The male god wants to remarry [Entertainment]

Bai Jinhe suddenly felt his ears burning, closed Weibo, his eyes moved around uncomfortably, "Don't listen to their nonsense."

Ni Shanlan didn't move like a pine, still said: "Okay."

The phone rang along with the sound of rain. When he answered the phone, Bai Jinhe put down the phone and walked to the window to observe the rain.

There was a shower of rain outside, and not long after, a mist rose from under the street lamp.The sound of the heavy rain hitting the window became more and more violent. He looked out from the floor-to-ceiling window, but he could not see clearly the road surface.

He turned around and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"Going on a business trip tomorrow."

Bai Jinhe looked away from the window, carefully closed the curtains, and sat back on the sofa, "Are you in a hurry? I think it's raining too much, and there are very few cars on the road. If you're not in a hurry, you can stay here for a while." late, go back tomorrow."

Guiltyly, Ni Shanlan picked up the phone, without any superfluous expression on his face, he simply said, "Don't worry."

"The master bedroom is still reserved for you, I didn't move it." Bai Jinhe stretched his waist, stretched his arms, and said in an anti-customer manner, "Take you to visit?"

While walking towards the bedroom, Guo Rui's WeChat suddenly popped up.

While walking, Bai Jinhe turned around and joked: "Could it be that Brother Rui sent me a congratulatory telegram that was trending...so fast?!"

"What's the matter?" Ni Shanlan followed behind, but the other party stopped abruptly, and he bumped into him unexpectedly.

Bai Jinhe was looking at his phone with his head down, bumped his head suddenly, subconsciously let out a "hiss", then covered the bump with a pair of warm hands, and rubbed it gently.

The voice was lukewarm: "Does it hurt?"

"Is your chest made of iron?" Bai Jinhe tilted his head a little playfully, rubbed against the opponent's palm a few times, raised his eyes and smiled, "It's much better."

He quickly flipped the page over and shook his phone, "Brother Rui said that the other party has sent the latest script, and the start of filming is one day ahead of schedule, and I'm going to the set tomorrow. I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Ni Shanlan withdrew his hand, kneaded his five fingers and hung on his leg, and repeated like a report: "I'm on a business trip tomorrow."

"It's a pity that you can't come to the scene." Bai Jinhe lowered his eyebrows and sighed regretfully, "I used to sing operas, and it was hard to get a ticket."

"You're not lucky to hear it." He waved his hands loudly and said with a smile, "Master, I'm going to take a shower."

After the people left, Ni Shanlan, who stayed in the living room, gave a "hmm" if there was no place, and said softly: "I'm not lucky."

He walked back to the master bedroom slowly, passed the other room, and when he heard the sound of rushing water interspersed with a few groaning words, he couldn't lift his forward leg for a strange reason, and stood fixedly at the door until the sound of the water subsided, The fluent singing voice subsided and stopped, and he suddenly came back to his senses, his pupils opened sharply, and he immediately stepped back to the master bedroom.

Before he could figure out his mood, there was a knock on the door. Before Ni Shanlan answered, he heard outside the door: "Are you asleep?"

"No."

The door opened, and Bai Jinhe came in wearing only a bathrobe and wiping her hair, "I suddenly thought of a good idea."

Ni Shanlan only took one look at him, then froze.

"Why don't you talk?" Bai Jinhe kept raising his hands to wipe his hair, his hands were sore, he just spread his hands, and only covered the top of his head with the towel.Seeing that Ni Shanlan was silent, he walked towards the sofa, sat down familiarly, and said with a smile, "The script asked me to sing a part of "The Peony Pavilion". You are going on a business trip and you don't have time to listen to it. Why don't I sing it to you now?" ah?"

The steam made her fair face slightly red, the mist wetted the eyelashes, and the water dripping from the tips of her hair fell on her collarbone and slid down.

The light shone on his neck, and Ni Shanlan felt that it was white and glowing at a glance. There was a piece of fluff on the top of his head, and his eyes were bent into a bridge because of the smile.Lips fluttered, Qingyue's voice flowed gracefully, gradually passed through the heart, and it was ironed.

When the sound fell and returned to silence, only the trembling reverberation in the air remained, and when Ni Shanlan came back to his senses, only himself and a good night's dream remained.

The next morning, the sky was completely clear.

Bai Jinhe was disturbed by the ringing of the doorbell. He turned over, pulled the pillow to cover his head, and called out vaguely, "Ni Shanlan, open the door."

For a long time, there was no movement.

He stretched his eyelids in sleepiness, got up from the bed, saw a note when he passed the living room, and murmured, "Going on a business trip in such a hurry? Then why did you stay last night? Take a detour."

He put the note away and went to open the door. Li Chunchun rushed in with the wind, and said anxiously, "Brother Bai, why haven't you changed your clothes yet? You're going to the set in half an hour."

Bai Jinhe was stunned, "What time is it?"

"It's past nine o'clock." Li Chunchun hurriedly said, "You go wash up, I'll go find clothes, let's split up."

Little General Bai, who has always heard chickens dancing, didn't have time to think about why he became more "degenerate", so he hurriedly cleaned up and arrived at the set half an hour later.

The shooting location was in a theater troupe.

The troupe's venue was built in the 70s. In recent years, due to the shortage of customers and no funds for renovation, most of them have retained their original appearance.

"Xiaobai is here?" Director Ji walked over with a smile, "It's just right, I'll take you to meet someone."

The two walked backstage, and when they reached the lounge, they happened to see an old man with gray hair and beard coming out.

This man was wearing a pair of reading glasses, with a few chasms between his brows, his lips were tightly pursed, and he refused to speak easily.

Director Ji greeted him with a smile on his face, "This is what I have invited. He is the re-employment of Professor Wu from the Academy of Chinese Opera. This time, I have invited him to be our consultant, mainly instructing singing and props."

Bai Jinhe bowed respectfully, "Hello, Professor Wu."

The other party glanced at him through the reading glasses, and said "hmm" in the nasal cavity, which was regarded as a greeting.

After the people left, Director Ji hurriedly explained, "This old man has a bit of a stubborn temper, you should be more tolerant. If he bullies you, just tell me, and I will definitely go home and file a complaint."

Bai Jinhe was taken aback: "Go home and file a complaint?"

Director Ji laughed twice: "That's my uncle."

"You go to the dressing room first." He called a staff member, "Xiao Liu, quickly take someone to make up, come over and take a seat in a while and start shooting."

The staff member came over with a look of embarrassment on his face, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"What?" Director Ji was surprised: "The make-up artist hasn't come yet? The main characters are here, but one of his staff members isn't there yet?"

This advertisement is taken from an episode of "The Peony Pavilion", and there is only one character, Bai Jinhe.He sings in Tsing Yi, and his appearance is different from that of ordinary commercials, and the process of dressing up in Kunqu opera is extremely complicated, and it takes at least an hour to complete.Director Ji was careful, fearing that something might go wrong, so he invited a professional to make up. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the other party dropped the chain and left.

Ji Daoqi said: "Even if there are special circumstances and you can't be there, you should ask for leave in advance so that we can make more preparations."

"What's wrong?" Professor Wu came over, "What's the fuss?"

Ji Dao seemed to be rescued, ran over with his eyes shining, grabbed the opponent's hand, "Uncle! How about you give Xiaobai some makeup in the snow? Or do me a favor, find someone else, and rush over to act as a helper." Once a makeup artist, the price is definitely negotiable."

"Don't try to fool me again." Professor Wu struggled to free his hand, "Don't tell me you tricked me into the crew this time, as if asking me to develop an offline for you? Do you think this is a pyramid scheme?"

"..." Director Ji had a bitter face, "That's not what I meant."

Professor Wu glanced sideways at Bai Jinhe, snorted angrily, turned around and said, "You can figure it out."

Bai Jinhe sighed. He is a newcomer in the entertainment industry. So far, he has produced zero works, and he has not even made a splash in the opera circle. No wonder Professor Wu felt that he was deceived by his nephew and tricked him into the crew as a guide.

"Director Ji, don't worry, I can dress up myself."

"What can you do?" Professor Wu who walked away suddenly came back to his senses, his brows were deeply frowned, and his eyes threatened, "Young man, don't just talk about it."

"Are all the tools complete?" Bai Jinhe smiled modestly, "I'm young and afraid of being unfamiliar with hands, so please ask Professor Wu to guide me a lot."

"What are you doing in a daze?" Professor Wu pushed Director Ji, "Have all the materials been prepared?"

"It's all there." Director Ji hurriedly said, "This way, let's go to the dressing room."

In modern times, "oil paint" was often used for makeup in Kunqu opera. Little General Bai only painted "plain face" in white, red and black. At that time, due to lack of paint, it was impossible to paint a more suitable makeup face.Now that I see a lot of materials, my heart is itchy intuitively, not to mention Professor Wu who is staring at me from the sidelines.

Little General Bai sat down and started to poke his face, and didn't get up for an hour.He combined the early "plain face" with the current oil paint, making the makeup more close to Du Liniang's appearance in this play, without looking too powdery, but with a touch of girlish charm.

When he finished pasting the film and put it on his face, he got up quickly, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Professor Wu pointing at him with trembling fingers.

Ji Dao's eyes widened, and he said in astonishment: "You really know it!"

He turned around and grabbed someone casually, and said in disbelief, "He really knows it?"

"Don't get in the way, my uncle picked up a treasure today." Professor Wu waved away his nephew's hand and hurriedly walked over, "You still know the early painting techniques? Come on, let me hear with your voice."

Bai Jinhe smiled and didn't shirk. After finding a seat in front of the machine, he suddenly thought of something, took out the phone and handed it to the assistant next to him, "Take a photo for me."

Li Chuntian was so fascinated by him that he didn't blink his eyes for a moment. After picking up the phone, the camera didn't leave the people on stage.

I saw him flicking his cloud sleeves, and then the surrounding lights dimmed. A beam of lights hit the stage, and his melodious and beautiful singing voice slowly flowed out in the air. The audience held their breath in shock, not daring to disturb the beautiful scenery on the stage.

After the song was over, the lights flickered around, and Li Chuntian next to her woke up in shock. She was taken aback and found that she had mistakenly used the video camera as a photo mode, so she had to take a few more shots while Bai Jinhe was still on stage. She clicked her tongue, "Brother Bai is so beautiful, I almost cried."

"The little girl doesn't know much about movies." Professor Wu leaned over, and couldn't help but glance at the phone, "His singing and posture are also very beautiful!"

Seeing that Li Chunchun was stunned and there was no response, he coughed awkwardly, took out his phone, opened the WeChat QR code, and said, "Send me a copy of the picture and video you just took."

Li Chunchun: "This is not my phone..."

"I know you are defensive, but don't worry, I don't use it for commercial use." Professor Wu explained painstakingly, and sighed, "Mr. Bai sings well, I want to go back and study it carefully, and then use it as a teaching material for those brats Let's take a good look."

When Li Chuntian was in trouble, Bai Jinhe stepped off the stage and said with a smile, "Send it to the old man."

When Professor Wu saw Bai Jinhe approaching, he immediately ignored the 2D characters in the video and walked over in 3D, "Xiaobai, come and have a good chat with me, let's leave a contact information."

"Okay, my phone number is..."

"Who still calls these days?" Professor Wu glared at him. "Leaving a phone number is too outrageous. Let's add WeChat to each other, and you can send me photos and videos later. By the way, this is my home and office address. When you are free, come to me for tea and singing, and then come to teach the children a lesson."

"Then I will cause trouble for Professor Wu in the future."

"No trouble, no trouble, whatever you call Professor Wu, you can just call him Grandpa."

"Old uncle, what are you talking about?" Director Ji who came to congratulate him couldn't laugh or cry, "At my age, do I call you Uncle Xiaobai?"

Professor Wu waved his hand, "His qualifications in Kunqu Opera are enough to be your uncle. First let Xiaobai go backstage to take off his hair and make-up. This guy with his head tied and a helmet is exhausted."

As soon as Bai Jinhe left, he hurriedly explained: "Xiaobai is a good seedling, you should support and support her more, and take care of her in the circle."

Director Ji nodded: "Definitely."

"Don't take it seriously." Professor Wu said with emotion, "I can see that Xiaobai has obtained a formal inheritance, and the master who taught him is very capable. But I can't ask someone to teach him for no reason. If you can help him in the circle, I can also have the confidence to invite him to come to the school for classes."

Director Ji: "..."

Bai Jinhe, who went backstage to remove her make-up, flipped through the photos taken by Li Chuntian, picked out a few with closed eyes, and sent them to Ni Shanlan.Then he put the phone aside and went about his business.

Far away in another country, Ni Shanlan walked out of the meeting room with a solemn face. He frowned, his back straightened as if he was wearing armor, and when he walked to the office door, he heard a ringtone. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. Palm, until he opened the door and walked to the sofa to sit down, and then slowly opened WeChat.

The photos and videos sent by the other party popped up one by one.

The strictness between the eyebrows spread apart, and the shoulders were relaxed on the back of the sofa. Ni Shanlan let out a sigh of relief, and gently clicked on one of the photos. After staring at it for a long time, he set it as a screensaver.

This one doesn't quite look like him, Ni Shanlan thought to himself: he's still the prettiest one on weekdays.