The gold master is my diehard fan

"I asked the driver to deliver your car from the company. Are you sure you will go back by yourself?"

Liang Sheng was leaning against the door in gray home clothes, staring at Song Qingwen with eyes full of doting.

After Song Qingwen changed his clothes, he stood there listlessly, took out his mobile phone from his pants, and found that it had been turned off due to lack of battery.

Song Qingwen sighed helplessly. Sister Nan might be looking for her, or she might be at her home. If Liang Sheng sent her back, she would still have to make excuses if she was seen. How troublesome!

Looking at Song Qingwen's awkward walking posture, Liang Sheng pursed his lower lip uncomfortably, feeling guilty for a while: "Shall I help you down?"

Song Qingwen gave him a ungrateful look, hypocritical, why didn't he act so kindly?So he breathed a sigh of relief, without saying a word, went straight out in front of him, endured the discomfort and went downstairs, the pain was not as painful as before after applying the medicine.

Getting in the car, Song Qingwen took a deep breath, his face was a little melancholy, unwilling to stay, he immediately started the car and left.

When they got home, Song Qingwen pushed the door lightly, and as expected, the door was unlocked, and the only one who had her own key was Sister Nan.

"Sister Nan."

Song Qingwen's flattering voice came out, and then slowly pushed open a crack in the door, and squeezed in through the crack.

Gu Nan was sitting on the sofa, when he heard his voice, he stepped forward and grabbed Song Qingwen's collar from the door and pulled him in: "Nowhere to return at night? I'm going to be able to bear it!"

Song Qingwen hugged his head for a second and said, "Sister, it's wrong, don't slap your face."

Seeing his hopeless appearance, Gu Nan was instantly laughed angrily, let go of his hands, straightened his clothes to maintain his noble and glamorous image, sat gracefully on the sofa, picked up the coffee on the table, and used The stirring spoon stirred gently, and the red lips parted slightly: "Explain."

Song Qingwen brushed his hair thinking he was handsome, and was about to sit down when he came over, but Gu Nan gave him a glare, and immediately stood there daring not to move

"You, stand up and answer."

Gu Nan took a sip of his coffee, not even looking at Song Qingwen.

Song Qingwen immediately stood upright obediently, with his head held high, his eyes straight ahead, and he began to talk nonsense with a serious face: "I went to my friend's house yesterday. I was very happy because the audition was successful, so we got together for a while."

Gu Nan snorted, her attitude was quite positive: "Sit down."

Song Qingwen immediately clung to Gu Nan and rubbed her shoulders caringly next to Gu Nan: "Sister, it's my brother's fault that I made you worry."

"Don't you want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs? I just wanted to make it for you. I came here early in the morning to surprise you, but it turned out that you were not here, and the quilt had no trace of sleep. The phone was turned off. I thought you were running away again." gone."

Gu Nan gave him a blank look, Song Qingwen was thinking wildly every day, a character was robbed before, and the one who hugged himself and cried was in a daze, and he still packed his things and insisted on going back to his hometown, if it wasn't because he couldn't pay the liquidated damages, he would still have I can't keep him anymore.

"Oh, it's not that the phone is out of battery, otherwise how dare I not answer your call!"

Gu Nan looked at him helplessly: "Got it, that's right, the crew contacted me and asked you to try on makeup in five days and take a photo of the makeup. You are ready to prepare. Xiaoyun may come back a few days later, and I will meet the owner of a manufacturer that day Talking about advertising resources, so I can't accompany you."

"Okay." Song Qingwen nodded obediently, glanced at the wall clock, swallowed, and hinted: "Sister, it's noon."

Gu Nan laughed lightly, and really had no choice but to take him: "Okay, I'll make you lunch, the spare ribs and vegetables are all bought, how about making you some fish soup by the way?"

"Fish!" Song Qingwen stood up happily and hugged her: "I'll help you."

"Well, just don't make trouble."

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five days later

Song Qingwen went to the makeup test location, because the time was staggered, so it was a pity that he didn't see the hero and heroine.The one who tried makeup with me was an unsmiling man. He looked about the same age as me, and looked about 24 or [-]. He looked like a tough guy, but he was not that rough, and his face was a little bit worse than mine. Overall Well enough.

Song Qingwen changed into an ancient costume, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at himself inside, he was really a handsome young man facing the wind.

He secretly sighed in his heart, worthy of a big production, the costumes were made quickly and gorgeously, compared with the fabrics of the costumes he wore before filming, they were not enough.

It should be because the white brocade robe is too monotonous, so the dressmaker still embroidered auspicious clouds with gold silk on the front and sleeves, and the belt is made of white marble. To this stop, it is elegant and noble.

Luo Wen came in with reading glasses, saw Song Qingwen standing by the mirror, and was a little surprised at how well he fit the character.

I saw that Song Qingwen's hair was half tied with a hair tie, and the rest of the loose hair was hanging on the shoulders, and the lips were painted pale, which looked a little sick.

He was originally born well, but with light makeup and white costumes, he was a bit colder and more lonely, without any disobedience, the feeling of being born for ancient costumes, as if he came from the drama.

Luo Wen has a habit of reading the original works in advance. Although he feels that the characters of the hero and heroine are perfect, especially the heroine, she is wise and resolute, but as a daughter, she is calm in dealing with things and has both civil and military skills.But later, he was still attracted by Bai Yu, and it was rare for him to have such an image that made his eyes shine.

I don't dare to imagine how much suffering a young man endures humiliation, but he will still give his tenderness to his sister, the only relative in the world.Resolute and decisive, at the end it is written that he killed the emperor, stopped the carriage, put his body in the carriage, carefully wrapped the body with cloth, placed the jade pendant he had been wearing next to the emperor, and then drove the horse Rushing down the cliff, besides this, there is nothing else to say, but I have infinite reverie.

Luo Wen once thought that looking at the entertainment industry, none of the many actors he has worked with is suitable. I believe that Bai Yu is the white moonlight in the hearts of many fans of the original work. I can find an actor to play him. It is just a suitable actor until Seeing Song Qingwen, he really gave himself the illusion that he was the person in the book, and he was Bai Yu.

On Luo Wen's normally serious face, a satisfied smile rarely appeared today: "Very good."

Song Qingwen realized that he was at the door, turned around and nodded: "Director Luo."

"Let's go, let's take a makeup photo."

Song Qingwen followed Luo Wen to the shooting location, and the fellow actors were filming.

The black robe he was wearing was embroidered with golden dragons, and his hair was neatly tied into a high ponytail with a crown.

When I read the book before, the author didn't describe the emperor Gu Nanheng's appearance in detail, so when I read the article, I imagined that he should look normal. I didn't expect the crew to find an actor with such good looks.

Luo Wen pointed to the person who was filming on it: "He is acting opposite you, Wu Mingxiu, you can contact in private to find out how you feel."

Song Qingwen nodded. It has to be said that the man looked like an emperor, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a tall and straight figure. Standing there felt oppressive.

It was my turn, Song Qingwen walked to the green cloth, Luo Wen came over and whispered to the photographer, after the photographer listened, he immediately glanced at Song Qingwen, and then nodded to Luo Wen.

"Please stand sideways to give me a sense of character."

The photographer said to him, and waved his hand to signal to some assistants, who bent down and grabbed Song Qingwen's clothes.

Song Qingwen thought for a while, then stood sideways obediently, with his jaw raised slightly, his face as cold as water, but his eyes were a little wet, which added a sense of sadness out of thin air, which was very suitable for Bai Yu.

The photographer immediately got the feeling and quickly took the picture. Luo Wen glanced at the camera and nodded.

"Just this one is fine."

Luo Wen patted the shoulder of Song Qingwen, who had already come, and had to lament how good the understanding of the young man was.In the photo, the tear in his eyes is shining under the light, the beauty is soul-stirring, regardless of gender, it is extraordinarily stunning.

Song Qingwen smiled embarrassedly: "Thank you Director Luo."

Luo Wen chatted with him casually, then turned and left, Song Qingwen pursed his lips, and went to the dressing room to remove makeup.

The cameraman packed up his equipment, and said to Luo Wen who was beside him, "Why do you care so much about the second male actor? At your age, don't you want old cows to eat young grass?"

Luo Wen helped his reading glasses, but he was not angry, but just sighed: "I haven't seen such a talented actor for a long time, there is a kind of actor with good skills, and there is a kind of actor who can empathize with the audience." charm. The former can be cultivated, while the latter can only be born with.”

After finishing speaking, Luo Wen didn't know what he thought of, his face was a little gloomy, he carefully took off his reading glasses, put them in the eye box that he carried with him, turned and left.

a week later

Song Qingwen got up from the bed, stretched his waist, was wearing pajamas, his hair was arched and frizzy, he put on slippers with his sleepy eyes squinted, went to the bathroom to wash up, looked in the mirror and scratched his hair with wet hands, Barely tame the unruly hair.

Growling with hunger, he left the bedroom to see if there was anything to eat in the refrigerator.

Song Qingwen walked into the living room while yawning, and saw a man in a suit sitting on the sofa with his back facing him. Through his back, Song Qingwen searched his memory, but he didn't seem to recognize him, so he quickly shouted: "Who are you?" ? How did you get in?"

The man turned his head, Song Qingwen was startled, Liang Sheng!

Ashamed to say, after so long, I almost forgot about him, let alone being able to recognize his back.

Liang Sheng was obviously very dissatisfied, his eyes were piercing, and he cast his eyes on Song Qingwen with a dark face: "You man, I can come in because you slept and didn't lock the door."

Song Qingwen took a bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator, threw himself into the single sofa, and yawned lazily again: "Oh, I forgot yesterday, my man, what do you want?"

Liang Sheng took a look at the way he was too lazy to pay attention to him, and couldn't help being a little angry. He didn't look for him for so long because he was worried about his injury, and was afraid that he would lose control when he saw him, and he would behave like this when he saw him?

"You forgot your identity!"

Liang Sheng said coldly, and Song Qingwen instantly sobered up. I'm sorry, but I really forgot just now. He is the master of the money, so I can't offend him.

He looked at the yogurt in his hand, took a big sip, got up awkwardly and handed it to Liang Sheng: "Mr. Liang, there is only one bottle left, do you want to drink?"

Liang Sheng glanced at the bottle, joking, he didn't think he ran so far to grab his yogurt, did he?

"Why can't you get through on your phone?"

Song Qingwen slumped on the sofa again, thinking about it seriously. Yesterday he was lying on the bed and used his mobile phone to watch dramas. He fell asleep after watching, but the mobile phone was turned off: "It should be out of battery."

Liang Sheng nodded, his face softened: "Today, the set makeup photos of the crew were released, have you seen them?"

The person who was drinking the milk was stunned, and he twisted his stiff neck dumbly: "Really, so fast?"

Liang Sheng responded, took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo and threw it to Song Qingwen. Song Qingwen picked it up, and the hot search on Weibo was "Mei Hua Nuo's fixed makeup photo", and added a red hot word.

The fifth article below is "Bai Yu's side face", followed by an expression with two eyes showing love.

Song Qingwen smirked, clicked in, and saw his own photo at a glance. After intensive editing, the background became a red plum forest, with residual snow on the flowers. He stood in it, his clothes fluttered, and his eyes were moist and cold. Aloof, and plum blossoms are one.

"How about it?"

Liang Sheng looked at his smirk, and subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

"It's so beautiful. The biggest tragedy in life is that you can't get on yourself."

Song Qingwen sighed narcissistically for himself, then flipped through the comments below, his eyes lit up immediately. .

【"What kind of peerless little fairy is this?"】

【"Oh my god, Bai Yu Benyu, book fans shouted that I can do it!"】

【"It's kind of familiar, I shouldn't forget how good-looking it is!"】

【"Baby Wenwen, my God, is my peerless treasure about to be discovered?"】

【"I'm frantically exploring on the wall of my life."】

【"Give you 1 minute, I want all his information."】

【"@宋清文, sisters, Weibo Amway is for you."】

【…】

There were also some strange voices, saying that [-]% of them were retouching, and some said that the face could barely be seen, but the acting skills were not necessarily so, etc., but Song Qingwen had already practiced a cheeky face, so he automatically ignored it. There is nothing left to praise myself.

Liang Sheng looked at his gradually presumptuous smile, walked over and snatched the phone away, looked down at Song Qingwen's chicken nest head, and rubbed his hair in distaste: "It's almost done, just a few compliments and you'll be in heaven!"

Song Qingwen was not angry either, and raised his head with a look of beating, and asked triumphantly: "Mr. Liang, let me interview you. How does it feel to be able to sleep with such a beautiful little fairy boy like me?"

Liang Sheng snorted coldly, and sat down again: "I don't feel anything, it's just that when I fucked you, the barking was too loud, and it made my ears hurt."

Song Qingwen rewarded him with a standard smirk: "Okay, it will improve in the future, please go back if you have nothing else to do."

Seeing his furious appearance, Liang Sheng suppressed his smile, looked him over, and said solemnly: "No need to change, I really like listening to you, it makes me very motivated."

Hearing this, Song Qingwen immediately fell silent. He was happy today and forgave him.

At this time, his stomach growled untimely, Song Qingwen blushed, and lowered his head in embarrassment: "Borrow my phone, I'll order a takeaway."

Liang Sheng didn't give it to him, but frowned: "Takeaway is not good for your health, I'll make it for you."

After finishing speaking, he went to the kitchen. Song Qingwen just stretched out his hand to stop him, but the person had already entered, so he had no choice but to withdraw his Erkang hand.

Are all the gold masters like this?Came all the way here to send news, and even made breakfast thoughtfully?Shouldn't you let yourself wait carefully and try your best to please?

serve?Please?Song Qingwen couldn't help thinking about the scene of himself serving Liang Sheng in a pretentious uniform, and felt a chill all over his body.

According to my own guess, [-]% of Liang Sheng is inexperienced. This is the first time he has taken care of someone.

It's better not to tell him these things, after all, there is no reason not to send him to his door to serve him!

Thinking of this, Song Qingwen got up from his small sofa and changed to the couch that Liang Sheng was sitting on just now, then lay down lazily, crossed his legs, turned on the TV, touched a bag of potato chips to fill his stomach first.