The little star I hold is a real big guy

Zhang Chaohe didn't know what the dog director was thinking at all, otherwise he would have let the blood splatter on the spot - he cooperated with the photographer earnestly to complete the first set of shooting.

However, the second group needed to shoot Cheng Jixue's imperial concubine outfit, so Cheng Jixue had to go backstage to change clothes first.

He was secretly stopped by Chen Xingting. Chen Xingting showed him the rough sketches with a tablet. The photos had been processed with special effects and had the tranquility of old photos—the commanding officer with a lonely temperament stood behind Chang Xiaoyue like a silent mountain. , Chang Xiaoyue also restrained her spikes, and smiled shyly and nervously.

The time is just right, and it is fixed at a time when there are no regrets.

"What do you think!" Chen Xingting gave a mysterious description, the content ranged from the righteousness of the family and the country to the love of confidants. Blasphemy! !

Zhang Chaohe was stunned by Chen Gou on the spot... Plus the photo is so beautiful, he even likes it a little bit?

Mr. Zhang rubbed the tablet case and praised it highly: "Not bad, not bad, the shot is really good!"

He obviously didn't realize that, judging from the faces of the two of them, it would look good even if they were begging in a sackcloth bag and on crutches. Chen Gou was just diverting the attention of the donor's father!

Chen Xingting asked nonchalantly: "Then I'll take this to announce? After all, you know the popularity of our crew..."

Besides Shidinan No. [-], who is the most popular investment dad?

What an incredible crew!

Zhang Chaohe didn't think anything of it - his beauty and the crew he spent a lot of money on was for everyone to see!

Then he made a final decision: "Send!"

He also specially sent a copy to his mobile phone, and saved it happily before returning to the dressing room.

The dressing room was full of excitement, Cheng Jixue changed into water clothes and sat down in front of the mirror, a professional opera modeling teacher flexing her muscles, surrounded by several make-up teachers watching the excitement.

Originally, Cheng Jixue thought that she only needed to do her own makeup—no one knows her face better than Peking opera actors, and everyone usually does their own makeup.

As a result, Director Chen hoped that the makeup photos could conform to modern aesthetics as much as possible without losing the charm of traditional opera makeup. A professional stylist came out and liberated Cheng Jixue's hands on the spot.

And Zhang Chaohe has the honorable privilege of being the boss, so he successfully seized the most favorable position for spectators. The make-up artist used a light flesh-colored tape to lift Cheng Jixue's eyebrows and eyes, and then used his own oil paint to spread the makeup and apply the rouge. , Describe Emei.

Zhou Kui was unemployed, and angrily scratched the film next to him.

Cheng Jixue listened to his command, opened and closed eyes obediently, Zhang Chaohe watched with his own eyes how he changed from a man with a crown like a crown to a charming woman with a misty look.

When the teacher strangled his head, his face was the size of a small slap, and he looked a little pitiful.Not to mention that Cheng Jixue secretly raised her narrow eyes to look at him, the corners of her sandalwood lips painted with dandelion oil paint were slightly raised, and her eyes were as vivid and beautiful as a beautiful fairy walking down from a mural.

Help... Zhang Chaohe subconsciously touched his face—did the make-up teacher thicken his base makeup just now, and could it cover his hot red face? !

save me save me save me!Grandma of Nanwu Ami God, someone wants to assassinate me because of her good looks!

Everyone marveled at the beauty of traditional art, and soon Zhou Kui assisted the modeling teacher to put on films, bubbles, and hairpins for Cheng Jixue, and Cheng Jixue let them change clothes with his eyes down.

Along with the upper body layer by layer of costumes, he wears a phoenix crown, palace attire, colorful satin wind belt and cloud shoulders. The crown, pearls and emeralds are shaking, and the embroidered tassels are flying. It is really extravagant and luxurious. .

Zhang Chaohe couldn't hold back, stretched out his fingers and pinched the dangling pearl butterfly on the phoenix crown.

The noble concubine played the fan, and suddenly smiled, as if a fairy concubine had come to the world.Cheng Jixue folded her sleeves on her hands, revealing her white fingers as beautiful as onion roots: "I forgot to dye my nails, Mr. Zhang, can you do me a favor?"

Zhou Kui who was just about to paint his nails: ...

Zhang Chaohe blankly took the nail polish from Zhou Kui, and the concubine sat in front of the dressing table, lazily stretching out a hand——the fill light of the makeup mirror is pure white light, which makes his nails even more curved She has graceful hands with icy muscles and bones, and the pigeon blood ruby ​​ring on the root of her finger is shining brightly.

It was the first time for Zhang Chaohe to do this kind of thing, so it was unavoidably awkward. He held Cheng Jixue's fingertips with one hand and slowly painted the bright red nail polish all over his nails. Scrape off the rubbed nail polish with the tip.

The man in military uniform pursed his lips and seriously dyed the concubine's nails. The concubine looked at him with a smile, her eyes rippling like spring.

The makeup teacher covered her mouth excitedly, and slapped the thighs of the people around her with all her might——

I hit it, I really hit it! !

She secretly took out her mobile phone to take a picture. Due to the fill light of the make-up lamp, the background was slightly blurred, but the halo just rightly made the atmosphere more dense and beautiful.

The noble concubine looked at her fingertips with satisfaction, and Zhang Chaohe looked at him anxiously. After a long time, he chuckled softly: "It's beautiful, your hands are so skillful."

Zhang Chaohe's already calm mood suddenly began to burst into little sour and sweet bubbles like cola, he thought wildly, ah, so spring has passed, and summer will soon be here.

Strange, what am I thinking! !

After everything was ready, the imperial concubine led a group of assistant teachers who were set off as corned potatoes to the shooting scene.

Chen Xingting's eyes were straightened by the noble concubine's guard of honor - he saw Mr. Zhang, although his face was cold on the surface, but his body half-raised his arms sincerely, acting as a human crutch for the noble concubine.

And the empress is only responsible for being elegant and gorgeous, the imperial concubine is dressed in net tassels, her skirt is fluttering, and even when she goes up the steps, Mr. Zhang personally lifts the corners of her skirt for him!

Chen Xingting's eyes darkened, why does it seem that the empress has become a evil concubine who has brought disaster to the country before she entered the central palace?

Even Zhang Xijing, who was watching by the side, thought he was handsome - there are many Peking opera actors with good voices and talents, but they just focus on their appearance and figure. When he thought that a good young man like Cheng Jixue would leave the stage too early, he felt that It was very sad, so he joked and shouted angrily: "Your Majesty, please drive back to the palace——"

However, as soon as the words fell, Mr. Zhang cast a death gaze on him?

Jang Hee Kyung: Sorry to bother you!

Chen Xingting sighed. In order to fit the image of a traditional revolutionary, Zhang Xijing, the number one male, deliberately dressed as much as possible, as dark and bald as possible. When is it your turn, a monster, to call back to the palace?

This group of photos was also taken very smoothly. In order to match the grand and gorgeous appearance of the imperial concubine, Zhang Chaohe also changed into a dress-style fur collar cloak. No matter how the two of them took pictures, they looked good. The photographer even took hundreds of pictures in succession.

The scene was extremely lively, and Cheng Ji Xuecai sang "The Drunken Concubine", which immediately won roaring applause.

Chen Xingting sneaked up to Zhang Chaohe's side, and asked eagerly, "Can this paragraph be posted as well?"

I saw on the tablet that "The Drunken Concubine" by Cheng Jixue just now, the concubine smiled cleverly and her sleeves were folded, it was really very beautiful.

"Uh..." Zhang Chaohe whispered in silence, "Pass me a copy."

The two hit it off immediately, today's shooting schedule was completed perfectly, and the imperial concubine was supported by His Majesty Zhang back to the palace to rest.

Cheng Jixue’s nail polish was tear-off. Zhou Kui was helping him unpack the hairbag and the film. He tore off the Kouhong nail polish piece by piece, and then took off the huge pigeon’s blood red ring and put it aside. .

Zhang Chaohe owed a hand, he picked up the ring and weighed it in his hand - this prop ring is really well made, the weight beats hands, and the fire color is also beautiful and intoxicating.

He casually said, "Is this made of glass? Now that the counterfeiting technology is so advanced, it looks as if it's real."

Cheng Jixue was amused by him, and replied in a sweet voice: "Yes, you can give it to you if you like it."

Zhang Chaohe really likes this kind of big and shiny thing, but everyone else is looking at it, how can he like such a non-dominant thing!

Reluctantly, he put the big gemstone ring back, and continued to strengthen his bullying output: "I will replace it with a real one later when there is a suitable one for you."

Cheng Jixue wiped off the grease paint on her lips, and rubbed it slowly with makeup remover: "Okay," he said with a smile, "Then I thank you in advance."

The make-up teacher next to him screamed in his heart, it is true, it is absolutely true! !

Don't really screw my head off to add to the fun!

I really want everyone to kowtow to me——

After the filming was completely over, the main creative team got together to get acquainted with each other, Mr. Zhang booked the venue in a big way, and directly opened a banquet hall.

Everyone praised Mr. Zhang for his generosity, and the atmosphere was heated for a while. Zhang Chaohe finally did not escape the thing he feared the most——

The director came over with a wine glass, bang!

The assistant director came over with a wine glass, bang!

The photography team leader came over with a wine glass, bang!

……

After several rounds of shopping, the glass of wine that Zhang Chaohe was holding still only suffered a slight skin injury, and the water level showed no sign of dropping.

After Chen Xingting drank some wine, he didn't know his last name. He grabbed Mr. Zhang and said, "Oh, Mr. Zhang, why don't you drink!"

Mr. Zhang: If I drink tonight, I will sleep on the street!

Zhang Chaohe's expression was a little lifeless. He looked at the good brothers in the director's team, and everyone had already started holding the wine bottle and blowing against it;

He looked down at the wine in his glass again—it seemed that there was something wrong with it.

For some reason, Zhang Chaohe's first reaction was to look at Cheng Jixue as if asking for help.

Cheng Jixue, who was chatting with Zhang Xijing, suddenly looked in Zhang Chaohe's direction.

Mr. Zhang was surrounded by a group of bald-headed brothers, holding his wine glass in a daze. He really thought it was funny, so he nodded to Zhang Chaohe.

Zhang Chaohe closed his eyes, squeezed his nose and downed a whole glass of wine!

Chen Xingting took the lead in booing: "Okay——"

So in the end, Zhang Chaohe didn't know how much he drank, probably far more than the sum of all the alcoholic products he drank since he came to this world... Even brewed milk tea is counted!

So drinking too much alcohol made him extremely excited today, directly skipped the sleeping stage, and entered a strange sleepwalking state - this was first discovered by Chen Xingting.

He insisted on clinking glasses with Mr. Zhang to show his lofty status as the number one dogleg, but Mr. Zhang blocked his cup with his palm to prevent him from touching it, and smiled warmly: "You drink first."

He should have reacted then!How could the evil capitalist show such a gentle and sweet smile—either he drank too much or he drank too much!

But the ignorant Chen Xingting believed it, and sincerely chose to be bored, but when it was Mr. Zhang's turn, the other party let out a burst of laughter!

"I lied to you so I won't drink hahaha!!"

Chen Xingting: This person really doesn't talk about martial arts ethics, and he attacked my 52-year-old old director unexpectedly!

He saw with his own eyes Mr. Zhang grinning with teeth and claws, repeating his old tricks and running to the historical consultant's table to cheat and deceive again-the table was either a young man or an old pedant, and the handsome and handsome father of the number one funder came, and everyone was flattered Drinking one after another...

Be deceived!

Chen Xingting immediately realized that if he didn't step forward to rescue him, Mr. Zhang would surely die tomorrow when he woke up and recalled what happened today. Into the limbo! !

He immediately stepped forward and tried to replace Xiao Zhang to fight the three armies bravely, but everyone thought it was the big director and the investment father jointly toasting, so they responded positively, each showing his ability to drink hard!

Chen Xingting, who was drunk by two people alone: ​​Dad, wake up, I really can't take it anymore! !

Today, Special Assistant Jiang stayed in the company to process the documents and did not accompany His Majesty. Chen Xingting kept complaining, but when he glanced over the crowd, he suddenly saw Cheng Jixue, who seemed to be fine!

Before the meal, Mr. Zhang called the shots and gathered the actors and staff who could not drink for various reasons at the same table. With Mr. Zhang sitting in person, no one dared to harass them. During the period, they even drank tea comfortably in the open and aboveboard?

Chen Xingting hadn't forgotten the last time when Mr. Zhang was so angry that he became a blue face. He was desperate and finally remembered the trick of asking the imperial concubine for help!

However, the imperial concubine seemed a little hesitant, and he asked weakly and uneasily: "Is it really possible? Sigh, I don't know if Mr. Zhang is willing..."

But as soon as he supported Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang immediately rubbed against him - and even sniffed slightly!

Chen Xingting was terrified when he saw it, he was afraid that Mr. Zhang would be furious, and he would directly hit the two of them on the head.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhang just muttered something in a daze, then obediently buried his head in Cheng Jixue's neck and did not move.

The nearest history consultant group cast doubtful eyes:?

Chen Xingting strode up to block Mr. Zhang, Cheng Jixue also took the opportunity to straighten him, and leaned on his shoulder in a proper manner.Zhang Chaohe closed his eyes quietly, as if he was about to be buried in the ground.

Serene, quiet, and finally fixed the bug with a mouth.

Chen Xingting stopped sweating for a while, fearing that Mr. Zhang would wake up and do something wrong. At that time, he would not only take off the manager's uniform, but move his head... So he advised Cheng Jixue to send Mr. Zhang back first.

Cheng Jixue half-hugged and half-supported Mr. Zhang—Chen Xingting realized that he was a little taller than Mr. Zhang, his thin and powerful arms had smooth muscles, and the tense muscles and bones could be faintly seen on the back of his hands Pale blue blood vessels.

Chen Xingting had an inexplicable premonition of danger, and he immediately went to take out his mobile phone: "Shall I call Special Assistant Jiang?"

Cheng Jixue's free hand held down his arm, Chen Xingting was taken aback for a moment, the other's hand was dry and strong, with a trace of force that could not be doubted, and he still spoke politely: "Let me ask, and then I will Send Mr. Zhang back, Director Chen, go and do your work."

"Uh..." Chen Xingting walked away step by step, looking anxiously, as if he was afraid that he would throw Mr. Zhang away. Cheng Jixue made sure that he had gone far enough before calling Special Assistant Jiang.

At 21:35, Special Assistant Jiang was working an ordinary overtime in the company.Recently, Mr. Zhang felt that the speed of making money was not fast enough, so he set up a venture capital company on a whim.

Special Assistant Jiang was also a ruthless black swan in the financial field before she was sent to nurse the child, but besides that incident, she also had a heart problem due to long-term irregular work and rest and worry, and had to retire bravely. Leisure pension.

Seeing these familiar data and program files now, those glorious years that she had calmly discarded came before her eyes again.She touched the pile of documents with her fingers cherishingly, as if filled with wonderful reluctance and nostalgia.

However, Cheng Jixue's phone call came in the next second, Special Assistant Jiang put away his emotions and regrets, and said in a businesslike manner: "Hi, I'm Jiang Wei."

Cheng Jixue: "Jiang Special Assistant, Mr. Zhang is a little drunk. Is there any real estate under Mr. Zhang's name near Binxi Road?"

Special Assistant Jiang: ...

Why does Mr. Zhang drink too much every day!

Special Assistant Jiang stood up without holding back, with a condensed tone: "Send me the location, and I will come over in person."

She had suspected for a long time that this little green tea surnamed Cheng had evil intentions and must have other plans!

For Mr. Zhang's innocence, and for His Majesty's eternal foundation, she must not stand idly by!

"If Special Assistant Jiang doesn't tell me, I'll take Mr. Zhang back to my house." Cheng Jixue said with a smile, her tone was not yin and yang, but it was very irritating: "Just pay more for the taxi fare."

Little Green Tea, you dare to threaten my old lady? !

Special Assistant Jiang was furious, she pressed the obedient recording button, and asked calmly: "Do you want to take Mr. Zhang home?"

With the evidence in hand, when Mr. Zhang wakes up, let him see the true face of this enchanting concubine!

Special Assistant Jiang waited expectantly for Cheng Jixue to say more treasonous words, but Cheng Jixue suddenly said: "Oh, the signal is hard to hear, hang up."

Beep, beep, beep—

Special Assistant Jiang watched in disbelief at the recording save confirmation button that jumped out:?

In this silent night, there was suddenly no need to work overtime, what reminiscences and nostalgia, Jiang Tezhu was so angry that he wanted to rush out and bite the 82-year-old Longjing to death! !

After checking Mr. Zhang's itinerary in the afternoon, she immediately called Chen Xingting, trying to get him to stop Cheng Jixue who abducted Mr. Zhang and ran away.

It took a long time for Chen Xingting to answer the phone - he was drinking together just now, and he didn't pay attention to the movement of the phone at all. At this moment, his tone was filled with fear: "Jiang Special Assistant?"

Jiang Tezhu's heart was half cold, and he asked completely hopelessly: "Where is Mr. Zhang? Has Mr. Zhang left?"

Chen Xingting was puzzled: "Let's go, Xiao Cheng sent him back - didn't Xiao Cheng call you back?"

Special assistant Jiang hung up the phone, and couldn't help but burst into an authentic national curse.

After taking the high taxi fare, the driver was thrown on the side of the road in a daze, watching the Bentley away.

Cheng Jixue personally drove Mr. Zhang home, feeling very good.

When waiting for the red light, Cheng Jixue turned her head and glanced at him. Mr. Zhang had a soft neck pillow stuck around his neck, and was just snoozing unconsciously in the back seat, not peaceful like a person who had drunk too much.

He was still a little surprised—today, Mr. Zhang has not acted out of line, and seems to have just fallen asleep in a normal way.

Then at the door of Zhang Chaohe's house, Cheng Jixue finally realized that he was wrong.

The reason is that there is a big and beautiful bird of paradise in front of Mr. Zhang's apartment.

After Zhang Chaohe got off the car, he still looked very normal. Not only could he walk independently, he could even run and jump up the steps—Cheng Jixue was carelessly walking ahead to open the door, but suddenly found that the footsteps behind him seemed to disappear?

When he looked back, his pupils trembled instantly!

Zhang Chaohe is carefully pinning the wide leaf of the bird of paradise into his belt, with a piece in his mouth? !

Cheng Jixue rushed over in three steps and two steps, grabbed the leaf out of his mouth, and then pinched Zhang Chaohe's mouth with her fingers to see if he really ate the leaf.

Zhang Chaohe was innocently pinched on the cheek by him, his tongue was red and his teeth were neat and white, like some kind of poor, non-aggressive animal.

Cheng Jixue breathed a sigh of relief, he rubbed his fingertips a little more reluctantly and finally let go, Zhang Chaohe gouged him dissatisfiedly, and continued to think about the bird of paradise that was about to be bald: "This is delicious. , Caiye must like it."

Cheng Jixue: Is it possible that Cai Ye doesn't really like it?

He squeezed his temples with a headache, trying to coax Zhang Chaohe, who was too drunk, to stop abusing flowers and plants: "Two vegetable leaves are enough, let's go home and feed them—"

Zhang Chaohe gave a dull "Oh", and suddenly pinched off another large leaf: "I'll pick some for Cheng Jixue, he also likes to eat this."

"Uh..." Cheng Jixue didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment, as if a hundred sweet flowers were blooming in his heart, and he let out a loud cry waiting for someone to pick them——

"He also ate only one leaf."

Cheng Jixue took off a leaf and put it in her mouth: "It's delicious."

At 11:30 in the middle of the night, Ji Boyang knocked on the door according to the address with a numb expression. Seeing that his second uncle was wearing a T-shirt and trousers of a popular summer student style of a certain treasure, he lazily opened the door for him and invited him into the house.

He put down the two takeaway boxes in his hand - one was packed in a glass lunch box as if it was ready to go to the state banquet evaluation right away, and the other was just an ordinary box lunch takeaway.

"Can we go?" Ji Boyang asked sincerely.

He, Young Master Ji, played a guest role as a takeaway boy in the middle of the night, delivering braised chicken and rice secretly made by a private restaurant that never delivers.

How could he give in if it wasn't for pocket money? !

Cheng Yuxue skilfully took out the dishes from the cupboard, then put the secret stewed chicken and rice set into a bowl, then poured the ordinary takeaway braised chicken into a delicate glass box, packed it and handed it to Ji Boyang: " You go, and take the garbage down by the way."

Ji Boyang: Ji Boyang: "What are you planning?"

In the middle of the night, just to ask for a broken packing box, I was forced to run another three kilometers to find an ordinary braised chicken and rice restaurant for take-out?

"I'm afraid he'll have diarrhea," Cheng Jixue virtuously wiped off the oil dripping on the table, "But I should only be able to order takeaway braised chicken now."

Ji Boyang: Well, don’t talk about it, I understand everything.

He was about to work hard and disappear at the speed of light with the garbage bag, when he suddenly heard Xiao Zhang's slightly confused voice—different from his usual deep and sexy voice, he sounded sticky and limp.

"Smells good, what to eat?"

Mr. Zhang unbuttoned three buttons of his shirt, barely opened his eyes, and his hair, which was always meticulously combed, was also messed up. He looked like he had just woken up.

Cheng Jixue said in a low voice: "It's okay, he drank to pieces."

With his own eyes, he watched the second uncle rush over quickly, plucked Mr. Zhang's drooping bangs, and led him to the dining table tenderly and considerately: "It's the braised chicken you want to eat."

Then he raised his head and gave Zhang Chaohe a cool wink at an angle that Zhang Chaohe couldn't see.

Ji Boyang, who can't say a word and is frantically reshaping his world view: Got it, got it, get out!

Myeyes! !

The author says:

Nephew Ji: Mom, I'm actually the number one wronged person in the full text, right?I stomped and broke the yellow stewed chicken——(Broken sound!!)

Special Assistant Jiang (forbearance): Waiting for you to have good juice in the future! !

Thank you for your baby's behavior of feeding moonstones-you are so rebellious! !I just found out that my moonstone is already [-], and everyone who followed me received the money in a hurry! (Super moonstone? jpg)

Suddenly I don’t want to write about Gu Dan, and I really want to write about the thorny little baby of Happy Gaming!Sure enough, writing sand sculptures can not only bring happiness to readers, but also bring happiness to yourself!Do you still want to see the Sand Glyphs?Want me to open an advance receipt!

Let me see who is contributing to the persecution of authors today?