What to do when you dress like an idol [Entertainment]

The next day, Lin Jingyang was awakened by Qian Hao's knock on the door. Although Qian Hao was a little careless, he was a diligent and honest assistant.

Just love to eat.

When he knocked on Lin Jingyang's door earlier with a pile of them, Lin Jingyang was folding Lu Yang's washed clothes and preparing to send them to him.

Lin Jingyang stood still in front of Lu Yang's room, and unconsciously touched the place where Lu Yang gnawed yesterday. When she brushed her teeth this morning, she could still see faint traces.

Lin Jingyang looked at the closed door, a little timid, after all, it was really embarrassing last night.

Qian Hao said: "Brother, why don't you knock? We have to shoot magazines after dinner, that Erik is such a big guy, he must have a big temper, what if he waits for a long time and doesn't want to shoot for us? .”

Such interruption by Qian Hao relieved Xia Lin Jingyang's nervousness a little.

He knocked lightly on the door.

No one came to answer.

It should be to catch up with the announcement. Lin Jingyang took the clothes and sighed. He couldn't say that he was disappointed, but he was relieved.

Qian Hao chewed his breakfast, and said vaguely: "Brother, a man who can make money like Lu Yang, can he care about a piece of clothing? Maybe he has forgotten this a long time ago, so you can put your heart in your stomach. At worst, send him the money for the clothes on WeChat."

Lin Jingyang took the breakfast from Qian Hao, stuffed a potato bun into her mouth sullenly, opened WeChat, and edited it several times before sending it out.

"I've already washed your clothes, and I'm going to return them to you, but you seem to have left, when can I return them to you? ^_^"

After eating breakfast, Lu Yang didn't reply. He must be busy. Lin Jingyang stuffed his phone back into his trouser pocket, ready to shoot the cover of his first front-line magazine.

When the fashion came, Erik hadn't come yet.

The staff let him rest for a while, and then came over after a while and said, "Erik asked me to take you to change clothes first, and then do other styling when he comes."

The staff led him to a place that seemed to be a dressing room. After a while, several people moved in several large boxes, followed by a man with a good manner. The staff opened the first box.

Lin Jingyang took a look and took a breath. Inside was a dotted emerald gold silk phoenix crown.

The phoenix crown is really too delicate, the golden thread draws out the auspicious pattern of dragon and phoenix, and the auspicious clouds surrounding the golden phoenix are made of blue emerald green, inlaid with several bright stone-sized gemstones inlaid on both sides. The hanging yellow tassels are connected in series with small pearls, the luster is eye-catching, and it can be seen that each of them is a fine product, and there are several snow-white pearls the size of quail eggs on the top of the crown.

It is dazzling, and you can feel the value of this phoenix crown just by looking at it, and the costumes that match this phoenix crown must be as delicate as this phoenix crown, Lin Jingyang couldn't help but take a second look.

The staff looked at Lin Jingyang and explained: "This is not a prop costume for filming, but a real costume. This costume is made by veteran craftsmen and is for collection. The jewels on the crown are all real. The patterns on the costume They are all embroidered by hand, and they are more expensive than some high-end designs, and it was Erik who borrowed them himself, so the owner was willing to lend them to us for shooting.”

Lin Jingyang nodded: "It can be seen that it is a very precious costume, Erik has a heart."

The staff said: "Actually, Erik has wanted to do this planning for a long time. He participated in a Chinese-style show last year and came back very angry. He said that those foreigners only knew superficially, and they were ruining the Chinese style. Since then, he With this idea, he has been preparing for a long time, but he has not found a suitable model, and now it seems that he has finally found the best model in his mind."

The staff put their hands on the man behind the two carrying boxes and said: "This is Mr. Zhou Minghe Zhou, he is a teacher of the Provincial Drama Association. He's here to tell you what to do."

Lin Jingyang didn't expect Erik to be so serious. He not only borrowed such a set of expensive costumes for a cover magazine shoot, but also specially invited a teacher to guide him. It seems that Erik really cared about this shoot.

Lin Jingyang shook hands with Zhou Minghe, Zhou Minghe sized up Lin Jingyang, and said with a smile: "He has a good figure and good looks, but this one is a bit tall." After speaking, Zhou Minghe explained: "Hey, look at me This occupational disease has been taught too much, and when you see it, you will first think about whether your figure and appearance are suitable for singing, forgive me, forgive me."

Zhou Minghe in front of him is only 1.8 at most, and Lin Jingyang, who is [-] meters three, is indeed a bit beyond the standard.

Lin Jingyang smiled and said: "I'm afraid you haven't heard of my reputation. It is said on the Internet that I am a terrible singer. If I am asked to sing opera, the population of the country will be reduced by more than half."

Zhou Minghe saw that Lin Jingyang dared to blackmail himself so much, he laughed a few times, but he had a good impression of him: "You are interesting, come on, let me help you put on the costume first, and see if you are suitable for playing a female role Son."

Zhou Minghe motioned for one person to open the second box.

This is a red boa gown. Although it is not fully unfolded, one can feel its exquisite workmanship and magnificence from its intricate and meticulous stitching.

Lin Jingyang hesitated and said: "This body...Is the imperial concubine drunk?"

Zhou Minghe nodded at Lin Jingyang, a little surprised: "That's right, this outfit is exactly what a drunken concubine wears. I didn't expect you to know it. Come on, I'll change it for you."

Lin Jingyang didn't know how to change the costumes at all. The costumes couldn't be worn directly on the upper body. There were linings inside and several layers inside and outside. Zhou Minghe was quite familiar with it. Lin Jingyang could only be like a wooden man. Zhou Minghe Let him stretch out his hand and let him lift his foot.

It was very troublesome to put on the costumes, and it took them two hours to put them on.

Zhou Minghe glanced at Lin Jingyang up and down, nodded with a smile, and was obviously very satisfied with his work: "It fits right, I thought your frame would be too small to wear, but I didn't expect the clothes to be too big. Miaozai Miaozai."

Lin Jingyang couldn't see what he looked like, but seeing Zhou Minghe's satisfied look, he felt that the effect should be pretty good. Because he was wearing this costume, he couldn't let go of his hands and feet, so he just smiled.

There was the sound of someone clapping at the door. Zhou Minghe and Lin Jingyang looked towards the door. It was Erik who was at the door. He fixed his eyes on Lin Jingyang who was wearing a costume. His eyes were burning. Seeing the two of them looking at him, he took a few steps towards the door. Walking over: "As expected, my vision has not retreated. You are indeed the most suitable candidate."

Lin Jingyang said: "But I just had a face-to-face meeting with you yesterday."

Erik said: "Most of the classics come from instant inspiration. The moment I saw you, I knew it was you."

Lin Jingyang smiled and said, "Are people in your fashion industry always boasting so straightforwardly?"

Erik laughed: "Come on, my muse, let's finish your look."

Once Erik started to do things, he was very serious. When doing styling, he and Zhou Minghe discussed and did it while Lin Jingyang came to prepare for the shoot in the morning, but the styling was finished in the afternoon.

It wasn't until Zhou Minghe carefully put the phoenix crown on Lin Jingyang's head that the look was completely completed.

"Okay." Zhou Minghe took a few steps back, looked at Lin Jingyang, and nodded repeatedly.

Lin Jingyang felt uncomfortable in her hands and feet: "How about me?"

"Perfect." Erik's compliment was still so straightforward, he gently pushed Lin Jingyang in front of the mirror: "Come on, see for yourself."

The person in the mirror is wearing a phoenix crown, a red-colored embroidered python robe, and a cloud shoulder with a stand-up collar of the same color on the upper body. Colorful silk threads and gold threads are mixed together to create a lifelike giant python. The needlework is complicated and meticulous. At this moment, the long He was tucking a piece of water sleeve into the wide sleeve, and he was holding a closed folding fan on his white fingers like jade.

Lin Jingyang's waist was originally thin, and she wore a costume that corseted her waist, which made her look even thinner.

Erik didn't put on any makeup for him, but just brushed the red eye shadow on the end of his eyes lightly. Lin Jingyang's skin was already very fair, so Erik didn't put a very white foundation on him, but chose a foundation with a similar skin tone.

To be honest, the makeup is really not that heavy, and there are only faint red marks at the end of the eyes, but paired with Lin Jingyang's peach blossom eyes, they are extraordinarily gorgeous, quite a bit of an all-powerful look.

Erik said: "Those foreigners who dare to play Chinese style after learning a little bit, choose some Asian models with small eyes, flat nose and big pancake face, and call them Chinese faces." Erik paused: "It's not that those models are not good, but— —I just want to let them see what a real beauty is."

Lin Jingyang didn't expect that Erik, who even dyed his hair in such an exaggerated color, was quite angry, so he smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly, the flash flashed twice, and Lin Jingyang was taken aback. It turned out that Qian Hao was taking pictures of him.

Seeing several people looking at him, Qian Hao said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I forgot to turn off the flash. This body is so beautiful, so I couldn't help but take two pictures. I promise, I won't spread it!"

Erik didn't care about it, he said to Lin Jingyang: "Let's go, let's go to the studio."

The studio has already been set up, Erik asked Lin Jingyang to learn a few moves from Zhou Minghe, Lin Jingyang learned it quickly, Zhou Minghe was surprised: "Why do I feel like you have learned it?"

Lin Jingyang said: "Actually, I studied with a teacher for a while when I was young, but it was only a summer vacation, and what I learned was only superficial."

Ji Qingchuan's mother likes to listen to operas very much. When she was a child, for a while, her mother wanted him to learn Peking Opera on a whim. In fact, most things have been forgotten, and Lin Jingyang's body has never been practiced. He really can't.

But thanks to his mother, he learned to move very quickly, and he has a good look.

Zhou Minghe picked up the folding fan and opened it, blocking the right eye and the surrounding parts. His eyes turned, winking like silk, and his eyes fluttered.

Lin Jingyang imitated Zhou Minghe's movements, but her eyes didn't resemble her anyway.

Erik looked up from behind the camera: "That's not okay."

He came to Lin Jingyang bang bang bang, scratched his chin and frowned, looked at Lin Jingyang for a while, and made a gesture in front of him: "So, you think that there is someone you like in front of you, and then you want to seduce him, throw him Wink, let him see you and it will crackle and burn like dry wood when it sees a raging fire."

Lin Jingyang looked at Erik speechlessly.

Erik said, "You don't have someone you like, do you?"

Have it?

Lin Jingyang thought for a while.

Idols are people you like, right?

Seduce an idol...

Erik looked at Lin Jingyang's expression and said again: "Come on, try it, it's for art."

Lin Jingyang thought about what Si Bei said that he must finish the cover carefully, so he hesitated: "I'll try."

Lin Jingyang imagined that Lu Yang was standing in front of him, and imagined that the camera in front of him was Lu Yang.

Thinking about it, I somehow thought of Lu Yang, who was a little out of order last night, and thought of the bite mark left by Lu Yang on his shoulder.

Lin Jingyang's eyes looking at the camera became a little blurred.

Erik pressed the shutter cautiously.

He glanced at the camera with wavy eyes, and Erik clicked several times with quick eyes and hands.

"Perfect!" Erik praised. He came to the computer and looked at the photos he had just taken.

The person in the camera, with his face downcast, raised his right hand upside down to hold a golden folding fan upside down, covering half of his face. His eyes were a little red, with spring water in his eyes, full of romance.

The beauty is intoxicating.

Lu Yang went back home after catching up with the announcement, saying it was home, but in fact he didn't go back several times a year.

If it wasn't for taking what he left here before, he wouldn't come back here.

Lu Yang thought of Lin Jingyang who was squatting on the side of the road and crying when he picked it up on the way last time, he couldn't help but hook his lips.

None of the lights in the villa were turned on, and it was hidden in the night, like a giant man-eating beast.

The living room is very dark. In such a big villa, even if no one is in the living room, there are usually a few lights that are dim enough to see things clearly.

Lu Yang fumbled to turn on the light, there was already a person sitting in the living room.

The man sat on the sofa without making a sound.

When Lu Yang saw the man, he turned around and was about to leave, but the man said in a deep voice, "Stop."

Lu Yang paused and stopped, but did not speak.

"Seeing your father, you don't even know how to ask?" The man snorted coldly.

This person is Lu Yang's father, Lu Jiucheng.

Lu Jiucheng's voice was very cold, but Lu Yang's voice was even colder, icy cold, without any temperature, freezing to the bone: "Is there something wrong?"

When the two father and son met, it was like meeting an enemy.

Lu Jiucheng picked up the remote control on the table, pressed a button, and the TV, which was comparable to the size of a movie screen, instantly lit up. Lu Jiucheng's voice was full of anger: "I know, you did it on purpose, you are taking revenge on me , so you chose this song on purpose."

On the screen, there was a scene of Lu Yang and Lin Jingyang singing duet.

Lu Yang remained expressionless, with his back turned to Lu Jiucheng and did not speak.

He added: "I know you hate me, so you chose this song... and you deliberately sang it to a man, you are humiliating me!"

Lu Yang stood silent for a while, then suddenly said: "I chose this song, it has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me? You've been blaming me in your heart because you think your mother..."

"Enough." Lu Yang interrupted the man's unfinished sentence: "Whether you want to complain or complain, there should be a lot of people who want to hear it, but I don't want to hear it, so shut up."

Lu Jiucheng jumped up from the sofa, pointed at Lu Yang and said angrily, "Is that how you talk to your father?"

In response to Lu Jiucheng was a heavy slamming sound of the door, and Lu Yang closed the door mercilessly, as if it was a slap on Lu Jiucheng's face.

Lu Jiucheng was obviously very angry, but there was nothing he could do about Lu Yang. The servants had already avoided the moment when the father and son confronted each other, for fear that it would affect themselves, especially if Lu Jiucheng had nowhere to vent his anger. On himself, these servants locked themselves in the door one after another, not daring to show their air.

"Bump—" There was a loud noise, it was a broken sound.

With fierce eyes, Lu Jiucheng smashed the remote control in his hand at the TV, and the expensive LCD TV shattered.

Lu Yang walked out of the villa quickly, the night wind swept over his face, slightly blowing away his stagnant emotions.

Lu Yang rubbed his temples, picked up his phone and looked at it.

12:06am.

Wechat vibrated, it was from Ning Tao, it was about work.

After Lu Yang replied briefly, he found a missing WeChat message.

He was busy with the announcement today, so he didn't use his phone all day.

This WeChat message was sent by Lin Jingyang.

"I've already washed your clothes, and I'm going to return them to you, but you seem to have left, when can I return them to you? ^_^"

Seeing that smiling expression, Lu Yang didn't know how to say it, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

He typed in the chat bar.

"No, you keep it, don't give it to me"

Lu Yang paused, then deleted the typed words, and edited a sentence.

"Catch the announcement today, leave early, don't be in a hurry, see you next time, return it to me when you have a chance."

Lu Yang was about to close WeChat.

The name of the person on the opposite side shows that it is being input.

Lu Yang's movements stopped.

The person on the other side kept showing that he was typing, as if he had typed a long paragraph. Lu Yang stood in the dark for about 5 minutes before finally waiting for a reply from the person on the other side.

"Okay! Then I'll pay you back next time. Well, you haven't slept so late?"

Looking at the wechat that was edited for 5 minutes, Lu Yang seemed to be able to imagine that Lin Jingyang deleted and edited, edited and exported, racking his brains.

Lu Yang smiled.

"Well, I'm looking at the stars."

Lu Yang turned on the camera, took a picture of the night sky, and sent it to Lin Jingyang.

This photo is really not very beautiful. Tonight's night is not very beautiful. The stars are dim, and even the moonlight is not very bright. I took it with my mobile phone. If I take it out, I'm afraid it will only be ridiculed by amateur players Shot with amateur tools.

Lin Jingyang stared at the photo sent by Lu Yang for a while.

But suddenly found that there are two unusually bright stars.

They hang in the night sky, like twin stars attracted by gravity, entangled by fate, and inseparable.

Lin Jingyang slid her fingertips across the photo.

The corners of the mouth curved slightly.

He murmured.

"Gemini?"

I'm such a snail

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