Star II

He stared at me for a while, gnashing his teeth, and then rolled his eyes, as if he had another idea.

"The paintings you sell at school refer to oil paintings. I don't need to have such a high degree of completion. I just need a charcoal sketch. To tell you the truth, I met a street artist a few months ago and drew it for me. It's only sixty in half an hour," Director Hou emphasized, "RMB!"

After I finished speaking, I was afraid that I would not believe it, so I took out the photo on my phone and showed it to me, and even shook it in front of the camera.

I glanced at it, and I knew it in my heart. The degree of completion is indeed similar to the one in my hand, but the model is very different.

I told him: "I will reduce the price when I meet a model with good eyesight."

Director Hou pointed to his chin: "Am I unsightly?"

I just said: "I said no discount."

He asked angrily, "How much do you charge for Mu Haoyan's painting?"

"Free." After all, I am the main animation.

Hou Dao was heartbroken: "You still say you are not Huo Miao!"

I replied with certainty: "No, you have identified the wrong person."

Seeing Director Hou slumped, the staff behind him wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. They all turned their heads and covered their mouths and their shoulders trembled.

I can see that Director Hou's status in the group is not low, and it's probably Aunt Lin's care to accommodate me like this. Now that I have seen through the reasons, I will not restrain myself, and I will have no fear if I have confidence.

The female choreographer wearing glasses smiled and comforted him: "Think about it from another angle, Brother Yuan, you and Mourinho are only five hundred dollars apart."

Director Hou stepped down after receiving the steps, calmed down a lot, and asked me again: "Is someone really paying five hundred dollars to buy your paintings?" He waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm not saying that your paintings are not good, but that you are pure and simple. Out of layman curiosity."

"Not much." After I packed my luggage and had nothing to do, I simply poured myself a glass of water and sat down on the sofa to chat with him. "It's only four or five."

He put his mobile phone in front of the camera and used a calculator program to calculate how much RMB [-] dollars is, and exaggeratedly sighed: "You started earning money to support your family at a young age."

I didn't answer, even if my father goes bankrupt and my mother dies, I won't be able to raise this family.

Director Hou got used to my silence from time to time, and asked, "Can I see the finished product?"

I pointed to the two paintings on the wall, and photographer No. 2 immediately went over to take close-ups, and the staff also surrounded them, commenting on the impact of the colors.

Director Hou asked, "How long does it take to paint such an oil painting?"

I said at least two months, but he said five hundred dollars is not a loss.

I glanced at him and he smiled at me off camera.I have generally noticed that Chinese people are more sensitive when it comes to money, and he is deliberately covering it up for me.

I shook my head: "No, I'm not selling oil paintings."

Director Hou's expression began to twist.

I thought about it, and there was a portrait in my phone that Nathaniel insisted I save, so I opened it and put it on the table.

"It's this kind."

The photographer and Director Hou bent down together, unable to straighten up for a long time.

Director Hou said with difficulty: "Abstract painting?"

I lowered my eyes, I was so annoyed at that time, with anger in my strokes, I drew his blue eyes into hollow circles, the long golden hair braided into messy lines, the high bridge of the nose was like a silver hook hooking the plump lips.After painting, I wanted to destroy it, but Nathaniel refused, clamoring that it was his special symbol.

I crossed my legs and took a sip of the lemonade.

"They buy my paintings because they want to be my models. It doesn't matter if the paintings are good or not."

Hou Dao seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights, his mouth opened and closed, opened and closed again, and the cycle repeated.

The female choreographer was surprised: "They spent money just to be your model?"

I looked at her, thinking I had explained it clearly.

The female choreographer and I looked at each other for a few seconds, and then looked away first.

"It's not incomprehensible." She said with a blushing face.

I looked at the time and asked Director Hou if it was almost the same. Dai Lingmai had to wear a wireless device around his waist, which made me very uncomfortable.

Director Hou was stunned for a moment, then decided to rest and move to the airport.

Gu An immediately ran over to pick up the microphone for me.

Director Hou said with emotion: "I was worried that you would have no good material, but I didn't expect you to be a treasure boy."

The female choreographer said with a smile: "The mood is like a roller coaster, admiring for a while, angry for a while, sometimes I think it's cute, sometimes I think it's disgusting, I have to let the audience experience the feeling of love and hate."

Their love and hate have nothing to do with me, I put on my coat and listened to Gu An talk about the next itinerary.

The starting places of the stars are different. We met directly in the ancient town. I set off from the capital and had to take a two-hour plane and a three-hour bus.

On the way, Aunt Lin pulled me into a creative group called "We Are Family", and there were only eight people in it.Me, the five big stars, Aunt Lin and Director Hou.

I have nothing to say, so I sent you a hello.

The following quickly replied with three lines of messages, with cute expressions.

The actress named Ying Leng asked, why did my younger brother stop talking, was he shy?

I replied no, and the next second I received her friend request, the content of the request was "I am a fan of Teacher Jin".

Nothing new.

Later, other people added me as friends, and I agreed to them all.

Back in the group chat, their topics became when the new movie will be released, which mask is easy to use, where to pick up food after the recording, etc. They seem to be very familiar with each other.

I looked at it bored for a while, but I didn't see Mu Haoyan's bubble emerging, so I was about to quit. At this time, I received a new friend request from the group chat.

Yan: Hello, I am Mu Haoyan.

Me: Hello, I'm Xu Yien.

Mu Haoyan: You departed from the Capital Airport, and so did I, one flight later than you.

me: oh.

The avatar over there changed to "typing", and after typing for a long time, only three words came out.

Mu Haoyan: Together?

I don't quite understand the star's thinking, so I typed and replied: You are one class later than me.

Mu Haoyan: I can change the ticket.

Before I could figure out how to answer, I received a message from Aunt Lin. Aunt Lin told me that even though director Hou said I performed well, she was still worried that I didn't understand the rules of variety shows and wanted to ask Mu Haoyan to take me with her. .

It turned out to be the case.

I learned the truth, and thanked politely: Thank you, don't bother, see you on video.

"Is typing" for another long time, and finally output two words: OK.

I asked Gu An, is Mu Haoyan also a student of studying abroad?

Gu An said: "No, he made his debut after graduating from high school."

"Domestic high school?"

"Yes," Gu An looked at me suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

I think Mu Haoyan's pinyin is not very good, and it takes a long time to type.