After arguing with the wealthy husband

Yi Ran turned on the camera silently, switched to the front camera, tilted his head to the left, and then to the right, always feeling weird.

The make-up teacher looked at him with a smile on his face, "Do you want to have a beautification?"

"Beauty?" Yi Ran turned his head to look at her with a dazed expression, and then looked at the software in his mobile phone under her signal.

I have to say that Yi Ran is only 22 years old, but he lives like an old cadre.The most trendy thing on his mobile phone is Weibo. There are no other selfie software, short video software or even games.

In the past, he was also a rich second generation who liked to have fun, but since he was reborn and returned, those things have made him lose interest.

How can someone who has died once still be playful?

"Forget it, let's shoot like this." Yi Ran pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly, looking at himself reflected on the phone screen, trying to smile normally and gently.

As it turns out, the flammable skin under the high-definition front camera looks so good that actresses would be jealous.Coupled with the long-haired headgear and the makeup that the makeup teacher just finished, he doesn't need retouching and filters at all, and he looks like a handsome boy.

Just this one.He thought silently, and posted a Weibo under the surprised gaze of the make-up teacher.

[flammable r: today. [Picture]]

This simple and crude copywriting is probably only thought of by Yan Ran, who was forced to operate.He looked at the picture a few more times, and after confirming that there was no problem, he pressed the send button.

Immediately afterwards, the notification bell rang, Yi Ran directly muted the phone, turned off the screen, and looked up at the make-up teacher at the side.

"Teacher, can I change my clothes?"

The makeup teacher nodded kindly, "Well, it's fine."

As soon as the words fell, An Li knocked on the door with the ironed clothes and entered the dressing room, "The clothes are brought, do you want to change now?"

"It's just right, Sister An Li." Yi Ran got up, took the clothes and walked towards the cubicle in the corner, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not easy to wear ancient costumes. Didn't Mr. Chen come with you?" The make-up teacher glanced at the door, frowning slightly.

An Li shook her head, "Teacher Chen is still in the dressing room next door..."

Next door is the heroine's dressing room, a young flower with good resources and popularity recently.I don't know why, but she has been prejudiced against Yi Ran from the very beginning, and she was very perfunctory when it came to acting.

He's not very talkative, and he's extremely coquettish, even worse than Qi Panpan.

An Li was worried about Yi Ran, why did he meet all the newcomers in the industry...

The make-up teacher saw that An Li must have suffered from it just now, so her brows were furrowed even deeper.She reached out and patted An Li's shoulder, "It's okay, I'll call him."

The flammable clothes are not very easy to wear, and you must pay attention to every part.Now I can't get the shape right, and the director is going to start filming soon, and they have to be the ones who are running around in a hurry.With that in mind, she went directly to the dressing room next door.

When entering the dressing room, Yi Ran realized that he had three layers of clothes inside and three layers outside.I have to say that the costumes of the production team are still very good, every piece of clothing is very textured, but it is still a bit difficult for him to wear this piece of clothing by himself.

After fiddling for a long time, he only put on the middle coat, and he really didn't know where to start with the outer one.

Walking out of the cubicle with the clothes in his arms, Yi Ran saw that Mr. Chen and the make-up teacher were confronting each other.He was stunned and didn't know what to do, when he saw Mr. Chen, who was in charge of clothing styling, walking over with a stinky face.

"The order of these pieces is not like this, and your button is not right, take it off and put it on again." He angrily pulled the flammable clothes.

Yi Ran avoided his hand with embarrassment on his face, "Teacher, I will do it myself." Then he took off the few pieces that he had put on with great difficulty, revealing the vest he was wearing inside.Fortunately, the pants are fine, otherwise he would be embarrassed to death now.

"How can you wear this underneath? It affects the texture of the clothes, take it off quickly!" Teacher Chen said and went to pull his vest again.

feather.

creek.

alone.

Family.

After taking off this dress, the flammable upper body will be completely exposed to the air.Teacher Chen, who is in charge of clothing and styling, is a man, which is fine, but there are two women, An Li and the makeup teacher, so it is not convenient for him to be "naked".

The make-up teacher finally couldn't stand it any longer, and secretly rolled his eyes, "Old Chen, hurry up and dress him up, the two of us avoid it."

This is the first time Yi Ran has seen the makeup teacher who always smiles so badly, it can be seen what the stylist Chen did in the dressing room next door.

With that in mind, he obediently followed the request of the stylist teacher and took off his vest.

The fair skin was exposed, matched with the faintly visible pectoral and abdominal muscles.

Although Yi Ran is thin, after the previous month's intensive training and physical training, his figure has become much stronger, even though he is still thin now.

Lao Chen looked him up and down, his brows and eyes softened a lot, and it could even be said that he had a little color.

"I didn't expect you to be hiding something."

Yi Ran felt chills down his spine from his gaze, "Mr. Chen...well, which one should I wear?"

"Hey, let's talk about it!" He said and went to the jacket, and put it on him involuntarily.

Yi Ran felt something was wrong but didn't dare to resist, and asked him to dress herself awkwardly.

When the makeup was fixed, another stylist changed the clothes for him. He never said that the vest would affect the texture of the clothes, and the order of wearing the clothes was not like this...

Just as he was wondering, he heard Lao Chen say "Oops", "I'm sorry, I wore it wrong, and I have to take it off again."

As he spoke, Lao Chen went to pick off the flammable clothes again, his fingers brushing his waist again and again.

If Yi Ran didn't understand what was going on with him just now, but judging from the current situation, he can more or less understand the intention of those salty pig hands.

The flammable face turned cold, and the back molars were clenched, "Mr. Chen, your hand..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Lao Chen smiled at him with a greasy face, but his hand movements did not stop, "Look at you, a boy, how do you maintain your skin so well? It's amazing to see. Envy!" As he spoke, he began to blatantly mop again, his hands directly touching his belly.

As soon as Yi Ran tried to block it, Qiao Zixi's voice came from the door, "Yi Ran, have you changed your clothes yet?"

Old Chen was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand. Yi Ran took the opportunity to take his own vest and put it on. Thinking that Qiao Zixi came just in time, he hurriedly replied, "Not yet. Brother Qiao, come in!"

Qiao Zixi agreed and entered the room, and saw the stylist Chen took the clothes on the hanger with a disappointed face and threw them to Yan Ran, "Put this on first."

Yi Ran calmly took the clothes and put them on silently.There was nothing wrong with his face, except that he didn't have his usual smile.

The atmosphere in the room was indescribably weird. Qiao Zixi sat aside with a wrinkled face trying to adjust, but found that he couldn't get in the conversation at all.

Because the other two didn't talk at all.

When the flammable clothes were finished, Lao Chen turned his head and went out, and also gave Qiao Zixi a glare.

"Yi Ran, what's wrong with me? The stylist's eyes just now..." Qiao Zi was puzzled.

"It's nothing, I'm too stupid to wear clothes." He smiled and shook his head, "Let's go there quickly, or we'll be scolded if we're late."

Qiao Zixi opened his mouth to say something more, but he felt Yi Ran's avoidance of this matter, so he didn't say anything in the end.

What is certain is that something unpleasant must have happened just before he came in.

Qiao Zixi was walking side by side with him. He had heard of a stylist surnamed Chen in the industry for a long time. by him……

He turned his head to look at Yi Ran with a calm expression beside him, and couldn't help reaching out and grabbing him.

"Flammable, did the stylist just now—"

"Brother Qiao." Yi Ran interrupted him, the corners of his lips still had that very friendly smile, but at this time, that smile made Qiao Zixi feel helpless no matter how he looked at it.

"Don't think about it, it's all right."

Qiao Zixi hated iron for being weak, "Flammable, you really need to change your temperament, otherwise you will suffer in this circle sooner or later."

Are you at a disadvantage?He still has a sense of proportion, but he doesn't want to complicate things.

It's never a wise move for an actor to fight with the stylist on the set.

In fact, if Qiao Zixi hadn't arrived in time just now, he might really explode.But since there is a softer way, it is really unnecessary for him to beat him up again.

After all, it was ugly, and no one could benefit from it.

"Small intolerance can lead to big plans", this is what the death of the previous life told him.

What's more, he will be on the set for three or four months, and there will be plenty of time to solve this matter in the future, so why rush?

Thinking of this, Yi Ran patted Qiao Zixi on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't suffer."

"You... ugh!"

*

"He Jinyue, come back with me." Nie Zheng involuntarily pulled the wrist of the woman sitting in front of the bar.

The woman's hair was a bit disheveled under the lights at the moment. She shook off Nie Zheng's hand and looked at him with a dazed expression, "Nie Yu? You're here!"

As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hooked him to her chest with a sweet smile, "Come on, have a drink with me!"

Nie Zheng froze, and pulled her arm away, "He Jinyue, are you crazy for riding a horse?"

Winnie, who lost his hand, was taken aback for a moment, then reached out and grabbed his collar, his eyes were red, "I'm crazy! Nie Yu, I think you're crazy!"

There was a lot of noise in the bar, and the noise here was nothing at all, and no one paid attention to the two of them.

Nie Zheng was pulled forward by her, there was almost no distance between the two, and even their breaths were intertwined messily.

His collar was wrinkled by her, and his brows were also wrinkled into a word "Chuan".

"Winnie, wake up." He opened her hand finger by finger, and took a step back to keep a distance from her.

Winnie also sobered up a little now, she twitched the corners of her lips bitterly, "I still like it when you call me by my name."

"..." Nie Zheng didn't speak. He looked at the embarrassed woman in front of him, but finally couldn't bear it anymore, and carried the bag for her, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Nie Yu," her face was hidden in the shadows, "When will you turn around and take a look at He Jinyue?"

Nie Zheng's hand stopped, and his lips were tightly pressed into a line.

The music in the bar was deafening, trying to drown the two in a carnival atmosphere.

It's just a pity that these two people seem so out of place.

After a while, he opened his mouth, "It's been so many years, haven't you given up yet?"

Winnie laughed twice, raised the unfinished glass of wine on the bar, looked through the glass and fell on Nie Zheng, "It's been so many years, have you given up?"

"..." His eyelashes trembled slightly, but a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

give up?Does he qualify?This is his debt, and it will take a lifetime to repay.

"Let's go, I'll take you home." He repeated and reached out to grab her sleeve.

Winnie shook him off hard, raised her head and downed the unfinished glass of wine.