After leaving the hotel, Yan Zixiu took a car back home.

After arriving home, he changed his clothes first, and then sat in the bedroom and looked at his mobile phone for a long time.

About half an hour later, he donated 1.8 million in his account to a foundation for a dream-fulfilling plan for poor children.

Those who practice Taoism must keep one-tenth of the money they get from the mysterious arts. This is what his master taught him since he was a child.

One-tenth is used to fill the stomach, and the remaining ninety percent should be used to help the elderly, the weak, women, children, the disabled, the sick, and the widows.

Only in this way can we uphold the right path, keep our original intentions, and be worthy of the great justice of heaven and earth.

Because of this, their Taoist temple is notoriously poor. It is like three years of new and three years of old, and three years of patching up.

After donating the money, Yan Zixiu transferred another 51,000 yuan for buying pants and clothes to Jing Shaoci.

After putting down his phone, he rubbed his chest distressed.

Fortunately, he was not the original owner, otherwise he would not be able to save money in his life if he married a spendthrift like Jing Shaoci.

As he was thinking this, suddenly a golden light appeared on the screen of his phone, as bright and brilliant as the starry sky reflected on the sea at night.

Whenever he did good things, he would gain the golden light of morality. Seeing

this, Yan Zixiu immediately sat cross-legged and embraced the Yuan and the One.

Early the next morning, Li Fengzhi came.

"Ji Kelin's company wants you to shoot a new angle, and then release the new song."

Yan Zixiu put the water cup in front of him, "New angle?"

"You played the image of a loving little wolf dog in the MV, and now they want you to shoot a sickly little milk dog, which is also a kind of publicity for you."

Today it's this dog, tomorrow it's that dog, just can't be a good person.

Yan Zixiu was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay."

After the two of them left, Li Fengzhi drove him to the styling studio first.

"Although your current blond hair style looks good, it seems too ostentatious for the role. How about dyeing it blue-gray?"

Yan Zixiu turned around and said, "I want black hair."

Although he understood that this was a job requirement, he still felt that it was too weird to have colorful hair on his head all day long.

At this time, the stylist at the side said: "There is an age difference between you and Queen Ji. If you dye your hair black, you will look too young."

After all, the other party is a professional, so Yan Zixiu finally had to agree.

He faded his hair and then dyed it. In order to achieve the best effect, he sat for more than five hours.

With blue-gray hair, Yan Zixiu's facial features and outlines became more delicate.

Especially those lacquer eyes, under the light, they seemed to be shimmering with broken stars, with a natural sense of alienation.

While he was working, Li Fengzhi quickly found a room and asked him to record the IDs accumulated during this period.

Recording IDs is actually to promote short videos, such as [Warmly congratulate XX website on its anniversary] [Be sure to lock XX channel and watch XX on time] and other blessing messages.

Yan Zixiu recorded more than ten scenes in a row before he finished.

On the way back, Li Fengzhi drove and asked, "Zixiu, do you have any idea of ​​filming a movie now?"

Recently, because of the divorce, President Xie specifically asked him to give Yan Zixiu a long vacation, but now he thinks that he is not only in good condition, but also has improved acting skills.

Yan Zixiu wanted to cooperate, but he hasn't found the ghost who can act.

Although the male PR is good in emotional scenes, he is not good at other things.

"Agent Li, I want to think about it again."

Li Fengzhi nodded, "Okay, you go back today and take a good look at the storyboard script, and I will pick you up at seven o'clock tomorrow."

"Okay."

After Yan Zixiu got off the car at the gate of the community, he went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables, and then went home to cook a meal for himself.

One thing about this dynasty that suits his taste is that these household appliances are both convenient and practical.

After casually frying two dishes, the rice was also steamed.

Just as he opened the lid of the rice cooker, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, Mr. Jing."

Because of the money for buying clothes yesterday and the unpaid meal expenses from the other party last time, Yan Zixiu really didn't want to see Jing Shaoci again in the short term.

"My parents will return to City B at 4 pm tomorrow afternoon."

The other party said this without any context. Yan Zixiu thought about it and said hesitantly: "Congratulations?"

Jing Shaoci was silent for a few seconds, then said in a flat voice: "I will send a driver to pick you up at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"But I have work tomorrow." What's more, he didn't want to see this short-lived guy at all.

"Rejected."

Yan Zixiu refused decisively, "No."

Jing Shaoci on the other end of the phone looked slightly unhappy and said a number in a cold voice, "Five hundred thousand."

Yan Zixiu was stunned at first, then took a deep breath, "I have already agreed to Li Jingji."

Beep - the call ended.

Yan Zixiu glanced at the screen, then put down his hand in frustration.

Until he sat down to eat, his ears kept echoing: Five hundred thousand... Five hundred thousand...

After eating and washing the dishes, he called the male PR out.

"I didn't have time to ask your name last time."

The male PR sat down properly, "My Lord, my name is Jinqi."

Yan Zixiu nodded, and then handed over the storyboard script in his hand, "I will trouble you again tomorrow. After this time, I will perform a ritual for you to transcend."

Unexpectedly, Jinqi heard this and replied with a trembling voice: "My Lord, I don't want to leave yet."

Yan Zixiu frowned slightly, "If you don't enter the reincarnation again, I'm afraid you will become a lonely ghost."

Jinqi looked at him with red eyes, "I, I want to see someone."

****

Just after eight o'clock the next morning, Yan Zixiu arrived at the shooting location.

This time he was not acting opposite Ji Kelin, but shooting from the first perspective.

Every look and movement is directed directly at the camera, so that the audience will feel that they are standing in front of Yan Zixiu when watching.

In the first scene, Yan Zixiu first walked in front alone, and then at the moment the elevator opened, he pulled the photographer in, and then leaned against the wall.

He took off his round-frame glasses, then raised his wet eyes and said: "From now on, I will only look at you."

"Don't smile at others, okay?"

After getting out of the elevator, Yan Zixiu took the "heroine" home.

The heroine walked to the table to put something down, but he picked her up and put her on the table.

Yan Zixiu wanted to kiss her directly, but the camera tilted, which meant that the "heroine" refused.

A barely perceptible sinister flashed across his eyes, and then he immediately rested his forehead on the other's shoulder.

"Do you think I'm too clingy to you?" His tone was full of grievance, and he said sullenly: "But I just love you too much."

"I can change anything you don't like."

"I can do anything for you, just please don't ignore me."

Li Fengzhi was originally concentrating on staring at the surveillance camera, and suddenly felt someone standing next to him.

He subconsciously turned his head and glanced, and the whole person was stunned.

"Jing, Mr. Jing?"