Superstar Rebirth: The Actor is a Million

When he got his own note, Wen Yang's eyelids twitched, he looked up to meet Zhu Min's smiling expression, a black line was drawn across his forehead.

There is a feeling that the program group deliberately.

Yang Shuo couldn't help looking at him, but he looked away as if he was worried about something, and he didn't intend to come over to find him.

On the contrary, the twins hugged him one from the left and the other from the right, and asked curiously in unison: "What's the captain's?"

Their same tone made the audience in the live broadcast room have to sigh: they really deserve to be the tacit twins with telepathy.

Wen Yang spread out the note, a little helpless: "Women's clothes."

"Then don't we want to feast our eyes?" Xu Qihang's eyes lit up.

The captain's appearance is exquisite. If he was dressed as a woman, he would definitely be graceful. He rubbed his chin and imagined the scene, and his smile gradually became obscene.

Xu Yangfan winked: "Isn't there a male concubine?"

"Yes." Xu Qihang nodded.

Wen Yang sighed: "It depends on how the program group arranges."

However, for the sake of popularity, the program group is more likely to let him wear women's clothing.

Rubbing between his eyebrows, he had never played a role in reverse in his previous life, so he still felt a little awkward thinking about wearing women's clothing later.

Probably in order to create a stunning effect, the director specially asked him to appear in the finale. After learning about the roles everyone was going to play, the fans were also looking forward to it.

Song Nian deliberately passed in front of him, raising his eyebrows gloatingly: "I look forward to your performance, beautiful concubine."

"Ah." Wen Yang sighed softly, "I also look forward to your role, the father-in-law who beats mandarin ducks?"

Song Nian curled his lips, wondering when this kid Wen Yang became so talkative.

Yang Shuo, the big and tall guy, drew a cat that was imitated foraging. His sturdy appearance couldn't match the cute cat.

But a big man wearing cat ears and flicking his tail behind him makes people can't help saying that the contrast is too cute.

【It would be even better if you put on a maid outfit】

[I also think that it must be nice to look forward to Yang Yang's appearance in women's clothing]

[Everyone remember to record the screen later, I am ready to use it as a wallpaper. 】

In the past three months, the fans who followed him all the way got to know this young man well. They found that the sharp warm sun in the past had faded away, and there was a joyful softness accumulated in his whole body.

It was far from the rebellious person they remembered.

[It's like the rebellious boy I raised has grown up and matured] Some fans commented.

The front desk assessment was in full swing, and Chen Feng took Navell, the judge, to perform a scene of lovers breaking up at the station, portraying an affectionate man very well.

Wen Yang walked to his private dressing room with heavy steps, and the corner of his mouth twitched when he saw the clothes he was about to change.

Sure enough, it is women's clothing.

Or a very exotic Persian dress.

He carried the clothes into the changing room. He had just put on a long fringed skirt, but when he faced the strappy top, he froze for a moment at a loss.

Seeing that he lingered for a long time and did not come out, the makeup artist shouted outside: "Do you need help?"

"Tie me a strap, please," he replied.

Wen Yang opened the door and turned his back to the entrance, lowered his head and began to straighten the tangled tassels on the skirt.

This tassel is on a metal chain and is easy to knot.

His attention was focused on untying the tassels, so he didn't notice that it was not a female makeup artist who was helping him tie the straps behind him.

But Fu Chao.

Fu Chao was a bit taller than him. When standing behind him, looking at him from a certain angle, it was as if he was holding him in his arms.

The laces need to go through the holes in the clothes, and it is inevitable that they will touch the fair skin of the teenager, and the touch feels slightly cool, smooth and delicate like natural ice silk.

Fu Chao didn't make a sound, his gaze slipped from the boy's exposed shoulders to his butterfly-like shoulder blades.

Hands with distinct phalanges ran across his back, and soon tied them into a delicate bow.

Wen Yang finally tidied up the tassels, and he, who was a little obsessive-compulsive, stretched his brows, and turned his head with a polite smile: "Thank you."

The sound of the words was swallowed between his lips and teeth. The moment he saw Fu Chao, the curvature of his lips fell, and he took a big step back vigilantly: "Why is it you?"

Fu Chao chuckled, his phoenix eyes narrowed to make the end of his eyes narrower and longer, he took a step forward, and stretched out his hand to him: "Are you guarding against me?"

Wen Yang immediately wanted to turn his body sideways to avoid his touch, but Fu Chao quickly landed on his shoulder strap, tidied it up and calmly withdrew his hand.

He smiled embarrassingly: "Boss Fu misunderstood, this is just a conditioned reflex of the body facing strangers."

"It's the first time I've seen someone who confesses like a strange man." Fu Chao sneered.

There was a black line across Wen Yang's forehead, he coughed lightly, and smiled to hide his embarrassment: "It's just a misunderstanding."

He always had the illusion that Fu Chao was deliberately targeting him, but the other side remained calm and didn't seem to take him seriously.

In front of him was the original owner's crush, remembering the scene of the confession in the parking lot, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

He still couldn't figure out how the original owner had the guts to confess his love to such an iceberg-like person and even do things like stop cars in the parking lot.

"It's time to go out, Zhen's beloved concubine." Fu Chao glanced up and down at his appearance in the dress, and the color of his eyes deepened a little.

Wen Yang rubbed his nose and guessed the intention of the program group.

Fu Chao will cooperate with him to complete the final assessment, and as a faint king, he also needs to put on makeup backstage at this time.

The legendary cold-faced president actually agreed to the program team to cooperate with him?

He couldn't figure out Fu Chao's inner thoughts.

Wen Yang was wearing a Persian long skirt, with her beautiful waist exposed, and the short top and skirt were covered with tassels.

When he came out of the changing room, the make-up artist was dumbfounded.

It's really that his face is too delicate, and his indistinguishable face is dressed in women's clothes, and there is no sense of disobedience.

Seeing Fu Chao who was being crowned by the staff beside him, Wen Yang probably knew that he was able to have such a separate dressing room because of Mr. Fu's credit.

He closed his eyes and let the makeup artist work on his face. He also put on a wig and a light gauze on his head.

Seeing him dressed up, Fu Chao's phoenix eyes flashed with amazement.

The young man's seductive and pure temperament is mastered to the extreme, and that inadvertent glance is even more unforgettable.

Wen Yang tried his best not to look at Fu Chao, but Fu Chao's gaze on him was so hot that he couldn't ignore it.

He thought that in the future in the company, he had to avoid this dangerous person.

But there are some things that he can't do if he wants to.

"You seem to be missing something." Fu Chaowu said.