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Zhou Jin responded with a deep sigh and closed his eyes. The soft brush head gently swept over the contours of his eyes, modifying the already handsome and straight lines more clearly. His appearance does not belong to the tough style, with a straight nose bridge and thin lips, which can still make people feel very delicate without whitewashing, and there is always some indistinguishable beauty in his appearance.
The paint brush moved down, the slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the light that was bright enough to shock slowly settled in the beautiful eyes, that kind of gender-neutral beauty was completely revealed when the eyes were opened. She lost her femininity. The outstanding appearance undoubtedly provided Zhou Jinshen with sufficient support, but the reason why he was able to become popular for five years did not rely solely on his appearance.
Different from An Xumo's youthful clarity, Zhou Jin's demeanor is even more seductive. His appearance is enough to catch everyone's attention, and his temperament is the key to sinking people into a deep sink, which is why, several of his moving pictures will be circulated on Weibo, and each screenshot has tens of thousands change.
In static flat shooting, Zhou Jinshen's expressive ability is undoubted, he is the dream object of all photographers, no matter what temperament he can perfectly present. But now that high P is prevalent, the work of a retoucher is more likely to surprise people than the model itself, and only those who can show their charm in motion can truly stand the test.
It is no exaggeration to say that Zhou Jinshen was born for the camera.
He has been awarded this rating by magazines in double digits, several of which hold show dinners every year. His sensuality exuded from his bones is like overbearing agarwood, rich and refreshing, once ignited, no one can escape.
The person who touches up Zhou Jinchen's makeup is not his usual stylist, but a professional makeup artist from the magazine. She is still young, but she has been working for a long time. But facing such a face at close range, no one can remain indifferent. In the end, the makeup artist still couldn't hold back, and blushed slightly.
When the make-up artist hurriedly covered up his hot cheeks, Zhou Jinshen didn't notice the strangeness around him, Xin Zimai's voice was still coming from the earphones: "The contract has been finalized, you and him will agree on this matter." Did I say that myself?"
Zhou Jin casually tapped on the armrest with his fingers: "I'm not sure, how can I talk nonsense."
"You..." Xin Zimai's voice was obviously choked. In a variety show with such a high ratings, Xin Zimai was really amazed when he tried so hard to force a person into the show.
"Mr. Zhou, Big Brother Zhou, are you really planning to be a good brother to be a good brother?"
"I owe him that."
Zhou Jin lowered his eyes, and the bright light above his head poured down, forming a thick shadow under his eyes.
"I said, I have to apologize to him personally."
When talking about this, it is unavoidable to involve Zhou Jinchen's serious illness ten years ago. Xin Zimai sighed, and his voice sank: "That matter is still being investigated, Jin Shen, you can relax."
"En." Zhou Jin responded in a low voice, without further expressing his opinion.
Xin Zimai asked: "Then, do you want to tell him about the recording this time? The program team needs his information, so I have to talk to Tang Tang and ask her to arrange a schedule for Xiao."
Zhou Jinchen knocked on the armrest twice, and said, "Is there any other schedule after the cover shoot?"
Xin Zimai thought for a while: "There is another interview, about two hours, and they want to invite you to dinner after the interview."
Zhou Jin said solemnly: "I will try my best to speed up the progress of the filming here. After the filming, the interview will be brought forward. Forget about dinner, you can book another restaurant for me."
After Xin Zimai came down, he remembered to ask, "Do you want to treat Xiao An to dinner?"
"Ok."
"Which restaurant should I order?"
"..."
Zhou Jinshen was silent for a moment, because he found that he didn't remember what his brother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, liked to eat.
Even though there is no need to use extra influence to exchange for resources, in this position, Zhou Jinshen still has to face a lot of necessary entertainment. In the entire city of S, there are almost no high-end restaurants that he has never been to. Whether it is Chinese or Western, Japanese, Korean or Thai, there are all the most suitable places for Zhou Jinchen to choose from.
But now, for the first time, he felt a little helpless.
The empathetic Xin Zimai quickly understood the meaning of silence, and he continued naturally: "I'll ask Tang Tang to see what flavor Xiao An likes. I'll send you the information when it's settled, by the way, Do you need help to inform me about the meal?"
"No need." Zhou Jin said slowly, "I will call him myself."
After the phone was hung up, the filming just resumed. Zhou Jinshen got up from the rest area and walked into the extremely bright spotlight field.
* * *
The person who wants to invite guests is actively preparing, but the person who is invited doesn't know it yet.
An Xumo had just finished his half-day vocal music class, and was sucking a cool and spicy peppermint lozenge to moisten his throat. Tang Tang took him back to his office, took out several development plans and put them on the table.
"The company now intends to provide you with the opportunity to test the water in terms of both individual and combination. The various plans of the combination are more flexible to implement, but it may take a little longer. The risk of being single is relatively large, and you need to try your best. Get more resources."
The two had already talked about this point before, and Tang Tang didn't go into details: "Since the company has given resources to a single person, you should try to develop in the direction of a single person. Although this road is risky, the upper limit is higher, and it can also save money. earlier time."
"If it's a solo debut, the company now has three main training plans for newcomers. Let me explain to you in turn." Tang Tang pressed his little finger with his thumb and compared three, "The first is to participate in the draft. Restrictions on talent shows in other categories have just been introduced, and those shows that attract attention and cry for life have been cut a lot, and the talent show for acting has ushered in a second wave of warming up. In the second half of the year, Jindian discussed cooperation with four talent shows. For a solo debut, the draft is an easier starting point to control. With your conditions and the resources provided by the company, there is basically no problem before the finals.”
An Xumo bit the mint candy, ground it lightly with his teeth, and did not speak.
Tang Tang put out the second plan and continued: "The second is to shoot the MV, because your direction is mainly singing and dancing. Singing is not the only specialization, and the role of the MV is very important. The company will first give us Some MV shooting quotas for other artists, after you gradually accumulate a few experience, if the effect is good, I can try to help you talk about the opening and ending credits of the company's new drama... "
Before she finished her introduction, the screen of the mobile phone on the table was already lit up. She looked at the screen while talking: "Qu...?!"
Tang Tang's ending sound was suspended, An Xumo looked over curiously, and saw Tang Tang staring at the screen dumbfounded, as if a text message to transfer 1 million suddenly appeared on the phone.
"Xin, Xinxin..."
An Xumo didn't understand, so he said, "What's the matter, should you answer the phone first?"
Only then did Tang Tang remember to answer the phone, she quickly picked up the phone, and exaggeratedly drew a sign of the cross on her chest with one hand.
"Little Mo, Xiao Mo, you eat first, and I'll tell you when I come back, ah."
When Tang Tang wanted to answer the phone, An Xumo could only go to the lounge to get lunch by himself. Before closing the door, he could still hear Tang Tang's undisguised excited voice: "Hello, I'm Tang, Tang Tang."
…
An Xumo thought to himself, wondering if there is a little more sugar in today's lunch.
However, things didn’t go as planned. Lunch was still a new day. After An Xumo struggled to finish today’s unpalatable fitness lunch, Tang Tang rushed into the lounge like a gust of wind and dragged him back to the office in a panic. .
As soon as she entered the door, Tang Tang picked up the three proposals and, blocking An Xumo's face, she stuffed them all into the shredder.
"..." An Xumo couldn't help feeling a little dazed.
"Okay, Xiao Mo, what you have to do now is to forget everything I just said." After stuffing the plan, Tang Tang happily clapped his hands, "Now we have a brand new starting point!"
An Xumo looked at her, and even though he didn't quite understand the emotion, he asked cooperatively, "What's wrong?"
Just as Tang Tang was about to speak, he stopped him suddenly: "Well, well, someone will explain it to you. You should go and rest for a while. There is still training in the afternoon. I will explain it to you slowly after the new plan is finalized."
An Xumo didn't care much about the other party's intense emotions, he nodded: "Okay."
When he left, Tang Tang was still so happy that he couldn't help humming. Before leaving, she called An Xumo again: "By the way, Xiao Mo, someone in the company asked about your food preferences today, and said that they were going to prepare materials for the official website. You were not here just now, so I told him directly that you If you like salmon and chicken breasts fried without oil, remember that first.”
An Xumo paused while holding the doorknob.
Tang Tang didn't notice his mood change: "Anyway, it's not the time yet. Later, the company will design and arrange various preferences for you. You can change it when the time comes."
"… it is good."
An Xumo closed the door and paused outside the door.
Not a chicken breast, he thought, nor a workout meal.
He's going to list chicken breast as the first bad food.
Tang Tang followed An Xumo to watch it for a while, but he lost interest. She does this, so she naturally knows how this unsubstantiated revelation came about. Either the paparazzi wanted to gain attention, or Han Ming's enthusiasm, or Han Ming wanted to pave the way for his love announcement, there would be no more possibilities.
"What a coincidence... This news happened to coincide with the announcement of "Dancing Forest" today. Hey, Xiao Mo, don't worry about this for now, just take a look at your Weibo account."
Tang Tang's first sentence hit what An Xumo was worried about. If this news was intentionally released, and it happened to coincide with the announcement of "Dancing Forest", An Xumo's own hot search would definitely dispel the attention of the news. Spend. Out of emotion and reason, An Xumo didn't want to disturb his brother's arrangements.
However, there are only a few ambiguous photos in today's revelations, which are not sneak|shots from that night. In addition, the identity of the other person was not confirmed in the revelations, and no one mentioned Zhou Jinshen in the comments. It seemed that it was not Zhou Jinshen's instruction, so An Xumo's worry was slightly relieved.
An Xumo clicked on the Weibo homepage on his mobile phone. In just a few hours, his number of fans had soared to more than 100,000. The prompt messages that popped up continuously showed that his fans' attention was still increasing.
He also had his own private Weibo before, but he never posted original content, and only followed a few Weibo accounts related to Zhou Jinshen. Zhou Jinshen himself did not open Weibo, but his fans have never gained the upper hand on Weibo and other social platforms. Because the master is low-key, the fans will not take the initiative to provoke troubles. They have a typical style of "not making a move easily, and killing all of them once they make a move". The control ability of Han Ming's fans is placed on Zhou Jinshen In front of fans, it is not just a "crushed" that can be described.