authentic product, and high imitations are OK!"

"This must be a Taobao explosion, I just want to ask: Dear, do you post?"

A bunch of comments are giggling, and Ma Li took hundreds of photos in one breath like a crazy gift. However, each photo looks so handsome and impossible to choose.

"Well, it's over. The editor said that too many genders were uploaded at one time, but I can't bear any one!" At noon, the two found an outdoor cafe on the banks of the Huangpu River and ordered something to fill their stomachs. Ma Li has been flipping photos while sitting under the umbrella ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhou Qingfeng is drinking slowly with a cup of coffee.

There are many tourists coming and going on this riverside, especially now that the Magic City Film Festival, there are a lot of people who come to see the stars. Before Zhou Qingfeng sat down for two minutes, several girls ran up and shouted happily: "Ah ..., aren't you the suspected Victor Hugo on the Internet?"

"Hahaha ..." Zhou Qingfeng was immediately amused by his new nickname, "Yes, that's right! I'm 'suspected Victor Hugo.'"

No one really took Zhou Qingfeng as a big star, but the atmosphere was very harmonious. Everyone talked and laughed, and several girls asked for a photo with Zhou Qingfeng.

These group photos were reposted in the circle of friends, and more people knew that Zhou Qingfeng, a ‘suspected Victor Hugo’, was at a cafe on the Huangpu River. The close ones rushed to see the real people, and asked for a group picture.

As a result, the owner of the cafe suddenly found that the business in his shop was twice as good as usual, and everyone who laughed couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Zhou Qingfeng immediately laughed and asked, "Boss, in order to bring you so much business, I ask for a waiver!" (To be continued.)