The Hermit Project [Quick Transmigration]

Pei Fengran was dragged by Assistant Cui to the dressing room, but happened to meet Zhou Dingkun who had changed into his clothes and was about to go out for rehearsal.

Seeing this person, Assistant Cui who was leading the way stopped in his tracks instantly, his previous smile disappeared instantly, and he stared at the people at the door indifferently.

However, Assistant Cui is usually very cold and reticent, so the others didn't feel that she treated her differently.

In contrast, Zhou Dingkun, who was dressed in fairy-like white clothes, was extremely polite. He bent slightly towards them, smiled and nodded, "Good afternoon."

Although he had never seen him before, Pei Fengran could guess from the eyes of the people next to him and the change of Assistant Cui's expression that this person should be the good guy who could save him from the fire.

Pei Fengran was grateful in his heart, and returned a perfect smile to the other party with some sincerity.

Zhou Dingkun was caught in the eyes, lowered his head instantly, covered his mouth and nose and coughed a few times: ... Oh my god, this man smiles so beautifully, are you trying to seduce him?

Xiao Rou, who was playing with her mobile phone in the dressing room, heard voices from outside, came out to see them, and hurriedly beckoned Assistant Cui and the others to come in.

"Come in!"

Zhou Dingkun stood at the door and watched their backs as they walked in, smiled, turned and left.

"Ah~Brother Ran~You are still so charming today! Come on, sit down quickly, I'll make up for you!" Xiao Rou pressed Pei Fengran's shoulder excitedly, asked him to sit down in front of the makeup mirror, and then secretly poked in her heart She decided that she would not wash her hands today!

After Pei Fengran sat down, he glanced at Shen Jimei: "Miss Shen is there?"

Seeing the idol, Shen Jimei was overjoyed: "I reported it to my brother, and this time I came to the crew for an internship! Sister Xiaorou is amazing!"

"Huh? Aren't you a screenwriter?" Bai Xiu who followed in asked curiously.

While tidying Pei Fengran's bangs with a blushing face, Xiaorou replied, "Part-time job, you can get two salaries, why not do it?"

"Brother Ran, you must believe in my professional level! Actually, I am very good at makeup, but I am better at screenwriting!" Xiaorou held the eyebrow trimming blade with both hands, and looked at Pei Fengran expectantly with blinking eyes.

Before Pei Fengran could speak, Assistant Cui stepped forward and knocked her on the head: "Don't hold the blade like this, it's very dangerous. Hurry up and put makeup on Brother Ran, there's so much nonsense!"

"Oh." Xiaorou pouted resentfully, concentrating on putting makeup on the male god.

Assistant Cui and Xiaorou's little sisters also came. They are also members of the crew, some design clothes, and some manage clothes. Regarding clothing and make-up, girls are naturally more sensitive than boys in this regard.

Before Pei Fengran came, they were picking out clothes for him on the hanger at the back. Just as Pei Fengran sat down here, Xiao Rou hadn't even started to handle them. A few little girls ran over with the clothes in their arms.

These people have a strong sense of professionalism. When you meet an idol, don’t sign or shake hands. The first sentence is to ask: "Brother Ran, what do you think of this suit? Does it suit Xianjun's style?"

Because Xiao Rou and Shen Jimi were helping him with makeup, Pei Fengran was uncomfortable turning his head, so he looked at the reflection in the mirror.

Seeing the whiteness of the water, Pei Fengran couldn't imagine what he would become if he put it on, would the iceberg turn into a spirit?

Therefore, Pei Fengran blurted out: "I don't wear white."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Bai Xiu coughed behind him, and reminded him not to act in his true colors at this time, but to be more careful with his words.

Looking at the clothes in the hands of the girls, Bai Xiu explained to him: "There is no record in the history books that Yaoshan Lord likes to wear white, but there are black and purple words and phrases. Since it is a historical drama, we should be a little more rigorous and follow the Come what you have. Of course, the actors themselves don't like white."

Bai Xiu gave Pei Fengran a sideways look, but Pei Fengran pretended he didn't see it, the old god was there.

Assistant Cui nodded to express his understanding: "Understood, Brother Ran entered the play really quickly! Go and change the color!"

"What did the history books say? Black and purple, right? I'm going!" The designer, who had never read history books since she was a child, was a little ashamed, and hurried back to make up for her mistakes.

The eyes of the eavesdropping people outside the door lit up, and they hurried to report to Zhou Dingkun.

Seeing this, Wang Hongyan sighed and felt ashamed. He patted Bai Xiu on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "You actually went to look up the history books? You are too dedicated!"

Bai Xiu smiled and said nothing, hiding his achievements and fame.

He wouldn't say that he went to see it on purpose, but there was Pei Fengran's dark history on it, how could he not go and observe it!

Shen Jimei bent down to help Pei Fengran do her hair. Feeling the smooth and fragrant hair in her hands, she suddenly thought that the male god was right in front of her eyes. She blushed a little, and quickly brought up a topic to divert her wandering thoughts. .

"Why doesn't Brother Ran like white? White is so beautiful, you must be immortal in it!"

Shen Jimei had already imagined in her heart many times what the Xianjun played by Pei Fengran would be like.

Pei Fengran sat there, closed his eyes, and let her play with it: "It's not that I don't like it at all, I can accept white shirts."

Xiaorou on the side hurriedly asked: "What color does Brother Ran like?"

"Black, purple...the same as the Yaoshan Monarch's preferences." Bai Xiu poked him on the back, and Pei Fengran added silently.

"oh, I see."

Xiao Rou glanced at the blue and white coat she was wearing, thinking about whether to change into a black one later.

The other girls on the side also rolled their eyes, wanting to take this opportunity to find out more about the hobbies of the male god.

"Brother Ran, what kind of fruit do you eat? Shall I peel an apple for you?"

"Brother Ran, what kind of lunch do you like? I'll order it for you later."

"Brother Ran, you like..."

Seeing them chattering around, Bai Xiu rolled his eyes: "Can't you just ask him what type of girl he likes? It's really inefficient!"

The room was suddenly quiet.

Worried about the sudden quietness of the air, Wang Hongyan secretly signaled him with his eyes, Bai Xiu turned around belatedly, seeing all the girls staring at him, he immediately straightened his back, took a step back guiltily, and asked his manager in a low voice: "What are they... doing, what are they doing?"

Wang Hongyan smiled at them apologetically, then pulled Bai Xiu away from there: "You better stop talking, it's thunder, don't you understand?"

"I don't understand." Bai Xiu flicked his bangs in the mirror, "Aren't I handsome? Why do they only hang around that guy?"

Wang Hongyan looked hesitant to speak.

Bai Xiu glanced at him: "Speak directly, keep the long story short."

"Brother Ran is more handsome than you!"

Wang Hongyan revealed the truth to Bai Xiu very honestly.

"Better handsome than me? You're blind!" Bai Xiu lowered his voice and said the last sentence. After all, he didn't want to be beaten by gangs.

Wang Hongyan looked at Bai Xiu who was standing next to him, then turned his head to look at Pei Fengran who closed his eyes and let them play with him, nodded again and said: "Probably it's a matter of temperament. Brother Ran is gentle and gentle towards others." , but when his face is expressionless, he will be cold and indifferent, which is a popular contrast and cute now, and his behavior is elegant and charming, just like poppy, isn't it normal for girls to like it?"

"...Huh?" Bai Xiu didn't feel the same way at all.

After half an hour.

"Brother Ran, open your eyes and take a look, does this feel okay?"

Shen Jimei looked at it carefully and felt that it was almost done. She closed the powder box with one hand, then touched it evenly with the ring finger of her right hand, and then helped the male god to brush the hair from the ear, and finally rubbed the ice pack secretly, and put it on her hand. The heat dissipated.

Pei Fengran opened his eyes, looked at himself in the mirror, and was stunned for a moment.

Assistant Cui also came over and asked, "Are you still used to wearing a wig?"

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar self in the mirror, Pei Fengran frowned: "It's okay, they did a good job."

This outfit is very similar to the self in the first world, as expected of a professional crew, very strong.

There is also this screenwriter and makeup artist. It can be seen that she really likes Yaoshan Xianjun, and she figured it out very well.

Xiao Rou, who was packing up her cosmetics, saw Pei Fengran smiling at her, her heart beat faster, she turned her head away, and hurriedly greeted her little sister: "Hurry up and bring the clothes here for Brother Ran to try on!"

"Here we come! Immediately!"

Seeing that they hadn't come yet, Shen Jimei glanced at the dressing room, bent down, and secretly said to Pei Fengran, "Brother Ran, my brother is here, and he's chatting with Mr. Li outside. By the way, they just said that Zhou Dingkun went to take the white I changed my coat, I should have heard what you said before."

Pei Fengran nodded lightly: "I see."

Assistant Cui was standing close and heard it, and snorted angrily: "Someone must have tipped off the news. That guy likes to use this hand the most, and buying crew members is his specialty."

Xiaorou comforted her: "Don't worry, he won't be able to play this role anyway. Hey, they are here, Brother Ran, hurry up and replace them, and see if you don't surprise them later!"

Seeing that they didn't take the white one this time, Pei Fengran didn't show any expression of rejection, and was pushed into the fitting room by them.

***

Shen Boxi hurried to the set after making the phone call. Seeing that Mr. Li was already directing the layout of the scene, he nodded to the staff who arranged the location, and walked over to say hello: "Mr. Li."

Mr. Li, who was sitting in the courtyard with a hat on as a supervisor, glanced at him, and said in a flat tone, "Here we come. Why, do you want to go through the back door?"

Shen Boxi stood beside Mr. Li calmly. He naturally heard about Mr. Li's solution from Assistant Cui. He shook his head and replied, "It's fair to have another interview."

"Hmph, it's almost there!"

Seeing this man who abducted his well-behaved junior, Mr. Li snorted like an old urchin.

"Mr. Li, you are quite lively here, you have to carve the stone yourself?" Shen Boxi looked around, and saw that there was a staff behind him carrying a big stone, ready to put it in a suitable place.

This topic was so embarrassing that Mr. Li chopped his feet, and waved his hands to drive people away: "Okay, don't stand around like me looking for topics to chat with me! I know what you are worried about. Although Xiao Zhou is working hard, But I always don’t like to follow the right path. Although I am more focused on strength, I still need to have the most basic moral bottom line. I will watch for you, don’t you worry?”

Shen Boxi smiled, and was about to say something when he saw Zhou Dingkun coming out from the backcourt, and he immediately swallowed his words back.

Mr. Li looked at Zhou Dingkun, who was dressed up on the wooden corridor. After all, he was the film king, and his temperament and aura were very attractive. Mr. Li couldn't help but nodded, and praised: "This appearance is interesting."

The assistant director at the side also came over, nodded and agreed: "Yes, Mr. Li, Zhou Yingdi's appearance and acting skills are top-notch, even if he is the number one scholar, he is qualified."

Zhuangyuan Lang is the protagonist of this play, and the candidate has already been decided. The assistant director said this just to improve Zhou Dingkun.

Shen Boxi glanced at the assistant director indifferently, come on, another one who was bribed.

"Good afternoon everyone!"

At this time, Zhou Dingkun had already walked over and greeted the three of them one after another. The last one was naturally with Shen Boxi: "Mr. Shen, long time no see, I miss you very much!"

Shen Boxi didn't want to shake hands with him, so he just ignored his outstretched hand, and twitched the corner of his mouth coldly: "Miss me? Then why don't you answer my phone?"

Zhou Dingkun was not embarrassed. Like a fledgling young man, he smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, Mr. Shen, I changed my phone number before and sent a group notification. Didn't you receive it? Did you call Wrong number?"

Shen Boxi sneered, heh, this is beating around the bush and saying that he blocked him, isn't it?

This acting is so good, do you think he is a fool?

Group fart!He dialed the wrong number?Could it be that he, the president of the entertainment industry, doesn't know what your current mobile phone number is?

Still pursing your lips and smiling?Fans say you are not old, you really think you are eighteen this year!I don't even look at where my crow's feet have grown!His eyes are not blind, and there is no filter, so he can see clearly!

Facing this well-dressed beast with a sweet belly and a sword, Shen Boxi couldn't help but swear in his heart.

Suddenly, the lively courtyard became silent.

It was as if the mute button had been pressed on the staff chatting while working, and only the sound of the wind passing through the corridor was left, which made people feel an inexplicable throbbing.

Shen Boxi and Zhou Dingkun had feelings in their hearts, they stopped talking and looked up immediately.

At the end of the retro courtyard corridor, a dreamy figure appeared.

The man who came slowly was dressed in black clothes that trailed the floor, with long sleeves, black hair like clouds, and a slender figure as light and elegant as a green bamboo, looking like a fairy in the forest.

Zhou Dingkun was just about to see what this man looked like, when a gust of wind blew, the fairy lightly opened the folding fan in his hand, blocking the half face with picturesque eyebrows, leaving only a pair of black eyes that made people want to explore, and swept towards the courtyard , the eyelashes fluttered slightly.

In an instant, it stroked the tip of his heart gently like a feather.

It tickled his heart.

Zhou Dingkun: Shit! ! !

This man must be seducing him!

The author has something to say: Zhou Dingkun: The feeling of heartbeat.

Shen Jimei: The feeling of heartbeat.

Shen Boxi: ...Sister! (He deeply felt that he might never be admired by his little sister in his life)

Pei Fengran: I just use a fan to block the dust (the courtyard is very windy)

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I feel that the title is not chosen well, and the beauty is overwhelming, obviously Zhou Dingkun doesn't even count as a grass!

If you have a better one, I can change it~