Chapter 149 A turbulent corner
Finally, Ge Zhengyuan asked Xiao Yang to say "no more filming", which was like a daydream that Cai Yuzhen had due to fatigue. She woke up in an instant and no trace of it could be found.
Looking at Ge Zhengyuan holding clothes in the dressing room and excitedly telling the makeup artist about his ideas, Ding Ling had a feeling that it was as she expected.
Is there anyone in this world who can refuse Lu Yao?
Having been with Lu Yao for nearly a year, she has a lot to say.
If she had not been unable to refuse Lu Yao, would she have ended up in this situation?
The dressing room was bustling with activity. Seeing that Ge Zhengyuan was in good working condition - although he was a little strangely excited, but it was harmless - Cai Yuzhen left to take care of other things. As the person in charge of finalizing the Fifth Quadrant of Love group to endorse the product, Cai Yuzhen was under tremendous pressure, otherwise she would not have come to the advertising shooting site in person to supervise the work and asked her good friend Ge Zhengyuan for help three times.
"I'm leaving first. If you have any questions, please tell me first." Before leaving, Cai Yuzhen whispered something in Ge Zhengyuan's ear with concern.
Ge Zhengyuan didn't even turn his head, his mind was full of his angel - Lu Yao who was sitting on the chair waiting to be made up.
"Oh my God! How could you give him such yellow foundation!"
The makeup artist had just squeezed liquid foundation onto the palette when she heard Ge Zhengyuan's loud exclamation. She wanted to roll her eyes, but as a working person, she knew she couldn't disobey these mentally ill leaders in person. So she took a deep breath and smiled, "Director Ge, we still need to adjust the color. This isn't the final color."
Ge Zhengyuan refused to listen.
"The final makeup must highlight his flawless skin. It must not be heavy, but natural and clear, perfectly showcasing his angelic nature! And his eyes! Don't add anything extra to his eyes; they must be kept in their original state, understand?"
The makeup artist nodded repeatedly.
I understand, she understands that it’s best not to wear any makeup.
Although Ge Zhengyuan is always picky, today the makeup artist rarely agreed with Ge Zhengyuan.
The face in front of him was indeed as perfect as a phantom, making people unconsciously slow down their movements, fearing that if they exerted too much force, he would disappear from this world.
Looking at Lu Yao sitting quietly in the chair and having his makeup done, Ge Zhengyuan was completely excited. He felt that inspirations were popping up in his mind one by one.
He started out doing humanistic photography and won many awards, so why did he suddenly switch to commercial photography?
Although both have the word "photography" in their names, literary and artistic humanistic photography and commercial portrait photography are two completely different paths.
One is the photographer's own expression of art, the other is a puppet who completely obeys the client.
Ge Zhengyuan hated himself for compromising with the client time and time again. He hated anyone who interfered with his work, but he had no choice. His say was not enough for him to say no to all requests.
Switching to commercial photography was so painful, but what was even more painful was Ge Zhengyuan’s increasingly barren world of inspiration.
He could no longer produce work that satisfied him.
But, his angel! This Lu Yao!
He clearly has the softest facial features and the most harmless face, but he has eyes that look down on everything.
Although he was looking at everyone, Ge Zhengyuan knew that the other person's world would never stop for anyone.
He has a complete self and only knows how to be himself.
He possesses something that Ge Zhengyuan has long forgotten but has always been pursuing.
Ge Zhengyuan's eyes became hot and tears flowed out.
Ding Ling was shocked.
What the hell is going on?
"Are you okay?" Ding Ling asked cautiously.
"I... uh... just... uh... a little excited."
Ge Zhengyuan spoke each word clearly, and it was obvious that he was very excited.
Looking at Ge Zhengyuan crying with tears and snot, Ding Ling was completely stunned.
If someone could take a picture of her now, they would find that her expression is extremely similar to a well-known emoticon.
[Old man on the subway looking at his phone.jpg]
Xiao Yang's arrival saved the awkward atmosphere in the dressing room. The makeup artists might have long been accustomed to Ge Zhengyuan's nerves as an "artist" who was so-called "sensitive and fragile" but actually "neurotic". After Ge Zhengyuan left, they still concentrated on putting on makeup without any ripples. However, the inexperienced members had never seen such an amazing human being. As soon as Ge Zhengyuan left, they opened their eyes and communicated with each other through the mirror.
Bai You and Qiu Yuge did not hear what Ge Zhengyuan said before. They only saw the other party's excitement and enthusiasm after seeing Lu Yao. Although it seemed exaggerated, when they thought about it carefully, since it was directed at Lu Yao, this exaggeration seemed understandable.
But Zhu Xiangming, Cang Zizhen and Yin Hongxue had more complicated feelings.
They faced Ge Zhengyuan's disdain and contempt for them. After Ge Zhengyuan said those excessive words, Zhu Xiangming couldn't help but imagine what Lu Yao would say and do if he was present.
No matter what the other party does, they will definitely not be as silent and helpless as they are.
He is always so brave.
But at this moment, the undisguised malice and disdain half an hour ago have been covered with a layer of snow-white icing, turning into a sweet smile, exuding an alluring fragrance.
A tacit understanding made everyone ignore everything that had just happened.
Lu Yao, the person who interrupted the conflict in a strange way, seemed to be on the sidelines, facing everything that happened unexpectedly with a kind of indifference that the members were particularly familiar with and the arrogance in Ge Zhengyuan's heart, and he faced it calmly.
The commercial shoot was successfully completed.
Before leaving, Ge Zhengyuan enthusiastically added everyone's contact information, including Ding Ling.
Although Ding Ling felt that Ge Zhengyuan made these dumplings specifically for a bag of vinegar.
And she has evidence.
Just look at how cautious Ge Zhengyuan and Lu Yao were when exchanging contact information, and their excitement that was hard to conceal after successfully getting the contact information.
But facing the face that Ge Zhengyuan presented to her, Ding Ling couldn't bring herself to slap him.
So we happily exchanged contact information.
Wu Hongyuan saw it and quickly came over to show his QR code. Ge Zhengyuan was stunned, then stared at Wu Hongyuan for a long time before he uttered, "Who are you?"
This time it was Wu Hongyuan who was stunned.
But Wu Hongyuan has always been able to bend and stretch. He took out his business card again, a smile on his face, and introduced himself: "I am the agent of the Fifth Quadrant, Wu Hongyuan."
"Oh! It's you!" Ge Zhengyuan suddenly realized.
Wu Hongyuan smiled and waved his phone again to signal.
As a result, Ge Zhengyuan waved his hand and said something so that even Wu Hongyuan couldn't control his expression.
"Haven't I already added my agent? I don't want to add so many people. If you have any questions in the future, just let Lingling contact me."
Lingling?
Ding Ling was disheveled in the wind.
When did their relationship become good enough for Ge Zhengyuan to call her Lingling?
Are you sick?
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There is no impenetrable wall in the world. As soon as the people from the Fifth Regiment returned to the company, the news of the advertisement shooting spread rapidly on the Internet. Even the conflict in the morning was described vividly, but the beginning and the end were cut off, so it was unclear who the protagonist was.
When Ding Ling saw this news online, she could only sigh and be thankful that she and her fellow members were cautious enough in what they said and did. In the entertainment industry, where all kinds of people mix, no one knows whether a staff member passing by is really just a staff member.
They may be fans, or they may be bribed by some fans, or they may just be paparazzi hiding their identities... In short, any words or actions of the artists or their accompanying staff may be captured by them, and then they can tell stories based on the pictures and radiate countless things.
If it were in the past, faced with this situation, Ding Ling might have added fuel to the fire and stirred up the heat, but now... Glancing at Xin Yi who was sitting in the passenger seat, Ding Ling didn't really want to talk.
This new assistant is really dedicated to his job. He stayed by their side all day, never leaving their side.
Every time Ding Ling turned around, she would meet her silent gaze.
Very creepy.
When she arrived at the company, Ding Ling hesitated for a long time, but finally mustered up the courage to call Lu Yao.
"can we talk?"
Although there might not be anything to talk about, Ding Ling felt that there were some things she had to ask.
Lu Yao readily agreed.
But Ding Ling was not surprised to find that Xin Yi had also followed.
"Can we talk alone?" Ding Ling still wanted to struggle.
Xin Yi shook her head: "No."
Ding Ling: "..."
Oh well.
So she sat down in the office again, looking at Lu Yao sitting across the sofa, Ding Ling was in a trance.
The scenes of her conversations with Lu Yao in the office over the past year flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope.
She hadn't slept all night yesterday, and she had thought carefully about every detail of her acquaintance with Lu Yao over the past year.
From the obvious immaturity of Lu Yao when she first met him, to the determination when Lu Yao looked at her backstage at the family concert and said "we want to form a group", to last night, in that solemn and dignified conference room, Lu Yao was like a stranger.
A long-lost question appeared in Ding Ling's mind again.
Why did Lu Yao become a trainee? Why did he want to form a group?
Is it for yourself?
Or is it a mission?
Ding Ling had never asked this question before because she thought the answer was obvious.
It’s so great to be a trainee. You can earn money, be loved by fans, and learn professional skills for free. Even if you can’t form a group, you will have accumulated enough popularity and abilities to have more opportunities after entering society.
If we can form a group, that would be even better. After all, being a star is a recognized good career.
In addition to these practical reasons, being an artist, especially being an artist in an idol boy group, has another very attractive point.
That is the boiling and sincere love of countless girls.
There is no profession that can have more love than being an idol.
These are all the reasons why the young people persist and are eager to form a group.
So why did Lu Yao come here and persist until now?
Ding Ling opened and closed her lips as she asked this question for the first time.
"Why do you want to be an idol?"
Ding Ling thought that Lu Yao would listen to her calmly and answer her questions as he did before.
As a result, this time, Lu Yao raised his eyes unexpectedly.
The moment their eyes met, Ding Ling once again felt as if she was seen through.
Lu Yao’s eyes always look like this. On this face that still has a hint of childishness, there are a pair of eyes that are far beyond his age.
It is not maturity, nor indifference, but a kind of indifference as broad and calm as the sea.
But it also seemed as if there were endless waves hidden, boiling beneath the calm sea surface.
It can accommodate everything, yet it can also make people feel daunted.
At this moment, Ding Ling saw a corner of the sea surging beneath the calm surface.
“Because I want to be on stage.”
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