The director hadn't made a final decision, but everything had to be ready. All kinds of dresses and cheongsams were custom-made according to Lu Wenxing's height, as well as high heels.
Looking at the clothes of different colors on the mobile hangers, the smile on Lu Wenxing's face suddenly froze.
He didn't care whether she dressed as a woman or not, but he didn't want to be surrounded by a group of people and treated like a doll.
Lu Wenxing didn't allow anyone else to watch. Except for the makeup artist, costume designer, and Ai Ou invited by Gu Yanshen, all other staff and artists were kicked out, and Gu Yanshen was not spared.
Only Song Jiajia was left behind. She has been praised for her good taste in clothes and good temperament since her debut, so Lu Wenxing still trusts her.
At this time, the costume team and the makeup team had different opinions.
The costume team thought that they had to decide on the makeup first and then choose the right clothes. But the makeup team thought that they had to choose the right makeup according to the clothes, which meant that Lu Wenxing had to change clothes and remove makeup in the dressing room all morning.
I feel a little hopeless.
Ai Ou did not participate in their discussion. He stared at Lu Wenxing for a while and smiled obediently, "Xingxing, can I touch your face?"
Lu Wenxing: ???
The costume designer and makeup artist who are still in discussion: ???
Song Jiajia's eyes were wide open, but Ai Ou's face was full of seriousness.
Lu Wenxing was stunned for a moment, and seeing that Ai Ou was serious, perhaps because she was putting on makeup, he nodded hesitantly.
Ai Ou stood happily in front of Lu Wenxing, touched the side of Lu Wenxing's face, and moved his knuckles down along the jawline and stopped at Lu Wenxing's chin. He leaned in and looked at him for a few seconds.
The atmosphere around them suddenly became quiet, and the two of them got very close to each other. Ai Ou looked at Lu Wenxing, and Lu Wenxing was also looking at him.
Before Lu Wenxing could ask, Gu Yanshen pushed the door and walked in.
"What are you doing?"
Ai Ou took a step back belatedly and said, "I was thinking about what kind of makeup I should put on Brother Xingxing."
Brother Xingxing?
Gu Yanshen frowned slightly, "Stand further away and watch."
Io didn't care, "I've already touched it anyway."
Gu Yanshen: ???
There was a hint of pride in Ai Ou's tone. Gu Yan resisted the urge to throw him out and asked through gritted teeth.
"Have you found the right makeup yet?"
"Two makeup looks are enough. Try both the dress and the cheongsam."
"I don't like people watching me work." Io's eyes fell on the makeup artists and costume designers in the crew.
"I don't need your 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, and seeing that Ai Ou didn't mention her, she tried to reduce her presence as much as possible.
Lu Wenxing was not surprised. Not to mention the makeup artists, even in their art academy, many students and teachers had strange habits when creating and did not want to explain to outsiders.
His roommate would take a bath before painting. It wasn’t a special hobby, but a ritual that he insisted on. Lu Wenxing also expressed his respect for that.
After the others left, Io walked to the mobile clothes rack and said, "Pick out two sets of clothes, one for the cheongsam and one for the dress."
Song Jiajia was stunned for a moment, "Talk to me?"
Io nodded, "It has to be something that fits the stars."
Song Jiajia was choosing from left to right, and that look made Lu Wenxing suddenly remember the fear of being dominated by Song Jiajia on the variety show, and his guess was confirmed the next second.
From more than a dozen sets of clothes, Song Jiajia selected a black satin cheongsam with a slit collar and red plum petals printed on it, and a white dress with lace edges.
One black and one white, the contrast is particularly obvious.
Turning his gaze to Aio, Lu Wenxing asked sincerely, "Teacher Aio, do you think you should change into a new set?"
Ai Ou answered Lu Wenxing very seriously.
"I think they're both good. Black is elegant and sexy. White is pure and sexy. Which one do you like?"
Lu Wenxing: “…” I don’t like any of them.
This was not what Lu Wenxing had thought. His eyes fell on several other sets of slightly simpler clothes. Ai Ou's words put an end to Lu Wenxing's idea of changing clothes.
"You are going to play a seductive and sexy dancer, not a female student in the Republic of China."
Lu Wenxing: “…”
He suddenly felt that he was not completely free of the burden of being an idol.
She was dressed like this for a TV series. If Wen Huaihe and Wen Zheng saw her... Lu Wenxing didn't dare to think about it.
"Make it big, don't wear too many hair accessories, but make sure they are exquisite."
Song Jiajia was inspired by what Io said, "Why not add a teardrop mole? Sexy and enchanting doesn't conflict with being lovable."
Lu Wenxing looked at Song Jiajia expressionlessly, "Sister Jia, please stop competing with the makeup artist for a job."
Looking at the two people who were eager to talk, Lu Wenxing interrupted them with despair, fearing that they were coming up with some suggestions that would be difficult for him to resist.
Song Jiajia comforted him, "Don't worry about it, what does Zhou Yun's women's clothing have to do with you, Lu Wenxing?"
This sentence was particularly pale, but we could only think so. However, Song Jiajia's next sentence broke Lu Wenxing's mental defense again.
"You just want to play Zhou Yun well."
Lu Wenxing: “…”
After discussion, the overall look was determined. Lu Wenxing looked at the little dress and then at the cheongsam with a slit up to the thigh, and finally chose the little dress.
Song Jiajia covered her mouth and laughed secretly, "Don't worry about it, you have to try both anyway."
In the original novel, Zhou Yun wore a cheongsam, but the cheongsam was too figure-stressing, so the alternative was a short dress.
"Let me put on your makeup first."
Io took out his heavy toolbox and opened several layers of it. There were five or six bottles of liquid foundation alone.
Open the makeup brush set and you'll find more than a dozen brushes of different shapes.
Song Jiajia looked for a while and went to find a suitable wig and headdress for Lu Wenxing. The most important thing was the shoes. Lu Wenxing was tall, so the heels couldn't be too high or too thin. If he had never worn high heels before, he would definitely not be able to adapt to them. It would be difficult for him to even walk, let alone dance.
The style must also be nice.
Song Jiajia made the selection very carefully and also picked earrings for Lu Wenxing. Lu Wenxing only has one ear hole, so Song Jiajia chose ear clips for him.
Ai Ou was very fast and had finished the painting in less than half an hour. He stared at Lu Wenxing for a while, put blush on his cheeks, and finally put a teardrop mole under his right eye.
Lu Wenxing's eyelashes are very long and thick. Ai Ou stopped to look at her for a while, lengthened her upper eyeliner, and put on lipstick to finish.
“Wow.”
The moment Lu Wenxing turned around, Song Jiajia stood up from her chair, her eyes full of amazement, her big wavy hair, white lace hat, and pearl ear clips.
The white dress that went below the knees had a fluffy hem that made her legs look straight and long. Song Jiajia paired it with flat shoes.
"Oh, put on these gloves."
Song Jiajia handed him a pair of lace gloves. Lu Wenxing took it expressionlessly and put them on calmly.
You've already put it on, there's nothing to be shy about.
Song Jiajia exclaimed, "It looks like a doll! When I was a kid, I envied our class monitor. Every time her father came back to China, he would bring her a half-human-high doll. It was very delicate and could dance."
"I can spend the whole afternoon changing the doll's clothes at her house."
Meeting Song Jiajia's eager eyes, Lu Wenxing immediately took a big step back and expressed his refusal with his actions.
"The director certainly didn't expect it to be so stunning!" Song Jiajia was very happy, "Get out quickly, such a beautiful look can't be seen by only Io and I."
Song Jiajia took out her cell phone and said this. Lu Wenxing turned around and stared at the phone she was about to raise, with resistance written all over her face.
“No photos allowed.”
"I didn't take any pictures." Song Jiajia didn't feel embarrassed at all about being exposed and calmly put away her phone.
A scene was being filmed on the set. Lu Zhuo, played by Gu Yanshen, caught a spy. He pressed the man to the ground with his backhand. Several of his men rushed over. Lu Zhuo took out handcuffs from his waist, but before he could put handcuffs on the spy's wrists.
As soon as Lu Wenxing appeared, the staff on the set looked at him sideways, and a cameraman was stunned where he was.
"Hey, hey, hey! What's going on? You need to go over and take a side shot."
The director frowned and shouted through a megaphone, "Do it again."
"Yes, I'm sorry! Director Wang." The staff member said sorry, but except for him, many people's eyes were looking behind the director, and there were slight gasps around.
"What are you doing?" The director just finished speaking and turned around to meet Lu Wenxing. He was holding a megaphone in his hand and his mouth was open in an 'O' shape. If he hadn't known that Lu Wenxing was changing clothes inside, the director would not have recognized him so quickly.
He looked Lu Wenxing up and down, his whole body was slightly dazed, and he patted the assistant director next to him. "Is this the legendary cross-dressing boss?"
The assistant director blinked and took a while to come back to his senses. "Who can stand this?"
The director swallowed and said, "Awesome, really awesome."
Several artists on the set were far away from the monitor and did not notice the movement here. Several artists were ready, but after waiting for a long time, the director did not shout "start".
Gu Yanshen was still in a half-squatting position. The spy who was caught on the spot was lying on the ground with his hands held behind his back.
"Lu Wenxing is out."
A staff member who was close to the filming site pointed at the monitor. Several people looked over there and saw a circle of people gathered around, so they could not see anything.
The director had stopped filming, so why should Gu Yanshen still be dedicated? He dropped his handcuffs and went to the director. Several artists who were a little slower followed him immediately.
“I want to see it too!”
"Xingxing is so beautiful, so his women's clothes must be absolutely gorgeous."
Everyone on the set was heading out of the studio. As soon as Gu Yanshen walked over, the staff consciously made way for him.
"What kind of divine beauty is this."
"It can be a man or a woman, that's it."
"It seems like dolls, hats and gloves are really too sexy."
"Isn't it amazing? The teardrop mole is enough to make people imagine a lot. I have already imagined all kinds of things..."
"All kinds of what?"
Gu Yanshen's deep voice sounded, and Song Jiajia's words stopped abruptly, "Hahaha, nothing."
Hearing his voice, Lu Wenxing also looked up, and their eyes met. Gu Yan took a deep breath and held it.
He has seen many beautiful girls. No matter how glamorous or pure they dress, no matter what type they are, Gu Yanshen will never feel brightened.
I've seen it so many times that I feel a little aesthetically fatigued.
But the moment I saw Lu Wenxing, there was no aesthetic fatigue. Even my heartbeat quickened and my palms felt slightly warm.
He noticed the teardrop mole that Song Jiajia mentioned. Lu Wenxing stood there doing nothing, but just a glance from him was enough to make people feel itchy.
Lu Wenxing had already prepared himself mentally in the lounge. Since he had already gone out, was he still afraid of being seen?
He walked forward, took Gu Yanshen's arm, and smiled at him.
Zhou Yun is generous and bright, beautiful and self-aware, and is very good at using her advantages to arouse people's feelings, which is a common tactic used by actors.
Even though many people mocked Zhou Yun as an actor who was not worthy of being on stage, Zhou Yun often made fun of himself in this way, but in fact he never felt that he was humble, and his every move was full of confidence.
The director clapped his hands, unable to stop smiling. "I really did not choose the wrong person. He brought Zhou Yun to life with just one look."
"Thank you, Mr. Ai." The director happily shook hands with Ai Ou, "This costume is very nice."
Ai Ou smiled and said, "There is also a cheongsam costume. Do you want to take a look?"
Everyone present looked at Lu Wenxing, thinking that the little dress with stars was already the best, but there were also cheongsam stars. Who wouldn’t want to see that?
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 first, and then compare them with the cheongsam outfit and choose the best one."
The director, who originally preferred cheongsam, had already changed his mind after seeing Lu Wenxing's little dress, but since Aio said so, it would be okay to try another one.
It was just two comparison photos. The director didn't have any special requirements. He took one side profile and one front profile. Lu Wenxing went to change clothes. Her makeup didn't change, but her hairstyle did.
The collar of the cheongsam has a light gold collar button. In order to fit the identity of a dancer, a finger-long slanted collar is exposed at the lower right side of the collarbone. The black clothes make the skin look whiter. Song Jiajia chose a white plush shawl for Lu Wenxing to wear.
The ankle-length cheongsam was slit to the thigh. Lu Wenxing stepped over the threshold and walked out. As she walked, one could see her long white legs under the high slit. The cheongsam outlined her slender waist, and she wore a pearl necklace around her neck.
The eyes of the people present started from the ankles, then the long legs, then the waist, and finally stopped at Lu Wenxing's fair and flawless face. The bright red lipstick was the finishing touch.
There was a small patch of permed hair on both sides of her ears, and the hair at the back was tied up. Lu Wenxing raised her chin slightly, and her natural charm and arrogance made people unable to take their eyes away.
If the appearance just now was like a doll, the Lu Wenxing in front of him had the arrogance of playing on the dance floor and ignoring everyone, but it made people feel that he should be like this.
"Too lusty, absolutely."
"I can't take it anymore!!! I feel like I'm going to be bent if I look at it for one more second." A girl covered her chest, "Oh no, I'm a mess now. Am I straight or bent?"
"The look is so provocative!!"
Gu Yanshen stared at Lu Wenxing for a long time, "One more prop is missing."
"What?"
Everyone else turned to Gu Yanshen, who took a pipe from the props group and handed it to Lu Wenxing.
Lu Wenxing sat sideways on the rickshaw, crossing his legs, revealing his long white legs. He deliberately pulled the shawl down on his left shoulder, put the cigarette holder against his lips, and lowered his black eyelashes.
She looks otherworldly, but even her hair is seductive.
It is so beautiful that it makes people breathe more lightly unconsciously.
Without the director saying anything, the cameraman took several consecutive shots.
Song Jiajia opened her mouth and said, "When boys become coquettish, girls really have nothing to lose."
"Yan Shen, go over and take a picture with him."
Director Wang thought to himself, this would be perfect if it were made into a still.
Gu Yanshen put on his coat and walked over. At the cameraman's request, he put his arm around Lu Wenxing's waist.
In the camera, Gu Yanshen lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Wenxing. Lu Wenxing was holding his cigarette holder and didn't care at all about the extra people around him.
"Ah!! No, I want to scream."
The artist exaggeratedly wiped away the non-existent nosebleed.
"I really want to snatch someone! I burst into tears, the stars are so amazing."
"When the finale is released, it will be sweet. The actress has transformed herself into a warlord's wife, and she has nailed the role of the queen."
"I'm gone. I'm gone."
"Don't even mention boys. I, a girl, can't handle it."
"I can!!!"
"Sisters can do it, and so can younger sisters."
…
Without any hesitation, the director immediately chose the cheongsam outfit. After taking the photos, Gu Yanshen dismissed the others and pulled up Lu Wenxing's shawl to cover the fair skin exposed below the collarbone.
He pulled Lu Wenxing towards the locker room.
“Why are you walking so fast?” Lu Wenxing couldn’t walk fast in her high heels. Gu Yanshen paused, bent down and picked her up.
Lu Wenxing was startled. "What are you doing? This is a film crew."
"We've already made it public, no one would say anything even if I kissed you here."
"If the photos were circulated, they would be mistaken for filming. Do you think the review was too quick when filming started, and want to extend the time for post-production review?"
Gu Yanshen: "..."
After closing the door of the dressing room, Lu Wenxing blinked when she met Gu Yanshen's gaze. "We still have to film later."
"What do you think I'm going to do?" Gu Yanshen was both angry and amused, "I'm asking you to change your clothes."
"oh."
Lu Wenxing lowered his head and unbuttoned his cheongsam. His movements were slow, and because he was not so skilled, he looked a little erotic.
Gu Yan took a deep breath and felt hot, and he turned his head away.
"Hurry up."
Lu Wenxing was unhappy with Gu Yanshen for urging him, "If you're in a hurry, just get out. It's not my turn yet, and the director didn't urge me."
Gu Yanshen choked for a moment, turned around and decided not to watch such a stimulating scene.
After Lu Wenxing changed his clothes, Gu Yanshen stared at the makeup on his face for a long time and couldn't help but touch the teardrop mole drawn with eyeliner.
Lu Wenxing dodged back and said, "Get out of the way. I need to remove my makeup."
"I'll go later."
Gu Yanshen grabbed Lu Wenxing's wrist, pulled him into his arms, and without giving him time to react, he lowered his head and kissed him.
"I haven't taken off my lipstick yet."
Gu Yanshen kissed him lightly for a moment and then let him go, with a triumphant smile on his face.
“Chocolate.”
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