I, Corgi, Super Fierce [Entertainment]

Ten o'clock the next morning.

He Chen followed Fang Ding out of the parking lot of the building, and yawned after a long absence.

"What time did you go to bed last night?" Fang Ding glanced at him.

"02:30." He Chen said.

"Staying up late again?" Fang Ding unlocked the car and sat in the driver's seat, "You are already old, and you are not afraid of sudden death."

"I'm only 27." He Chen opened the rear door, got in and felt sleepy, and asked while yawning, "How do you publicize the movie?"

After a hiatus of more than half a year without making a new film, He Chen finally signed a contract for the police film "The Lost City".

It is expected to enter the group in September, and shoot scenes in several cities, typically from summer to winter.

"It's almost the same as before, but don't reveal what role you're playing." Fang Ding started the car, "There must be a lot of people guessing that you will play the elder brother."

He Chen didn't say a word, and flipped through the messy magazines in the back seat of Fang Ding's car.

"It's okay, director Lu has confidence in you and Lu You when he chooses roles like this." Fang Ding thought that he had concerns about filming, "You have never acted in this type of role before, and I hope you can do it too." Try to make a proper transformation, otherwise the audience will easily get fatigued after watching it for a long time."

"Yeah, I know." He Chen pulled out all the magazines and picked a few to read.

There are many types, including finance, literature, agriculture and commerce, urban sentiment, Chinese and English, and I don’t know where Fang Ding got it.

There is also a fashion magazine called "Shihuae", which is known to be very small at a glance.

Hearing that the name is the same as the story, and the cover looks fresh and elegant, He Chen turned the page with the heart of giving it a try.

"...Hey." He Chen couldn't hold back a sigh, and closed the magazine.

"That's quite interesting," Fang Ding glanced at the cover of the magazine through the rear-view mirror, and smiled. "It comes out every two weeks, and each issue has a different theme... The issue you have seems to be "The Witch."

"Did you see it?" He Chen was a little shocked.

"Given by the aunt at the gas station, I flipped through it when I got it." Fang Ding said, "Although this book is flipped over most of the time, I can still read it occasionally."

He Chen glanced at the publishing house, and silently stuffed the magazine back behind the car seat: "Stupid magazine."

Looking for an uncle who is at least 40 years old to be a model, clapping a witch holding a fairy wand, the style of painting is really strange.

The news that He Chen will be starring in "The Lost City" was released within a few days. The director Lu Yonghan is a returnee.

When Hu Wei posted this post on Weibo, he was still very excited. He wanted to see He Chen holding a gun.

After all, He Chen's biggest advantage is that he looks like a human being.

"Little Hu!" Bai Yue knocked on the door outside and called him: "Have you changed your clothes yet? It's been a long time."

"That's it!" Hu Wei hurriedly put away the old mobile phone given by Gui Lin, slipped on his pants, and pushed the door to go out.

"Hey, let me take a look." Bai Yue walked around him several times, with a smile on his face: "It's really good! It's far better than expected!"

There was a male photographer next to him, and after setting up his camera, he took a few photos of Hu Wei.

Hu Wei was quite embarrassed, pulled his fat sleeves, and questioned the designer's aesthetics more than once.

After he was fired by the store manager, he looked for a job for a few days, but it was difficult to find a job with a flexible working schedule anyway.

Later, he wanted to try to be a group performer as the thin man said, and picked the right time to dial the number on the thin man's business card.

The thin man picked up the phone with an aggressive tone, as if he had drunk a little wine: "Who are you? What can I do for you? If you don't buy insurance, don't buy it! I'm too busy to hang up—"

Before Hu Wei could even open his mouth, there was only a beeping busy tone on the other end.

This is the first time that Hu Wei has personally experienced what is called "polite talk", that is, "just speak up if you need anything", and once you speak, the other party can block you at any time.

Later, Hu Wei was really desperate. He saw people posting posters to recruit plane models on the street, so he tried it.

Anyway, he also took a lot of promotional photos when recording "Cute Pet Wars", and he can be counted as "work experience" by rounding up.

Bai Yue is the person in charge, a pretty young girl who specializes in recruiting models for a third-rate fashion magazine.

The pay is good and the hours are decent, but the clothes are often inexplicable.

For example, today, I changed into a purple suit that looked funny at first glance.

This magazine is probably too poor to hire people, so Bai Yue handles all the makeup work.

"Hey, how tall are you? Are you 1.8 meters?" Bai Yue asked him to sit on a chair and chatted while drawing him.

"I don't know." Hu Wei was most afraid of eyeliner.

The soft tip of the pen was very itchy when it passed over the eyelids, and my eyes were full of water every time I finished.

"Look up, look up," Bai Yue broke his chin, "If you dare to shed tears, my line will be for nothing."

Hu Wei tilted his head honestly. This is a very narrow single room without a mirror, so he often doesn't even know what Bai Yue painted him like.

With this kind of fancy dress, it probably won't look good, maybe it looks like a monster.

"There are still props, I have to wear them when I shoot later." Bai Yue dug out a few things from a cardboard box.

Hu Wei was shocked when he took it. It was a pair of purple cat ears and a golden bell tied around his neck.

"This... must be worn?" Hu Wei was quite disgusted.

"Wear it!" Bai Yue directly took the cat ears and put them on for him, "Didn't you say that this issue is about Alice in Wonderland, and this is the Cheshire Cat."

"What cat?" Hu Wei felt a headache.

"Cheshire Cat!" Bai Yue hung up the bell for him, "Hey, you really look like a cat."

Hu Wei: "..."

After this film was finished, Hu Wei never went to Bai Yue's place to shoot anything else.

Bai Yue insisted that the final picture was very good, and even if she didn't cooperate, she would send it to Hu Wei for a look.But Hu Wei didn't confiscate it alive or dead, because it was very likely to be a black history that he would never forget in his life.

Until he rested at home for a day without a job, wandered around while He Chen was cooking, and saw a magazine in the bathroom of He Chen's home.

It's called "Shi Hua Hui", a third-rate fashion magazine that Bai Yue is in charge of.The name Bai Yue had been told to him, but he didn't remember it at all.

So he still couldn't escape the fate of facing the dark history. When Hu Wei saw himself on the cover, he almost slipped and fell a big somersault.

That feeling is no less than when an old mother finds her son peeping "Jin Ping Mei" in the toilet.

I didn't expect He Chen to read this kind of magazine, and he bought three copies at once!

Hu Wei jumped around for a long time, but failed to pull the magazine off the shelf, but He Chen pulled the magazine up with one hand, turned it around and stuffed it back.

The back cover was blank, and finally it wasn't Hu Wei's face.

"People are cats and cats, so why are you in love." He Chen picked up the grinning Hu Wei with one hand, "You will not have offspring together."

Hu Wei grabbed He Chen's arm with his claws violently, very angry.

"Okay, okay, Dad don't look at him anymore!" He Chen surrendered helplessly, "There are no cats, only dogs."

Hu Wei opened his mouth and bit him directly.

The author has something to say:

He Chen: Heh, stupid magazine.

Gouzi: Buy three copies?

He Chen: ...It smells so good!

I’m going to Hong Kong tomorrow, so I may take a day off, but I’ll come back and update as much as possible!

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