Actor, super afraid of falling off the horse [Entertainment]

After the filming of "The Dark Line", Jiang Huai returned to his usual peaceful life of stroking cats, looking at Ji Zelan's works, and calling Ji Zelan on a daily basis.

Lin Yang looked at the opposite person who was paralyzed on the sofa and stroking the cat and sighed.

"Jianghuai, you may not be able to survive your retirement life."

"Ah—?" Jiang Huai raised his head buried on the belly of the bean bag.

"Are there any new jobs you want to take? You just finished filming "The Dark Line" and don't take any high-intensity jobs. I'm lazy and can't stand tossing around." Jiang Huai yawned paralyzed on the sofa.

Lin Yang's forehead twitched.

"Jiang Huai! You are also a new actor! A person with millions of fans! You are so lazy, when will you reach the pinnacle of your acting career?"

Lin Yang was so angry that he wanted to jump up and smash the work report he received on Jianghuai's face, then shook his head and said coquettishly, "I'm quitting!"Serve whoever you love! 'But when I thought that this guy was brought out by myself, I could only force myself to comfort myself.

"Bring it by yourself, bring it by yourself, even the ancestors have to kneel down to finish it"

Lin Yang gritted his back molars, calmed down his thoughts of kicking Jiang Huai off the roof, and said angrily.

"Hey, for the cover shoot of DIM magazine, their magazines have always invited popular and well-reviewed artists. After waiting for so long, it's finally here." Lin Yang leaned back on the sofa.

"You have to accept this cover shoot job. You've been on vacation for several weeks, and if you stay at home again, you'll be dead." Lin Yang's tone was full of disgust.

Jiang Huai rolled over and sat up, holding the bean bag with a serious expression.

"You said that! I am suave and suave at any rate. I am a beautiful tree, and everyone loves me. How could I pass away so quickly." Jiang Huai yawned and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"When is DIM's magazine cover shoot?"

"the day after tomorrow"

"Okay, I got it. Huh—it's time to go to work again." Jiang Huai stood up and stretched himself.

"I'll go drink a glass of milk and sleep for a while, Brother Laurin will worry about the rest, ha—" He said and went into the kitchen.

Lin Yang only felt a pain in his head, why did he get involved with such an ancestor...

On the third day, DIM magazine JAC arrived as scheduled.

In the dressing room, the makeup artist's face was full of envy.

"Ah~ Xiao Huai's skin is really good, there are no dark circles and acne, tsk tsk, I like people like Xiao Huai who cherish their faces, and it's much easier to put on makeup."

Jiang Huai closed his eyes and asked the makeup artist to draw eyeliner. Hearing this, he pursed his lips and smiled shyly.

"The makeup artist sister's skin is also very good, I would like to thank the makeup artist sister for her skillful hands, hehe"

The makeup artist couldn't help but narrowed her eyes with a smile when she heard this, "Xiao Huai is really good at coaxing girls, her mouth is sweeter than honey."

Jiang Huai narrowed his eyes with a smile, and looked at the makeup artist, "I'm telling the truth, the makeup artist sister is very beautiful."

The makeup artist's face was full of joy, "Okay, okay, I'm not poor anymore, let me see how it goes."

Jiang Huai obediently raised his head for the other party to see.

"Look! I just said that Xiao Huai has a good background, just play around with it and you'll see it!"

The corners of the eyes, which were drooping slightly on weekdays, were deliberately drawn up, rubbing together with the clear and clean eyes, creating a strange scene.With romance, but also with a little ignorant innocence.His complexion is as fair as jade, and his lips are bright red, giving him the image of a young master of a western aristocrat.

The makeup artist made a heart-shaking gesture, "Ah, Xiao Huai! What kind of fairy are you! It's so beautiful that I cried."

Jiang Huai tilted his head and smiled at the makeup artist, "Thank you, makeup artist sister, for your compliment."

The make-up artist scratched Jiang Huai's hair, and said excitedly and happily: "Okay, okay, let's go, you are so poor."

The photographer called Jiang Huai aside, "Well... you should know what the theme of our issue is. When you sit on that chair later, what I hope to see is a king. You know me mean?"

Jiang Huai thought about it carefully, "I think, I should understand, I will try my best."

The photographer's eyes are serious, "I hope you will go all out"

Jiang Huai stared into each other's eyes for a while, "Well! I will do my best."

The photographer's serious expression was slightly relaxed, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Okay, I think you can do it!"

Jiang Huai nodded solemnly.

Jiang Huai sat on the throne wearing a gorgeous and heavy black and gold interlaced costume, the crown was slightly tilted.The black costume, the throne and the fair complexion form a stark contrast, adding a sense of mystery and nobility.

Jiang Huai crossed his legs and leaned back on the throne, raising his chin indifferently.Holding the armrest with one hand and propping his chin with the other, the gorgeous and heavy clothes were spread layer upon layer on the throne and the ground.There was indifference and an unpredictable smile in his eyes.

The photographer saw Jiang Huai like this excitedly, "Yes, yes, this is what I think! This is the real king in my mind!"

The photographer seized the right angle and took wild shots. After finishing the work, he chose the photos with regret, "Tsk tsk, each one is so perfect, and any one is suitable for the cover-what a pity, no! I must be in this issue of the magazine. Add a column in Riga! How can such a good work not be known to the world! This is the loss of art!"

The photographer muttered there alone for a long time and left in a hurry. It is said that he was going to the editor-in-chief to discuss adding a column.

Probably, people who engage in art have more or less personalities... um... special.Jiang Huai thought to himself.

After confirming that there was nothing to reshoot, Jiang Huai packed up his things and left.

As a result, the next day...

"What did you say?!! I have to take another shot?" Jiang Huai was shocked and displeased.

"Ahem, DIM magazine said that your group of photos yesterday was so good that they wanted to create a special column for you, and continue to shoot today." Lin Yang touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, he knew the temper of the little ancestor .The lazy ones don't want to come to the second time if they can solve it once.

"There's nothing wrong with increasing the exposure, and besides, your group of photos is really suitable for their theme of this issue." Lin Yang persuaded earnestly.

"Look, it's been a few weeks, and you've only accepted a cover. Are you worthy of your millions of fans who are starving for food? You don't want to think about yourself, but also about them! balabal" Lin Yang said on the phone like a possessive Non-stop nagging.

Jiang Huai took the phone away, picked out his ears, and waited for the voice on the other side to gradually stop before speaking.

"I didn't say no, I just complained and complained. What do you think you are doing so much?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be stuck in his throat, and after a while there was a roar from the other side

"Jiang Huai! My □□ uncle! Playing with me!"

Jiang Huai returned with a hippie smile, "How can you blame me for this? It's you who guessed what other people meant, not me."

Lin Yang endured it again and again, thinking to himself, I found it by myself, I found it by myself, and I will endure it even on my knees.

"I... Forget it, remember to get up early tomorrow, and I'll pick you up, don't let me wake you up again."

Jiang Huai squeezed the little paw of the bean bag and said perfunctorily: "I know, I know..."

Lin Yang really wanted to go to the other side of the phone screen to blow Jianghuai's head off, lazy!lazy!lazy!Mouth!Mouth!Mouth!

Lin Yang felt so tired living...

The next day, Jiang Huai got up early to pack up his things. When Lin Yang came, he was surprised to see Jiang Huai's tidy up, "Are you... planning to be an individual today?"

Jiang Huai gave him a big white eye.

When they arrived at the shooting location, the photographer greeted Jiang Huai with a smile, "Jiang Huai, come here, come here! I'll tell you what to pay attention to when shooting later."

Jianghuai approached modestly.

"What I'm going to shoot later is the way you hold the sword, to show that kind of murderousness and cruelty, um... a little indifferent, and take the tone of being unattainable and looking down on the common people..." the photographer Excited gestures.

Jiang Huai listened carefully, and after asking a few questions, he changed into cumbersome clothes, put on the crown, took the sword, and began to look for feelings.

After taking a few photos, the photographer frowned and pointed out, "No, it's not like this. You are a king who has just finished killing. You should not only have indifference in your eyes..."

After Jiang Huai discussed with the photographer, he thought quietly for a while.

"I think... I can do it..." Jiang Huai collected his emotions and walked to the studio.

The photographer frowned, but still chose to trust the other party.

Jiang Huai stood alone in the middle of the studio, exuding an air of keeping strangers away.The sword in his hand was covered with blood, and a string of blood beads were also stained on his face.Red blood, fair complexion, revealing a coquettish beauty.

Jiang Huai originally lowered his head, but slowly raised his head at the moment the shouting started.

What kind of eyes are those eyes, which contain the killing intent that has not dissipated after the killing, with the loneliness and indifference independent of the world, and there is also an imperceptible... um... pity...! !

right!It is the kind of pity and pity that although independent of the world, he still feels regretful and pitiful for killing!He is king!He is noble and cruel, but he also has the mercy of God for the world.

The photographer's eyes glowed, and he quickly captured this moment.

"Okay, good! Haha" the photographer stopped, "Great! That's the feeling! Jianghuai! You are really suitable for this role!" The photographer's face turned red with excitement.

Jiang Huai breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled knowingly, "Thank you."

The photographer happily patted Jianghuai on the shoulder, "This time I performed very well! I hope you will not let me down in the later shooting!"

Jiang Huai smiled, "Thank you for the compliment, I will do my best for the filming later."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Huai was filmed drinking in another black and gold intertwined costume.

In the picture, layers of heavy clothing are spread on the ground, and Jianghuai's clothes are messy, leaning against the table with a slightly open neckline.Swaying a glass of red wine in his hand.

Jiang Huai leaned against the table as if he had no bones, his cheeks were reddened by the red wine, and his eyes were foggy.

Jiang Huai supported the table with one hand, looked down at the glass with clear liquid in his hand, his slightly drooping eyelids were a little lonely.

This scene has a strong visual impact, not only the loneliness of one person drinking, but also a bit of drunkenness... lust...

The photographer didn't know how many times he had made the agreement today, and his expression became more and more excited every time, as if he had discovered some treasure in the world.

Hearing this, Jiang Huai quickly got up, rubbed the tears that were forced out, pulled the clothes back together, explained briefly to the photographer, and went to the dressing room to change into his own clothes.

"Ha——finally the filming is over, let's go home and sleep."

Lin Yang was holding Jianghuai's cell phone and jacket, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he heard this.This person is really...why did he have such a deceptive face... When I first saw him, I thought he was a humble and well-behaved person, but... who knew he was a thick-skinned and thick-mouthed person? lazy guy...

In the end, he put on his clothes as if admitting defeat and followed.

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