Time flies to noon, and the studio located in the suburbs of Beijing is extremely confidential because of the special working population. Generally, only those who have made an appointment in advance and confirmed their identity can enter. The guard stood at the door of the building in a daze of boredom, because the people working were busy inside the building and no outsiders came in, so the yard was silent. Suddenly, he saw a crimson sports car coming in through the gate through identity verification. At this point, it must be the owner of the money. The guard speculated in his heart that he had worked here for more than a year and had put All kinds of people came and went to get a rough idea.
The sports car drove all the way to the parking space on the left and stopped. The bored guard looked out of the corner of his eye and saw a young man getting out of the car. He was wearing a floral shirt with a tall and slender figure. He closed the car door and twisted the key in his hand twice. Turn around and walk towards the studio. The rich second-generation guard was a little surprised at his age, and he was even more shocked when he saw the opponent's face up close.
This man is really good-looking. The guards have seen countless handsome men and beautiful women working here, but no one has ever been as beautiful as him, so stunning at a glance. Danfeng eyes, thin red lips, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised with a touch of natural blush, almost masculine and feminine, but because of the proud and self-satisfied aura of the whole body, it does not appear feminine at all.
Is this the boss or the model? It's impossible for the model to arrive now, and how can the boss be so good-looking
He spoke with a strong Beijing accent, and Er Huayin was casual. The guard came back to his senses and quickly recalled it.
"Is it Mr. Shi Feng, the designer? He went in about an hour ago, and he should be inside." The guard said as he secretly looked at this young man with a strong aura that he had never seen before. circle size
The guard was distracted for half a second, and suddenly felt that something was stuffed in his hand. He looked down and saw that it was seven or eight hundred-yuan bills. He turned around quickly, and the young man had already packed his wallet and walked inside.
"Change and tip, don't look at it secretly, there are no flowers on your face."
The young man waved his hand casually and said, and quickly disappeared behind the screen wall in the hall, leaving only the guard standing there in a daze. I have to say that Yan Caizhu's style is full of style, and the act of forcing a tip like a nouveau riche is as casual and elegant as giving roses to a beautiful girl at a reception. Unfortunately, the target is not a beauty with slender calves in a dancing skirt. It was an uncle in a bulky security uniform.
Of course, these are no different for Yan Caizhu now. The building where the studio is located is only a few floors high, but it occupies a large area. There are countless lounges, dressing rooms and offices on each floor, and there is a large studio at the end. The corridors are winding and winding. Be careful and you will get lost.
Yan Caizhu, who returned to the road sign again, was convinced that it was just a carelessness.
He looked at the fire escape instruction map hanging on the wall to identify where he had gone wrong. The complicated routes and densely packed markings were really unfriendly to people like Yan Caizhu who were a bit road-crazy.
Yan Caizhu touched his nose. He came to see Shi Feng on a whim and planned to apologize for the quarrel not long ago. He came here secretly to give the other party a fright, but now he called Shi Feng for help, and he never lowered his head. Young Master Yan couldn't bear to lose face.
"Shao Yan"
Suddenly a voice called his name from the end of the corridor, Yan Caizhu raised his eyebrows and saw a girl who looked a little familiar.
She is not very good-looking, she is definitely not a beauty who has been involved with him, she looks like a staff member, could it be Yan Caizhu, the assistant of some acquaintance, thought for a few seconds, and asked strangely, "I remember you are Zhong Isn’t that guy from Simo Studio abroad?”
Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to be taken aback by his words. Looking left and right, he saw that no one was paying attention, so he came forward and explained in a low voice, "Hi, Young Master Yan, I'm An Wei. I was sent out by the boss to be an artist assistant."
"Whose?" Yan Caizhu asked with great interest. On the day of the interview at Zhong Simo's studio, he happened to pass by to pick up his things. In his impression, An Wei's performance was very good, why was he willing to be sent abroad
"It's Shen Yu." An Wei answered Yan Caizhu's question with a little embarrassment. Her impression of Yan Caizhu was still that of the rich second generation who had a wicked appearance and a good relationship with the boss. Right now, she didn't know how much he knew about the relationship between the boss and Brother Yu. An Wei didn't know how to explain it.
"Tsk, Zhong Simo." Unexpectedly, Yan Caizhu smiled playfully, and made a reassuring gesture to An Wei, "Don't worry, I won't reveal this matter."
"Then Young Master Yan, are you here?" An Wei, confused, decided it was better to change the subject.
"By the way," An Wei reminded, Yan Caizhu finally pulled back the thoughts that were deviated due to the shock of a certain "unscrupulous" famous director, and got back to business, "Have you seen Shi Feng? Take me to see it."
"Mr. Shi Feng is in the studio on the second floor." An Wei was a little surprised. It's normal for Yan Caizhu to know Shi Feng, but since he came here to find someone, it wouldn't be impossible to find him at the door, right
"Cough, I don't know the way before I've been here." Yan Caizhu rolled her beautiful narrow eyes.
Seeing this, An Wei suppressed the speculation in her heart about whether this handsome young master didn't know the way, and pointed out the route conscientiously, "Young Master Yan, you go through here, turn left at the third door, and go straight to Turn right at the entrance of the second corridor, then go up the stairs, and then follow the original direction to the corresponding location on the second floor, then go straight to the right and you will arrive.”
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The corner of Yan Caizhu's mouth twitched indistinctly, and he gave up halfway through hearing it, "What are you going to do?"
"It's Brother Yu's turn to put on makeup soon, I'll call him over." An Wei answered honestly, confused.
"Then I'll go with you to meet Shen Yu, anyway, I'm not in a hurry." Yan Caizhu found a solution and said with a satisfied smile.
"Ah" An Wei was stunned.
"I've been hearing your boss mention Shen Yu before, and I'm very curious. Since I have a chance today, let's meet. Why, I'm afraid that I can eat people." Yan Caizhu perfectly concealed the reason for his insanity.
"No, no." An Wei had no choice but to agree. Anyway, Yan Caizhu has a very good relationship with the boss, so it doesn't matter much if he takes him to see Brother Yu. Getting to know more people is also good for Brother Yu.
An Wei quickly sent a message to Shen Yu to tell Shen Yu about the situation, and at the same time led Yan Caizhu to their lounge, and they arrived there soon.
"Brother Yu, we're here." An Wei pushed open the door to let Yan Caizhu in, and then introduced, "This is Yan Caizhu, young master Yan, who is a good friend with Director Zhong."
"Hello, I'm Shen Yu." Shen Yu was a little shocked by Yan Caizhu's gorgeous appearance, stood up for a moment and introduced himself.
"Hello, Yan Caizhu." Yan Caizhu shook hands with Shen Yu with a smile, and after greeting him normally, he stared at him for a few seconds.
"Young Master Yan..." Shen Yu felt that it would be impolite to walk away, so he reminded him aloud.
"Well, it's okay." Yan Caizhu walked to the chair beside him and sat down casually, with two straight and slender long legs crossed and stretched, and jokingly said to Shen Yu, "I finally understand when I see you. It's the type that Zhong Simo would like."
"" Shen Yu's eyes widened in an instant, and he quickly glanced at An Wei beside him, then quickly retracted and lowered his head, biting his lower lip for a while, at a loss. As for the fact that Zhong Simo liked him, Shen Yu couldn't say that he resisted, but he also subconsciously didn't want people around him to know, it seemed that only in this way could he think about it safely and calmly. Now being punctured by this man who just met, Shen Yu suddenly became flustered.
Yan Caizhu, who noticed the change in Shen Yu, realized that he had said the wrong thing. He and Zhong Simo were used to hurting each other on weekdays, and getting along with Shi Feng was mostly a rivalry. It was the first time that he was completely different from Shen Yu. When getting along with introverted people of the Buddhist family, if you don't pay attention, you will go too far.
"Don't worry, I've known Zhong Simo for a long time. I heard that he has been saying that you are just curious, and you won't talk nonsense." Yan Caizhu promised to reassure Shen Yu, while secretly despising a certain director surnamed Zhong , It's been so long, why hasn't anyone caught up yet.
"Young Master Yan, are you familiar with Director Zhong?" Shen Yu quickly came to his senses after the initial shock. He believed that the person Zhong Simo trusted to tell the secret would never say anything nonsense. A little embarrassed, I didn't know what to say for a while, so I simply asked the other party's words.
"Well, we've known each other for seven or eight years, and we've known each other since he first emerged," Yan Caizhu said, narrowing her beautiful eyes and smiling, continuing to tease Shen Yu without changing her intentions, "Why, I'm jealous"
"No." Shen Yu was startled, and then replied with a helpless smile. There's nothing to talk about being jealous, he's not a teenage girl, he's just curious about Zhong Simo's past. Wait, why do you want to eat Zhong Simo's vinegar
An Wei watched Shen Yu who felt that he was about to be eaten to death, and had the urge to touch his forehead, and kindly spoke out, "By the way, Brother Yu, it's your turn to put on makeup soon, let's go there."
"I'm coming too, looking for Shi Feng." Yan Caizhu, who helped Zhong Simo complete an assist task, got up with a smile when he heard this, and planned to leave with Shen Yu, but someone knocked on the door before they went out.
"Please come in." Shen Yu said to the door, the door of the lounge was opened in a second, and a person walked in who surprised the three people in the room.
"Shi Feng..." Yan Caizhu's usual casual joking expression became a little weird, and his smile was neither hiding nor hiding. The quarrel of the previous two days was still vivid in his memory, he couldn't think of what to say, and finally rubbed his nose in embarrassment.
Shi Feng, who walked in with a paper bag, obviously didn't expect to see Yan Caizhu here, and seeing the person in front of him dressed like a dog for a second seemed to be joking, his complexion suddenly became gloomy .
"Why, Young Master Yan can't get enough of so many receptions and dances, and I still have time to find new models among the models." Shi Feng's voice was extremely low, as if he was trying to restrain something, using a style that would definitely not look good in the eyes of outsiders. The paranoid tone that would appear on him sneered.
Yan Caizhu suddenly became more embarrassed. No one dared to say that in front of him before, but after all, he was at fault for what happened a few days ago. He rubbed his nose again, and took the initiative to come up to him with a playful smile, "What's the matter? Go home and say, look, there are still outsiders here, give me some face."
"Heh." Shi Feng turned his head away, unable to deny it. This person will always have the look of sincerely admitting his mistakes and never repenting.
"Ah." Yan Caizhu could only sigh half-truthfully, turned his head to look at the two melon-eating crowd who didn't know the truth, and quickly leaned forward and smacked the corner of Shi Feng's lips, using a tone of shame Putting his arms around his neck and begging for mercy, "Brother, Brother Feng, I was really wrong, I can't do it if I save face, just smile."
"..." Shen Yu, who eats melons, feels that his three views have collapsed. He actually thinks that this unscrupulous same-sex couple in front of him is inexplicably compatible