After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

In fact, his yelling was not loud, especially the word "Ci Ke", which was originally a soft voice, but this inexplicable sound passed through the moist morning mist and attracted Ye Cike's attention.

The young man stood on the balcony on the second floor, and Chen Feng pulled the veil behind him, like a pair of open wings, he waved his arms and waved at Ye Cike in a big way.

——If he hadn't seen how noisy he was yesterday, Ye Cike would have been confused by this scene and believed that he was an angel.

He supported Mr. He and nodded slightly as a greeting.

As a result, the person upstairs immediately yelled at him: "Ye Cike! Director Lei said that he gave me 3 yuan for the first episode. Do you want to sign it or not!"

Ye Cike was a little dazed, could this be said out loud on the second floor?

And isn't Director Lei standing beside him?

Lei Dao was indeed standing beside him, Lei Gan's effortless ridicule just now was gone, and he was a little embarrassed instead.

Qiao Zhihuan pretended not to notice, resting her chin on the stone railing, looking at Ye Cike all the time.

When I was reading novels before, whenever Ye Cike appeared on the stage, the author must describe the appearance in five or six lines on the water, such as "red lips like blood, pale to sick skin, thick curly hair like dark clouds, sculpture-like deep contours, broken and desperate beauty", etc. wait wait wait.

Readers couldn't bear the water, so they started a topic at the bottom of the article and shouted, "Please, we already know how good-looking Ye Cike is, don't be so ugly!!"

At that time, the author replied with only six words: "No, you don't know."

He didn't think so at the time, but the moment he saw Ye Cike in the morning mist, Qiao Zhihuan realized that the author was right and he really didn't know.

When those piled up rhetoric met the living Ye Cike, they instantly became extremely pale.

In his mind, only a line from "Adam in the Wasteland" remained——

"He is the last rose on the barren land."

Ye Cike had already walked to the balcony, and Qiao Zhihuan could almost see the morning dew on his black hair. He lowered his head and asked, "Ye Cike, do you think this contract will be signed or not?"

Ye Cike didn't look up, and helped He Qichun go straight to the first floor.

Qiao Zhihuan thought he was too lazy to answer, but a soft "Don't sign" suddenly floated in the air.

Only then did he turn to look at Director Lei, who frowned: "The terms of the contract are confidential, what's the matter with you kid, you still yelling loudly?"

Qiao Zhi laughed and said, "Why, Director Lei, you also know that the price is embarrassing, so I'm sorry to shout about it."

Only then did Lei Gan want to turn around, this kid is going to show him off!

Just looking at his appearance, he thought that this person should be easy to manipulate, but he didn't expect him to be a stubborn stubble.

Lei Gan didn't make any further detours: "Then what do you want to talk about?"

Qiao Zhihuan leaned back a little and put away her smile.The delicacy of his facial features has all turned into a very imposing and sharp, and even his voice has softened a lot: "Let me compete easily."

"80 per installment, the contract will be renewed for each installment, and the payment must be settled before shooting."

Mr. Lei's face twisted strangely: "Do you know what the prices of other students are?"

"Don't worry." Qiao Zhihuan said coldly, "I haven't finished yet."

He stretched out his right hand and raised his fingers: "Second, I have full control over the stage I participate in. I design all the lighting and choreography myself. The program team provides necessary support, but no interference is allowed."

Lei Gan sneered, squinted his eyes and lit a cigarette.

"Third, if there are endorsements and commercial intervening, the commercial party needs me to talk face-to-face. I have the right to make my own choice, and I will not be controlled by the program group. By the way, I will not accompany the commercial party to socialize and drink."

"Finally, I want the best ID card."

Lei Gan was a little surprised: "The identity card competition system hasn't been announced yet, where did you get the news?"

Qiao Zhihuan smiled slightly, and looked at him with folded arms.

When he came, Director Lei thought that this person was personally invited by the chief director, not to mention being grateful, but at least maintaining a high level of respect, who knew that this person couldn't tell the difference between the big and the big, and turned against the guest.

He exhaled a long puff of smoke, and changed his style of play: "Little friend, do you know who I am?"

"know."

Qiao Zhihuan was not afraid, "It is because I know who you are that I dare to make such a condition."

"You have been in the industry for more than 30 years. You have worked with countless artists, big and small, and won numerous awards. You are the queen director of Big Orange Entertainment. Even the actor Yan Liang has to respect you."

These words finally made Director Lei feel a lot more comfortable.

"—So, others may not be able to see it. But Director Lei should know my value the first time he sees me, and he should also know the conditions I mentioned, fundamental, basic, not, excessive, and part."

Director Lei looked straight at him.

A portion of the cigarette ash fell out of his hand, Lei Gan finally gave a short laugh, and put on an unpredictable smile: "Young man, he has a temper and is aggressive, I like it."

"However...you have to pay the price for what you say."

Lei Gan dialed the phone: "Dang Rui, add a student agreement. The kind of betting against each other."

He presses to put out the cigarette butt, there are many gray rules in the circle, as long as he enters the industry, there are plenty of opportunities to handle him.

Because a lot of special clauses have been added, it will take some time to draw up the agreement. Qiao Zhihuan made an appointment with the chief director to record in the advanced studio today. After the agreement is drawn up, it will be signed again.

In order to show the sincerity of the contract, half of the recording amount of the first phase was sent as a deposit.

After confirming the account, Qiao Zhihuan took the clothes and entered the backstage dressing room.

In order to keep the background clean and make the shots look good, and to prevent other students from collapsing, each workstation in the dressing room was separated by soft curtains, and the shadow of the makeup artist was reflected on the soft curtains, making them very busy.

Qiao Zhihuan walked in while looking for a free makeup artist, and when he passed a certain soft curtain, someone coughed deliberately.

There seems to be no make-up artist at this workbench, and there is only one person's shadow reflected on the soft curtain.

The man stood up, and the shadow stretched out, thickly covering the soft curtain.

Qiao Zhihuan recognized him, and Ye Cike talked to him through the thin soft curtain: "Have you signed it?"

Qiao Zhi laughed and said, "Aren't you in a hurry to leave and are too lazy to talk to me?"

"I just want to remind you that it's better for Director Lei to be less involved."

"Don't worry. He didn't take advantage of anything."

As Qiao Zhihuan spoke, she leaned towards the curtain, but suddenly a hand protruded from the side of the soft curtain.

Her complexion is pale, and the veins under her skin are faintly visible. There is a long scratch on the inside of her wrist, which is the wound left by the rose holder yesterday.

The wound has solidified, slender and rosy, like a thread-like ruby ​​embedded in the skin.

This hand flicked past, stuffed something into his palm and then took it back.

Qiao Zhihuan spread out her palm, it was a liver protection tablet.

"Thank you for helping me with my wound yesterday."

Qiao Zhihuan didn't say a word, he stared at the liver protection tablet carefully for a long time: "Are you severely obsessive-compulsive?"

Ye Cike: "..."

Liver protection tablets are cut from the medicine board.The pills are arranged obliquely, and the corners are cut meticulously along the inclination of the pills, without even burrs.

Flipping to the back, you can still vaguely see traces of pencil drawing auxiliary lines.

Ye Cike was annoyed: "You're welcome."

Only then did Qiao Zhihuan pinch the pill into her palm and thank you with a smile.

Qiao Zhihuan asked the staff for water and ate liver protection tablets, and turned around to see an empty dressing room.

Now it was not far from the start of the recording, he opened the curtain after saying hello, caught off guard and met the makeup artist's eyes.

The makeup artist was Mediterranean, with bronzed skin and lightly bleached eyebrows and hair.He was stunned for a moment, and then exaggerated in English: "Who sent you here to put on makeup!"

Qiao Zhihuan was taken aback for a moment: "Sorry, I'll go find someone else."

"Nononono!" The makeup artist pressed him on the chair and looked at him in the mirror, "Please allow me to do your makeup. Sorry for scaring you, I just think you are so beautiful, without makeup is like the Aegean sea The sunset glow is so beautiful. Have you seen the sunset glow here?"

Qiao Zhihuan shook her head and said no.

"Oh." He shook his head regretfully, "You should watch it. At sunset, the sun gradually softens and turns into a gentle orange-red sunset. That is the most romantic thing in the world. Besides, haven't you heard that saying? The lovers who have seen the sunset in the Aegean Sea together—”

Qiao Zhi laughed and interrupted him: "Thank you. However, I'm not the type who believes in romance."

Qiao Zhihuan put on makeup very quickly. When he was almost done, the makeup artist asked him to close his eyes, "Hold your breath."

A burst of fragrant mist came.

"OK, finished."

Qiao Zhihuan opened her eyes, and another self was reflected in the mirror.

The make-up artist maintained his refreshing and clean features, and only slightly modified his facial features.

In the last step, the makeup artist blew a puff of shimmering blush on the corners of his eyes, and if there was any color that seemed to be there, it spread under his eyes, and the shimmer was delicate and brilliant.

As soon as the light shone, it seemed that he was not drunk, his brows and eyes were gentle and shining.

Staring at the strange self in the mirror, the enthusiastic shouts of the audience seemed to be still in my ears.

The last time I did stage makeup was more than a year ago.

Qiao Zhihuan smiled at the makeup artist in the mirror: "Your makeup is great."

"I'm quite satisfied too! Can I take a few photos of you and post them on Instagram? I'll post them after your stage."

After getting the permission, the makeup artist kept taking pictures of him. After the shooting, in order to thank him for his cooperation, the makeup artist took out a well-made glass sugar bowl from the box and stuffed it for him.

Qiao Zhihuan politely declined: "I don't like candy."

"This is no ordinary candy." The makeup artist looked at him seriously, "This is the sunset glow on the Aegean Sea."

The candies are made into gold-plated gradients, like crushing the gorgeous haze and kneading them into the colorful icing.

It reminded him of the day when the cat was rescued, when the crowd was moving, he saw Ye Cike at a glance, tall, thin, calm and serious, but behind him was the gorgeous haze of the sky.

Qiao Zhihuan didn't insist anymore, and took the jar of candy after thanking her again and again.

After putting on her makeup, Qiao Zhihuan held the can of sugar and walked back to the soft curtain covering Ye Cike with ease.

He memorized what happened yesterday, and vaguely knew that Ye Cike sent him back, and he just gave him liver protection tablets, so thank you is not too much.

It's a pity that he turned around outside the curtain a few times, the soft curtain was like a knife, he just couldn't go down and pull it open.

After thinking about it, he spoke to Ye Cike's back through the curtain: "Yesterday...thank you."

Before the next sentence was brewed, the curtain was pulled open with a swish.

The "police" uncle gritted his teeth: "It's you! The red scarf who stands up for justice!"