I really can't stand him crying [entertainment circle]

The shooting speed of the advertisement really surprised the person in charge of Annessa. He thought that Zong Ji was not even willing to show up one day in advance, and he was afraid that it was not difficult to serve, but he did not expect that he was not difficult to serve, but efficient.

The person in charge reported the news of the completion of the commercial filming in the group group, and the colleagues who stayed behind at the company's headquarters erupted in succession.

"So fast??? How long has it been since we hired someone to shoot an ad?"

"How do you feel the effect on the scene?"

"Can you hurry up? Zong Ji didn't have much delay when he arrived at the hotel. He went to the shooting scene at two o'clock. As for the effect? ​​I've already replaced the sunscreen with the one he took."

The person in charge happily responded to the news from her colleagues. This is the most satisfying advertising shoot she has ever been in charge of. No one.

"You didn't speak with a fan filter, did you?"

The person in charge frowned at the words of a colleague,? Since the decision to use Zongji, the other party has been acting strangely,? Who told her to admit that the conditions were not up to standard.

It's really poor and rare.

"We all know about Zong Ji's ability to carry goods, let's wait for the results of the event."

The team leader came out to smooth things over, but the other party stopped talking, and the person in charge didn't bother to talk to her anymore.

Zong Ji has not had any endorsement before,? As for his ability to bring goods, they can see it from the sales data in the background.

The reason is that when the sales department reported monthly data, there was a significant increase in late April compared with the same period last year, and the increase was mainly from online e-commerce, but they did not carry out marketing activities in April.When analyzing the reasons for the growth, they discovered that Zong Ji was repeatedly mentioned by customers.

"Get ready to go out on May Day, first prepare the same sunscreen for my brother!"

"Get the same style as my younger brother!"

"Hahaha, I got it, by the way, when will you settle the advertising fee with my brother!"

"Officials look at me! Hurry up and find Zong Jipai to endorse! Hurry up!"

"Although there are other brands of sunscreen at home, I still bought them, so the official really doesn't consider making our younger brother, the wild spokesperson, a regular?"

At the same time, the customer service also received inquiries about pictures from some customers, asking them if the sunscreen in the photo was theirs.

The picture is taken from the sideshow of "Returning the Buddha", and Feng Zheng took Zong Ji who was wearing sunscreen.In the video, Zong Ji squeezed a dime-sized amount of sunscreen, rubbed it evenly in the palm of his hand, and then applied it directly to his face.

"Hahahaha, exactly the same method of applying sunscreen!"

"I never wear sunscreen, and I was moved when I saw my brother's complexion."

"Sisters must wear sunscreen! Ultraviolet rays will make people age!"

"Is my brother using Annessa?"

"The bottle looks like Annessa. I have used it before. This brand of sunscreen is very good."

"Looking at the amount of sunscreen used by my younger brother, I'm afraid my face doesn't cost as much as a dollar coin!"

"The advantage of having a small face is that you can save half of the sunscreen compared to others, which is heartbreaking."

Because more and more people asked about sun protection, Zong Ji responded uniformly, and it was Anesa.The time of Kan Zongji's reply is consistent with the time when the background sales data rose significantly.

So what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and find someone to shoot for the endorsement!Wouldn't it be foolish not to seize the opportunity that comes to your door?

After passing the group proposal, Anesa formally contacted Yu Yang.

Knowing the reason why Annessa approached Zongji, Yu Yang was so happy that he wanted to hand out a banner to the fans on the spot, with the best fan of the year written on it.

Although there is wind at the beach at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun will still be uncomfortable for a long time, and the cool coconut can relieve the heat just right.

Zong Ji drank the whole coconut unknowingly. Yu Yang and the person in charge confirmed the shooting time of tomorrow's plan photo, and stepped on the sand to Zong Ji's side: "They arranged a seafood feast tonight, you should like it."

"What time?" Zong Ji stroked his wig that was blown by the wind.

"Six o'clock." Yu Yang kicked a shell out of the sand, the most indispensable thing on the beach, the place where Zong Ji needed to shoot barefoot was cleaned up by the staff, and other places outside the camera can be seen everywhere.

The place where they shot was far from the hotel, on a coastline with relatively few tourists, with sandy beaches and blue seas in front of them, and lush coconut trees behind them.

"I should have brought the camera out." Zong Ji was annoyed, he lost his mind by making up lessons.

"Who packed your luggage?" Yu Yang asked a seemingly irrelevant question. Hearing that Zong Ji said it was Qi Chongyan, he made a fool of himself, "Then you go back to the hotel to check your luggage later, maybe there will be a surprise."

On the return journey, Zong Jiban lowered the car window. Yashi is a famous tourist city in China. Regardless of work, this city does have its own unique features.

Zong Ji found the camera he thought he didn't bring from the suitcase. Qi Chongyan knew him better to be so comprehensive, even Yu Yang could see it.

There are many orange shared bicycles on the side of the road in Yashi. After eating a seafood feast, Zong Ji hung his camera around his neck and rode to the beach in the dark.

He rummaged on the beach with the light of his mobile phone, and raised his camera to take pictures of the reefs in the distance and the starlight reflected on the sea.

After finding a good location, Zong Ji put the camera on the ground and pressed time-lapse shooting, then ran to the camera and smiled, and the selfie was completed.

Although the figure of the boy in the night scene mode is not as clear as in daytime, the surrounding scenery is also blurred, which makes it easier for people to focus on him.

After taking the photos, Zong Ji returned with a full load of what he had gained tonight. He learned to ride a bicycle in the village, and he can ride steadily and in a straight line.

For Yu Zongji, shooting two-dimensional photos is more difficult than advertising, because one set needs to be done in water.

Zong Ji can't swim, but fortunately he is not afraid of water.

The creative team gave three sets of shooting plans. This set can best highlight the waterproof performance of ANESSA sunscreen, and the film production rate is expected to be the highest.

There is still a clear base makeup on the face, but delicate fish scale patterns are drawn on both sides of the corners of the eyes with silver highlights and light blue eye shadow.

The shirt made of off-white gilt chiffon fabric was loosely put on Zong Ji's body, so thin that it was almost weightless.

Zong Ji went down into the sea step by step, the water surface slowly rose, from the insteps to the waist, the wet shirt stuck to the skin, revealing a light whiteness.

With the help of professional lifeguards, Zong Ji put his hands on the reef. He was in the water from the waist down, and his chest was against the vertical stone wall above the waist.

The shooting assistant poured some water on his face, and it dripped down his cheeks and landed on the reef, and flowed into the depression to form a small puddle, blurring his face.

After putting away the sunscreen, Zongji adjusted his posture and looked at the camera.

Zong Ji's eyes seemed to have hooks, and everyone present was so surprised that they dared not breathe hard.

The feeling of wet clothes sticking to his body was very awkward. The moment Zong Ji really dived into the water, the clothes instantly swung away under the buoyancy of the water, which made him feel comfortable.

Water floods in from all directions, Zong Ji has been able to open his arms freely in the water after getting used to it a few times in advance.The sun shone on his face through sleep, and it was as beautiful as a dream.

The beauty here is not a neutral term. The lines of the boy's face and the broad shoulders that have begun to take shape will not make people misunderstand his gender.

When Zong Ji came out of the water, Yu Yang took a large bath towel and wrapped him up. His wet hair was limp and drooping on his head, dripping water continuously. The boy's eyes and nose were irritated by the sea water. Reddish, like a pitiful puppy on a rainy day.

Back at the hotel, Zong Ji took off the wig on his head, washed off the sea water all over his body, and felt that a layer of salt grains would definitely appear on his body after a while in the sun.

In the afternoon, I changed my look and took a second set of photos indoors. Zong Ji's top and trousers were all white, like fog. The staff fanned the wind beside him, and the clothes fluttered like waves, full of fairy spirit.

The three-and-a-half-day itinerary was expected to end in two days. In the evening, Yu Yang went to search for local specialties, and returned to Beijing with Zong Ji on the second day.

Yu Yang has always disapproved of the act of actively revealing the itinerary to let fans pick him up at the airport, not to mention torturing people will disturb the order of the airport.So the two quietly left and returned quietly, and after getting off the plane, Zong Jili sent a Weibo to tell everyone that Anesha's filming had been completed.

Qi Chongyan couldn't leave because of something, so he sent Xiao Zhao to pick them up.

"Can I go to the studio with you?"

After getting into the car, Xiao Zhao was about to say that Zongji would be sent off first, but he nodded immediately after hearing the words: "Of course!"

The studio is all his own, and he won't go out and talk nonsense when he sees Zong Ji. Xiao Zhao welcomes Zong Ji to go, mainly because Qi Chongyan will definitely feel better when he goes.

"I'll tell Director Qi." Xiao Zhao took out his phone and was about to send a message to Qi Chongyan.

"No need." Zong Ji blurted out, "Isn't he busy? You may not see it after posting it. Let's go directly."

Xiao Zhao saw Zong Ji's expression from the rearview mirror in the car, and immediately understood, surprise, he understands.

He gave Zong Ji an OK, and didn't tell Qi Chongyan. Sister Lan still had to let him know, and asked her to help keep Zong Ji a secret.

Sister Lan laughed at the young man's fun, and was a little curious about Qi Chongyan's reaction when he saw Zong Ji.

On the way there, Xiao Zhao told Zong Ji about the situation of the studio. The composition of Qi Chongyan's studio is very simple. From top to bottom, there are Qi Chongyan, Sister Lan, him, two each of finance and administration, and other things. Outsourced to a partner company.

Because Qi Chongyan is a director who is obsessed with movies, the studio does not have any makeup artists, bodyguards, etc. like other star studios.

"Although there are not many people in Director Qi's studio, everyone here is the elite of the elite." Yu Yang, who had been in the studio for half a month, answered the words with admiration in his tone.

"Haha, Brother Yang, you are also very good." As a member of the studio, Xiao Zhao is also the object of Yu Yang's praise.

Qi Chongyan rented a villa in Beijing as a studio. Xiao Zhao drove the car into the community and parked in the villa's underground garage.

The villa has three floors. The first floor is the living and meeting area, the second floor is the work area, and the third floor is exclusive to Qi Chongyan.

The front desk is set up on the first floor, and the finance and administration are usually on duty in shifts.

Sister Lan had told the four of them before they arrived that Qi Chongyan's friend would come later, and told them not to reveal their relationship.

Before entering the job, they signed a confidentiality agreement. After beating the four of them, Sister Lan simply stayed on the first floor, waiting for Zong Ji's arrival.

"Sister Lan." Zong Ji greeted people with a smile, his suitcase was in Xiao Zhao's hand.

"Did the filming go well?" Seeing Zong Ji's eyes wandering upstairs, Sister Lan realized, "Director Qi is in the first room on the right hand side on the third floor."

"The filming went well, thank you, Sister Lan." Zong Ji took the suitcase and carried it up to the third floor without letting Xiao Zhao and the others help.

Before stepping on the last few steps, Zong Ji slowed down, and in the rapid beating of his heart, he knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in."

Qi Chongyan's voice came through the door, Zong Ji took a deep breath and turned the doorknob.

The man sitting behind his work lowered his head, and when he heard the voice looking at him, surprise appeared in his eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face that made Zongji couldn't help but follow suit.

The moment Zong Ji closed the office door with his backhand, the man strode up to him.

"Why do you want to come to the studio?" Qi Chongyan kissed Zong Ji, hugged him and sat on the sofa.

"I'll wait for you to go home together." Zong Ji looked at Qi Chongyan's office, "You haven't finished your work yet, have you?"

"Just finished." Qi Chongyan took off Zong Ji's hat, "Hair is long."

He stretched out his hand to brush Zong Jixin's hair stubble, more than half a month later, Zong Ji finally rose from bald to straight.

His hair is not long, Zong Ji's scalp feels like being touched, it's numb, he smiles and avoids Qi Chongyan's hand: "itch."

Taking advantage of the opportunity to leave Qi Chongyan's embrace, he knelt down and opened the suitcase, took out a transparent plastic bag, and poured the contents into his hand.

"For you." Zong Jichao Qi Chongyan spread out his palm, and inside lay a beautiful shell, which was oval in shape with growing stripes on it, and the inside and outside were sea-like blue.

Qi Chongyan picked up the shell from his palm, and the sound of the tide of the sea seemed to come from his ears.

"I also took a lot of photos." The photos were not exported from the camera, Zong Ji pointed to the shell, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Qi Chongyan fished the boy back, "Shall I show you around?"

Qi Chongyan was extremely relaxed in his own territory, and led Zong Ji out of the office. There were four rooms on the third floor, with the office and editing room on the right, and the bedroom and gym on the left.

He used to work overtime and live here, but the bedroom has been empty for more than half a year, and the equipment in the gym is also in a state of dust.

There is nothing to see on the second floor. There is a tea room on the first floor. Qi Chongyan packed a plate of snacks for Zong Ji.

There are two sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in the villa's own garden. It is not the flowering season now, and the leaves are lush.

Speaking of snacks, Yu Yang was distributing the special products bought in Yashi to the people in the studio, and Liu Wang ordered a courier to pick them up.

"This coconut flakes are delicious." Although Qi Chongyan may have eaten them before, Zong Ji still wants to share with Qi Chongyan all the new foods he has tasted, "The fresh coconut milk in Yashi is also delicious, but it is too big to carry .”

Zong Ji picked a large piece of coconut and fed it to Qi Chongyan. He lowered his head and ate it, his mouth full of coconut fragrance: "It's delicious."

After the gift was delivered and some snacks were tasted, Zong Ji rushed Qi Chongyan to work, took a chair and sat opposite him, and started to write a set of math test papers.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Qi Chongyan turned off the phone on time. The young man wrote seriously, and only raised his head after finishing the last question.

"Go home!" He stood up, stretched his hands and feet, put the test papers away, and packed the suitcase.

Looking at the back of the two leaving, Xiao Zhao sighed that this is the power of love, which turned a workaholic into a good man at home.

"Let's get off work, everyone." The bosses left, and they followed suit. As soon as Sister Lan finished speaking, everyone quickly finished their work and went back to enjoy a wonderful weekend.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Qi Chongyan handed the phone to Zong Ji, the interface was a fresh food shopping software, "Buy more, the refrigerator at home is empty."

"Do you know how to cook fish?" The first item in the product column is sea bass. Qi Chongyan usually cooks with pork, beef, and chicken. Fish has not been unlocked yet.

"I can learn."

Zong Ji added the sea bass to the shopping cart, and selected some commonly eaten dishes, and placed an order at checkout.

"The password is 081203." Qi Chongyan said the payment password, "Except for the door lock, all my other passwords are this."

Zong Ji was stunned: "Aren't you afraid that I will cheat you of money?"

"Don't be afraid." At the red light, Qi Chongyan stepped on the brakes, turned to look at Zong Ji, "I can earn more after you've lied to me."

"I can earn money myself." Zong Ji returned the phone to him, "I don't need to lie to you for money."

Anesa's endorsement fee was 120 million, and after deducting taxes and Yu Yang's commission, he got 60. With the savings added, Zong Ji would soon be a 200 million rich man.

Although it's nothing compared to Qi Chongyan, isn't he just at the beginning, and he will always earn more and more in the future.

Within 2 minutes of arriving home, the food he bought was delivered. Qi Chongyan wore the apron Zong Ji bought online and went into the kitchen to cook. Zong Ji helped him.

The perch with the length of the forearm has been processed. Before doing it, Zong Ji typed "how to make delicious perch" in the input box to search.

Number one is the steamed sea bass.

Put a slanted knife on the body of the fish, add cooking wine and salt and spread evenly, stuff the stomach with scallion knots and ginger slices, drizzle some salad oil, steam until cooked, then put some chopped green onion and shredded pepper on top, and it's over.

It's very simple. Qi Chongyan followed the tutorial skillfully and steadily, and he couldn't find the jerky feeling when he learned to make fried bacon with winter bamboo shoots.

While Qi Chongyan was cooking fish, Zong Ji blanched the tomatoes to peel off the skin, and chose water spinach.

The spacious kitchen can easily accommodate two people, and the clinking of pots and pans and voices form a warm sonata.

After eating, Zongji took the camera to the study and exported the photos inside. Qi Chongyan saw the boy's selfie in the night, and smiled knowingly: "Is this photo for me?"

Zong Ji's position is not in the center of the photo, and according to the composition, there is a gap left by a person, as if he is waiting for someone to fill it.

"Yeah." Zong Ji was seen through his little thoughts, "I want to shoot with you."

"You take a picture for me now." Qi Chongyan stood on the wall opposite the study and asked Zong Ji to take a full-body photo for him.

After shooting, he pulled out the chair and sat down, started the PS software on the computer, and after various overlays and renderings, the photo changed from Zong Ji's single photo to a group photo.

"I want to learn." Zong Ji grabbed Qi Chongyan's arm.

"it is good."

But not now, Zong Ji should do his homework.Qi Chongyan changed his clothes and went to the gym, Zong Ji continued to complete the exercises left by the teachers in the study.

He only had two pages of English left, and it took less than half an hour to write. Qi Chongyan was still exercising, Zong Ji thought about it, and changed into clothes suitable for sports.

Sitting like this every day, his abs are going to be ninety-nine.

Qi Chongyan sat under the high-pull back trainer, holding the pull-down handle with both hands behind his back, and pulled it down. The muscles of his arms and shoulders rose and fell with his movements. Zong Ji stretched out his hand and pinched his own arm, feeling the tension between the two. gap.

Sweat soaked Qi Chongyan's T-shirt, Zong Ji was fascinated by it, approached unconsciously, and put his finger on Qi Chongyan's shoulder.

His body temperature has risen due to strenuous exercise, and the heat comes from the palm of his hand, and the tough muscles feel under his palm.Qi Chongyan breathed heavily, slowly let go of the handle, and held the hand on his shoulder instead.

The temperature of Qi Chongyan's palm was higher than that of his shoulder, so high that Zong Ji felt hot.

"Have you finished your homework?" Qi Chongyan panted, and Zong Ji's ears turned red inexplicably.

"I'm done." Zong Ji pulled out his hand, "I'm going for a run."

The treadmill is Zong Ji's most proficient exercise equipment. There is no one. He doesn't need Qi Chongyan's help. He runs slowly on it, warms up briefly and then descends to the ground. After practicing for a while, he finally learned it from his master Cheng Qingsong. It can't be wasted.

Different from Qi Chongyan's toughness, Zong Ji's flexibility is full, and he can easily complete the splits from the lower back.Qi Chongyan watched Zong Ji bend into an arch bridge, the hem of his T-shirt slid down to his chest, revealing his thin waist and flat belly.

Qi Chongyan breathed steadily, his hands passed through the arc of the arch bridge, Zong Ji's waist was weakened and he was paralyzed on his hands, and the slipped hem of the clothes was pushed up even more.

There are two pink peach blossoms blooming in the snow.

June is the season to eat peaches.

The peach flesh is crunchy and sweet, and the rich juice seeps out from between the lips and teeth, dyeing the fragrance in the room.

Zong Ji got up later than usual, Qi Chongyan stayed on the bed with him, since it was the weekend anyway, he didn't have to go to work.

"woke up?"

Zong Ji grunted in Qi Chongyan's arms as a response, he rubbed his face against the man's neck, pulled his clothes and scratched his chest.

"Hiss—" the boy frowned and inhaled, shrank back and pulled his clothes forward with one hand.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was about to shrink under the bed, Qi Chongyan quickly reached out to cover his back.

"Broken skin." Zong Ji cried aggrievedly. It's not that he has never been injured. It's common to have bumps and bumps in filming, but this time it's different. The location of the broken skin is too subtle. Broken and swollen.

A tingling pain that couldn't be ignored hit his brain, and Zong Ji's eyes were red with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, let me have a look." Qi Chongyan sat up and carefully opened his clothes.

Zong Ji felt a warm breath, and it was Qi Chongyan blowing.

"Stop blowing it up." Zong Ji felt goosebumps all over his body, he lifted his clothes with one hand and pushed his head with the other.

Qi Chongyan didn't expect his skin to be so delicate, feeling distressed and blaming himself, he ran to the living room without slippers to get some band-aids.

After carefully pasting the wound, Zong Ji tentatively put down his clothes. Although he still felt a little uncomfortable, it was still acceptable.

"I'll be lighter next time."

Why next time, Zong Ji glared at Qi Chongyan to see if the time was past eight o'clock in the morning, and the math teacher would come to teach him in one hour.

Not caring about the next time or not, Zong Ji went to the bathroom to wash up, and Qi Chongyan cooked him black sesame glutinous rice balls with two poached eggs inside.

"Good morning." The math teacher, surnamed Deng, has short shoulder-length hair and black-rimmed glasses.

"Hello, Teacher Deng." Zong Ji handed in the completed test paper for her to mark.

The first hour is the time to explain the wrong questions and review, and the next hour starts the new lesson.

Two hours passed quickly. Teacher Deng turned off the projector, circled a few practice questions, and put away the lesson plans as usual to leave.

"Mr. Deng, please wait a moment." Zong Ji handed her a bag, "This is a special product I brought back from Yashi, Mr. Deng, please take it home and try it."

Teacher Deng first shirked, and only accepted when Zong Ji said that every teacher had her.

"Thank you." Walking to the door, Mr. Deng told Zong Ji not to send any more, "I have some monthly exam papers for Jingyi, and I'll bring them here for you to do tomorrow."

Zong Ji just thanked the teachers for teaching him, and never thought of getting any gift from them in return, but he really couldn't refuse Teacher Deng's offer.

I don't know if it was an appointment with them, Zong Ji sent a gift, and several teachers said they would bring him Jingyi's materials.Some were monthly exam questions, and some were self-produced study materials. With these things, Zong Ji was a little more confident about passing the entrance exam for Jingyi.

While Zong Ji was concentrating on his studies, the post-production of Annessa's commercials and print photos was completed. After seeing the finished products, Yu Yang asked them for several sets of postcards and posters.

Even in summer, in Qi Chongyan's study room, he couldn't hear the cicadas singing outside the window. Zong Ji leaned on the back of his chair and talked with Yu Yang on the phone, and the open exercise book in front of him went back a page.

"Have you received the courier? Okay, I'll go over to sign tomorrow morning."

Qi Chongyan came in with a cup of sour plum soup at room temperature and put it on the table. Zong Ji hung up the phone and picked up the sour plum soup: "It's delicious!"

It would be great if ice could be added, but he ate too much ice cream yesterday, and his stomach was cold. The word ice has been removed from his world by Qi Chongyan.

Normal temperature is Qi Chongyan's biggest concession.

Zong Ji's heart ached, if he had known, he would have missed an ice cream.

"When will Annessa's advertisement be released?" Qi Chongyan finished his remaining half cup of sour plum soup, and Zong Ji withdrew his greedy gaze.

"Next Wednesday, and the event will start next Thursday. The posters and postcards sent by Annessa have arrived. I will go to the studio with you tomorrow."

Posters and postcards are used as gifts for customers who purchase products. A single purchase amount of 199 will send a postcard, 399 will send a poster, and 499 will send a postcard and poster each. Online and offline activities are synchronized, online Those with the highest purchase amount on the day can get all postcards and posters at once.

The posters and postcards sent by Anesa were not signed, and Zong Ji had to sign them before sending them back and printing them in batches.

Just in case, Anesa sent a total of twenty sets.

Yu Yang will shoot some signing tidbits and post on Weibo at that time, Zong Ji decided to use the Starry Night fountain pen that the fans gave him to sign.

Zong Ji asked for leave from the two teachers tomorrow morning in the group, smashed his mouth, there was still the sweet smell of sour plum soup in his mouth.

"I still want to drink."

Qi Chongyan boiled a pot, he soaked the room temperature cup in cold water just now, the rest is still in the pot, not cold.

Zongji also wanted to drink it without Liang, but Qi Chongyan only filled a small half cup for him. Sure enough, hot sour plum soup and cold sour plum soup are not the same species, Zongji voluntarily gave up after drinking it.

The next day, Qi Chongyan drove Zongji to the studio, and everyone else came, so Qi Chongyan asked Yu Yang to move the posters and postcards to the third floor.

"I'll let Xiao Zhao put on some makeup for you later." Yu Yang called Xiao Zhao over as he spoke. Although Zong Ji's skin was flawless, it would look more radiant when he put on makeup.

"Brother Zhao, do you know how to put on makeup?" Zong Ji was very surprised. It's not uncommon for boys to know how to put on makeup. Tang Cai is a man, but Xiao Zhao really doesn't look like he knows how to put on makeup.

"I just learned it." There is no way, there are few people in the studio, and he is Qi Chongyan's assistant, so he has to learn a few more skills.Sister Lan said that when he finished his studies, the money that Qi Chongyan hired a professional makeup artist would be included in his salary.

For the sake of money, Xiao Zhao announced that he is very interested in makeup now!

Zong Ji was the first person he contacted outside of make-up class, and he was fine with a simple primer and some lipstick.

Since Zong Ji now has an inch cut, he even saved his hairstyle.

After putting on his makeup, Zong Ji began to focus on signing.

Twenty sets of postcards and posters, ten of which are to be sent back, and the other ten will be handled by the family.Yu Yang plans to use these ten sets in a lottery draw as a reward for fans.

One set has twelve postcards and six posters, and twenty sets have more than 300 pieces.Zong Ji was sorting out while signing Yu Yang, and took time to take pictures.Zong Ji got used to writing homework recently, and there was basically no discomfort after writing more than 300 signatures.

Yu Yang counted the quantity: "Aren't you going to sign Xiao Ji's set?"

"Don't sign, Brother Yang, can I keep this set for myself?" Zong Ji gathered the unsigned posters and postcards to himself, and Yu Yang thought he wanted to keep them as souvenirs, so he said yes.

Xiao Zhao helped Yu Yang take the signed ones to the first floor, pack up ten sets and send them away, and put the remaining nine sets in the storage room.

"Brother Qi, come here." Qi Chongyan went to the editing room next door just now, and Zong Jishen waved to him mysteriously.

After entering the office, Zong Ji picked up the golden pen that Qi Chongyan gave him: "Brother Qi, do you want to sign?"

It turned out that he knew everything, Qi Chongyan felt soft in his heart: "Yes."

"You pick the one you like the most."

Zong Ji posed a problem for Qi Chongyan, all the people on it were Zong Ji, and he liked every one of them, so he couldn't make a choice.

"Okay then." Then Zong Ji wrote "I wish Qi Chongyan happy every day—Zong Ji" "I wish Qi Chongyan's movies get better and better——Zong Ji"...

None of the 25 consecutive greetings are the same.

The word at the beginning of the last random card is no longer "Zhu".

Zong Ji wrote while reading: "The one who loves Qi Chongyan the most - Zong Ji".

Qi Chongyan decided that this one was his favorite.

Zong Ji's lips were a little swollen when he left the office. He had classes in the afternoon, and Qi Chongyan drove him back.

The posters and postcards with his exclusive signature were treasured by Qi Chongyan and placed in the study, together with the sketch he drew for Zong Ji last time.

The third day after the signed posters were mailed out was the day before the opening of the Haishi International Film Festival. Zong Ji once again pulled away from the sea of ​​books and went to Haishi with Qi Chongyan, Xiao Zhao, Yu Yang and Sister Lan.

People of Qi Chongyan's status had the film festival organizer arrange a hotel, while Zong Ji could only book in advance by himself.

They simply walked the red carpet and left on the second day after attending the awards ceremony. Under Sister Lan's persuasion, Qi Chongyan stayed in the hotel provided by the organizer and temporarily separated from Zong Ji.

Yu Yang released the news of Zong Ji's participation in the film festival in the support club, and the fans were immediately excited.

"Ah, ah, my brother is finally going to walk the red carpet!"

"The old mother shed tears of relief when she saw the news!"

"Oh my god, I'm so excited!!"

"Red carpet photos, red carpet photos, red carpet photos!"

"I announce that tomorrow I will be squatting live for the whole time, and I swear that I will never miss a single shot of my younger brother. Are there any sisters with me? Brothers are okay too?"

"Squat all the time and add me to the live broadcast!"

"Add me add me!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..

"Looking forward to my younger brother's red carpet look!"

The fans called Zong Ji unified from "younger brother", "young master" and "little monk". "Little brother" sounds the most affectionate. They call themselves Zongji's brother and sister very happily.

The red carpet outfit that Sheng Fan provided Zong Ji was picked up by Yu Yang himself at an offline store in Beijing. Zong Ji tried the size and found it suitable, so Yu Yang hung it up. On the day of the red carpet, he took it out for Zong Ji to change into. .

Tang Cai also arrived in Haishi, and he was in charge of Zong Ji's makeup and hair.

"Long time no see." Tang Cai glanced over Zong Ji's head and greeted him warmly.

The red carpet has always been a scene for female stars to compete for beauty. From makeup to hairstyle to accessories to clothing to body, they will compete with each other.Compared to male celebrities, they look much more simple, most of them wear suits, and their makeup is not as careful as female celebrities.For a makeup artist, it is easier to get popular for female stars than for male stars.

But Tang Cai still came to make up Zong Ji, because he firmly believed that Zong Ji could bring him what he wanted.

Before seeing Zong Ji again, he had already thought about how to deal with today's makeup. After meeting, Zong Ji sat down and let Tang Cai do the makeup without too much greetings.

Zong Ji's own hair is a little longer than Tang Cai thought, and he is in an embarrassing period where it is extremely difficult to style.

Tang Cai simply used electric scissors to push him into a short board size. What kind of man is most suitable for the board size, one is good-looking, and the other is a tough guy.

Three, good-looking tough guy.

Tang used shadows to make Zong Ji's lines sharper, his eyebrows and eyes deepened, and the parts that were too soft were cleverly hidden by him, but Zong Ji's own characteristics could not be lost.

After all, this is makeup, not disguise.

Zong Ji had never done makeup for so long. An hour had passed, and Tang Cai still hadn't stopped. He wanted to yawn a little, but he was afraid that Tang Cai would poke the makeup artist in his mouth, so he held back.

After another half an hour, Tang Cai finally started to paint his lip makeup.

The original lip shape is covered with concealer, the upper lip is thinned, and the corners of the mouth are drawn into a straight line.

"Okay." Tang Cai flicked the lip brush, straightened her waist, and her joints made a rattling sound.

Zong Ji couldn't wait to stand up, Tang Cai patted his overly lively shoulder: "Take it easy, be aggressive."

The young man stood still, imitating Qi Chongyan's expression when he was working seriously, his eyes were solid: "Is this so?"

Yu Yang took a deep breath, he saw the shadow of Qi Chongyan from Zong Ji, absolutely!

"Yes, that's it, keep it." Tang Cai admired his work, "Don't smile too much when you walk on the red carpet in the afternoon, just like this, just a little bit of arc, not too much, you know?"

Tang Cai hooked the corner of his mouth and demonstrated it. It was indeed a very slight arc, and he couldn't see it unless he was careful.

"Remember, you are a tough guy today! Especially the fierce one!"

Zong Ji evoked an imperceptible smile: "Remember."

The author has something to say: Chun'er: I'm super fierce, ouch~

Is the cover really ugly QAQ

感谢在2021-07-15?23:58:50~2021-07-16?23:59:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Brad x Ishka, squirrel mandarin fish? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: four small plants? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!