There were a lot of staff in the studio, and the director was afraid that Xu Qiao would feel uncomfortable, so he cleared the room and only left a few people in charge of lighting and props. It turned out that it was unnecessary.
Xu Qiao didn't care about the gazes fixed on him at all and was very calm.
She unbuttons her clothes when told to, and takes off her clothes when told to, without any shyness.
It is naturally very worry-free to work with such cooperative artists.
The few girls left in the studio stayed behind by taking advantage of their positions. Now they were all staring at Xu Qiao's hand on his belt, as if it was the hand that would open Pandora's box, and that just a slight touch would open the cage of sin.
"Come on, get ready, action!" The director gave an order, and the hand on the belt moved.
The satin belt was so smooth that it came off the robe with a slight pull, and then drooped limply along the fingertips.
The robe was gathered around his body, and without the restraint of the belt, it spread out in the middle, revealing his body that was only wearing underwear.
White, thin, but not dry.
The director took a quick glance and gave a quick comment.
Xu Qiao already has a good figure, and he has been working out regularly with Kang Wei recently. The obvious effect cannot be seen in a short period of time, but the muscle lines on his body are indeed tighter.
It's not the exaggerated chest and abdominal muscles like a fitness coach, but a thin, firm and dense layer of muscle that seems to exude strength and male hormones.
His young and handsome body attracted the attention of everyone in the studio.
He was used to being stared at and didn't feel embarrassed about his half-naked body. He followed the director's instructions and slowly walked towards the bathtub.
The surface of the water was covered with a layer of rose petals.
Xu Qiao walked in, his robe swaying, revealing two sunken waists and a fleeting glimpse of his long legs.
The next moment he was sitting in the bathtub.
The people who were watching secretly couldn't help but reveal regretful looks.
The roses in the bathtub were blooming to the point of almost decaying, with their petals slightly curled and on the verge of withering.
The Hecate fragrance series is called "Desire", and rose is the main scent.
It's not the fresh, dewy scent of a first-blooming rose, but rather the scent of a rose that has bloomed too much, with a slight taste of fermented wine.
A young man in a dark green robe sat in a vat full of roses. His skin was so white that it was almost transparent under the light. His deliberately plain makeup made him look like a pure and innocent spirit who had fallen into the trap of a forest witch.
The red dot on the lips foreshadows the witch's fall and fall in desire.
Xu Qiao discovered that the commercial director seemed particularly interested in his hands and was trying to find a way to get them in the shot.
Some tied their wrists with the dark green satin belts they had pulled off, some crushed flower petals with their fingers, some smeared rose juice between their nails...
After taking more photos, he also felt that something was a bit weird and wrong.
The director's face was full of excitement. Xu Qiao's hands were slender, with smooth joints and white skin, just like a display item in a glass cabinet. Hands are a sharp weapon in love. If used well, the sensory stimulation they give people is even higher than that of exposed organs.
Mo Chenghong sat aside and watched, his face getting darker and darker, and finally couldn't help but remind him: "Don't be too explicit, it will easily cause controversy."
What he wanted to say more was not to sell male beauty in such a low-level way, as it would have a bad influence on Xu Qiao.
The director waved his hand, naturally knowing what Mo Chenghong was worried about: "Don't worry, I have shot so many commercials, I guarantee you will be surprised when the film comes out, and I won't release it even if you think it's not suitable."
Mo Chenghong pushed his glasses and said nothing more.
"Xu Qiao, you are really suitable for this kind of strong color." The director couldn't help but admire again.
The entire film was finally recorded near dusk.
The director saw that it was getting late and everyone present had tired looks on their faces. He thought that continuing with the work might not be efficient, so he said, "Xu Qiao, let's record the advertising words tomorrow."
Xu Qiao responded and walked out of the bathtub.
After soaking in there for a whole day, his skin was a little wrinkled, so Li Feifei came up quickly to dry him.
The director smiled and asked his assistant to bring a large box of body lotion: "This is the body lotion from the same series, given to you by the brand."
Li Feifei's eyes lit up and she immediately opened a bottle and was about to apply it on Xu Qiao.
Xu Qiao doesn't like to smear this sticky stuff on her body. Besides, this series is for women, and it would be too weird to carry this fragrance.
He looked resistant, but Li Feifei was extremely tough. She squeezed a large pump of liquid and rubbed it on his arm with a lewd smile on her face like a pervert.
Mo Chenghong raised his eyebrows, hooked Li Feifei's collar and pulled her back. Li Feifei staggered two steps and was about to get angry, but when she saw it was Mo Chenghong, she immediately became listless.
"Want to take advantage of me?" Mo Chenghong said in a cold voice.
Li Feifei shook his head like a rattle. No, no, no, he just wanted to take good care of his brother's skin that was injured by the blisters.
Mo Chenghong raised his chin towards Xu Qiao and said, "Apply it yourself."
Xu Qiao yawned and pressed the pump reluctantly.
When leaving, many people came over to ask for autographs and photos, and Xu Qiao was very cooperative.
In addition to body lotion, the brand also sent several boxes of shower gel, which filled the trunk of the car. Back at the studio, the girls liked them very much, and sharing them was almost the end of the matter.
It was already dark when Xu Qiao got home. He turned on the light and immediately saw the easel in the living room and the paint boxes piled on the floor.
Nowadays, original paintings, including promotional drawings, are mostly drawn on computers, but he is still accustomed to using traditional brushes.
Lifting the white cloth covering the drawing board, Xu Qiao thought for a moment, picked up the brush and continued to paint. It was almost finished two days ago, and only needed to make the final revisions and add details.
After finishing, he scanned the painting and sent it to Gao Ming.
The scanned image file was quite large, and Gao Ming took a while to load it before he could see the whole picture. During the loading process, the painting was revealed bit by bit, as if the doomsday scene was slowly unfolding before his eyes.
Torn skies, shattered mountains and rivers, warring races, humble prayers in the shadows.
The picture is rich in details, cruel and vivid. The colors are colorful and bright, but cold. The whole painting is magnificent and meticulous, containing the taste of rational scrutiny and cold-eyed observation, as if standing in the perspective of God, taking everything into account.
Gao Ming was deeply shocked. This magnificent, bizarre, yet extremely realistic painting made people feel as if Xu Qiao had really seen such a world with his own eyes.
"Boss, what are you looking at?" an employee behind him asked puzzledly.
Gao Ming came back to his senses, took a deep breath and said, "We have our Meixuan."
Not long after Xu Qiao sent the painting to Gao Ming, he received a reply.
"Xu Qiao, please use your account to post this promotional picture. I'll send you the copy, and you can repost it on the company's official account after you post it."
Xu Qiao replied "OK", logged into his secondary account, and posted the painting on Weibo.
Dianxing Game Company immediately followed suit and reposted the message.
After this artist posted a few pictures, the number of fans on his secondary account has increased to four digits.
In the past, most of the drawings he posted were concept drawings of characters and scenes, or some random drawings, which were not very complete and looked more like rough drafts. This was the first time he posted a work with such a high degree of completion, which immediately attracted many fans to comment and forward.
Oh my god, what kind of divine beauty is this!
The painter's mind really contains a whole universe
This is the most shocking game promotional picture I have ever seen. It really makes people feel cold after looking at it for a long time.
I'm looking forward to this doomsday game. I wonder when I can play it.
The art is so good. As long as the gameplay is not too boring, I will definitely be addicted.
Enter the pit +1
Dianxing is a new company. In addition to the doomsday game it is currently focusing on, it has also tried to launch several stand-alone games, but they did not make a big splash and the company is not well-known.
Xu Qiao's account has a limited number of fans, so the two didn't have high expectations for the response to this promotional image.
Who would have thought that with the fans' active forwarding, it was actually noticed by several big names in the art field, causing quite a stir in the painting circle. The number of fans of Xu Qiao's small account also slowly increased to five digits.
After resting at home for a day, Fei-Fei Li took him to the recording studio the next day.
The recording location is a professionally invested and built recording studio, and many advertisers and singers come here to rent it.
When I arrived, besides the director and the staff responsible for recording and debugging, there was also a strange face.
The director introduced Xu Qiao: "This is the accent teacher."
"Accent?" Xu Qiao glanced at the teacher. Why would he need an accent teacher just to record an advertisement
The director explained: "It was a temporary decision made by the brand. They were very satisfied with your film yesterday and decided to launch the ad in overseas markets simultaneously. So in addition to Chinese, you have to read the ad in ancient Florentine."
Hecate is an Italian brand, more precisely, it originated from Florence, a city in central Italy. The director did not expect Xu Qiao to know the language, so he directly invited a language teacher.
The advertising slogan was given to Xu Qiao, who glanced at it and couldn't help but curl up a slight arc at the corner of his mouth. The director thoughtfully asked someone to note the Chinese transliteration under the advertising slogans in ancient Florentine.
"The Chinese transliteration will definitely sound awkward and non-standard. This is just to help you remember. We still need to hire an accent teacher to correct your accent."
The accent teacher was a lady in her forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and with decent makeup and manners. She nodded at Xu Qiao when the director introduced her.
After the preparation work is completed, the formal recording begins, starting with the Chinese advertising slogan.
There were only a few sentences in the advertisement, but the director had very high requirements. He required the right tone and punctuation for each sentence. It took almost three hours just to record the Chinese part.
After having lunch and taking a short break in the recording studio, Xu Qiao began to learn Old Florentine advertising slogans with the accent teacher.
Florence is a representative city of the Renaissance, famous for its flourishing art, and is a delicate and profound city. Old Florentine is a dialect of Italian, which sounds mysterious and story-telling.
The accent teacher read a sentence and Xu Qiao followed suit.
The director had already prepared Xu Qiao to spend a long time memorizing his accent. After all, for Chinese people who have never learned this language, it is difficult to correct the pronunciation in a short period of time.
But I didn't expect Xu Qiao to learn very quickly and pronounce very accurately. The accent teacher listened to his pronunciation and wanted to correct him but didn't know where to start.
Almost as authentic as the locals.
About ten minutes later, the accent teacher asked Xu Qiao to read the entire advertisement by himself.
After he finished reading, the accent teacher coughed lightly and said to the director, "You can start recording."
"You've learned it already?" The director was flipping through his phone for fun and was a little surprised to hear the accent teacher's words.
The accent teacher nodded affirmatively. The director looked suspicious, called out, and prepared to start recording.
Xu Qiao walked into the recording room. Looking at his back, the accent teacher hesitated for a moment, but in the end did not ask, "Have you ever been to Italy?"
"The thorn-covered window
In the rose twilight, covered with the veil of midnight
…
Where to find her figure
Listen to the sighs of the branches
"Click, click"
With the experience of the morning, the recording was much faster this time and was completed in just over an hour.
The director played the sound after simple processing to Xu Qiao.
The ethereal music, the faint singing, and his monologues echoed with an ethereal feeling.
"The Florentine pronunciation is really good." The director gave a thumbs up and thought for a long time to find an appropriate word, "Advanced, impressive, and very nice!"
The most typical example of this kind of language is Dante's Divine Comedy. It sounds like a sacred time-honored feeling, but when used in an advertisement like Hecate, it adds a bit of profound contradiction and fascination.
"Once the film is finished, it will be sent to you as soon as possible." The director said. Xu Qiao nodded and walked out of the recording studio with Li Feifei.
Liao Jiang's film remuneration has all been deposited into his account, plus this time's advertising fee, he is finally not penniless anymore.
As he was walking out while chatting with Li Feifei, two acquaintances came towards him and Xu Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly.
It’s Li Chengxuan and Guan Han.
Judging from the materials they are holding, it seems that they are going to record a commercial together. The two have a good relationship in SSE, and there have been rumors that they are in a relationship. It is not uncommon for them to work together.
Li Feifei kept looking behind Li Chengxuan, and felt a little strange when she didn't see his agent Yang Hui. Given how much Yang Hui doted on Li Chengxuan, wouldn't she follow him when he went out
When Li Chengxuan saw Xu Qiao, he was stunned at first, and then his expression looked unhappy.
Xu Qiao's recent developments were somewhat beyond his expectations. First, the word-of-mouth performance of "Liao Jiang" was far ahead of the same period, and Xu Qiao's role as Jin Er received great acclaim. Then he won the leading role in the series directed by Hu Zhenghua, followed by his outstanding performance in variety shows, and now he has taken on the advertisement of Hecate...
Just thinking about Li Chengxuan makes me so angry that my lungs hurt.
You have to know that it was he who introduced the role of Jin'er to Xu Qiao. He thought that whoever played this kind of role would be criticized, and Xu Qiao, a wooden man who couldn't act, would definitely be criticized after the movie was broadcast if he played this role.
Who knew that he would actually make a comeback with this movie.
Besides, he had snatched the role of the young Taoist priest from him and was very proud of himself. Who would have thought that Xu Qiao would get the leading male role in "Water Ghost" in the blink of an eye.
Now he has signed a contract with a gold medal agent, so he has no worries about resources and has a bright future.
Guan Han clenched her fingers even more. Because of Xu Qiao, she suffered the first blow in her career.
The last "Liao Jiang" double incident did a lot of damage to her popularity, but she only filmed for three days in "Liao Jiang" and had only so many scenes in the drama. After that period, there was almost no discussion about her. She was silent for a while, but recently she started to be active again.
The entertainment industry forgets things quickly, but the black spots always remain.
Xu Qiao passed by them.
"Don't be so proud for too long." Li Chengxuan said coldly.
Xu Qiao said "hmm" without stopping.
Li Feifei rolled her eyes and followed behind Xu Qiao: "Brother, look at him. Let you be so arrogant, let you be so arrogant, but when you join the crew of "One Hundred Ghosts", you will still be your supporting role."
He was muttering to himself as he walked out with Xu Qiao, and saw a familiar figure at the door.
After Li Feifei saw clearly who it was, he complained in his heart. As expected, he said how could Yang Hui not come along.
Smoking is not allowed indoors. Yang Hui, wearing a professional suit, held a thin lady's cigarette between her fingers and took a few puffs slowly. She heard footsteps behind her and turned around to see that it was Xu Qiao. She was startled for a moment.
Xu Qiao glanced across her face. This former agent didn't seem to have the cold and sharp edge he had some time ago, and it seemed that things were not going well for him recently.
Yang Hui has not been doing well recently. As soon as Xu Qiao was released, he made a comeback. Now his popularity is getting higher and higher, and his reputation is slowly turning around. As a former agent, she is not feeling well in the company.
The questioning from the top management, the ridicule from the colleagues, and even she herself were regretting it.
She had clearly seen some potential in Qiao at the beginning, so why was she still hesitant? The balance in her heart uncontrollably tilted towards Li Chengxuan, leading to the current situation.
SSE even put pressure on her to ask Xu Qiao to come back.
But... it's impossible.
Xu Qiao signed Mo Chenghong as her agent, and he had nothing to do with her in the future.
After all, she had guided him for a while. Xu Qiao stopped and nodded to her, then got into the car with Li Feifei.
Li Feifei sat in the driver's seat, took out his cell phone and flipped through it, but was hesitant to step on the accelerator.
Xu Qiao glanced at him and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"What's the matter with the oil-paper umbrella?" Li Feifei suddenly frowned.
"Oil-paper umbrella?" Xu Qiao said lazily.
"Brother, this is an old fan of yours. He was in the fan group before "Liao Jiang" became popular, and now he is the manager of the third group."
Xu Qiao usually doesn't pay much attention to the fan group, which is managed by the studio. But when there are too many people in the group, the studio can't manage it, so they will give management rights to a few old fans after inspection.
"What's up with her?"
Li Feifei's voice was somewhat dissatisfied: "It seems that someone in the family is sick, so she sent the fundraising link to the group. The fan group clearly prohibits these links involving money. She, as an administrator, clearly knew it and still did it. The impact is too bad. If everyone follows her example, what will the fan group become? A gathering place for love, a fundraising base?"
Taking the phone from Li Feifei, Xu Qiao saw the messages in the group flashing very quickly. He kept scrolling up and it took him a long time to see the fundraising link shared by Oil Paper Umbrella.
Oil-paper umbrella: "My younger brother has acute lymphocytic leukemia. The treatment has used up all our family savings. I hope the sisters can help our family."
Later, several lists of medical expenses were sent out one after another.
Xu Qiao scrolled down and looked through the replies. Some fans donated money and said they would help if they could, but most of the others did not agree with sending the link to the group.
Except for a few people who fiercely scolded Youzhisan as the manager for not following the group rules, the tone of others was relatively mild.
Oil Paper Umbrella probably sent the link under a lot of pressure, but when he saw so many people disagreed, he became discouraged and stopped saying anything.
Xu Qiao frowned, and suddenly thought of something: "Did the oil-paper umbrella send a gift to the studio?"
He vaguely remembered seeing this name when he was opening a gift box at home that day.
Li Feifei was stunned, and thought about it carefully: "It seems so. I remember it should be a few bottles of famous brand perfume, and several pairs of limited edition shoes, which added up to 30,000 or 40,000 yuan. As you said, I sent all the items over 100 yuan back to her."
Xu Qiao leaned back in his chair and asked, "The gift has been returned. Can she return it?"
Thirty or forty thousand is not a small amount of money for an ordinary family, not to mention that this family is short of money now.
"Well..." Li Feifei scratched his head, "It should be possible. It is quite convenient to return goods after shopping now."
Xu Qiao hummed, and took Li Feifei's phone to look through the girl's homepage. Judging from her clothes, she didn't come from a wealthy family, but she spent thirty or forty thousand yuan to chase stars. It was too impulsive.
Thinking of the reason behind this, Xu Qiao raised his eyes and looked at Li Feifei: "Fei Fei, what are the selection criteria for the management of the fan group?"
"There are a lot of management benefits. Whether it's a fan meeting or something else, the chance to meet the brothers is much greater, so loyal old fans will definitely be given priority. You also need to have certain management skills and a certain amount of free time, and also..." Li Feifei's voice became lower and lower under Xu Qiao's gaze, "It depends on the contribution."
"Contribution?" Xu Qiao's voice became deep.
Li Feifei pouted and said, "Brother, it's not just our fan group that's like this. Fan groups of other celebrities are like this too."
"There are only a few management positions, and many fans are vying for them, so there must be a target, such as how much money has been spent on Brother, how much support materials have been raised, etc. Big fans with money will definitely be given priority."
Xu Qiao pointed to the Youzhisan homepage. The photo on the homepage showed a girl who might still be in college. "What about this?"
"If you don't have independent financial ability, and someone wants to spend far more than you can afford in exchange for a management position, have you ever thought about the consequences?"
Li Feifei muttered: "What consequences? Everyone is like this..."
Xu Qiao's expression was unusually grim: "This kind of thing must not happen again. I will tell Mo Chenghong to strengthen the management of the fan group."
As he spoke, Xu Qiao used Li Feifei's phone to send the fundraising link to his own phone.
Li Feifei watched Xu Qiao click on the link and donated 100,000 yuan anonymously.
"Brother." He frowned in disapproval.
His brother had just recovered and didn't have much money on him. He lost 100,000 yuan in one go. Li Feifei felt sorry for him.
"Pay for this mistake." Xu Qiao rubbed his eyebrows and knew what Li Feifei was worried about.
If he had to donate money to every fan whose family member was sick, it would be impossible for him to do so. He just saw some hidden dangers in fan group management through the oil-paper umbrella incident.
There was no work arrangement for the next two days. Xu Qiao went to the studio to take classes and exercise every day. The rest of the time he stayed at home reading the script of "Water Ghost" and trying to figure out the role.
Until Mo Chenghong called and sent a video link, which was a lifestyle program on a local TV station.
When Xu Qiao opened the video, he saw that the faces of the family were blurred. A woman was crying and accusing her daughter of being a fan and spending all the money for her own brother's medical treatment.
The scene on TV was chaotic.
A girl's stubborn voice came over: "That was the money I earned from my part-time job, and Xu Qiao also returned the gifts."
"You earned the money yourself? Who paid for your education all these years? You spent money on a little celebrity and you don't even feel sorry for your brother. How can there be such a cruel sister like you? You said that the gifts were returned. Where did they go?"
Xu Qiao guessed that this girl should be the oil-paper umbrella.
There was a hint of tears in her voice: "I don't know. It must be on the way. It must have been returned. My brother wasn't sick when I bought those gifts. If I had known, I would have kept the money."
What follows is a scene of the mother slapping her child in the face. Others rush to pull the child away, and the girl covers her face and cries.
Xu Qiao took a deep breath and dialed Mo Chenghong's number.
"finish watching?"
"Um."
"This video has been used by a marketing account to make a fuss. I am contacting the public relations department and the logistics company to find out where the returned gifts are."
Mo Chenghong sighed and said, "It's a good thing you really sent the gift back, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain it and would just lie there and let you scold me."
To be honest, these are all the fans' own behavior, but the fans themselves are the ones who have to pay the price. If someone uses this kind of thing to make a fuss, there is really no way to avoid it even if you want to.