Above, please use some force

Fang Jun's hand touched the edge of the water glass, and he didn't dare to look at the man's fire-breathing eyes at the beginning, "When we were discussing the script two days ago, we thought we could add this, um, I made it with PS later, and the effect is very good .”

The expression on He Wen's face was definitely not calm, "We, PS."

"The four of us." Song Ziyu next to him was imperceptibly clearing himself of his crimes. He said flatly, "My PS skills are poor."

He raised his eyebrows to see Fang Jun, who had slightly better PS skills, and looked at the corner of his mouth tightly pursed. There was still a little mark on the little mole, which he bit on last night.

He Wen rubbed the violently jumping temples, "My face is wearing women's clothes, isn't it awkward?"

not at all.

Neither Fang Jun nor Song Ziyu said this, they exchanged glances, and called Jian Ming and Song Ziyu respectively in the afternoon.

When Shen Cheng received Song Ziyu's call, he was in the conference room listening to a company he had just cooperated with introduce their plan.

There were not many people in the conference room, they were all high-level people. They had worked in the company for many years and knew very well the boss's every move. Some of them were from the Shen family.

At this moment, they watched the boss suddenly answer a phone call, and then frowned and turned around with the pen on the table, obviously a little impatient.

Perhaps the atmosphere in the conference room had changed in vain, and the employees of the other company were more or less aware of it. The person in charge who was still talking casually received the gaze of his boss and immediately stopped his voice.

"Mr. Shen, if you have any dissatisfaction with this plan, you can tell us directly, and we will definitely prepare a brand new one for you as soon as possible."

The pen fell off the conference table with a snap, and there was a loud noise in the silent conference room. The chair was pulled away, and Shen Cheng stood up and raised his chin slightly. Great pressure.

Secretary Xiao Wang swallowed his saliva, and met those deep and narrow eyes. Under the stern gaze of the other party, he stood up holding the edge of the conference table, and broke out in a cold sweat nervously.

"Boss... I was wrong." The conditions of the several companies he ran for at the beginning were similar, so he didn't choose seriously, and picked one at random, which is now Shunfeng.

The boss is not satisfied with this Shunfeng, so his double salary at the end of the year, marrying Bai Fumei, and reaching the pinnacle of life are all gone.

While everyone was tense, Shen Cheng loosened the tie around his neck a little, "Where did you buy Chaos last time?"

The secretary Xiao Wang opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a few seconds before he realized it. He quickly took out his mobile phone and started looking for the delivery number of that restaurant, while comforting him, "Boss, wait a minute."

At the coffee shop on Jianglin Road in T City, Jian Ming was accompanying a client. After receiving a call from Fang Jun, he put down his club, raised his head and took a sip of coffee, walked over to the client and said, "Sorry, something happened at my house." It's okay, you have to go back."

The client was a young woman, at the prime of her life, she tidied up her hair on her chest, raised her head and smiled, "It seems that Mr. Jian is just as rumored."

There was a photo posted in the newspaper a while ago. The photo showed two men coming out of the airport. One of the slightly taller men was holding a suitcase in his hand and an umbrella in the other hand. The photo was clearly taken. The man next to him tilted his head a lot.

That's why there was that report. The headline was that the boss of Huasheng Group, Jian Ming, is a strict wife and a good husband.

"We will cooperate again next time." Jian Jian curled his lips, turned and left.

He Wen, who was caught in a violent storm, was looking at an ancient white soft smoked Chinese gown with a stand-up collar and narrow sleeves in the clothing department, but he didn't know that Jian Ming and Shen Cheng were rushing towards him.

"Brother Wen, if you don't like the white color, there is also an indigo blue ink embroidered by Han Ren." The dressmaker said that he was going to pick it up, but was frightened by a sound behind him and stopped.

"Brother Wen, do you want to wear this dress?" Yuanqiu, who ran in hastily, panted heavily, his round face turning red from the cold.

He Wen squinted, "What are you excited about?"

"I don't know." Yu Bao shook his head blankly.That's right, she was so excited, she probably wasn't allowed in during the filming.

"Get out." He Wen pointed to the door, Fang Jun and Song Ziyu laughed very much, but it made people chill, "Take the door and guard at the door."

As soon as this sentence fell, Yu Bao's mouth twitched, and he was the first to go out.

Now He Wen is her boss, in charge of her wallet, she dare not go west if she is told to go east, and if she is told to stand, she will never sit unless she is tired.

Fang Jun glanced at the dress, then at He Wen, touched his nose, turned and left the clothing room.

Seeing that Song Ziyu hadn't gone out yet, He Wen got angry and immediately grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out.

"Okay, change clothes for me." The door slammed shut, He Wen strode up to the dresser, pulled one corner of his mouth, and smiled viciously.

"Jianghu", as the name suggests, is about disputes outside the hall. He Wen plays a common man named Chu Mu. His home is a blacksmith shop. He spends his days in casinos and flirting with a few young girls in the village who are not married. The only thing left is to go fishing by the river for fun.

Until one day, a man came to the village, and the fate began to change.

This TV series is relatively long, with more than 100 episodes. The Chu Mu played by him will dress up as a woman twice, one time to escape the enemy's interrogation and go out of the city smoothly, pretending to be a woman who followed her husband to visit relatives, and the other time It is to replace the princess of Dongyun Kingdom and sneak into the palace to assassinate the current emperor.

Qiu Lang asked the photographer to adjust the light stand. When Fang Jun said that he wanted to add two shots, he was quite calm. When Fang Jun said that He Wen was dressed as a woman, the cup in his hand almost fell.

But at that time he left a way for himself, he said, this matter has nothing to do with me, I am just cooperating with you.

"Director Qiu, can I not go?" Yu Bao pulled Qiu Lang's clothes pitifully.

Qiu Lang glanced at her, and patted her cheek lightly with the script, "The photos I took this afternoon will be available online soon."

Curling his lips, Yu Bao still insisted, "It's more exciting to watch the scene."

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Yu Bao rolled his eyes, and quietly moved over, covering his mouth with one hand, and said in a low voice, "If you let me stay, I will promise you anything."

"Promise everything?" After flipping through the script, Qiu Lang raised his head and pinched Yu Baoyuan's double chin to keep her away from his ears.

Yu Bao grinned, and blinked at Qiu Lang, "How is it? Are you also a little excited?"

The next moment, he was picked up by a hand and dragged towards the door. Immediately afterwards, everyone in the crew heard a screaming and frantic female voice, and the usually gentle, respectful and frugal director's face smelled like he had eaten a few lumps of that stuff .

"Hey, hello, Qiu Lang, did you have early menopause or hemorrhoids? Ah----"

After finishing that one, when Qiu Lang came back, he saw all kinds of strange and unclear eyes from the crew, and some of them kept winking at him.

"Brother Wen doesn't know how to light a fire inside, do you want to burn the clothing room?" Qiu Lang asked a little uneasy when he walked in front of the two door gods in the clothing room.

Fang Jun waved his hand and ordered the field manager to let irrelevant employees finish their work and leave the field as soon as possible. He pursed his lips, "It shouldn't be bad."

According to this sentence, Qiu Lang tried to picture a delicate and clean face in his mind, with wicked and wild eyes, wearing an ancient skirt...

He felt bad all of a sudden.

The door of the clothing room opened from the inside, and several people present saw a woman in white clothes stepping out.

There are flowers, leaves, and bamboo hairpins inserted in the cloud temples that are lightly drawn and slowly twisted. The complexion is fair, the eyes are bright, and a little makeup is applied, and the whole face is like a lotus.

The studio was quiet, the gaffer and cameraman left behind, as well as the one who was in charge of holding the whiteboard, looked at the woman who suddenly appeared, with straight eyes, and partnered with He Wen, and they were going to shoot a set of stills together later Actors are also confused.

Not to mention them, Qiu Lang who was nearest was stunned. As for Fang Jun and Song Ziyu, one of the instigators, both looked shocked.

The woman in front of her had an unmistakable temperament, her eyes were drawn out with a little charm, she stood quietly, the corners of her lips were slightly raised in an arc, which made people want to take a second look.

No one expected that He Wen would have such a good effect after wearing women's clothing. Qiu Lang came back to his senses, "Brother Wen, let's shoot now?"

"Satisfied?" Seeing the hot eyes of the two men, He Wen raised the corners of his lips and smiled playfully, "Go back to clean up you at night."

When the staff heard this sentence, they immediately woke up from all kinds of fantasies, and their faces changed very clearly. They didn't dare to look any more, and went to busy with the things in hand.

Fang Jun was not afraid of this threat at all. He stretched out his hand to straighten He Wen's skirt, and said with a light smile, "He Wen, you are so beautiful."

The man who greeted him cursed violently, his dry voice filled with endless rage, "Don't force me to take off your pants here."

Qiu Lang, who was ignored by the side, twitched his eyebrows and stepped back a few steps away.

"Touch again, all the powder is gone." Grabbing the hand that was caressing his chin, He Wen pulled Song Ziyu's face closer, so that the flame in his eyes could be seen more clearly by the other party.

Song Ziyu sighed, his thin lips raised slightly, "I agree with Fang Jun's words." After speaking, he exchanged glances with Fang Jun, feeling more and more that the original decision was right.

Once a person's temperament changes, the feeling will be completely different.

With fiery eyes and a rebellious demeanor, no matter what clothes this man wears, he is eye-catching in their eyes.

Of course, it would be more eye-catching without clothes.

After Jian Ming and Shen Cheng came to the studio, they stood at the door and saw the scene under the lights, and couldn't look away anymore.

Looking at the woman in different poses, with a smile on her lips, sometimes seductive, sometimes elegant, the visual impact is much stronger than that of computer PS, staring deeply at those eyes that seem to have swirls, Jian Jian feels dry mouth, " What's the number today?" I really want to pounce on and tear off the white shirt, to kiss and touch the person I know and love deeply.

"January 1." Shen Cheng stared intently, unable to see through anything deeply, and his deep voice was imperceptibly tense.

She licked her lips, Jian Jian's eyes were dark, "I propose to exercise collectively tonight."