Why did I bring forty pounds of bricks to the variety show?

Yue Lianzhou knew very well that Jiang Wangye would not get angry no matter how he was molested in private, and would even actively cooperate if the molestation was successful.

But not in public.

Jiang Xiaoxing loves face, and the burden of being an idol is a ton.

The more so, the more someone likes to tease him.

There were people coming and going in the studio, Jiang Wangye took a step to the side, the world's number one jungler had a top-notch reaction speed, and immediately followed up and posted it again, seemingly innocent: "What's the matter, Mr. Jiang? The chili for lunch is very delicious. Spicy."

His expression was innocent, and his voice was not high-pitched. Some people looked up curiously and then lowered their heads to busy with their work.

It's not a big deal to eat chili at noon... Uh, Teacher Jiang usually has a relatively light taste and doesn't like spicy food very much.It's nothing, who doesn't have a time to change their tastes.

Although everyone was quite busy and few dared to fish in troubled waters in front of the boss, Jiang Wangye still felt as if someone had glanced over his lips, as if he already knew what had happened.

The hot teacher Jiang frowned and warned him in a low voice: "If you talk nonsense again, you will be thrown out."

"So fierce?" Yue Lianzhou drew closer, "It's so cold outside, where will I sleep if Teacher Jiang throws me out?"

"It doesn't matter where you sleep." Although he said so, he didn't move his feet, keeping a close distance from people, until someone looked over, he suddenly took a step away, and looked at him pretendingly, "Leave I stay away."

understood.

Yue Lianzhou stuck to it again, and was pushed lightly.

Well, no push.

Teacher Jiang stuck to him with peace of mind and stopped talking.

Around three o'clock, everyone packed up and went to KINDE's studio.

As a high-end luxury, KINDE company not only has a studio, but also a professional makeup artist.

When Jiang Wangye arrived, the makeup artist Tony let out an exaggerated "Oops".

"You are Ono, right? Before I came here, they said you were so beautiful, but I still didn't believe it. Today, I saw that you are really beautiful."

As he said that, he reached out to touch his face, but was pinched by another hand stretched out from the side.

Yue Lianzhou stood expressionlessly.

Tony froze for a moment, then laughed dryly: "Boat team."

Yue Lianzhou glanced at Jiang Wangye first, then let go of his hand, and smiled: "Make up."

Jiang Wangye sat on the chair, and Tony honestly put on his makeup step by step.

When it was almost finished, Tony muttered softly: "Your boyfriend is so fierce."

Jiang Wangye did not speak.

KINDE has always followed the noble and glamorous route, and the new products also implement this style.

"Crown." The director of the promotional film explained his idea passionately, "Under the throne are many bones. The prince sits on a high throne with a crown embellished with gemstones on his head. Makes people want to conquer... Do you understand?"

"Understood." Jiang Wangye nodded.

The director was dubious: "Do you really understand?"

"Well. Come on."

There is no throne of bones in the actual shooting, not even the "crown" in the theme, only the whitewashed walls and the rings placed on the display stand.

The ring is sterling silver inlaid with red gemstones. The ring setting has only one circle without any decoration. It is covered with irregular scratches. There is a faint dark red in the scratches, which becomes more obvious when it reaches the gemstone, as if the underground magma converges to the The crater is about to erupt into a catastrophe.

Jiang Wangye changed into a set of cumbersome white ancient court aristocratic costumes, which bound him tightly like layers of shackles, and also showed his beautiful and thin waistline.

He stood there like a beautiful, ignorant little prince, the assistant director opened his mouth and said secretly, "It doesn't matter if you grow up like this, to be honest."

But to Jiang Wangye himself, this is not indifferent.

After he entered the room, he first looked at the shooting location.

The empty room was clear at a glance, but the display stand was exquisitely made, in the same style as the suit he was wearing.

"What you have to do is very simple, open the door and come in, pick up the ring." The director looked at the camera, ready to take a shot before talking.

Those who cooperate with KINDE are all actors and actresses at the level of movie kings, and they can understand them basically without saying anything.

But the one in front of him, not to mention the actor and actress, I heard that he is currently filming his first leading actor, and it is still a rural theme.

The director does not look down on country people, but KINDE's audience definitely does not include those who raise geese in the village.

Not to mention that the price of KINDE is not affordable by ordinary people, even those in the village who can afford it don't like this kind of frigidity.

I don't understand what the director is thinking, why he suddenly wants to cooperate with such a little star...

As the director thought about it, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the figure in the camera.

The arrogant and naive little prince entered the room.

This room is very similar to his clothes, and they are tightly imprisoning him, as if they want to seal up this precious and fragile gem forever.

The little prince took a look at the empty room. He was so arrogant that he couldn't even keep his gaze on the finely crafted display stand for a moment.

He just paused before he hurried past the display stand to attend another dance.

But suddenly, the little prince who had already passed by the display stand stopped.

He turned his head, as if he had finally discovered something, curiously looked at the ring on the table, and picked it up from the black velvet.

The little prince's skin was snow-white, and the moment his fingers rested on the black flannel, it looked like ice and snow were falling gently into the world. Those who saw this scene held their breath unconsciously.

The little prince who picked up the ring looked at the ring, his expression was not precious enough, and he was not very attached, as if he was still picky about what was in front of him.

Finally, the picky little prince was a little satisfied. He stretched out his right hand and put the ring on his ring finger.

The snow-white and slender fingers were held tightly by the ring, as if it could also firmly lock the person who wore it.

Just like the clothes on the little prince, and the blank room where he was imprisoned.

But at the moment when everyone was attracted by the ring on his hand, the little prince slowly closed his fingers, tightly holding what belonged to him, and finally showed a contemptuous and cruel smile at the camera.

It's like sending a letter of war to those who covet the treasures that belong to him.

Come, come and snatch, there is no shortage of bones under my throne.

It turned out that there were no shackles.

Only he would put on the clothes if he wanted to, this room would only be entered by him on his own initiative, and the ring would only belong to him with his permission.

He is arrogant and silent, fragile and dangerous, with a sharp sword light and inhuman cruelty, like magma that can swallow everything, dazzling but deadly.

But the beautiful little prince doesn't know that it's not the ring in his hand that makes people covet.

The author has something to say:

Yes, even though tough guys like to save face, they like to hang out with their boyfriends.