The director has not yet made a decision, but the preparations must be complete. All kinds of foreign skirts and cheongsams are custom-made according to Lu Wenxing's height, as well as high-heeled shoes.
Looking at the clothes of different colors on the mobile hanger, the smile on Lu Wenxing's face suddenly froze.
He doesn't care if women dress up as women or not, but he doesn't want to be surrounded by a group of people as dolls.
Lu Wenxing didn't let other people watch, except for the makeup artist and costume artist, and Ai Ou invited by Gu Yanshen, all other staff and artists were kicked out, and Gu Yanshen was not spared either.
Only Song Jiajia was left behind. She has been praised for her good clothes and good temperament since her debut. Lu Wenxing still believes in her.
At this moment, the clothing group and the makeup group had different opinions.
The costume team felt that the makeup should be determined first, and then the suitable clothes should be selected. But the make-up team thinks that the appropriate makeup has to be selected according to the clothes, which means Lu Wenxing has to change and remove makeup in the dressing room all morning.
A little loveless.
Ai Ou did not participate in their discussion, stared at Lu Wenxing for a while, smiled obediently, "Xingxing, can I touch your face?"
Lu Wenxing:? ?
Costume and make-up artists who are still negotiating: ? ?
Song Jiajia's eyes were wide open, but Ai Ou's face was full of seriousness.
Lu Wenxing froze for a moment, seeing that Ai Ou's seriousness probably required makeup, he nodded hesitantly.
Ai Ou happily stood in front of Lu Wenxing, touched the side of Lu Wenxing's face with his hands, his knuckles went down the jaw line, and stopped at the position of Lu Wenxing's chin, and he looked closely for a few seconds.
The surrounding atmosphere instantly quieted down, the two got very close, Ai Ou looked at Lu Wenxing, and Lu Wenxing was also looking at him.
Before Lu Wenxing could ask, Gu Yanshen pushed the door open and walked in.
"What are you doing?"
Ai Ou took a step back belatedly, "I'm thinking about what kind of makeup to draw for brother Xingxing."
Brother Xingxing
Gu Yanshen frowned slightly, "Stand far away and look."
Ai Ou didn't care, "Anyway, I've touched it."
Gu Yanshen:? ?
There was a bit of complacency in Ai Ou's tone, Gu Yan deeply resisted the urge to throw him out, and asked through gritted teeth.
"So have you found the right makeup?"
"Two makeup looks are enough, try both the dress and the cheongsam."
"I don't like others watching my work." Ai Ou's eyes fell on the makeup artist and costume artist in the crew.
"I don't need some help for now, please go out and have a rest... Teacher Gu, please don't stand here."
Gu Yanshen who just walked in: "..."
Song Jiajia was interested in this, seeing that Ai Ou didn't mention her, she tried to reduce her sense of existence as much as possible.
Lu Wenxing was not surprised, not to mention makeup artists, even in their art academy, many students or teachers have strange habits when they create and don't want to explain it to outsiders.
His roommate had to take a bath before painting, and it was not a special hobby, but his insistence on a sense of ritual, Lu Wenxing also respected it.
After the others walked out, Ai Ou walked to the mobile hanger, "Choose two sets of clothes, a cheongsam and a foreign skirt."
Song Jiajia was stunned for a moment, "Are you talking to me?"
Ai Ou nodded, "It must be suitable for the stars."
Song Jiajia chose left and right, that appearance reminded Lu Wenxing of the fear of being dominated by Song Jiajia in variety shows, and his guess was confirmed in the next second.
Song Jiajia chose from more than a dozen sets of clothes, a satin black cheongsam with slits printed with red plum petals on the neckline, and a small white dress with lace and lace.
One black and one white, the contrast is particularly obvious.
Turning his gaze to Ai Ou, Lu Wenxing asked sincerely, "Teacher Ai Ou, do you think you should change?"
Ai Ou answered Lu Wenxing very seriously.
"I think it's very good. Black shows temperament, sexy and charming. White is pure and lustful. Which one do you like?"
Lu Wenxing: "..." I don't like any of them.
This is not the same as what Lu Wenxing thought, his eyes fell on the other sets of clothes that were a little more plain, and Ai Ou extinguished Lu Wenxing's thoughts of changing clothes with one sentence.
"What you want to play is a seductive and sexy dancer, not a female student of the Republic of China."
Lu Wenxing: "..."
He suddenly felt that he was not completely without the burden of being an idol.
Dressed like this and filming a TV series, if Wen Huaihe and Wen Zheng saw it... Lu Wenxing didn't dare to think about it.
"If you want to make big waves, you can't have too many hair accessories, but they must be exquisite."
Song Jiajia was inspired by Ai Ou's words, "Why don't we have another tear mole? Sexy and enchanting don't conflict with being lovable."
Lu Wenxing looked at Song Jiajia expressionlessly, "Sister Jia, don't compete with the makeup artist for jobs."
Looking at the two people who were eager to talk, he was afraid that they were coming up with some suggestions that would make it difficult for him to resist, Lu Wen Xingsheng interrupted them without love.
Song Jiajia comforted him, "Don't worry, what does Zhou Yun's women's clothing have to do with you, Lu Wenxing?"
This sentence was extremely pale, but it was the only way to think about it. However, Song Jiajia's next sentence broke Lu Wenxing's psychological construction just now.
"You just want to play Zhou Yun well."
Lu Wenxing: "..."
After deliberation, the overall makeup was determined. Lu Wenxing looked at the small foreign dress, then at the cheongsam with slits that reached to the thighs, and finally chose the small foreign dress.
Song Jiajia covered her mouth and snickered, "Don't worry, you have to try both anyway."
In the original book, Zhou Yun wears a cheongsam, but the cheongsam is too testy for the figure, so the alternative is a small foreign skirt.
"Let me put on your makeup first."
Ao took out his heavy toolbox and opened several layers inside. There are five or six bottles of liquid foundation alone.
Open the makeup brush set, and there are more than a dozen brushes of different shapes.
Song Jiajia looked at it for a while, and went to find a suitable wig and headgear for Lu Wenxing. The most important thing was the shoes. Lu Wenxing was tall, so the heels should not be too high or too thin. If you don’t wear high heels, you won’t be able to get used to it. Don’t worry. Speaking of dancing, it is difficult to walk.
The style has to look good too.
Song Jiajia chose carefully, and even chose earrings for Lu Wenxing. Lu Wenxing only has one pierced ear, and Song Jiajia chose ear clips for him.
Ai Ou's speed was very fast, and the drawing was almost done in less than half an hour. He stared at Lu Wenxing for a while, applied blush on his cheeks, and finally applied a tear mole under his right eye.
Lu Wenxing's eyelashes are very long and thick, Ai Ou stopped to look at it for a while, stretched his upper eyeliner, and put on lipstick to get it done.
"Wow."
The moment Lu Wenxing turned around, Song Jiajia stood up directly from the chair, her eyes were filled with surprise, her wavy curly hair was matched with a white lace hat and pearl ear clips.
The knee-length white skirt with fluffy tails made his legs straight and slender. Song Jiajia wore flat shoes for him.
"By the way, put these gloves on."
Song Jiajia handed him a pair of lace gloves, and Lu Wenxing took it with a blank expression, and put it on calmly.
Wear it all, there is nothing to be shy about.
Song Jiajia exclaimed, "Looks like a doll!! When I was young, I was very envious of our class monitor. Every time her father returned to China, he would bring her a doll half the height of a person. It was so delicate and could dance."
"Go back to her house and change the doll's clothes for an afternoon."
Facing Song Jiajia's eager eyes, Lu Wenxing immediately took a big step back, expressing his rejection with actions.
"The director definitely didn't expect to be so amazing!" Song Jiajia was very happy, "Go out, such a beautiful appearance can't be seen only by me and Ai Ou."
As Song Jiajia spoke, she took out her mobile phone, and Lu Wenxing turned her head to stare at the mobile phone she was about to lift up, with resistance written all over her face.
"No photos allowed."
"I didn't take pictures." Song Jiajia calmly put away her phone without any embarrassment of being exposed.
The set was filming, and Lu Zhuo, played by Gu Yanshen, caught the spy. He pinned him to the ground with his backhand, and several of his subordinates rushed over. Lu Zhuo took out the handcuffs from his waist, and before he had time to handcuff the spy's wrists.
As soon as Lu Wenxing appeared on stage, the staff on the set looked sideways, and a cameraman just stood there in a daze.
"Hey hey hey! What's going on? You have to go over and take a side shot."
The director frowned and shouted with a loudspeaker, "Do it again."
"Yes, I'm sorry! Director Wang." The staff said sorry, but apart from him, many people looked behind the director, and there was a slight sound of breathing around.
"What are you doing?" As soon as the director finished speaking, he turned around and met Lu Wenxing. Holding a trumpet in his hand, his mouth is opened in an 'O' shape. If he didn't know that Lu Wenxing was changing clothes inside, the director would not have recognized it so quickly.
He looked Lu Wenxing up and down, his whole body was a little dull, and he patted the assistant director next to him. "This, is this the legendary women's clothing boss?"
The assistant director blinked, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, "Who can resist this?"
The director swallowed, "It's amazing, it's amazing."
Several artists on the set were far away from the monitor, and did not notice the movement here. Several artists were ready, but they waited for a long time before the director called to start.
Gu Yanshen was still in a half-squatting position, and the spy who was captured on the spot was lying on the ground, with two of them being held behind him.
"Lu Wenxing has come out."
The staff members who were close to the shooting site pointed to the monitor, and a few people looked over, but the people who were already surrounded couldn't see anything.
The director stopped filming, but Gu Yanshen was still so dedicated to his work, he threw down the handcuffs and went to the director, and several artists who were half-timing followed immediately.
"I want to see too!"
"The stars are so good-looking, the women's clothing must be beautiful."
All the people on the set walked out of the studio. As soon as Gu Yanshen passed by, the staff consciously gave way.
"What kind of fairy face value is this?"
"But that's how men and women are."
"Like a doll, a top hat and mittens are just too much."
"Absolutely? The tear mole is enough to make people think about it. I've already made up all kinds of things in my head..."
"All kinds of what?"
Gu Yan's deep voice sounded, and Song Jiajia's words stopped abruptly, "Hahaha, it's nothing."
Hearing his voice, Lu Wenxing also looked up, his eyes met, Gu Yan took a deep breath.
He has seen many beautiful girls, no matter how glamorous or pure they dress up, no matter what type, Gu Yanshen will never have the feeling that his eyes shine.
I have seen too much and I am a little aesthetically tired.
But the moment he saw Lu Wenxing, aesthetic fatigue did not exist, even his heart beat a little faster, and his palms were slightly warm.
He noticed the tear mole that Song Jiajia mentioned, and Lu Wenxing stood there doing nothing, just a look in his eyes made people's hearts itch.
Lu Wenxing has already done enough mental construction in the lounge, and he has come out, so he is still afraid of people watching
He stepped forward, took Gu Yanshen's arm, and smiled at him.
It's Zhou Yun's generous and bright, beautiful and self-aware, who is very good at using his own advantages to tease people's hearts, which is the usual method of actors.
Even though many people ridiculed Zhou Yun as an unworthy actor, Zhou Yun often laughed at himself like this, but in fact he never felt that he was contemptible, and he was confident in every gesture.
The director clapped his hands and couldn't stop the smile on his face. "Sure enough, I did not choose the wrong person. Zhou Yun was brought to life with just one look."
"Thank you, Teacher Ai." The director happily shook hands with Ai Ou, "This dress is very nice."
Ai Ou smiled, "There is also the appearance of the cheongsam, do you want to see it?"
All the eyes of the people present fell on Lu Wenxing, thinking that the stars in the little dresses were already perfect, but there were also stars in cheongsams, who wouldn't want to see them
Everyone saw curiosity and excitement in each other's eyes.
"You are not allowed to take pictures!" The director was also worried that someone would leak the stills, "Let the photographer take a few pictures first, and compare them with the cheongsam outfit later, and choose the best one."
The director, who was originally inclined towards the cheongsam, already had a preference after seeing Lu Wenxing's small foreign dress, but Ai Ou said so, it's okay to try another one.
It's just two photos for comparison. The director didn't have any special requirements. He took a side view and a front face. Lu Wenxing went to change his clothes, but his makeup remained the same, but his hairstyle did.
The neckline of the cheongsam is a light gold collar button. In order to fit the identity of a dancing girl, a finger-long slit is deliberately exposed on the lower right side of the collarbone. The black clothes make the skin fairer. Song Jiajia chose a white plush shawl for her. Lu Wenxing wears.
The ankle-length cheongsam was slit up to the thigh. Lu Wenxing stepped out across the threshold. As he walked, he could see the long white legs under the high slit. The cheongsam outlined a slender waist, and he wore a string of pearl necklaces around his neck.
The eyes of the people present started from the ankles, from the long legs to the waist, and finally stopped at Lu Wenxing's fair and flawless face. The red lipstick was the finishing touch.
There is a little bit of hair around the ears that has been permed, and the hair at the back is coiled up. Lu Wenxing's chin is slightly lifted, and the coquettish and arrogance spontaneously makes people unable to move their eyes away.
If we say that he looked like a doll just now, the Lu Wenxing in front of him has the kind of arrogance to play around on the dance floor and everyone ignores him, but it makes people feel that he should be like this.
"Too much desire, absolutely."
"I can't do it!!! I feel like I'm going to be bent if I look at it again." A girl clutched her chest, "Oh no, I'm messed up now. Am I straight or bent?"
"The eyes are too flirtatious!!"
Gu Yan stared at Lu Wenxing for a long time, "There is still one prop missing."
"what?"
Everyone else turned to Gu Yanshen, who brought a cigarette stick from the props group and handed it to Lu Wenxing.
Lu Wenxing sat sideways on the rickshaw, his legs crossed, revealing his long white legs. He deliberately pulled down the shawl on his left shoulder, the cigarette holder resting on his lips, and his black eyelashes drooped.
It looks otherworldly, but even the strands of hair are provocative.
It is so beautiful that people can't even breathe lightly.
Without the director speaking, the cameraman took several shots in succession.
Song Jiajia opened her mouth, "It's really not a girl's business to be attractive to boys."
"Yan Shen, go over and take a picture with him."
Wang Dao thought to himself, it is absolutely impossible to make this into a still photo.
Gu Yanshen put on his coat and walked over. At the request of the cameraman, he put one arm around Lu Wenxing's waist.
In the camera, Gu Yan looked down at Lu Wenxing, who was leaning on the cigarette holder, completely ignoring the extra people around him.
"Ah!! No, I really want to scream."
The entertainer wiped away the non-existent nosebleed exaggeratedly.
"I really want to rob someone! I burst into tears, the stars are too amazing."
"When the finale is released, it will be sugar. The opera singer has transformed into a warlord's wife, and the palace's posture is well controlled."
"I'm gone, I'm gone."
"Don't talk about boys, I can't stand a girl."
"I can!!!"
"My sister can do it, and so can my sister."
…
Without any hesitation, the director immediately took the case and chose the cheongsam dress. After taking the photo, Gu Yanshen dismissed the others, and pulled up the shawl on Lu Wenxing's body to cover the fair skin exposed under the collarbone.
He dragged Lu Wenxing to the locker room.
"Why are you walking so fast?" Lu Wenxing couldn't walk fast with his high heels on, Gu Yanshen paused, bent over and picked him up.
Lu Wenxing was startled. "What are you doing, this is the crew."
"We've made it public, no one will say anything even if I kiss you here."
"If the photos are circulated, they will be mistaken for filming. Do you think that the review process was too fast when the filming started, and you want to extend the time for the post-screening review?"
Gu Yanshen: "..."
After closing the door of the dressing room, Lu Wenxing blinked at Gu Yanshen's straight gaze. "We'll be filming later."
"What do you think I want to do?" Gu Yanshen was angry and funny, "I asked you to change clothes."
"Oh."
Lu Wenxing lowered his head and unbuttoned the cheongsam. His movements were very slow, and because he was not proficient, he gave off a little flirtatiousness.
Gu Yan took a deep breath and turned his head.
"Hurry up."
Lu Wenxing was dissatisfied with Gu Yanshen's urging him so much, "If you're in a hurry, go out, it's not my turn, and the director didn't even urge him."
Gu Yan choked deeply, turned around and decided not to watch such a stimulating scene.
When Lu Wenxing finished changing his clothes, Gu Yan stared at the makeup on his face for a long time, and couldn't help but touch the mole on the eyeliner.
Lu Wenxing backed away, "Get out of the way, I'm going to remove my makeup."
"I'll go later."
Gu Yan pulled Lu Wenxing's wrist deeply, pulled him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed him without giving him time to react.
"The mouth, the lipstick hasn't... been removed yet."
Gu Yan let go of him after a deep kiss, with a triumphant smile on his lips.
"Chocolate."