After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

Wendy pulled him to sit down in front of the makeup mirror, handed him a mobile phone, and talked to him about the hot search trend of #嘉秋杀# a few days ago.

"I was originally angry with that beauty blogger, and I accidentally said a few more words, but I didn't expect to go straight... Are you still listening?"

Qiao Zhihuan was holding the phone and smiling all over her face. It wasn't because of the funny editing, it was simply because this person played the suona really well.

The later suona version of "Mad Immortal" is also very good, powerful and domineering, but the suona version is no longer a fairy descending to earth, but a king patrolling the mountain.

"It's really good." Qiao Zhihuan noticed that Wendy stopped and looked at him, "It would be great if there is a chance to cooperate in the future."

At this time, Wendy was planning to apply lip makeup on him. Stardiv's new products were lined up on the table. The packaging was simple and luxurious, and the colors were quite bold. The one on the far left immediately caught Qiao Zhihuan's attention.

This is a purple-toned rose color with a matte texture, which looks quite picky on skin tones.The name of the lipstick is engraved in three languages ​​on the bottom of the lipstick, Toulouse's heart.

Wendy took the lipstick from him: "I love this one too! It's a bit mysterious and a bit sexy, isn't it?"

"Yes." Qiao Zhihuan nodded, "The others are actually pretty good, except this one."

He casually pointed to the peach-colored one at the other end: "This color, except for a young boy like Zhao Yingjie, who is suitable for it!"

Wendy slowly let go of his favorite Toulouse, smiled and unscrewed the peach-colored one.

The smile on Qiao Zhihuan's face disappeared instantly.

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After finishing the styling, Qiao Zhihuan returned to the studio. The atmosphere in the studio was obviously suppressed, and the rhythm of the staff's hands was also significantly accelerated. It turned out that the photographer had arrived.

The photographer, about forty years old, was standing in front of the computer with Stardiv's Pinxuan to select a film. On the computer, promotional pictures of various models and stars passed by like a lantern.

A few of them were fairly expressive, but the Stardiv people kept their faces cold, and the expression on the photographer's face became more and more impatient.

With a big brand and high requirements, it seems that Stardiv, the first party, is a bit tricky this time.

"...The new series is about to be launched, we shouldn't waste time on inexperienced young boys." The photographer said to Pinxuan, "Supermodel Kate will fly back to Paris tomorrow, I'll make an appointment with her—"

Pinxuan raised his hand to interrupt him, and turned to Qiao Zhihuan with a standard smile.

The photographer noticed the change in Pinxuan, and turned his head too. With his hands behind his back, he scanned Qiao Zhihuan up and down like a scrutiny.

The boy was wearing a complicated retro white shirt, his brown hair was combed back slightly, revealing his deep-set eyebrows and eyes, a beam of white light flashed by, forcing him to frown and close his eyes, and his slender light brown eyelashes were clearly illuminated.

At first glance, he gave the photographer the most intuitive feeling that he is very star-like.

When the bright light hits, even closing your eyes and frowning is like wearing a slow-motion filter, which is very atmospheric.

Snapped.The light was turned off.

The strong light source disappeared, and Qiao Zhihuan's vision gradually recovered. Among the busy crowd, he saw Ye Cike standing next to the lamp.

Today's Teacher Ye is wearing a black lace shirt, with a narrow tucked-up waistline looming. Standing in the darkness, he looks like a poisoned rose.

Ye Cike pinched the light switch and looked at him through the crowd.

A camera assistant rushed to his side and took the switch while apologizing in French.

Stardiv Pinxuan also walked over to shake hands with Ye Cike, and introduced to the photographer next to him that this is one of today's models, the star of "Adam in the Wasteland", Ye Cike.

When the photographer heard the name of "Adam in the Wasteland", he took a serious look at him and reached out his hand: "I like your movie very much, 'Adam'."

Ye Cike restrained his handshake, greeted them politely and indifferently, his deep voice was heard intermittently through the crowd, he didn't seem to have any abnormalities, and he didn't seem to be affected by the rumors on the Internet at all.

Without saying a few words, the three of them suddenly cast their eyes on Qiao Zhihuan at the same time. Ye Cike beckoned him to come over, and He Pinxuan and the photographer introduced him: "This is Zhihuan, the most popular person in our show now."

Qiao Zhihuan greeted each of them.

The photographer examined him with extremely critical eyes, and suddenly asked, "Ballet? Figure skating?"

Qiao Zhihuan's shoulders are straight and his body is stretched. From a distance, he is a narrow and slender type, but when he is observed closely, he can see that his body is full of tight and slender muscles. He is not only full of strength, but also has a kind of elegant beauty.This kind of muscle group needs years of flexibility and balance training to achieve. The photographer has seen many people, so he can infer from experience whether he has learned ballet or figure skating.

Qiao Zhihuan smiled faintly: "Chinese classical dance."

I don't know how the translator next to me explained it, but the photographer's eyes lit up inexplicably: "Then can you walk on the wall? Can you jump up the tower?"

Qiao Zhihuan was serious: "We don't jump, we just fly."

Photographer: "?!"

Stardiv's Pinxuan held back a smile to smooth things over, greeted the staff to take their positions, and started filming.

Filming officially begins.

This kung fu fan photographer does not take quantitative snapshots, but carefully considers each shot, constantly replacing light sources, foreground props, etc., which belongs to the type of excellence.

Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike took a few groups alone, and then collaborated in two or three groups. The photographer suddenly frowned and raised his head from behind the camera: "Do you two have a bad relationship?"

Qiao Zhihuan understood, it was dissatisfaction with their cooperation.

He is not inexperienced in two-dimensional shooting, and the photographer is quite satisfied when shooting alone, but after Ye Cike came on stage, he always felt that the other party was a little out of shape, and even with him he was a lot more cautious, and he did not dare to pose in two. The placement is too out of the box, and the overall effect is not much better after thinking about it.

"Sorry. It's my problem." Next to him, Ye Cike said in French.

Although the photographer was still joking before the shooting, he would not relax at all due to work requirements.The photographer stopped the shooting and said sternly: "Take a break for 15 minutes and find out how you are!"

As soon as the filming stopped, Ye Cike's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed. He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, finally showing a trace of fatigue.

Qiao Zhihuan looked over with concern, but he lowered his eyes to avoid it, and only whispered, "Today is my problem, I'll go out and make adjustments."

After speaking, he left the studio without looking back.

After getting along during this period of time, Qiao Zhihuan felt that Ye Cike should be a person with a strong sense of boundaries. He was not sure if the present and the past would make him feel abrupt, but action preceded reason. When he realized it, he had already stood by Ye Cike Outside the door of Ke's lounge.

Qiao Zhihuan knocked lightly on the door several times, but there was no answer from inside.

He was a little worried about Ye Cike's condition, and after asking in a low voice, he directly opened the door of the lounge.

He only took one look at the scene behind the door, and immediately felt suffocated.

The whole lounge was empty, all white, not even a chair.

Ye Cike stood in front of the window, as if looking out of the window, but when he looked closely, all the windows were tightly covered by white plastic aluminum panels.

Fortunately, it was daytime, and the interior was still hazy and somewhat bright. If the shooting went on at night, it was hard to imagine what the room would look like.

The owner of the house seemed to be running away from something almost in fear, trying to shut himself in a vacuum.

He suddenly thought of the Ewenki painter in "The Deer".She has a keen perception that is almost fragile. She touches the world with this power and draws beautiful paintings with flesh and soul. At the same time, this sensitivity is the rope that strangles her neck.

And a long time ago, in the movie "The Pianist on the Sea" he watched, 88 keys are enough to form the entire world of the protagonist 1900, allowing him to use music to describe different emotions and interpret different people, but these 88 black and white demons also constitute His cage, he stood on the cruise ship, and he didn't even have the courage to step into the chaotic world.

Seeing this suffocatingly empty room, Qiao Zhihuan suddenly thought, what kind of world does Ye Cike see in his eyes?

Ye Cike has always been sharp, but this time, when he got very close, Ye Cike broke free from the invisible shackles and turned his head slowly.

He stood with the only light source behind his back, and his whole body was shaped into a beautiful sculpture by light and shadow.

His eyes drifted as if they were out of focus. Before his eyes could focus, Qiao Zhihuan suddenly took a step forward and gently embraced him on her shoulders.

He didn't know what Ye Cike was looking at, what he was thinking, and he didn't know why he came here, let alone how his mother was in the ward. The explanation is to let him pull out those painful wounds and experience it again.

Qiao Zhihuan knew that he couldn't empathize with him, and knew that it was difficult to share his pressure, but he just wanted to tell Ye Cike in the simplest way that someone was by your side.

Qiao Zhihuan didn't say anything, just stroked his slightly curly hair, and gently brushed his back with his right hand.

Because of practicing dance for a long time, Ye Cike's body fat rate has been maintained at a very low level. Through the thin skin, he can clearly feel the veins and ups and downs of every muscle in him, as well as the tiny pulse brought by his heartbeat.

Ye Cike was obviously a little cautious. Although he just lightly pressed his forehead against Qiao Zhihuan's left shoulder, this small touch made all the muscles on his back tense with tension.

This reminded Qiao Zhihuan of the rescued big cat. At first, he hid vigilantly in the corner, hunched over fiercely, and after finally understanding the breeder's kindness, he gradually became gentle and docile.

He felt that the current Ye Cike was like a lion lost in front of him.

He is like a very patient breeder. He didn't disturb Ye Cike's thoughts with unnecessary words or actions, but just accompanied him with Jing Jing, waiting for his tense nerves to gradually ease, and his tense muscles to relax a little bit. .

The room was completely silent, and Ye Cike's breathing was very heavy and clear.

I don't know how long it took before Ye Cike spoke in a low voice, his voice seemed to be muffled in his neck: "Did you...have a very happy life since childhood."

Qiao Zhihuan paused for a second, then interrupted with a smile: "It's not easy to practice dance. Didn't your teacher beat you with a ruler when you were young?"

Ye Cike raised his head from his shoulder, and smiled rarely: "I have been beaten. When I was young, I was fond of playing and didn't want to work hard. My mother beat me hard with a one-inch wide ruler. Until now, I feel scalped when I see that wide ruler. numb."

This seemed to be the first time Ye Cike spoke about himself.

Qiao Zhihuan teased him and told him some interesting stories about his childhood. The two of them talked, and Ye Cike felt a lot more relaxed.

After a few words, Ye Cike suddenly changed his serious tone: "Actually, the photographer's dissatisfaction is not just a matter of our cooperation."

"anymore question?"

Ye Cike avoided answering, he asked Qiao Zhihuan to sit in the lounge and wait for him, but he turned around and left the lounge.

About 10 minutes later, he returned with an aluminum toolbox.

Qiao Zhihuan had seen this toolbox at the recording base, and it seemed to be used by Ye Cike for makeup.

Qiao Zhihuan was about to get up, but Ye Cike pressed down on his shoulder, "Carry it on your back."

Qiao Zhihuan was a little confused, but she obediently sat down with her back to him.

Ye Cike asked behind him: "Can you believe me?"

Qiao Zhihuan blurted out: "I believe."

"it is good."

He only heard the sound of fabric shattering, and his back suddenly felt cold.

Ye Cike followed his neckline and tore the fabric behind him completely.