Dressed in cannon fodder white moonlight, I became popular

Over the years, Mo Hanyu has not only redeveloped the original Mo Group, but also started his own business and established a game company. In the past few years, he has also become a rising star in this circle with several hits that have gone out of the circle.

Recently, there was a planned game, which just happened to be a bit stuck in the design of the game characters, and he was not satisfied with the several proposals mentioned below.

He didn't expect that he would see such a powerful makeup artist in Mo Qingyun's makeup team, it felt like a master among the people.

"I don't have any foundation in painting." Bu Qingyun said truthfully.

Although he is good at special effects makeup and has good skills in makeup, it does not mean that his painting level is very high.

And that effect map is nothing more than a set of data built out, no drawing skills are required.

Most importantly, Bu Qingyun didn't want to use his current face to work in Mo Hanyu's company.

It's okay to dress up like this for a day or two, does he still have to get up every morning and spend an hour making a fake face and body for himself?

"You don't need any foundation in painting." Mo Hanyu still didn't want to let such a talent go, "I think your ideas and aesthetics are very good, and I want you to be a special consultant to help out some idea."

Mo Hanyu said seriously: "Our company is very short of such talents, and I can pay them according to the highest standard in the market."

The idea of ​​rejecting it that was originally planned to be rejected unconsciously became a little loose, and Bu Qingyun tightened the corners of his lips and asked, "Is there a special need?"

"Yes." Mo Hanyu nodded, and turned to look at his younger brother who was watching from the sidelines, "Qingyun, please help me talk to your makeup artist, it won't take him too much time, even if he comes as a special consultant, I must first ensure that your work here will not be affected."

Mo Qingyun didn't know what kind of advice to give. Under such circumstances, he felt that it was really difficult for him to speak up. He could understand Bu Qingyun's concerns, but he also hoped that Bu Qingyun would help Mo Hanyu.

"Usually, I have to go home to accompany my wife and children." Bu Qingyun casually made up some family members for himself, "It's very tiring to run around with Xiao Mo, and I feel that I owe a lot to my family in the past few years, so maybe I can't promise you anymore."

"Well, it depends on Brother Bu's wishes." Mo Qingyun spread her hands and continued following what Bu Qingyun made up, "Brother Bu complained to me a few days ago, saying that he would accompany his wife There is too little time for him, and the family has begun to have opinions on him, and his son has become estranged from him."

"This..." Mo Hanyu wanted to say that this was actually not that much of a waste of time, but seeing that Bu Qingyun was really reluctant, it was not appropriate to force others.

After thinking about it, Mo Hanyu still felt a little reconciled: "If there are any difficulties at home, I can also help to solve them here. If you feel that it is too tiring to follow Qingyun to run the crew, I can also provide full-time jobs here... …”

"It's still not necessary." Before Bu Qingyun could say anything, a man suddenly entered the dressing room and interrupted Mo Hanyu.

Mo Qingyun followed the voice of the voice and found that the person who came in was none other than her childhood friend, Meng Zhuo.

"Brother Yu, Qingyun." Meng Zhuo greeted Mo Hanyu and Mo Qingyun successively, then looked at Mo Hanyu and said, "Brother Yu, Brother Bu signed a long-term contract with me a while ago, and the contract will start tomorrow." It comes into effect, which stipulates that he cannot work part-time during the contract period."

"Ah?" Mo Qingyun felt that she couldn't understand the direction of the matter. When did Bu Qingyun sign the contract with Meng Zhuo? Didn't he tell himself that he was a freelancer and relied on his skills to pick up casual jobs for a living?

Bu Qingyun gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, I don't remember this incident, did you recognize the wrong person?"

"No." Meng Zhuo put his hands on Bu Qingyun's shoulders, with a sincere smile on his face, "When you signed the contract with me, your wife was there, don't you remember?"

"And you and your wife have both signed the contract." Meng Zhuo continued, standing a few steps closer to Bu Qingyun.

What kind of shit lady is there!Bu Qingyun suppressed his desire to beat Meng Zhuo's head, gritted his teeth and said, "I still don't remember this incident. My wife always takes care of the children at home."

"Oh, really?" Meng Zhuo patted Bu Qingyun's stomach, "Your wife has been taking care of the children at home?"

The conversation between the two became more and more strange, Mo Hanyu was dumbfounded, he wanted to ask a bunch of things, but he didn't know which one to ask.

Mo Qingyun couldn't help coughing lightly: "Well, do you want to go out alone and say that I'm going to work."

Seeing that it was almost time to go to the set, it was fine for the two of them to be in a stalemate, and they blocked the road, which made it difficult for him.

"Sorry." Meng Zhuo staggered a step to give way, but his hand was still on Bu Qingyun's shoulder.

"Qingyun." Seeing that Mo Qingyun was about to walk out of the dressing room, Meng Zhuo suddenly stopped him, "Although... But thank you very much for helping me take care of him recently, if someone treats you badly, as a friend, Come find me anytime."

Standing next to Meng Zhuo, Bu Qingyun was tense and kept making small movements with his hands. Mo Qingyun was all too familiar with this state.

In addition, although Meng Zhuo was standing next to Bu Qingyun, the movements of his hands almost hugged him into his arms, completely in the posture of a protector.

He somewhat understood who Bu Qingyun was hiding from recently, and why he said that his place was the safest place.

If Meng Zhuo already knew, then it is indeed the safest place around him, because according to the inherent logic, the person Bu Qingyun is least likely to ask for help should be himself.

And the person Meng Zhuo didn't know how to face the most was Mo Qingyun.

"Okay." Mo Qingyun smiled, "Brother Bu also asked you to take care of me."

Mo Hanyu was listening in a daze, all he knew was that he really couldn't find this person, and he didn't understand the rest of the content, but seeing that his younger brother was going to follow the staff to the set, he had no choice but to follow him. The people in the room said goodbye and went to the set.

Soon only Bu Qingyun and Meng Zhuo were left in the room.

Bu Qingyun was still in a state of defense, and he quickly shook off Meng Zhuo's hand on his shoulder: "I said before, you misunderstood the wrong person, you young people, do you just like touching porcelain everywhere so much? "

"Admit your mistake?" Meng Zhuo approached abruptly, cornered him with a few steps, and put his hand on Bu Qingyun's collar, "Do you have to admit that I have to expose all your disguises now?"

"The only person I mistook was the few times I met Mo Qingyun before, because I mistook him for you." Meng Zhuo stared at the black-faced man in front of him, "Since I have found you, then you You have to be willing to bet and admit defeat, you little bastard."

Bu Qingyun avoided the sight of Meng Zhuo looking at him, turned his head to stare at the tip of his shoe, his attitude softened instantly, and said softly, "You wouldn't treat me like this before."

In the past, Meng Zhuo was responsive to his needs, he was his good buddy and good friend, no matter what happened to him, he never pushed himself into a corner, and then sternly asked himself.

If the timeline is stretched a little longer, Meng Zhuo is still a warm but gentle Pian Pianjia son in the future that was about to be experienced.

"Then what did you do to me?" Meng Zhuo's eyes became sad, he stretched out his hand to lift Bu Qingyun's collar, and removed the things hanging on him one by one, until the person in front of him changed from a burly to a The fat man returned to his previous appearance again.

He doesn't like things that separate him from his beloved boy, even if it's just some inanimate props for disguise.

"I knew when you left, but I didn't get up to stop you." Meng Zhuo sighed, buried his head on Bu Qingyun's shoulder, smelling his unique smell, "I didn't really fall asleep, I heard It's time for what you told me."

"Don't deny it, you said, if I can find you again, it means that we are still destined, and you said you would accept me."

"Now do you want to go back on your word?"

After finishing speaking, Meng Zhuo bit down on Bu Qingyun's neck, stopped when his teeth were about to pierce the other's skin, and lightly licked the tooth marks left by him with the tip of his tongue.

The other party's touch gave way to Bu Qingyun, who couldn't help but tremble a little, stretched out his hand to push the other party away, but found that he didn't seem to have the determination.

He used to be afraid of the love that people around him gave him, so he took the most negative way to fight and escape, because he knew that those things that did not belong to him were just a shameful predator.

He tremblingly followed the established script again and again, terrified all day long, and finally fortunately found a chance to get rid of the nightmare-like trajectory, and found a chance to escape his fate.

Of course, he also longs for love, wants someone to love him, and hopes that the one who can be loved is the real self.

"Look, you don't want to push me away." Meng Zhuo was keenly aware of Bu Qingyun's attitude, and immediately grabbed hold of it, his tone softened, "The raw rice is already cooked, you have to be responsible to me. "

Bu Qingyun sighed in a low voice: "I have to tell Qingyun, and today's work is not completely over yet, you just took me away, what will others do?"

"Promise me first, you won't break your promise again." Meng Zhuo hugged the person in his arms and did not let go. He finally found the treasure he had escaped from the clues. If the treasure escaped from his eyes again, he could not accept it .

"No." Bu Qingyun stretched his arms around the other party and said, "I will go with you, and I won't break my promise again."

Compared with constantly avoiding and searching, maybe he has already got what he wants, but he has always refused to believe it.

To be able to continuously meet me among thousands of people and recognize me at a glance, this in itself proves a lot.

When Bu Qingyun came, he came to find Mo Qingyun uninvited, but it's not easy to be like this when he left, besides, his work is not completely over yet.

Meng Zhuo was worried that the little bastard he had caught so hard would escape again, and would follow him to death, so Bu Qingyun had no choice but to take him to the set.

The first scene happened to end at this time, and Bu Qingyun conveniently helped Mo Qingyun touch up her makeup, omitting the cause and the story, and roughly talked about the matter between herself and Meng Zhuo.

"If you need me to do makeup in the future, just contact me directly." Bu Qingyun said, "He has been in a little mood these days, I will spend more time with him, and everything will be normal after that."

Mo Qingyun's current makeup is basically finalized, but if she wants to produce makeup of this quality, only Bu Qingyun can do it for the entire crew. If she changes to someone else midway, it may affect the effect of the subsequent shooting.

"Success." Mo Qingyun was worried that Bu Qingyun would not cooperate in the future. After all, they didn't specialize in doing this. Seeing that Bu Qingyun had made a promise on his own initiative, he naturally wouldn't give up this opportunity. The schedule is all set.

Bu Qingyun got dizzy when he heard it, and quickly waved his hands: "Hey, I can't remember what you said so much. I usually don't have many things to do, so you can contact me anytime."

His work can basically be done with a computer, and it's not too much trouble to do Mo Qingyun's makeup, and Bu Qingyun doesn't bother to remember those schedules.

"With your words, I'm relieved." Mo Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

"And I didn't leave immediately today. I won't leave until your last scene is over." Bu Qingyun added.

Always have a sense of responsibility in doing things, since he has already taken over the job, Bu Qingyun doesn't want any accidents in the last half day.

Mo Qingyun suddenly thought of what Mo Hanyu said just now, and asked casually: "By the way, do you really not consider brother's work? I can see that you want to help him."

Mo Hanyu really attaches great importance to his game company. This is a business he has developed from scratch, and Mo Qingyun also hopes that he can go smoothly.

"Well, I will help." With Meng Zhuo by his side, Bu Qingyun talked about Mo Hanyu much more naturally than before.

In any case, Mo Hanyu's concern for him before was never fake. He felt guilty and kept dealing with it negatively, which also caused a lot of harm to them.

Now that he has the opportunity to make up for one or two, of course Bu Qingyun will not stand on the sidelines, but he has to change his identity to help.

Mo Qingyun glanced at Gu Peimin who was forced to stand in the distance, then turned to Bu Qingyun with a smile and comforted him: "We will all get better and better."

"Yes." Bu Qingyun looked at Meng Zhuo who was two steps away from him, and nodded, "Yes, everything is developing in a better direction."