Perfect idol [entertainment circle]

Landing.

Che Bai, who had regained consciousness, combed his hair with his hands, and walked out of the cabin carrying a box containing daily necessities for two people.

He noticed that after Kong Zhengchu took out his phone, he looked at him and blinked his beautiful eyes.

Che Bai tilted his head slightly: "Zhengchu?"

The young man bent his eyes and put the phone screen in front of his eyes: "I took it on the plane."

——"Does it look good?"

After finishing speaking, he showed an expression of 'waiting for praise'.

Che Bai glanced at the photo, then looked at the exquisite Kong Zhengchu, and described the facial features of the young man with his eyes.

"Ah."

He nodded in agreement: "It looks good."

The robot put away the phone contentedly, and followed him leisurely.

******

The two walked to the fan gathering place.

Fans lined up neatly, holding posters or self-made albums, with exquisite makeup on their faces, and their expressions were full of anticipation.

After Kongzheng first came into view of the fans, commotion broke out in the crowd.

The robot smiled and waved to the fans, then put up a finger, pressed it against his lips, and let out a soft 'shh'.

His emerald green eyes were curved like crescent moons, and his expression was cheerful, mixed with tolerance and pampering.

It's like meeting a breeder's kitten.

The fans fell silent for an instant, staring at him unblinkingly.

Che Bai sighed involuntarily: No matter how many times I watch it, I still feel that Zhengchu's control over fans is incredible.

Because Kongzhengchu is used to holding an orderly small meeting when boarding and disembarking the plane, which will not cause trouble to other passengers, so Fang Ze got in touch with the staff at the London airport in advance and won a lot of money. The right to be forced to go through the VIP channel.

Of course, on the contrary-

Kong Zhengchu had to manage his fans well.

When fans started to gather, the security guards near the airport were a little nervous.

Afterwards, they were numbered by No. 98 in advance. After a short exchange, they knew where they were standing, and immediately lined up in an orderly manner without any guidance from the staff.

Even if I can't hold it back and want to share my journey of chasing idols with people around me, I will subconsciously control the volume.

This kind of thing like littering has never happened.

The staff were amazed.

then.

When Kong Zhengchu walked to the front of the queue and began to sign autographs and take photos with fans——

He keenly noticed that many staff members were looking at him.

His eyes were full of curiosity, without any trace of malice.

Kong Zhengchu: ...

Bewildered.

The robot, who didn't know that his fans helped him gain a wave of favorability from passers-by, couldn't figure out the reason, and decisively cast aside the eyes of others, and focused on interacting with fans.

Che Bai stood behind him silently.

——It's so dazzling.

#Every day I feel that chasing Zhengchu is an impossible thing#

The man lowered his eyes and was silently depressed for a few seconds.

******

evening.

Kong Zhengchu said goodbye to the fans who came to pick him up at the airport, and boarded the car to the hotel.

This ad was more troublesome to shoot.

The producer hopes to produce an innovative advertisement, abandoning the simple style of less than 30 seconds and taking the dreamy route.

Kong Zhengchu needed to change three sets of clothes, make different styles, shoot different short films, and then synthesize them in post-production.

the next day.

Kong Zhengchu arrived at the shooting location on time: an ancient castle.

The director of the commercial has made several internationally renowned blockbusters and has a very high social status.

He has his own shooting team, with European faces from top to bottom.

The robot with three-dimensional facial features and a pair of green eyes is barely in the same style as them.

——The white of the car becomes more prominent.

10 minutes later, the director arrived.

Pittman Gary walked into the set slowly, scanning around with his dark green eyes.

His eyes stopped on Che Bai.

After taking his seat, the director who didn't memorize the actor's information pointed to Bai Bai, and said casually, "Hurry up and put on makeup and change clothes."

Kong Zhengchu: ...

Che Bai: ...

--got the wrong person?

The robot hesitated for a while, then explained: "Mr. Gary, I am your subject."

Pittman paused.

Only then did he observe Kong Zhengchu carefully.

"……Feel sorry."

He suppressed the amazement in his eyes, started to adjust the machine again, and said casually: "My memory is not very good."

Kong Zhengchu smiled politely.

"Cough, please come with me." The costumer walked up to the robot in good time and resolved the embarrassing situation, "I'll take you to change clothes."

"it is good."

Kong Zhengchu responded.

******

The theme of the shooting is: Prince's Day.

Compared with historical records, the prince that Kong Zhengchu will play is closer to what human beings imagined—a perfect nobleman.

His first outfit was pajamas.

The time set in the fragment is: early morning.

The young man lying on the big bed slowly opened his eyes.

The quilt slipped off his body, revealing his delicate collarbone.

His facial features are extremely beautiful, there seems to be sleepiness in the pupils hidden in the stars, and the pride in the brows and eyes.

After a while, he got out of bed and stood in front of the full-length mirror.

Pajamas were thrown to the floor.

— anyone can guess what he's doing.

The screen turns.

On to the second scene.

study.

The young man who had changed his clothes was sitting at the desk, holding a quill pen in his slender white fingers.

He seemed to be dealing with chores, writing one after another good-looking characters with the nib of his pen.

Scattered light spots floated in the room.

The atmosphere is quiet and serious.

There is only the sound of writing '唰唰' in the room.

The scene changes again.

The young people put on brand-new, solemn dresses.

He stood in the center of the stage in a personable manner, and said something gently, with words and smiles, capturing the hearts of all the guests.

The princess of the neighboring country stretched out her hand to him with graceful steps——

He returned the salute with a smile, and stepped onto the dance floor with the princess.

The last scene was shot in the original bedroom.

The young man lowered his eyelashes with a faint smile on his lips.

He raised his hand and took off the crown on his head.

The messy black hair made his lips red and his teeth white, coupled with the lighting - like a thick and colorful ink painting, it has a heart-pounding charm.

The moment the crown touched the counter, the screen went black——

Immediately, the bright golden logo surfaced.

——Prince of flower body.

This watch has always been named after 'Prince'.

In addition to the final logo, the style of the watch will be inserted before each scene transition in the later stage.

That's why the director shoots in sequence from morning to night.

After shooting.

Pittman Gary took the initiative to exchange contact information with Kong Zhengchu.

"Kong, I look forward to working with you in the future." The internationally renowned director changed his indifference when we first met, and said with a smile, "I really like you so much."

I liked the face when I first saw it.

Like people after getting along.

After a pause, he asked bluntly, "Kong, do you have a lover now?"

Che Bai: ...

So simply? !

The little assistant was shocked.

Pittman glanced at Che Bai, provocative in his eyes.

Che Bai: ...

He ignored Pittman's slightly childish eyes, looked at Kong Zhengchu with trepidation, and slightly pricked up his ears——

Answer quickly.

He urged nervously in his heart.

"No." Kong Zhengchu shook his head, "I don't plan—at least until I quit the circle, I don't plan to fall in love."

what.

Why should I change my words halfway?

The robot walked away for a while.

"yes."

Pittman sighed regretfully: "Although you rejected my confession, I still look forward to our next cooperation."

His words

It is almost equal to 'I will definitely ask you to act in my future plays'.

Kong Zhengchu held Pittman's outstretched hand and smiled: "Me too."

—“Goodbye, Mr. Gary.”

He boarded the plane back home with Che Bai.