After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

After saying these words, Lin Wenxuan walked to Wen Junhui on crutches, patted him on the shoulder, and then went out.

Wen Junhui was left standing there in a daze.

The phone in his hand vibrated. Wen Junhui picked up the phone and saw that the Kakao group chat on the phone became lively.

Song Shengshi uploaded all the photos he and Wen Junhui had just taken to the group chat.

Wen Junhui clicked on one of the photos, and their cheeks were pressed together. Song Shengshi smiled and looked at Wen Junhui with his dark eyes, and his gaze met Wen Junhui's.

The two of them burst out laughing the next second.

And this photo captures this moment perfectly, vividly and beautifully.

Although he was so nervous at the time that he didn't even dare to put his hand on Song Shengshi's back, he was afraid that the mess in his mind would be noticed by Song Shengshi.

"If you like it, just say it..."

Wen Junhui was in deep thought, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he saved the photo.

In the group chat, other teammates whined that they wanted to fly to China to see them immediately. Choi Seungcheol directly tagged them both, saying that this trip would take up their vacation time and they would have to ask for more compensation.

"Brother Jun!" Song Shengshi called Wen Junhui from outside, "The teacher said she wants to see your makeup - come out quickly -"

Wen Junhui immediately turned off his cell phone, put it in the inner pocket of his shirt, straightened his clothes, adjusted his posture, and walked out.

No matter what, the official shooting will start in less than an hour, so we have to get into working mode.

All jobs, no matter how big or small, are the same for Wen Junhui.

Since he was a child, whether he was shooting a public service advertisement for the city of Shenzhen or filming a TV series with big names like Eason Chan, it was all the same to him, it was all work.

As long as he works hard and seriously, his mother will be happy.

"Wow! Very good, very good!" The makeup teacher circled around Song Shengshi and Wen Junhui, marveling at them.

"This is a really good idea. It's different from all the 'wizard makeup' I've seen. It's really beautiful, but the makeup is a little rough. I'll help you finish it off."

The makeup teacher from South Korea chattered away, and began by praising the two girls in charge of makeup in broken Chinese.

He had only been in this place for two days, but he had already been deeply fascinated by it. Even if they didn't speak the language, the people here would understand your body language and respond with simple and innocent smiles and enthusiastic help.

The culture, customs, and natural scenery here are all scenes she can't see in Seoul, no, it can be said that it can be seen in the whole of Korea.

She almost didn't want to go back. The food was delicious, the aunts in the village were very welcoming, and she didn't have to worry about her seniors' faces, and she didn't have to go out for social gatherings and drinks after get off work.

I simply used a brush and eyebrow pencil to do it, then changed the lipstick to a darker shade that they often use, and used highlighter to treat the bright areas. The contrast was improved, and the makeup became much more refined, but it was a lot more bland than their previous stage makeup.

However, it would be strange to wear stage makeup or idol makeup for such a serious sacrificial ceremony.

After realizing this, the makeup artist also realized that her skills were of little use, so she packed up her makeup box and stepped aside. Then the accompanying stylist stepped forward to deal with the bangs and loose hair.

Finally, she put on some complicated decorations, jade pendants, earrings, and ornaments tied together with cowhide ropes and various gemstones hanging on her shoulders.

The complete divine outfit was completed, and Wen Junhui also put on all the armor, lowered his head and put on the helmet. The moment he put his hands down, his expression adjusted slightly, and his temperament suddenly changed.

The divine guards are mighty and solemn, and their authority is inviolable.

The volume of the noisy sounds around them decreased, as if they were worried that their voices would offend the general and the gods he protected.

The first ray of sunlight has already entered the valley, shining on the small path in the mountains. The director team's filming equipment outside is ready, and they are adjusting the camera aperture and focal length as the sky changes.

The float was ready. Four strong men were supporting a sedan chair with a roof. Song Shengshi held the pole on one side with one hand, pushed hard, and sat on the sedan chair.

Wen Junhui then noticed that a lotus flower suddenly appeared in Song Shengshi's arms.

But now is not the time to think about these things. Wen Junhui stood beside the sedan chair with a spear in his hand and posed. This was his position, and he would conscientiously complete his task until the filming and sacrificial activities were over.

Ye Lianshi's successor stood at the front of the team. At a command, everyone got up the sedan chair, beat gongs and drums, and played instrumental music.

As we all know, hidden camera is a compulsory course for directors during their undergraduate studies and it is a skill that must be mastered.

Not having a camera in the shot is the lowest standard for a film or television work.

But in fact, as the protagonist being photographed, the camera was really obvious, and it even affected Song Shengshi's ability to get into the state.

When I was filming stage content or variety shows before, I was always surrounded by teammates, but this time, Wen Junhui was the only one around.

Song Shengshi subconsciously looked at Wen Junhui and found that he had completely entered the state, with an upright posture, eyes looking into the distance, and an unshakable look.

If there is no way to cooperate with teammates to get into the state, what other methods are there to help get into the state?

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered what Li Can had told him before, about the way he got into the state on stage.

“I have to turn up the volume of my earphones so that I can immerse myself in the music and get into the right state.”

Music, music...

The sounds of gongs and drums gradually formed a melody in his ears.

The lotus was curved, and the pink buds hung in Song Shengshi's arms. No one saw that a ray of light flew out from between the petals and merged into Song Shengshi's brows.

Immediately, Song Shengshi fell into a mysterious state. Fairy music came to his ears and it seemed that fairy cranes flew by in front of his eyes.

A figure sitting cross-legged and hidden in the fog appeared in front of Song Shengshi.

"My people, why do you seek me?"

It was Li He's voice.

"Lord Heshen, I want to know which dish is the most delicious in the banquet that Aunt Liu is preparing at the foot of the mountain?"

"Uh..." The person on the other side was stunned, and the fog dissipated, revealing Li He's speechless expression.

"At least ask some serious questions. I'm already annoyed by waking up early."

"How many hundreds of years have you been annoyed?" Song Shengshi smiled and touched the petals.

Li He turned her head away and ignored him, muttering that Xiao Shitou was still better.

"People nowadays no longer need to pray to gods and Buddhas to have a good life."

Yes, Li He sighed, and a soft couch appeared behind him. He lay on it sideways with one leg propped up, and said casually: "These red tapes in sacrificial ceremonies are ostensibly for the gods, but in fact they are all for the common people, in order to rally people's hearts."

The most important affairs of a state are sacrifices and war.

When sacrifice becomes a custom and culture, whether it is for protection or development, the nature of its existence changes.

Just because people thought that photos looked better in the early morning, they changed the time of the sacrifice, so that the culture of worshiping the Lotus God could be promoted and Binyu County could be known by people.

In essence, it is still people's pursuit of a better life, but the object of the pursuit has changed. From relying more on gods in the past, they have become more dependent on their own initiative.

Isn’t this a form of progress?

The sacrificial process was about to end. Li He yawned and waved his hand.

The surrounding scenes gradually faded away, and his figure became blurry.

When it was about to disappear, Li He's ethereal voice came from a distance.

"Liu Sanhua's house, her stewed pig's trotters with soybeans are the most delicious..."