My CP sends sugar every day [ABO]

In the early morning of the next day, after the two of them washed up, they were led by the crew to the dressing room.Although the shooting time of the two of them was in the afternoon, due to the nature of this drama, it took a long time to wear a costume, not to mention makeup and hairstyle.

After a whole morning of tossing by the stylist, the two finally finished modeling the characters in the play.Wu Qianze came out of the changing room first, and everyone present gasped in unison when they saw him.

"My God, this effect is too good." The stylist in charge of him looked him up and down, and commented, "You really suit this look."

He walked to the mirror of the dressing table and looked at himself dressed in white, with a golden crown inlaid with purple gemstones on his head, his face was not decorated with too much makeup, and the original knife-like outline became softer. Feeling, the hem of the clothes swayed with the movement of his walking, no matter how it seemed, he really looked like a young man.

"Click." Another lock on the locker room sounded.

"Qian Ze."

Duan Jiu's voice sounded like a clear spring in the forest from behind him, Wu Qianze could feel the breathless voices of other people in the room at the moment Duan Jiu came out before turning around.

A man dressed in red suddenly appeared in the mirror in front of him. The man in red in the mirror had long black hair scattered around. The bright red robe made the man's already jade-white complexion even whiter. The neckline of the robe was opened a little too wide. , it seems that if the opponent's action is bigger, it will reveal the whole room.

"What's the matter? Keep staring at me without talking?"

The man smiled, his amorous peach blossom eyes narrowed into a crescent, and the vermilion eye shadow dotted the end of his eyes, adding a bit of coquettishness.

Wu Qianze suddenly understood why in the novel, those people knew that the other party was a demon, but they were willing to be sucked up by the other party as before.

It is the nature of all creatures to yearn for beauty and possess beauty.

Seeing that he ignored him for a long time, Duan Jiu put his hand on Wu Qianze's shoulder, his light brown pupils seemed to live in the stars under the light of the fill light around the mirror.With a seductive smile on his lips, his eyes fell on the young man in white in the mirror, he tilted his head to the side, and said slowly.

"What's wrong? Isn't it because I made you dumb?"

This was originally a joke, but Wu Qianze took it seriously. He looked at the pair of light brown eyes in the mirror, earnestly and piously: "Yes."

As soon as Wu Qianze said this, the already silent dressing room became even more silent.

Duan Jiu didn't expect to get such an answer, his peach blossom eyes widened suddenly, but he didn't feel much offense in his heart, instead, a strange feeling came to his heart.

"Teacher Xiaojiu really looks good in this outfit!"

I don't know who made the first sentence, and the rest of the people also echoed.

"Yes, I seemed to see a fairy when I came out."

"It's amazing. It's even better than the makeup photo before."

"It's really like Yun Qing came to life from the script, it's so beautiful, so beautiful!"

Wu Qianze's ears couldn't hear the noisy discussions around him, to be more precise, he didn't intend to pay attention to any sounds from the outside world.

He slightly tilted his head in the direction of Duan Jiu, his eyes were still locked on the man in red in the mirror, and he said slowly, word by word, in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You are so beautiful."

When Duan Jiu heard these four words, he froze in place, and he didn't know what kind of reaction he should make to be considered correct.

Duan Jiu pondered for a while and said, "Thank you."

Wu Qianze glanced at him.

Duan Jiu met his gaze and spit out the second half of the sentence: "You are beautiful too."

Wu Qianze: "..."

Wu Qianze looked at himself in the mirror again, the silhouette full of youthful air, the tall and straight figure like bamboo, and the broad right-angled shoulders.No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with beauty...

But forget it, what good-looking people say is right.

Pretty is pretty, he can be a beautiful alpha!

In the plot of "Drunken Yingluo", the two of them played a pair of master and apprentice.

Today's scene mainly filmed the story of Wen Zili's first entry into the school as the early boss.

And his master Yunqing is a legend in the entire world of cultivating immortals, and at the same time, he is also the person that men and women all over the world have thought about. The reason why he can become a figure known to all cultivators is not only because of his face that can take all men and women. , but also due to his powerful magic power and that completely different style of work from Xianmen.

"Today is the day for you to choose a teacher." A plainly dressed young man said, "Everyone is a child adopted by my Qingwen sect. Since you have overcome many hardships and become disciples of the foundation period, today is your choice. It's time for the master."

After saying this, the young man in plain clothes didn't make a noise of whispering about his words under the tube.

"Now, please follow me."

A group of boys and girls dressed in white followed the young man and stepped into the main entrance of the Qingwen School in an orderly manner.

And at the end of the crowd there was a person who was out of place with everyone. He didn't have any excitement or joy on his face like the others, but his expression was flat. But if you look carefully, you can find his deep pupils Like a pool of stagnant water, like a puppet without any emotions at all.

The lens of the camera followed the back of the young man in white and walked up a long staircase to the main hall of the Qingwen sect.

The overall style of the main hall is very simple, with the smell of golden nanmu faintly floating in the air. The two sides of the main hall are supported by six wooden pillars, on which are engraved excerpts from the "Meditation Sutra". seat.

"Hey, do you know?" The person in front of the boy in white pointed to the five seats above and whispered, "I heard that those five seats are the seats of the sect master and the four elders."

"Hey, but there is a chair that is so strange." Another person echoed, "The other chairs are all white, why is only the second chair black? Looking at the location, it should not belong to the door owner." Bundle?"

"You don't know that." The man smiled triumphantly, "I heard that the black chair is made of high-quality oolong jade, and oolong jade is really hard to find. Ah, and the owner of that chair..."

The other person waited for a long time and didn't wait for the second half of the sentence, so he couldn't help but feel a little helpless: "Oh, don't be foolish, tell me quickly."

The man looked around, lowered the decibel, and then said, "The owner of that chair is Elder Yun Qing."

Hearing this name, the other person suddenly widened his eyes, looking surprised as if he had been frightened.

"Hush——" He immediately covered the man's lips with his hand, and put the index finger of the other hand in front of his lips, making a silent movement, "Stop talking, I'm still young and don't want to die."

The movement between the two caught the attention of the young man who led them into the temple at the beginning. He turned around and waved his hand to give them both a gag order.

"In the hall, there is still noise." The young man didn't have any anger on his face, but his tone made people feel like falling on thin ice.

Everyone was frightened into quail by this way of killing chickens and monkeys, and they all shut their mouths tightly, not daring to make any more noise.

Wen Zili's performance in the face of this farce was mediocre, with no fear, no curiosity, and only the sense of alienation and indifference of staying out of the matter.

Everyone stood for a while, and then they heard a burst of talking and laughing from outside the hall.

The person at the head was handsome and majestic like the standard masters of all Xiuxian novels. He was wearing a light purple robe, and he was accompanied by three similarly dressed people.

"This is Sect Master Xie." The young man said, bowing his hands to the purple-robed man.

His Highness and everyone followed suit.

From this point of view, the other three must be elders of the sect.

After the four of them were seated on the four chairs in the hall, Master Xie began to speak: "Everyone has studied diligently and practiced hard these years, and you have finally cultivated to the point where you can officially become disciples of my Qingwen sect, which is also worthy of all of you. effort."

The woman sitting next to him continued: "According to the rules passed down by my Qingwen sect since ancient times, you can choose your own elder according to your own needs. If the other party also likes you, you can worship under him."

"The abilities of the elders and sect masters must be clear to everyone. After half a stick of incense, you can make your own choices."

As soon as these words came out, His Highness's people could finally release An's unbearable excitement and began to talk in a low voice.

"In other sects, masters choose apprentices, but here it is reversed."

"Isn't this better! Although I may not be liked by the elder I like, it is still a chance, isn't it!"

"By the way, Elder Yun Qing hasn't come yet, what's the situation?"

"Hey, yes, why did Elder Yun Qing start before he came?"

"Could it be that Elder Yunqing won't accept apprentices this year?"

"I heard that this elder is dissolute, addicted to alcohol, and usually likes to wear red clothes the most. Although he looks outstanding, he can't stand the other party's moody and unpredictable temperament."

"Is it because you don't accept apprentices because you are afraid of spoiling your apprentices?"

"Hey, don't say it, it's possible."

Wen Zili seemed out of place in this noisy environment, no one talked to him, and he didn't take the initiative to find others, staring at the "Meditation Sutra" on the pillar, not knowing what to think.

His actions attracted the attention of door master Xie. He looked at Wen Zili and asked the female elder next to him, "Who is that child?"

The female elder glanced at Wen Zili, and then said to Master Xie: "That child is a rare double cultivation of lightning and fire, but according to others, this person has a restrained temperament and looks relatively dull."

Xie Menzhu nodded: "Speaking of Thunder and Fire Dual Cultivation, why is it so late that Yun Qing hasn't come yet?"

"You know that guy, he probably had a hangover last night, and he might still be dreaming about meeting Duke Zhou." The female elder seemed to be getting used to it.

"Sister Qing, you will be struck by lightning if you speak ill of people behind their backs."

A voice as warm and moist as jade slowly came from outside the hall, with a lingering and delicate ending, which made people feel as if they were being lightly brushed by a goose feather, and the itching was hard to control.

"who is it?"

Attracted by the pleasant voice, everyone turned their heads to look outside the hall in unison.

I saw a man in red standing under the pear blossom tree at the door, that man had the most lingering and alluring eyes in the world, his black hair that was originally shawl was tied loosely around his waist by an equally bright red hairband.

He has a coquettish aura that only a demon cultivator can have, but upon closer inspection, there is a bit of elegance and clarity that a decent cultivator should have.

The man smiled into the hall, his crooked eyebrows were like bright crescents reflected in a clear pool: "What? Don't you welcome me?"

The author has something to say:

It was a pleasure to write this script!If there is a chance in the future, I would like to expand www