There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

Zhang Minzhe's status...

A little bit bleak.

His image as a criminal policeman is always unshaven and unkempt.

Now, he is wearing a long black wig, his face is still unshaven, but he is wearing a bright red dress.

"Help me unzip the zipper quickly!" Zhang Minzhe finished his explanation and turned to urge Abel.

Abel, who was holding the zipper, laughed extraordinarily arrogantly, and said as he started, "Don't be shy, Ruocang won't laugh at you."

Ruo Cang really wouldn't laugh at Zhang Minzhe.

Only sympathy.

He has a deeper understanding of Ou Zhiming's evil taste.

The simple sentence in the script, "Guan Du, Smith, and Zhang Minzhe cross-dressed to participate in an underground mysterious party", happened after the set, and directly changed into women's clothing to participate in a mysterious party.

Ruocang once again realized Ou Zhiming's uncanny ability to add drama.

For the sake of art, even Guan Erdu, he can even make Zhang Minzhe wear long skirts and high heels!

The instant checkpoint, Zhang Minzhe, and Smith's latent actions add more sense of drama.

Poor Zhang Minzhe finally waited until the zipper was completely undone.

"I feel like I'm going to be out of breath."

He quickly took off his long red skirt, revealing his tasteless boxer shorts, and issued a merciless criticism of women's skirts.

"It's not easy for a woman to wear this kind of skirt, and she has to wear such thin high heels!"

He hooked his legs up and took off his red stiletto pumps, which were extra long and extra-large, and said, "Murder!"

Ruo Cang glanced silently at the slender high-heeled shoes. It seemed possible that this kind of shoes that could be used as a weapon... was the kind that Ou Zhiming wanted to wear for him.

He eyeballed Ou Zhiming who was watching the theater next to him.

——You wanted me to wear this kind of skirt and shoes before?

Facing Ruo Cang's heel-killing warning in his mind, Ou Zhiming refuted resolutely.

— Absolutely not!If you wear women's clothing, flat bottoms are fine, and you wear high heels because Zhang Minzhe is short!

Ou Huang's life was at stake, and Brother Zhang was stabbed silently.

Zhang Minzhe is less than 1.8 meters tall, but he is definitely not short.

However, Abel next to him has obvious characteristics of Germanic blood, and Ruocang is a 1.8-meter-four cutie. Every time the three of them are photographed at the same time, the criminal policeman Mr. Zhang will always be the most petite and exquisite one.

No way.

Zhang Minzhe was paralyzed due to a serious illness, and his foundation was damaged. No matter how hard he exercised, he couldn't change his thin body.

After many years of rolling iron, he is still a thin-muscled chicken.

So much so that such an iron-blooded man is not at all awkward in a big red dress.

After all, the leg hair is covered.

The picky Ou Zhiming will never stop at a tight red dress.

He said cruelly: "Since you think this one is too tight, then change it."

Ou Huang gave the order, and the stylist acted quickly, and immediately picked out from the colorful evening dresses, another long red slit.

Ruo Cang looked at the pile of frivolous skirts with lingering fear in his heart.

I casually reached out and flipped through it, and found that each of them had the same characteristics: slits, high slits.

He turned to look at Ou Zhiming, your taste...

Ou Zhiming quickly replied, it's not my taste, it's the audience's taste!They just like to look at those with high slits!

Ruocang: ...

Ruo Cang looked at Zhang Min Zhe with more sympathy.

Such an excellent and good comrade, unexpectedly met a director like Ou Zhiming who wanted to blame the audience.

So pitiful.

Poor Minzhe Chang in poor boxer shorts, fake boobs, and a long skirt slammed from top to bottom.

Abel was very interested in the skirt he was wearing, and enthusiastically gave him his hands to help him fix the drooping shoulder straps, and said with a smile, "This one is more beautiful than the one just now."

This thoughtful feeling is the same as that of a good friend who helps to choose an evening dress.

Ruo Cang sat on the side, watching Zhang Minzhe being tortured.

And from his tragic and sluggish luck, he felt a wounded heart of a straight man.

——What do you think of this one?

Ou Zhiming asked.

--Okay.

Ruo Cang looked at the poor Zhang Minzhe and replied.

Wearing a skirt is miserable enough, but Zhang Minzhe still needs to find a way out. This high slit is much more elastic than the tight zipper just now, at least Zhang Minzhe didn't feel uncomfortable when Abel was helping to pull it.

Since Ruocang said it's okay, then it's okay.

So, the understanding Ou Zhiming opened his mouth and asked, "Is this dress uncomfortable to wear?"

"It's much better." Simple and kind Zhang Minzhe gave a truthful feedback.

"Then this one."

On the surface, Ou Huang is calm and business-like, but what he thinks in his heart is...

--Hahaha!

Ruocang: ...

For the first time, Ruo Cang deeply comprehended why everyone said to offend no one and not to offend Ou Zhiming.

Because this person not only has metaphysical retribution that cannot be explained, but also uses the director's privilege to add drama to others.

Zhang Minzhe shaved his beard, leg hair, and hand hair, and underwent a makeover by a make-up artist.

When she appeared on the set, she was already a curvaceous and elegant beauty.

Remarks: The kind with exposed thighs and high heels.

The speed of human adaptation to the environment is comparable to the speed of light.

Before trying on the first dress, Zhang Minzhe, who was still blushing, has undergone perfect psychological construction, and can already accept the red thin scarf with a smile, drape it around his neck chicly, reach out his hand in front of Abel, and accept the man's polite support.

No way, this is the script.

Ruo Cang can see Zhang Minzhe's efforts to brainwash himself from afar, as well as the beautiful Huaguang who is emotionally involved in the drama.

There is no scene that Zhang Minzhe can't act in, even if he is asked to step on high heels and dance with Father Smith, he will have absolutely no problem!

——Look, this is a dedicated actor.

Ou Zhiming's proud voice reached Ruocang's heart.

Ruo Cang walked towards Abel and Zhang Minzhe without even looking at him.

— Don’t drive the kids crazy.

The highlight of Guan Erdu is the Taoist priest, the priest, and the criminal police who disguise themselves and sneak into the mysterious gathering, capture the leader of the cult, and complete the beheading operation.

Every time Ruo Cang changes clothes, it will immediately appear on Ou Zhiming's Weibo, becoming a highlight for Ou Huang to stimulate the audience.

However, Zhang Minzhe's women's clothing was silent this time, everyone stuck to the truth and never laughed.

The process of two men and one woman entering the venue was very simple. The elegant British priest was present. Whether it was Zhang Minzhe walking arm in arm, or smiling and pretending to be husband and wife, it didn't matter.

Their entrance scenes are over once, but it's a pity that Ou Huang put forward a new suggestion.

"Ruo Cang, when you enter the stage, turn around Zhang Minzhe."

"Transfer?" Ruocang failed to understand Ou Zhiming's thoughts, "How to transfer?"

Ou Zhiming immediately added: "The transfer method of ballroom dancing."

By the way, the standard expected scene of holding hands in circles and speaking lines was smoothly passed to Ruo Cang through their thought-through minds.

Ruo Cang didn't skip ballroom dancing.

He was not used to being suddenly inserted into such a performance.

He was about to take Zhang Minzhe's hand in the red dress, and demonstrate it as Ou Zhiming asked.

The director stood up, stretched out his hand and said, "Come here."

So, under the watchful eyes of all the staff and extra performers, Ruocang went over obediently, and obediently put his hand into Ou Zhiming's palm.

Ou Huang picked up, lifted, and turned, Ruo Cang spun around so weakly and obediently, and fell into Ou Zhiming's arms!

Zhang Minzhe's women's clothing is not posted on Weibo.

The short video of Ou Zhiming and Ruocang holding hands and dancing ballroom dancing went straight to the top trending searches.

Usually, Ruocang's martial strength is beyond the charts, and the image of being able to hit ten with one punch has disappeared in this turn and hug led by Ouhuang.

There was only a group of groundhogs holding their faces and screaming!

"Fuck! Ou Huang killed me! How could he be so good at it!"

"Ah! Why doesn't Ouhuang come back to act again, just act like this with Ruo Cang!"

"It's amazing, it's really amazing, I strongly request to watch the whole ballroom dance, I want to watch the petite and cute Ruo Cangcang dance into Ou Huang's arms!"

Ballroom dancing is inherently gentlemanly and elegant. Ou Zhiming hugged him calmly, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, it can be seen that the relationship between him and Ruocang is worse than gold.

Viewers feel their beautiful love on Weibo every day.

I am full of expectations for Guan Erdu who has changed out of various costumes.

"Are they whimsical on the set, or is there such a part in the play? Ou Zhiming is demonstrating to Ruo Cang?"

"Wow, if it's a demonstration, who will Guan Du hug! I will never allow Ruo Cangcang to hug other women—"

"Wait a minute, Ruo Cang's female role, why can't it be Ruo Cang being hugged?"

"!!!"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Look at Ruo Cang's handsome suit, look at Ruo Cang's smooth dance steps.

In an instant, they can imagine how lively the movie screen is, full of wine and meat.

Damn, who the hell wants to hug our murderous Ruo Cangcang? !

Today's hamsters still don't know what the audience is going crazy about.

Obviously, the hot search shows the indestructible love between Ou Zhiming and Ruo Cang. They can draw inferences from one instance and deduce that the characters of Guandu's second part have changed drastically.

The hamster clicked on the trending search, and he could see the brains of the audience's wild horses.

"Could it be that Father Abel's height and body were specially chosen to suppress Guan Du? Ah, no, I will always stand in Guan Du's attack!"

"Ballroom dances for Taoist priests are a bit delicious. If Ruocang dances female roles, it will be even more delicious hahaha. I look forward to the second degree, my scissors hands are already in place."

"Is the hamster here? Is there a hamster? Priest x Guan Du, Guan Du x criminal policeman, where do you stand?"

CP dances wildly, dare to dance in front of them and ask who is standing? !

The hamster immediately held up a placard, loyal: "Don't be a cult, Ouhuang warns!"

joke!

Our brother only has one CP, and that is Ou Zhiming!

With Ouhuang's warning first, most of the audience's carnival was limited to "Who is Guan Du hugging" and "Who dares to hug Ruocang".

However, the audience would never think that hugging or not is not the point at all!

The focus is on the three giants of Catholicism, Taoism, and criminal police. They entered the headquarters of the cult, and there was a clanging trio walking together!

Guan Du made a move, and the priest moved his fist.

Zhang Minzhe is amazing, he can grab the gun.

A close-up shot of the frail criminal police bursting out with all the staff onlookers.

Passerby A who threatened the beautiful woman in the red dress with a gun was forced back by Zhang Minzhe in the next second, and snatched the gun away.

Although Zhang Minzhe is physically weak, he is also a good actor who has learned and practiced well with his martial arts instructor.

Such a set of actions is extremely handsome.

Coupled with his long hair, long skirt and long legs, the staff wanted to call her sister so beautiful!

Even if the staff did not scream, Ruo Cang could feel their high emotions.

The entire shooting set was full of excitement and excitement.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, as if covered with a layer of brilliant pearl, Ruo Cang's eyes hurt when he saw it.

——Lie backstage and take a rest?

Ou Zhiming reached out and squeezed Ruo Cang's shoulder and neck, fully understanding Ruo Cang's pain.

Zhang Minzhe's long red dress was too powerful, it attracted everyone's attention, and by the way, swept away their exhaustion from continuous filming.

Occasionally, the set needs such stimulation and motivation. Looking at this elegant long skirt and high heels, men and women are all tired and love him with excitement.

But for special people like them who can see luck, it is no different from dozens of searchlights standing on the scene, emitting light tirelessly.

Ruo Cang laughed when he heard Ou Zhiming's little pride and complaints.

——No rest, there will be my show later, I will watch Zhang Minzhe more, and strive to get used to the group luck he brings as soon as possible.

--All right.

Ou Zhiming withdrew his hand and said aloud, "Abel, get ready, you and Zhang Minzhe will go together later."

Playing is testing the learning ability of Abel and Zhang Minzhe, as well as martial arts guidance.

They are not like Ruo Cang, who have practiced martial arts since childhood, and every scene needs to be demonstrated by Wu Zhi himself.

A Father Smith, a female detective.

The two of them stepped onto the play stage and became beautiful women with blond hair and blue eyes in a suit and dress, with black hair and flaming red lips.

Ruo Cang had no special feeling.

However, the atmosphere on the set was blazing and brilliant, and I witnessed their dance-like martial arts and their intimate cooperation.

This feeling is simply a destined cp, unstoppable.

"Tell me, is it Director Ou..."

"Do you still need to ask? It must be because Wu Guandu and..."

"Ham, it's quite beautiful. No wonder the priest's name is Smith. This mutual help with guns and fists is like Mr. and Mrs. Smith, let's get married."

During the break, they discussed in a low voice, and directly finalized the intention of the European Emperor.

The staff turned their eyes slightly, and they could see Ruocang standing next to the camera.

And Ou Dao stretched out his hand to squeeze his shoulders and beat his back thoughtfully. Although the two of them didn't say a word, they could give people the illusion of a tacit understanding of the harmonious life of an old man.

Look, look, no wonder you want Zhang Minzhe's women's clothing.

Even if it is two men and one woman, when the film is filmed, it is really a man and a woman, and the relationship is unique.

The exhausting fight was proceeding in an orderly manner.

They finished work late at night, and when it continued tomorrow, Ruo Cang slowly talked to Ou Zhiming about the Midas Stars Project.

After Ou Zhiming finished listening, he turned on his laptop and looked at the contract Hao Miao had received.

There are various profit sharing and various cooperations, the intention is obvious, so there is no need to guess.

——It should be the kind of plan I mentioned, controlling all input information channels at any cost.

An actor, to play a script provided by Midas.

Screenplay, rewritten according to Midas' ideas.

Director, shoot according to the belief that Midas wants to convey.

As a musician, the lyrics and composition must go through the hands of Midas, and it is self-evident what adjustments he can make.

All brainwashing is subtle.

Ou Zhiming clicked the mouse and said, "It is estimated that all the stars' projects at the beginning were very bright and upright."

Only Wei Guangzheng can get government support.

A capital monopoly that obeys government requirements is not a monopoly.

"Then let's just ignore it? Don't move?" Ruocang stared at Ou Zhiming with eyes full of curiosity.

However, Ou Zhiming accurately captured the call of "go and see" and "go and see" from his heart.

"Your acting skills are getting better and better." Ou Zhiming smiled, and stretched out his hand to pinch the back of Ruocang's neck, "You really want to go to that celebration party to see who the ruler of Midas is?"

"Of course." Although Ruo Cang looked past him, he would never miss it again and again.

"If the planner of the Stars Project had good intentions but was just being used, then I will find out who is behind the use of it. If the designer of the Stars Project has no good intentions, then I will eliminate the harm for the people by the way. Solve it on the spot."

His eyes were so bright that it made Ou Zhiming feel ashamed.

This kind of company that Ou Zhiming hates will only kill itself if it does anything.

On the surface, the Stars Project looks aboveboard, and it can indeed drive the prosperity of the industry.

As for any dirty transactions inside, Ou Zhiming didn't bother to care about them, let alone pay attention to them.

If there is metaphysics, then let metaphysics nuclearly pacify Midas.

If there is no metaphysics, let socialism transform capitalists.

He is not the savior, why bother?

However, Ruo Cang wanted to take care of it.

Even if he firmly believes that good people will not be controlled by cults to do irreversible bad things.

It does not prevent him from worrying about the future of Fang Yihan and Dong Qi.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you."

Ou Zhiming is always able to let go of his stubbornness and fulfill Ruocang's wish, "But you have to promise me and ask Mr. Du to take care of me. If you really find something wrong at the celebration party, I don't want the next day. The headline became 'Ruo Cang goes crazy and makes a scene at the Stars Project'."

"How is it possible." Ruo Cang said decisively that there was nothing wrong.

He is no longer Ruo Cang.

Even if Midas repeats his old tricks and comes to a live broadcast to do something, he also knows how to avoid the camera, raise a knife and fall, and arrange the other party clearly and properly.

He assured Ou Zhiming, "If the Stars project seems to be okay for the time being, I will let them burn the money first."

"Spend capitalists' money to allow more people to learn technology for free, and then tell Midas to change his ways."

A future where money burns is a promising future.

Ou Zhiming accurately felt Ruocang's firm will and laughed out loud.

"Okay, let him burn the money. It must be easy for a group of stars to burn tens of billionaires into paupers. I guess my wish for Midas to go bankrupt will come true soon."

Both sides agreed.

Ruocang raised his hand and sent a text message to Ao Yingxue.

"Brother Xue must be asleep now, I told him directly that we want to go to Midas' celebration party, and we will know the address tomorrow—"

Before he could speak, a surprise question came from across the sky.

"Ah, are you going to the celebration too? I want to attend this."

Abel changed back to his school uniform of shirt and jeans, and walked over with a smile on his face.

He said: "Midas just bought Menglong Villa this year, so the address of the celebration party is there."

Ruocang and Ou Zhiming are both people with sharp breath.

But when Abel came from outside, they didn't notice it at all, and they suddenly became alert.

"Why did you go?" Ou Zhiming asked first, his tone still calm.

Abel smiled with blue eyes, "Because I'm the newcomer representative of their star project-actor section, foreigners, it's always nice to use it as a facade."

Ou Zhiming: ...

There is one thing to say, and it is true.

The general public is more curious about foreigners than Chinese people.

In addition, Abel is fluent in Chinese and has an excellent resume. Midas uses him as a representative, and has "Guandu 2" as his backing.

The stars promoted Dai Abel, and "Guandu 2" blasted Father Smith, and they could immediately boast the effect of their star plan.

Ou Zhiming thought about it and sneered.

Midas really had a good plan.

Ruo Cang could hear the sarcasm in Ou Zhiming's heart, and immediately asked, "You also participated in the Stars Project? I thought many agencies have already contacted you."

Like the Stars Project, it tends to support new actors, and most of the people who sign up are novices who have not been able to find their way in the show business circle.

But Abel has a lot of guest appearances and strong acting skills. As long as he signs a contract with a brokerage company, no company will not want him.

"A lot indeed." Abel's smile was still gentle and brilliant, "But don't you think the Stars Project is more suitable for me?"

He was always in the play.

Even if he took off the priest's black uniform, he still couldn't change his pious and cautious attitude like a priest.

Abel took out the Christ Cross necklace on his chest, made the cross with his hand, and said meaningfully: "—'Above the sky, there is a solitude, and the stars slowly close their eyes'. Amen."

Ruo Cang was still thinking about this sentence.

Ou Zhiming suddenly said, "... "Nine Billion Names of God"?"

"Yes!" Abel nodded, "Arthur Clark, a sci-fi writer I have loved since I was a child. When I saw Midas' Stars Project, a thought arose in my heart: If I participate, I will definitely be able to Let the stars shine instead of closing your eyes."

His words sounded like a boastful joke.

The tone is also completely full of jokes, as if he has made a star project for a company named Midas, expressing his ridicule as a British.

However, God's...name and "The stars close their eyes" gave Ruo Cang a very bad premonition.

He looked at Ou Zhiming and asked, "Is this a novel? What is it about?"

Ruo Cang is not very familiar with domestic science fiction works, let alone foreign stories.

Ou Zhiming recalls this impressive short sci-fi story, which begins with the mysterious mission of a Tibetan lama, tells the story of a group of lamas who manually arranged letters, searched for the god's real name for hundreds of years, and finally turned to computer science to try to pass the brand-new Science fiction stories about computer technology and finding the true God.

Ou Zhiming said: "In the end, the computers bought by the lamas really listed the real names of the gods, so the stars closed their eyes..."

"Why did you close your eyes?" Ruocang was full of curiosity, and all the metaphors in science fiction stories were too complicated for him.

"Because—" Abel suddenly cut into the topic, "God's real name cannot be called. Once he is called, the god will come to the world and kill all humans who know his real name."

Abel who said these words late at night, his smile became pale and gloomy.

"It's not the stars that have closed their eyes, but human beings, who died in the purge."