Please stop your ripping off

Xu Zhao was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly waved his hands.

"No! He probably doesn't even know who I am."

After all, he himself felt a little embarrassed, "Actually, I'm not that close to God A, it's just because we occasionally play two games. I know the gap between the two of us. I guess it's impossible for us to have any intersection in this life... gone."

Xie Zeyan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He didn't expect the word Ares to have such a high status in his heart.

"There will be in the future." Xie Zeyan said.

Xu Zhao only thought he was comforting himself, smiled slightly, and stopped the topic.

It was already noon when everyone arrived at the studio.

Feng Yi went forward to discuss the details of the shooting with them. It is said that this commercial is quite busy and troublesome. It will take some time just to make up the makeup of a few people, and it will probably be late at night when the shooting is over.

"I really don't understand, why did he report so long?" The final result made Feng Yi very angry, "The contract was written for two hours, but when he came here, he told me that it would take at least five hours , Five hours, you can play an entertainment game, but you have to go to this kind of place to shoot commercials."

He muttered indignantly, and Lao Shi next to him patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Don't think so, at least you have money."

"There's only money." Feng Yi complained.

The studio was very lively. It seemed that they were not the only ones who had rented the space. There were voices behind the green screen next door, mixed with the sound of guns and swords. It sounded like they were shooting a martial arts film.

Before entering the room, the makeup artist took stock of the number of people.

Finally settled on a name.

"King." The makeup artist looked at them and read it again, "Is the king not here?"

Fengshi's expression froze suddenly.

Everyone didn't speak, just looked at Lao Shi.

Lao Shi sighed: "He retired, he left in the morning, don't worry about it... let's shoot ours."

"Retired." The makeup artist's tone was a bit regretful, "My son likes him so much, I still want to take this opportunity to get him an autograph to go back, alas."

Liuliu lowered his head in frustration.

They all knew when the king left.

The soundproofing of the room in the club was not good, and he would be woken up by the slightest movement next door. It was just after six o'clock in the morning, when he was sleeping soundly, he heard the sound of the wheels of the suitcase rubbing against the floor.

Liuliu thought he was a person who didn't like being sad very much, but this time he really couldn't help it.

As he said, Xie Nanfeng's career came to an end after the regional competition.

They didn't even give them an extra day.

Liuliu sniffed secretly while he couldn't help but stop the sourness in the corners of his eyes.

There were two little girls standing in the dressing room, who were sent by the organizer to do makeup for them. There were rows of clothes on the shelf next to them, and they frowned at the weird colors.

Seeing them coming in, the little girl smiled at them, maybe it was because she had been doing it for a long time, the corners of her mouth raised in the same way, and Fengshi got goosebumps all over her body.

"No... you don't want to paint very flowers, do you?"

Feng Shi looked at the miscellaneous colorful oil paints on the table, and imagined the picture of that thing appearing on his face, somewhat unbearable.

The little girl nodded and showed them the shooting introduction.

Because the game they came to endorse had a gaudy skin, but the sales have not been increasing. It happened that QW and the others were shining in the regional competition, so the company sent them over without hesitation.

On the surface, it is said that they are asked to shoot commercials, but in fact they are shooting black history.

Fengshi and Liuliu wailed and were pressed on the chairs, allowing the little girl to manipulate them, and the noise echoed in the entire dressing room.

As people from the wave with good innate conditions, Xie Zeyan and Xu Zhao escaped their ravages.

Xie Zeyan was busy dealing with those rumors, and when he was a little careless, the little boy around him ran away.

When he finished explaining and went to find someone, he found that the other party had already become one with the costumer.

"Would this look better?"

Xu Zhao looked at the clothes in front of him.

The costumer introduced it to him with a smile, saying that this is the best-selling dress in their company online, and it sells very fast.

Xu Zhao was a little embarrassed: "Then... are there other styles?"

"Other styles?" The costumer didn't understand.

"It's that kind. Doesn't your company always produce two sets of clothes? Shouldn't there be another one that is similar to this one, just... love, love..."

Xu Zhao held back for a long time but was too embarrassed to say those two words.

The costumer smiled: "Couple style?"

Xu Zhao nodded with a blushing face.

"The other one for couples here is women's, it might be a bit strange for you boys to wear it." The costumer took out a set from the pile of clothes and handed it to Xu Zhao, "Look who it is for. "

Xu Zhao originally wanted to wear the women's style by himself, and gave up the men's style.

but……

Why didn't anyone tell him that this kind of dress has a deep v-neck?

Seeing the precarious pieces of fabric in his hands, Xu Zhao was silent for a long time.

Are all the cosplay costumes they released in this game so revealing?

If I remember correctly, this should be a gunfight...

Is there really nothing wrong with wearing this kind of cheongsam in a gunfight game?

Xu Zhao became more and more embarrassed.

At this moment, Xie Zeyan approached him and jokingly said, "What are you thinking?"

Xu Zhao was taken aback, and hurriedly stuffed the clothes back, and replied in a panic: "It's nothing, I'm just looking."

"Then you've been picking and choosing here for a long time... Could it be that you want to wear a couple outfit with me?" Xie Zeyan raised an eyebrow.

The person in front of him turned red again visible to the naked eye.

The costume designer has been in the industry for many years, so he can naturally understand the atmosphere of pink bubbles around the two of them. He coughed lightly, and then pretended to be busy and walked to other places.

Seeing him leave, Xie Zeyan didn't restrain himself, and leaned forward a little, "Why don't you speak, answer me, young master."

Under his semi-coercion, Xu Zhao forcibly resisted the urge to find a crack in the ground and responded softly.

"It'd be nice to be honest." Xie Zeyan chuckled, "But I don't want you to wear this kind of thing to shoot commercials... If you want to wear it, you have to wait for no one to show it to me, you know?"

Xu Zhao's face was flushed, and he was so flustered that he didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Xie Zeyan was rarely in a good mood, so he closed the topic, picked up the suit that Xu Zhao had picked out just now, and asked, "How about I go to the dresser and ask, we all wear this?"

Xu Zhao hesitated, then nodded.

Although he wanted them to look more compatible, that women's dress... really couldn't be worn out.

"Good boy." Xie Zeyan raised his hand and rubbed his head, then went to find the dressmaker.

The costume designer gave a very good suggestion, and took out the old version of the clothes they designed before. Although the two look similar in style, there are some subtle differences, and the intimacy between the two is guaranteed to the maximum extent on the premise of not breaking the contract.

The wind lion next to him was exhausted after being tossed.

He slumped on the chair and watched two figures suddenly appear in front of him.

The styles of the suits the two of them were wearing were similar, but they felt different abruptly, like a rich boy and a dandy young master, their auras matched unexpectedly well.

It is completely different from their style of painting with full face makeup.

The wind lion looked at them and was silent for a long time.

Then he raised his hand and poked Liuliu next to him, and asked in a very firm tone, "Does the makeup artist have any opinions on us?"

Liuliu smiled wryly, but no matter how you looked at it, that smile was forced out.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame us for not having such a good face."

"Then if you give me Ze Yan's clothes, will I be able to wear this feeling?"

Liuliu hissed, "He is a dandy, you can only be regarded as a landowner."

After all, he patted Fengshi's stomach, in exchange for a burst of unconvinced scolding from the other side.

"Can't you afford it? If I were a landowner, you would at best be a poor peasant working for me!"

"What are you doing? Why don't you tell the truth? You're in a hurry, right?"

Xie Zeyan raised his eyebrows and watched them making a fuss, and found a chair for his young master to sit down.

When Feng Yi finished his work and went into the dressing room to urge them, his eyes lit up when he saw the two sitting in the corner.

"Why didn't I realize that you are so suitable for this kind of clothes before!" Feng Yi looked at the two of them from left to right, "No, next time we will take the photos for our official blog, you two must let you take them! It's so pretty."

The old umbrella who was quietly dressed next to him smiled and said, "They are really the faces of our team."

"That's not right, tsk, let me tell you, with your image packaging, you can definitely receive a lot of advertisements at once."

Feng Yi's nature was exposed, he stroked his chin and calculated with Lao Shi beside him, "Do you think they are suitable for that brand? What is it called..."

"Fenghua." Lao Shi raised his chin at the two pillars, "In two days, I will post them on Weibo with more dressing up, buy some marketing and boast, this is a new cash cow."

A certain dandy took great advantage of their compliments, and agreed with a smile. On the other hand, the rich young man next to him seemed a little awkward.

"Brother Yan."

Xu Zhao pulled the girdle on his body, and asked in a low voice, "This...doesn't it look too strange?"

Xie Zeyan's gaze swept over his waist, and his eyes darkened.

"It's not surprising, it's pretty nice."

Really nice.

He was already unbelievably beautiful, but now he was a little more handsome against the backdrop of the black clothes, but it was the waist that was tightly grasped that added a sense of vulnerability.

"Really?" Xu Zhao moved his belt, "I just feel that the way they look at me is a little strange."

It was such a simple action that opened a gap in the front of the clothes, and the fair skin suddenly broke into sight.

However, he didn't realize that something was wrong, so he just tossed and tucked his clothes.

……

Xie Zeyan turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

Now that there are so many people, he still wants to be a gentleman.

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