[Entertainment] Which star are you from?

December [-]th was the official opening day of Jian Xing's tentative photography studio.

But before that, Jian Xing had to recruit the right administrative front desk photography assistant and marketing operations.As for the makeup artist and stylist responsible for the makeup, Jian Xing had already found it from the sisters she had worked with before.

As long as the studio is officially open, you can start working.

As for another photographer that the studio needs, Jian Xing has no idea yet.After all, sometimes Jian Xing takes on some model and celebrity photo jobs, and doesn't have so much time to deal with ordinary customer orders.

On November 26th, Jian Xing worked alone in the studio for two days to shoot interior scenes.It just so happened that today was a day off, and the little assistant didn't even know that his boss was working overtime in the studio.

Wearing a one-piece bright orange overalls, Jian Xing wore a black patent leather apron in front of her.He took out the hair tie that he had been looking for for a long time in the drawer of the computer desk from his pocket, and Jian Xing tied his hair into a high ponytail in two or three strokes.

"start!"

Only then did he put his hands on his hips, ready to start building the interior scene.

As early as two days ago, Jian Xing and the little assistant moved away all the interior props used in the previous shooting.The rest is empty space and clean white walls.

Lay newspapers on the corners to prevent the liquid from falling on the ground when painting the walls.

Jian Xing took out the painting tools and wall paint from the storage room, and began to paint the dark green liquid on the wall.As far as painting the wall is concerned, Jian Xing is really familiar with it.

It's just that Jian Xing has to paint two walls by himself, and the amount of work is actually quite large.In the evening, the wall will be painted.

Jian Xing slumped directly on the sofa in the hall, and didn't care if the paint on her body stained the sofa.Leaning her head on the sofa, Jian Xing picked up her phone to watch.

Just now there was the vibrating sound of kakotal receiving the message, because this wall was about to be finished, so she didn't look at it first.

At this moment, I have time to turn on the phone and take a look. After seeing the content on the phone, Jian Xing immediately looked sideways at the door.Outside the closed glass door, Quan Zhilong stood there dressed in black.

Quan Zhilong pulled off his mask now and waved to Jian Xing.

Jian Xing immediately jumped off the sofa, and trotted to open the door of the studio.She remembered chatting with Quan Zhilong at noon and said that she would paint the walls in the studio in the afternoon.Then, Quan Zhilong said to take a look.

Although Jian Xing gave Quan Zhilong the address of his studio, she thought that Quan Zhilong was just talking.So Jian Xing was really surprised at this moment, "Zhilongxi, why are you here?"

"I've been standing outside for a while, let me go in first! To be honest, the corridor of this building is still a bit cold." In fact, Quan Zhilong didn't really want to come at first, but later he came because he was bored.

Quan Zhilong glanced at Jian Xing, who was wearing a high ponytail, and strode into Jian Xing's photography studio.Looking back at Jian Xing who was still there, "What? No welcome?"

The decoration looks a bit cold from the outside, but the heating is quite sufficient.All of a sudden, Quan Zhilong's body was a little stiff, and he felt warm instantly.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Jian Xing closed the door of the studio and led Quan Zhilong to the hall. "Coffee or tea? Instant coffee and tea bags, of course."

"Coffee!" Quan Zhilong didn't sit down on the sofa, but looked at the wall painting with the studio logo in the Jianxing lobby.Hearing Jian Xing's words, he smiled in her direction.

Quan Zhilong stroked his chin and guessed that this should be drawn by Jian Xing, although he was not a professional who studied painting.But Quan Zhilong still has some appreciation ability, and his painting skills are quite good.

The main reason is this wall painting, which is as indifferent as Jian Xing himself.Unexpectedly, it fits well with the entire studio hall space.

"The painting is average, right!"

Jian Xing came over with two cups of steaming coffee, and handed one of them to Quan Zhilong.After the other party took it, he held the coffee in his hand and took a sip.

Jian Xing raised her eyebrows, the brown liquid in the cup was shaking slightly.In fact, instant coffee is just that, and there is no big surprise in the taste.

Holding the coffee and blowing, Quan Zhilong took a mouthful of coffee.The heat flow followed the liquid into the body, and then dispersed into the limbs. "Actually, it's very powerful, in the amateur class."

Hearing this, Jian Xing looked at the painting in front of him.Said: "So it's normal!" He turned towards Quan Zhilong, as if thinking of something funny.

"Don't look at me like this, I dreamed of becoming a painter when I was young."

"Maybe if you persist, you will become a painter!" Quan Zhilong felt that Yi Jianxing could still draw such paintings now, if he persisted in painting before, he might become famous.

Jian Xing shook her head, "It's not that easy. My dad said that I don't have the talent to be a painter. Sometimes there is only a little bit of talent between famous painters and ordinary painters."

"But you haven't tried..."

Quan Zhilong didn't continue his words, Jian Xing looked at the painting with too focused eyes.

"When everyone tells you that you can become a good painter as long as you work hard. But when you are only good, I don't want to try again..." When he said this, Jian Xing remembered that he learned from his father when he was a child. those days of painting.

Turning to Quan Zhilong, looking into his eyes. "I don't want to be only a good person, I want to be a better or even the best person!"

His eyes were sharp, with an imposing manner.Quan Zhilong felt as if he saw a more real Jian Xing, "So you chose photography?"

The sharpness just now seemed to be an illusion, Jian Xing's whole body softened, his eyebrows and eyes curved.The coldness between the brows and eyes dissipated, "No, that was just a thought in the second year of middle school. Later I realized that living is very difficult, and photography was easier for me at that time."

"It's so profound!" Quan Zhilong thought it was funny, and took another sip of his coffee.

"It's not profound, it's just that it's very difficult to support myself. I've never felt so sad before." Thinking about being poor five years ago, Jian Xing couldn't even make money.

No longer thinking about the previous things, Jian Xing changed the subject.The hand holding the coffee pointed in the air, "Don't mention this, let me show you around the studio?"

Quan Zhilong is not curious about those things at the moment, and readily agrees to Jian Xing's proposal. "OK!"

Jian Xing's studio is actually quite big, with more than 200 square meters.Because the floor height is very high, a jump was made.The second floor is used for offices and meetings, and the first floor is used for reception, storage, make-up and shooting.

Quan Zhilong looked at the empty studio, "Is there no one in the studio?"

"For the time being, the studio is just me and my assistant. Most of the staff are still being recruited."

Thinking of the photographer who is really missing at present, Jian Xing frowned.He took the empty paper coffee cup from Quan Zhilong's hand, and threw his own into the trash can.

"Be careful with the cabinet!" Seeing that Jian Xing was about to collide with the cabinet in front of him, Quan Zhilong pulled her over and continued to walk on his own.Seeing that Jian Xing passed safely, he let go. "Is there a problem?"

"Thank you."

Thank you first, and then answer Quan Zhilong's words.

"It's not a big problem. I can't be the only photographer in the studio, right? But it's really hard to find a photographer." Jian Xing glanced at the cabinet, thinking whether to dismantle the decorative cabinet.

Last time the little assistant was peeping here, but this time she almost ran into him.

"My photography skills are also good, or you can just hire me." Quan Zhilong was obviously joking, but he said the truth.

Jian Xing pretended to think, with a troubled look on her face: "It looks good! Will you ask for a very expensive price? I'm poor and I'm afraid I can't afford it."

"Free to join, no money."

Hearing Quan Zhilong's words, Jian Xing refused outright. "You say that, it means that you are not very good at shooting. Although you must be very profitable, but the technology is not good enough to refuse."

After finishing speaking, Quan Zhilong and Jian Xing looked at each other and smiled.

The two of them chatted and walked, and they arrived at the place where Jian Xing was going to set up the interior scene.Jian Xing looked at the messy place, feeling a little embarrassed. "I was painting just now, and I will continue to paint in a while."

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows and put his hands in his pockets. "I hear what you mean, you can continue to brush after I leave."

Jian Xing nodded for granted, Quan Zhilong saw the light in her eyes and seemed to say, 'Otherwise? '

"I want to drink a little bit today!" Quan Zhilong pinched his chin, talking about what Jian Xing and Jian Xing didn't want to do when they painted the walls.

Jian Xing raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly at Quan Zhilong.Turn around and go to the storage room, and come back with some other painting tools in a moment.Grab Quan Zhilong's hand and put something in his hand.

"Then I won't be polite. Mr. Quan has to help! Otherwise, you won't be able to drink the wine."

When I opened the things in my hand, it was an apron made into clothes and a pair of gloves.After Quan Zhilong put it on, "Jane, help me fasten the strap at the back."

"it is good."

Jian Xing started and approached Quan Zhilong's back.It was fastened after three times, five times and two times, and in the end I was afraid of Quan Zhilong's back twice. "It's fastened!"

"Cough...Jian Xing, you are really hard at shooting." He seemed to be staggering two steps forward, coughing in a fake way.But with that hippie smiling face, one can tell that Quan Zhilong is pretending on purpose.

Jian Xing tucked her broken hair behind her ears, "Quan Zhilong, why don't you make movies with your acting skills? Alright, start working."

While talking, Jian Xing picked up the painting tools he used just now to paint a wall.The dark green paint stained the white wall, and Jian Xing started the work of a happy plasterer again.

"I'm afraid that if I act in a movie, others will have nothing to eat!"

Picking up another painting tool that Jian Xing just brought over, Quan Zhilong went to the other side and began to paint.It's just painting, which is not difficult for someone involved in the renovation of a coffee shop.

"When you said that, didn't you think about the big brother Top in your group?" Jian Xing brushed the wall, and the desire to complain about what he said was very strong.

"I've thought about it! It's because I've thought about it that I'm worried. I'd better just focus on music."

It can be said to be very narcissistic!Jian Xing finally saw Quan Zhilong on the other side.

"narcissism."

Quan Zhilong didn't take it seriously, and grasped the wrong point. "I thought you didn't follow stars! Are you a VIP?"

"No, but you are so famous. Anyway, I have a little contact with the entertainment industry, so it's not too much to understand?" If it was Jian Xing five years ago, or even three years ago.

So the answer, must be 'Who is that?I have no idea. '

"Okay! I'll chat later, hurry up and swipe!"

"You are so ruthless!"

Seeing that Jian Xing was focusing on painting the wall, Quan Zhilong also began to focus on the wall in front of him.He felt that this person was sometimes too stubborn and serious.

But it's stubborn and serious, and it's cute.