After being targeted by career fans, I was forced to open my business [Entertainment]

Said it was the supervisor, but Lu Yilian actually saw Gu Cenfeng at the scene early the next morning.

Mr. Gu was never perfunctory when he was working, his suit was slightly unbuttoned, and only the top button was unbuttoned to show a little trace of his usual rebelliousness.

Lu Yilian was sitting in front of the dressing table doing styling. Originally, the makeup artist was chatting with him casually, but when this person came, the world became quiet.

No one dared to speak, so everyone had to bury their heads in their work. This was the first time Lu Yilian met this person in the workplace, and it was only now that he had a concrete understanding of what Mo Xin said about him.Seeing him dragging a stool aside to read the documents, he still couldn't hold back and opened his mouth:

"Is Mr. Gu okay today?"

"Okay."

Gu Cenfeng turned over a page of the document, and he responded reflexively.Immediately, he realized something, raised his head and looked at Lu Yilian with a faint smile.

"Is this driving me away?"

"No."

Lu Yilian was very sensible and immediately denied it.

Gu Cenfeng snorted in satisfaction, then lowered his head to look at the documents.

Lu Yilian was a little helpless, but since he had signed the contract with Xingyang, Gu Cenfeng was his boss in name. At this time, Gu Cenfeng came over to stare at him at the place of work. Officially, he was overly responsible. In private, it is said that they are idle and have nothing to do, no matter which one is not a big problem.

...except that he was slightly uncomfortable.

The brush brushed across his cheeks, he closed his eyes, and tried his best to ignore the gossiping gazes of the people around him from time to time, his face remained calm, but his thoughts had gone far away, thinking about yesterday.

After Gu Cenfeng didn't reply to his message, he logged in to Weibo again.

After all, it wasn't a huge amount of traffic. Lu Yilian's current discussions were all caused by the two gossip news events some time ago. Not long after the marketing account was released, the melon-eaters almost dispersed.

Lu Yilian's super chat was very active, familiar and unfamiliar IDs popped up, and the twittering could be seen through the screen.

Most of them are still happy, but there are also a small number of out-of-group voices.

"To tell you the truth, the signing is so fast, and in conjunction with what happened to Sister He some time ago, why do I feel... Uh, there's no other meaning, just a little doubt, maybe I'm overwhelmed"

"……what do you mean"

"This conspiracy theory is absolutely extinct... I just opened my mouth and said it. Do you think that what happened a while ago was deliberate marketing? Didn't you see how viciously sticky was scolded?"

"? ls, don't be so angry, okay, besides, did I mention marketing? You are so excited because you have thought of it a long time ago, but you just dare not say it hhh"

"Crap, why are you so yygq, did @G.sister come out to lane, there is an idiot here"

"...she hasn't been online for 800 years, don't Aite her, usually Aite her when scolding her, she is a tool for others"

……

"What are you thinking about?"

The voice next to his ear sounded, and Lu Yilian suddenly came back to his senses.

The makeup artist was already packing his things, Gu Cenfeng leaned on the table not far away to look at him, saw his eyes open, and asked again, "Did you sleep well yesterday?"

The tone was not very good, it sounded like a reprimand, Lu Yilian thought about it, and told the truth.

"No." He said, "I was thinking of a fan."

"I've lost my fans recently." He reached for the keychain on the table, put it back in his pocket, and said while lowering his head, "It's been showing up before, but I haven't seen it for a long time."

"You also remember a fan." Gu Cenfeng paused, "Don't you think about it for a long time for everyone to lose their fans, aren't you tired?"

"No, it's mainly..." Lu Yilian lowered his head and smiled when he said this, "Forget it."

"It's okay." He looked not far away, straightened his clothes, and stood up, "Should we start shooting? I'll go first."

Gu Cenfeng was a little confused, but he quickly came back to his senses, let out a "hmm", and walked behind him.

As Gu Cenfeng said, everything is ready.

After Lu Yilian came in the morning, he was taken to make clothes. The stylist didn't know if it was because of a cold or other reasons. He wore a mask from beginning to end, with the brim of the hat pulled down low, which made Lu Yilian wonder for a few times what he was looking at. Can't see the way.But it turns out that it should be fine.

Because the other party sized him up a few times, he picked out a few clothes from a row of hangers and threw them to him. His movements were skillful, full of aura, and he didn't look like he was blind at all——

Of course, it's not like they were randomly pulled by the side of the road.

Lu Yilian laughed heartily, and didn't pierce the little Gu who was waiting on the sidelines. There was still some depression in his body, so he went straight to the inner room to change clothes.

Right now, everyone can see the final result.

Gu Cenfeng was a little absent-minded at first, but the stylist stood next to him and muttered, and he didn't listen to a word, until the moment he accidentally looked up and saw Lu Yilian, he froze there.

In all fairness, Lu Yilian's private server is pretty good-looking. Gu Cenfeng has complained about his countless official looks, but never questioned his taste.

But dressing yourself "not bad" is completely different from dressing up carefully.

Especially, at this moment, Lu Yilian was living in front of him, and there was no photo or video for secondary transmission.

The young man in front of the camera has a fair complexion, with a delicate transparency against the light.The pure white shirt was oversized, with a wide open neckline, revealing a beautiful collarbone. The make-up artist specially touched that mole, making it look a little strange.

The moment he looked at the camera, Gu Cenfeng stopped breathing and subconsciously turned his eyes away.

"How about Mr. Gu?" The stylist noticed his expression and said in a smug tone, "Not bad, is it?"

Gu Cenfeng: "..."

"It's pretty good," he said, "but it's not your style."

"It's not that my style is different, it's that people are different." The stylist spread his hands, "I used to only do styling for IF, you're probably used to seeing him. That kid was like a peacock, Just make him a little more evil and let him mess around. As for this..."

He "tsk": "I still said, why did you call me here specifically, where did you find the treasure?"

"...Newly signed artist." Gu Cenfeng said, "What's wrong?"

"The temperament is really good." The stylist sighed, "And because his appearance is light and hanging, he is very malleable, and he can have amazing feedback after a little dressing up."

"Look." He pointed to the person who was half leaning on the black block, "The rich black contrasts with the extreme pure white, and the minimalist two colors look pure and lustful, don't they?"

Gu Cenfeng: "..."

Everyone always has something to say in their own professional field. At this moment, the stylist has already talked about it, and he didn't notice Gu Cenfeng's already somewhat unsightly expression.

"Actually, I didn't dare to try this look. I just thought about it when I saw him." He was a little emotional, "You look like IF, if he does it like this, he can't hide the evil spirit on his body. , It’s neither fish nor fowl. But this one is different, he is gentle and clean in his bones, with a little sensuality, not to mention little girls, boys can’t stand it.”

"By the way." He smacked his lips with indifference, "Does he have any male fans?"

Gu Cenfeng: "..."

"It looks like there should be quite a lot." The stylist took a sip of water, with a determined expression on his face, "I have experience."

Then, he walked inside: "Well, Mr. Lu, the next set may require you to suffer a little bit, why don't we try to sprinkle some water on our bodies, it doesn't need much, just... hey!"

Gu Cenfeng held him down and dragged him back.

"You were asked to take the promotional photos, not to do weird experiments on artists." Gu Cenfeng said coldly, "Retake."

"Also, if you don't get a good shot, you don't have to do Yi Fu's styling. He complained to me before and wanted to change to a stylist with less exotic aesthetics."

"You can do it yourself."

The author has something to say: Stylist: What a wicked experiment!This is art!Art!

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