I heard that people who come in have made a fortune [entertainment circle]

The artist team has different handling postures for different bad news, but the first element of all handling plans is to be fast. You can't wait for someone to cool down before slowly saying "investigating".

The conscientious Jin Jing would search for Su Luochen's information on the Internet every day.

Now, she has mixed feelings.

Strictly speaking, the bad news is no.

However, everything related to Su Luochen cannot be separated from Sand Sculpture.

"You can't pay attention to the management of body and expression. Look at you, drink soup as you like, grinning like a corgi running wild in summer, you have been photographed!"

Su Luochen didn't even raise her head, and said flatly: "Your photos are not very good, and an enthusiastic citizen just took a photo of you as the second entry into the palace."

Although Jin Jing refused to admit it, she still knew it in her heart.

How do you say that, since she has a specialization in art, and Fei Tian is very good at acting, it doesn't mean that she will take pictures of others.

After all, the shape of the Buddha is stable, whether he is standing or sitting, he can shoot 360 degrees without dead ends.

The reclining Buddha is a limited edition look of Nirvana, which is not a routine operation.

Jin Jing decided to hire a professional photographer to take pictures of Su Luochen's day, select the parts that can be used, and post them slowly in the future.

The photographer is a neat woman with a high ponytail, a baseball cap, and a huge bag.

"Hello, my name is Hao Lin. I'm in charge of today's filming. You can spend the day according to your normal schedule. I will adjust the angle by myself, and I will occasionally ask you for your posture, so I won't interfere too much with you."

Su Luochen looked at the big bag curiously: "What's inside?"

Hao Lin opened the zipper, and there were many lenses of various shapes neatly stacked inside. The longest one was as long as the entire box, and there were all kinds of messy glass pieces, which were said to be polarizers, filters... and so on. .

"This box is worth over a million dollars. If I fall into the water with the lens, please save my lens."

Su Luochen was in awe of that noble box, and backed away: "Don't come here!"

The filming started when Su Luochen got up, and now Su Luochen lives in a rented house, which is extremely simple, one knife cuts everything, one pot cooks everything, and one wardrobe hides everything.

Hao Lin asked him why he didn't deserve a sofa where he could sit and relax.

"Sofa? It's not my turn to sit on it after buying it."

"Do you have cats and dogs at home?"

"No, the sofas in this world have magic." Su Luochen lowered his voice and glanced out of the window, as if afraid of being heard by someone.

Hao Lin was confused by the nagging atmosphere, and immediately asked, "What will happen?"

"The sofa will grow clothes by itself, especially the sofa of those who live alone. The growth is the most gratifying, and it will be full in two or three days."

Hao Lin covered her mouth and smiled: "My clothes are all growing on the drying rack on the balcony until the next batch comes up to replace them."

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According to the schedule, Su Luochen should study languages ​​in the morning.

Yan Mingsheng specially hired a foreign teacher for him to give him one-on-one tutoring. Su Luochen sat on the window seat, supporting his head with one hand and flipping through the book with the other. He looked a bit like a handsome young man in a campus love story.

Idols who say they write like their own, and often need to sign others, should also write well.

Hao Lin moved the camera to Su Luochen's exercise book.

The fingers holding the pen are long and strong, and the fair skin matches the black pen perfectly.

Su Luochen's calligraphy was learned stroke by stroke according to the copybook, which can be considered stylish.

However, the gaps in the answer sheet were filled with all kinds of weird things.

A fire-breathing dragon beaten into mosquito-repellent eyes, a Q-version demon king standing on a castle wielding a knife, a dryad fighting a monkey spirit in a wheelchair...

Hao Lin turned his exercise book to a new page with a blank expression: "...rewrite."

"No~~~" Su Luochen was very sad.

"Scribbling in a notebook will teach children badly. Rewrite."

Su Luochen thought melancholy: "She's not a photographer, she's a study committee member."

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In the afternoon is an acting training class.

Su Luochen was assigned a two-person performance without real objects, not only without real objects, but also without opponents.

These days, many well-known artists have a full schedule, and it is normal to have three plays at the same time.

They have martial substitutions, nude substitutions, literary substitutions, close-up substitutions, and long-range substitutions, and cutouts are even more basic.

As their opponents, they can't control others, they can only manage themselves.

To be open to the air and fall in love affectionately.

This is not difficult for Su Luochen. In the Demon King City, there is a kind of little monsters that can only be revealed by refracting light through special crystals. They are responsible for the diet and daily life of the Demon King. In order to show friendship, Su Luochen often speaks to the empty room .

It has to be said that a professional is a professional. Hao Lin is very good at catching angles. With a quick shot, Su Luochen, who was leaning against the corner and lazily, turned into a quiet and handsome man with an oil painting temperament.

The trainees who attended the class together saw Su Luochen with his own photographer, and were extremely envious. They leaned beside Hao Lin and asked if they could take a picture for themselves.

In the seemingly harmonious scene, Su Luochen felt a wave of magic power. He didn't take it seriously. Jealousy is one of the seven deadly sins.

Envy and jealousy, as long as they don't develop into "hate", are healthy competitions.

Yan Mingsheng didn't want to give Su Luochen a fixed personality, so as not to make the drama too fixed, but after two rounds of variety shows, his image as a beautiful, strong and tragic villain has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

However, according to Jin Jing's understanding of the target group, this kind of character who is crazy about love is deeply loved by modern female audiences.

When no self-characteristics have been formed, following the trend of popular personalities is the way for Little Transparency to survive.

Otherwise, why so many artists seem to have come off the assembly line of a plastic surgery hospital.

Therefore, Jin Jing intends to let him continue to stabilize his beautiful, strong and miserable personality.

"There is a high probability that the third scene will still be this kind of plot."

"Always with this kind of image, will it be annoying?" Su Luochen has been crazy about love for two episodes, and he can't move anymore.

Jin Jing shook her head: "Look at a certain superstar, no matter what he plays, I am the best and the most handsome, and there is also a certain actor, no matter what he plays, he has controlled the lifeblood of the world for 100 years. Have they delayed making money! No! How many times does he play in an episode? One hundred thousand, what about you! A few thousand dollars for an episode makes me happy like a fool.”

Being pierced by Jin Jing, Su Luochen lifted the table: "A rich man, is he happy?!"

Jin Jing sneered: "Aren't you happy? Then what are you doing with Mr. Yan's top-level equipment game account all day? If you have the ability to use your own account, isn't your account also full-level?"

Can't argue.

"Young man, I advise you to be sober, stick your butt up and face the beatings of this world." Jin Jing stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked out.

Su Luochen's mood hadn't had time to sink, and class was about to start.

This section is a singing and dancing performance.

Sing a cappella, sing whatever you can.

It is enough to sing a few lines, mainly to see the coordination of movements and libretto.

People like them are destined to serve the camera. They must be strong in both singing and dancing. They can't be too busy dancing and forget their words, and they can't be too busy singing and plant themselves like a tree on the stage.

Many other people in this training class can sing and dance enthusiastically at the same time.

Although... the breath is so unstable that it needs a million tuners to take action.

All kinds of hot dances can't hit the beat, making people wonder if they are doing it on purpose to be funny.

But, it's better than Su Luochen.

In Su Luochen's life, the closest thing to this kind of scene was when he first took office, he lost a battle with the God Clan army. He was in the Demon King's Hall, with his hands behind his back, circling in front of the top ten demon generals, cursing as he turned.

"You flamers,

eat my bread,

sleeping in my room,

pulled to the battlefield,

Hey!Once the wall collapsed! "

Then, he reorganized his armaments, signed a bilateral trade agreement with the brave, strengthened the border guards with the protoss, and established an intelligence network.

There is no such thing as roaring in the palace anymore.

Su Luochen was very worried that he would not be able to keep up with his movements and singing.

He himself doesn't care, but if Jin Jing knows that he loses face in class, all kinds of wonderful free time will be cancelled. Jin Jing has a thousand kinds of classes for him to arrange.

It is even more terrifying than those parents who hope their children will become a dragon.

It will be his turn soon.

Su Luochen didn't even think about what song to sing.

With a blank mind, he walked to the front. When the teacher said "start", his eyes swept over the students sitting in a circle, and suddenly remembered the clear voice he heard when passing by a large educational institution a few days ago:

"Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief, gently drop it behind the child, don't tell him, don't open it, don't open it, don't open it, mother doesn't come back, no one will open it~~"

Accompanied by the singing, Su Luochen circled around the crowd like a bee, making gestures of throwing handkerchiefs.

The sound fits perfectly with the action.

At the end of the song, everything is quiet.

Hao Lin was dumbfounded, thinking that Jin Jing might be willing to pay a high price for the few photos she just took.