Mr. Zhang went to filming

The car continued to drive.

Zhang He opened a bottle of medicated oil, and rubbed the temples of the pale boy according to the instructions in the manual.

When I pressed it, I realized that the child even had a few small scars on one side of his temple.

Ugh.

Obviously, it is a naturally beautiful face, but there are so many small scars, isn't it?There is a deep line under the corner of the eye, and there is even a small white gap left on the lower lip that was originally attractive.

If it were someone else, it would be called disfigurement, right?

It's also thanks to the child's excellent bone appearance, no matter if it's a bad hairstyle or a small scar, it can not only not affect his beauty, but also add sexy and wild, even more dangerous taste!

What a natural beauty to be able to withstand being spoiled so much?

Zhang He is convinced.

……

Medicinal oil, is a cool mint flavor.

Not pungent, light, very delicate fragrance.

Combined with the scent of cypress and vetiver in the scent of ink on the man's body, and the soft leather chair under his body, it's like sleeping in a weird herb garden.

Xie Xingchen slowly relaxed his stiff body.

Although he really didn't like being touched by others, but at this moment, he really didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.

Being rubbed on the temples like this is really...a lot more comfortable and relaxing.

The feeling of dizziness and vomiting slowly faded away.

Drowsy, he found himself thinking absurdly, anyway...

Anyway, this person has held his hand and hugged him several times without his consent.

With the mentality of breaking the jar, he admitted it.

This feeling may be like a poor girl in the old society, who has been snatched away by the bandit king anyway.It seems that there is no inevitable difference whether it is ruined once or twice or three or five times.

whatever.

It's just that a man like this, whom he has only known for less than two weeks and is not familiar with at all, is already the person who has touched him the most times in this world.This kind of cognition made him feel in a trance and unreal.

Although this fact sounds ridiculous.

Even a little sad.

But it is the truth.

Who told him that he was not likable by nature, no one has been willing to hug him.

In fact, it's not that I haven't longed for it.

A long time ago, I also thought about who I would meet when I grew up.I don't mind his little tantrums and incompleteness, and I am willing to like him and accept him gently.

At that time, I thought that if he could really meet such a person, he would definitely save countless "first times" that he had saved his whole life...

Holding hands for the first time, hugging for the first time, and every time after that, every first time in a lifetime is all given to him.

Only for that person.

It's all his.

But now, grown up.Knowing that the world is very cold and realistic, he hates having another stinky body, and no one will take a fancy to him.

Unrealistic fantasies have long been thrown away.

So, love someone.What about holding hands and hugging, they have already fed the wolves anyway.Good things don't happen to him either.

Live the days blindly.

"..."

"..."

The car drove for a while.

"Ah, fell asleep."

Zhang He put away the medicinal oil and looked into his arms.

The little wild dog in his arms is really a bear child, even the corners of his sleeping face are down, like a little black cat with a puffy face and a fierce face.

Not cute at all.

Shen Zhuohua: "Huh?"

He turned around when he heard the words, and couldn't believe it: "Sleep, fell asleep? Wow, did you really sleep, and it was still in the car, so rare! Mr. Zhang, you don't know, Xingchen always suffers from insomnia at home, and it is difficult to sleep. Fall asleep, and always wake up at the slightest sound!"

But at this moment, the boy was in a deep sleep.

Lying quietly in Zhang He's arms.

Even whispers and bumps on the road didn't wake him up at all!

It's amazing, isn't it?

Mr. Zhang's arms... is it really that easy to sleep?

Shen Zhuohua thought for a while: "I know! Xingchen must have accepted and trusted Mr. Zhang very much in his heart! That's why he can sleep so peacefully."

Zhang He: "What??"

What did he hear?

Xiao Taohua, are you afraid you are teasing me?

A brat who stares at me every day, wishing to stare out his eyes, from which corner did you see the "acceptance"?

Shen Zhuohua: "Mr. Zhang, it's true, I know about stars."

"Xing Chen has always been very defensive. He is often as...as heavy as a wild animal. If he is not someone he trusts, it is absolutely impossible to fall asleep all at once, really!"

"..."

"Mr. Zhang, trust me. Xingchen did what he did to you before because of a misunderstanding. Now that he has known you for a long time, Xingchen must have already recognized you in his heart."

"He's just, a little less expressive."

"But Mr. Zhang, believe me, Xingchen is very good to others, especially to those he recognizes, he will be very, very good! Given time, you will definitely see his change!"

As Shen Zhuohua said, he swayed joyfully in the front row like a sunflower.

It seemed that he was happy for the little roommate who finally opened his heart, and also because the relationship between the two of them finally became good, and his eyes were smiling like crescent moons.

Zhang He: "..."

Alas, little peach blossom.

Too simple! ! !

The little wild dog "trusted" him?If you really trust, how many weeks has it been?As for still doing nothing every day, still following Xiao Taohua and guarding against thieves all day long?

Which thief is it against?

Isn't it against him?

trust?accept?What's the matter!Hehehe.

……

……

Soon, the dressing room arrived.

Styling and setting makeup has never been an easy task.

The costume props of a drama, from design to outlet, is not only an extremely complicated process, but also a test of the professional standards of makeup artists and stylists.

It is important for the actor to have a good appearance, but it is also important to have a good costume and props.

Good makeup can save your appearance, but bad makeup can ruin people forever.Even if there are flaws in their appearance, they can achieve "classic" by their appearance, and the recognized super beauties will sometimes overturn their appearance.

The truth that everyone knows.

The male fourth of "Huadu Washing Injustice", "Hua Monk Yu Yungu", the actor who ran away before is a burly man with 188+ in line with the original work.

So as early as that time, some props had been customized according to his body.For example, the oversized weapon scythe, red gold rim, majestic large cassock, giant Buddhist beads, and so on.

At this moment, those things are put on Shen Zhuohua, who is only 170cm and thin.

It's totally...children wearing adult clothes.

I can't stand it up, and the sense of disobedience is overwhelming.

Miss stylist: QAQ

Young lady: "How can this be done?"

Young lady: "Life is good."

Young lady: "What should I do? Ahhhhhh, I won't be able to get along in this business anymore."

The handsome boy in front of him made the stylist lady scratch her head and collapse.

Just like this, how can I become a fish cloud bone?

She's a makeup artist and can't do magic tricks!

"Sister," Shen Zhuohua was very calm, stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of the young lady's denim skirt, his eyes were clear and beautiful, "Why don't you try it, don't draw me like the fish and bones in the book?"

"???" The young lady was puzzled.

Shen Zhuohua picked up the script.

The script has not yet been officially completed.Who is the crew? There have been a lot of personnel changes recently, and there have been constant revisions. In the past few days, seven or eight drafts have been slightly revised, and it is still a "temporary script".

Shen Zhuohua casually opened one of the pages.

The script is written:

[I saw Yu Yungu split the chaimen with a sickle, burst into anger, opened his eyes wide to the old and young of the family, and said angrily: The Sa family is afraid of him like a bird!One day I bumped into that bird and told him to give him a sickle! 】

"..."

The lines, the actions.It really deserves to be a typical burly man, a reckless and bloody fish cloud bone.

Indeed, according to the original setting, this unintimidating face in the mirror will definitely not look like it.So until yesterday, Shen Zhuohua himself still didn't know what to do.

I even thought about whether I should go...to ask Yi Zijin, who is experienced in acting, for advice.

But in the end still did not go.

After all, he was cowardly. He had been a classmate for several weeks and hadn't spoken a word to Yi Zijin in private.Yi Zijin never looked at him more than once, and Shen Zhuohua himself didn't dare to run over to seek humiliation.

But today, thanks to Mr. Zhang!

The precious experience of "warlord Baoyu" gave him sufficient guidance.

At this moment, Shen Zhuohua did not panic anymore, and he was confident.

……

He picked up the black scythe, which was much taller than him, and weighed it.

Fortunately, it looks quite scary.But it's not heavy, it's hollow.

Carrying the black sickle, Shen Zhuohua walked to the empty corner of the dressing room, holding the sickle in both hands, one horizontal, one vertical, one hook, like the wind blowing back to the snow, the movement of "swiping—" was extremely neat.

The smooth movement is due to his training results in the physical training class in the past few weeks.

Although I have only been in class for a few weeks.

But he studied every class very seriously.

He knows that his foundation is zero, and his level must be far inferior to those of his classmates, Yi Zijin, but he believes that as long as he is willing to work hard, he will definitely make progress.

So every day after school, he would take the recordings and notes in class, and play them on the roof next to the corridor of the small black house at home, thinking about what the teacher taught in class, and practice tirelessly with broken branches.

If you pay, you will gain, and the progress visible to the naked eye is very fast.

The teacher has started to praise him in class these days.

Shen Zhuohua remembered that the teacher in the training class said that even in real life, people who are good at martial arts and can fight, even many international masters, don't necessarily have to be tall and look like a bull.In many cases, if you want others to think that you can fight, as long as you can perform the fierceness and self-confidence of a martial artist, it is enough to convince people.

"..."

So, as long as he can act, he can act.

He closed the script, concentrated, and read the line he had just read.

A line that was supposed to be very bold and rude, but when he read it, his eyes were completely calm, the words were clear, and his expression was sharp and restrained.

There is no roaring, no teasing, and the ending sound is all falling.

The whole process was cool, elegant and dignified.

The same word, but no longer the rude, unruly and reckless wine and meat monk in the original work, but has been twisted into a serious little monk with a cold mouth and calm eyes under his interpretation.

"..."

The makeup artist lady was stunned, and then a small surprise appeared in her eyes.

Wow, oh, it turns out it can be like this!

It's okay, it's amazing, she got it!

Originally, even if she was rejuvenated, it would be absolutely impossible to turn a 1.7-meter handsome young man with a beard into a great monk of Lu Zhishen's model.Ahhh, in the end, the other party's performance made her enlightened, so there was another way to go!

yes.The wine and meat monk really can't get through, don't force it if you can't get through, because you can't come by force.

She is completely OK in the shape of a little monk!no problem!

Thinking about it, the makeup artist picked up the makeup brush.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhuohua was not satisfied with stopping here.

"Sister," he said, "do you think I can play it in another way?"

Miss: "???"

Same lines.

This time, Shen Zhuohua withdrew the calmness and restraint in his eyes just now, and his eyes suddenly widened.

He stared hard, with a nervous and innocent look in his eyes.

Even the movement of holding the sickle is completely different.

Just now she was waving confidently, but now she is hugged by a girl who has turned into a monkey climbing a pole, with her legs in her arms, trembling and chirping.In an instant, the image of a cowardly, pitiful and frizzy little Zen monk came out.

"The Sasha family is afraid of him being a bird! When, when I bump into that bird, call, tell him to eat my sickle!" He also bit his lip nervously.

Miss makeup artist: "???"

Miss makeup artist: Meow meow?Is this okay?

This, this, this, is this a big change to the original work, although the changes are quite interesting...

Just as he was about to say something, the boy's eyes changed again.

This time it was a smile, lazily and confidently carrying the scythe behind his back, with a frivolous, slow voice, and a lazy voice.

"Yes. What am I afraid of him?"

When he raised his eyes again, his gaze was suddenly sharp and cold.He took two steps forward, his clothes were fluttering and his eyes were cold. Although there was no wind, there was a slight coldness inexplicably.

In the corner of the dimly lit dressing room, the overhead light suddenly flickered a few times inappropriately.

In the darkness, the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, as if they were covered with a deep shadow.

"……what?"

The make-up artist clearly remembered that she hadn't put any make-up on the boy yet.So, what is the visual feeling of black makeup out of thin air...? ? ?

Just as he was wondering, he saw the boy grinning again, revealing his pointed canine teeth.

The cute little Huya half a minute ago.

At this moment, it gave people an inexplicable... the illusion that the dense monster monk was going to eat people.

With a "bang", my butt hit the mirror behind me.

Only then did the young lady realize that she took a step back without knowing when.

No, no, this is too exaggerated. She tried her best to calm down her heartbeat. This is in a dressing room, not a scene from a horror movie!What's more, a group of her colleagues are here, hey, wait, speaking of it, are everyone still there?Why is it so quiet, no one is talking?

Suddenly, she didn't dare to look back.

I was afraid that when I turned around, I would find that there was no one around, only her, the scene of a horror movie.

I'm even more afraid that I won't see it when I look back, that little boy suddenly...

What the hell!

Why was the little monk approaching her after she was in a daze for a second?Why do people laugh but their eyes don't?What's even more frightening is that the corner of the lips... what kind of clown-like frightening arc is that? ? ?

Immediately, goosebumps all over silently exploded.

For a normal person, can the corners of the lips reach that kind of curvature? !

this!There is no need for makeup to have the effect of a slit girl!Fuck, it's so perverted and scary!Is this the expression a human being should have?

Help, help!

Behind him, the mirror fell down.

Lipstick and pressed powder were scattered all over the table.

Shen Zhuohua grabbed her tightly: "No, are you okay?"

Miss makeup artist: "..."

The horror movie is over.The boy in front of him had completely returned to his normal face, and his eyes were quite innocent.

Miss: "..."

"Hey! You bad boy, how dare you ask if there's anything wrong! Did you scare me like that just now?!" QAQ

hit him!hit him!Wash him!

What a brat!She has a pretty and harmless face, but is there actually something so evil in her core? ?

How dare you pretend to be innocent, so angry!

……

During the whole process, Mr. Zhang eagerly watched from the sidelines.

Jang Hyuk: Great, great, great, admiration, admiration, admiration!Clap clap clap clap!

My own little actor, three completely different interpretations, three completely different feelings!

Totally, amazing!

Really.

Apart from the former Lu Chifei, Zhang He has never seen a rookie with such a good acting talent.pride!It really deserves to be a little treasure chosen by Lao Tzu, oh my god, my vision is too bursting!

"The three types just now, which one do you like?"

The young lady's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and she tried to calm her breathing, thinking about it.

"I, I, I..."

It seems, all, are not bad?

She stood up suddenly.Rolling up his sleeves, he greeted the side: "Sisters, sisters! Come and help!"

"I've had some great ideas!"