After the whole network was blacked out, I made the boss the canary

"It seems that you are quite proud of going backstage?"

Zhou Yun's smug expression changed, and she subconsciously looked around. Seeing that everyone else was in a hurry and seemed to be unaware of the conversation here, she relaxed.

"What do you mean by backstage? Chen Shu, I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person. You slander others all the time."

Chen Shuo smiled disdainfully: "Who was it that said someone else was behind the scenes? And he even said it was accurate to 100 million. I see that you are so clear about this kind of thing, so you must be the one behind the scenes, right?"

"Oh, you're just jealous of me, so you spread rumors. Brother Gu has admired Director Fo for a long time, so when he heard that Director Fo was going to continue filming TV series, he decisively invested 100 million."

"I came here just because I auditioned."

The more Zhou Yun spoke, the more confident she became. She actually succeeded in brainwashing herself. She really felt that this was a qualification she had obtained through her own efforts, and that the one hundred million was just Gu Siyi's way of currying favor with Director Fo.

Chen Shuo was speechless: "Based on your poor acting skills, you really have no guilt in saying this."

The staff came over and interrupted the conversation: "Why are you still standing there? Go change your clothes and put on makeup, we are going to start filming your scenes."

Chen Shuo no longer paid any attention to Zhou Yun, who seemed to be missing a piece of his brain. He went to the dressing room and changed into a semi-theatrical dress in just five minutes.

When standing in front of the mirror, the statement was a little dazed.

The dress is in black and white, with fine stitching but crude patterns. This is a dress that the little girl sewed for herself and she only wears it when worshiping the evil god.

From a distance, it looked like a faded costume, as thin as paper.

The little girl's tiny head and knowledge were not enough to make delicate and beautiful embroidery, so she could only sew clothes with the most pious and careful attitude, imagining the fragmentary descriptions of costumes from adults.

It was the prettiest dress the little girl could imagine, with candied haws sewn secretly into the corners, a delicacy she had heard of.

Although it is said to be a black and white color scheme, the white part is actually slightly yellowish. The little girl used many methods to bleach the clothes, and even lost a layer of skin on her fingers, but this is the best she can do.

Chen Shu looked at the mirror with a cautious, surprised and satisfied look. The corners of her mouth turned up and her clear eyes met the staff who were helping with her makeup, and she was stunned.

"You are really suitable for this role!" Obviously the staff also read the background story of this character.

Statement, no, the little girl's mouth corners slightly dropped, and she pursed her lips slightly, looking a little shy.

The staff member looked at his watch and pulled the little girl in front of the makeup mirror. Looking at the face that was obviously beautiful but suddenly became dull and clear, he felt for the first time that he had no idea where to start.

In the end, I just applied a slightly darker foundation and dotted up the small sun spots and called it a day. I was still muttering in my heart, isn’t Chen Shu a very cheerful person?

Finally, I sprayed some sunscreen spray to set my makeup.

The length and quality of her hair are both good, so there is no need to wear a wig. She can just let her hair down like a little girl, and there is no need for any additional processing.

On the other side, Zhou Yun's two makeup artists were circling around her, still at the stage of mixing foundation.

"It has to be whiter and more natural, so that you can't see the makeup and it still looks good on camera." Zhou Yun ordered.

This really puts the makeup artist in a difficult position. Makeup eats up everything when on camera, and Zhou Yun also asked for a whiter foundation while also demanding that no traces of makeup be visible.

The two of them spent a long time adjusting the base makeup that Zhou Yun was satisfied with. With their skilled techniques and cooperation, they finally completed the base makeup, eye makeup and contouring. Then the more troublesome steps came.

Two makeup artists were half-kneeling on the ground, one on the left and one on the right, holding the smallest eyelash curler and carefully curling the eyelashes one bunch at a time.

It took half an hour to perm the eyelashes, and then I used tweezers to clamp the false eyelashes and stick them to the roots of the eyelashes one by one.

Zhou Yun looked in the mirror and was quite satisfied with her makeup:

"From now on, follow this makeup. However, the efficiency is too slow. You should practice your speed more in private. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of such a high salary?"

The two makeup artists were angry but dared not say anything, and were also afraid of losing their jobs which paid well above their salary, so they reluctantly agreed.

It took Zhou Yun nearly two hours to get into the fitting room to change her clothes. She knew there were no cameras in the fitting room, and she and her assistant complained that the clothes were not gorgeous enough.

"This Buddhist guide is just like that. He can't even afford to wear nice clothes. Isn't this dress too bad?"

Although this is a maid's dress, the shape and fabric are quite exquisite. Although the style is a bit simple, it is neatly cut and has a sense of design, so it is not bad.

The assistant complained in his heart, but nodded in agreement and helped to tidy up the clothes.

After coming out, Zhou Yun asked the makeup artist to give her a gorgeous and neat bun.

I have to say that the makeup artist has a really good aesthetic sense. Just by inserting a hairpin, the whole person's feeling has changed.

Like in the misty rain, an exchange of glances, which cannot be seen clearly through the fog, but one can feel the reluctance to speak.

Obviously he has figured out Zhou Yun's aesthetic taste.

Zhou Yun was also very satisfied with this, and walked in slowly with a reserved step.

At this time, Chen Shuo had already acted out the scene of slaughtering the whole village, and she hugged the village chief who scolded her for not sharing the only steamed bun with everyone.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, then revealed an obscene smile: "You should have said earlier that you were willing to exchange your body for..."

Before he could finish his words, the village chief felt a sharp pain in his back. He looked down and saw the tip of a knife "growing" out of his chest, faintly flashing cold light in the moonlight.

Then, the tip of the knife spun a circle, and scarlet liquid sprayed half of the little girl's body. She gently pushed the village chief's body away.

The innocent smile on the little girl's face gradually widened, and her eyes looked forward without focus:

"My Lord God, have you come to save me? I am willing to give everything I have, as long as you look at me more..."

Coincidentally, the person standing in front of the little girl was Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a pale face. He looked at the statement that seemed like a different person and recalled the memory of being inserted with a long needle.

The statement killed someone!!

At this moment, this was the only thought left in Zhou Yun's mind, or rather, she always felt in her heart that Chen Shuo was the kind of person who would really kill someone if he got angry.

After the little girl finished speaking, the tension in Zhou Yun's mind broke. She was overwhelmed by fear and screamed loudly:

“Ah——murder!!”

Zhou Yun used his hands and feet to step back, trying to get as far away from this terrifying existence as possible.

Everyone who was originally immersed in the narrative acting came to their senses, and the slight fear that had been caused by this overly realistic acting was also blown away.

They all looked impatiently at Zhou Yun who had broken this perfect range, and the Buddhist director even cursed:

"Who let this idiot in?! Get her out now!!"