Chapter 100 (Beginning of the World+skip)

。 The deputy shrugged helplessly, with a hint of contempt in his eyes. Izawa patted Akano and signaled that he didn't need to say more, turned his head and smiled at his deputy: "I'm fine, I can start at any time, let's go over there to prepare first." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the deputy to respond, turned around and walked to a short distance and sat down, waiting for the makeup artist to put on makeup.

The deputy looked at Izawa in slight surprise, then came back to his senses after a few seconds, shook his head and walked away. The other players who saw this scene in their eyes thought it was incredible, you must know that Izawa hadn't spoken since everyone met, and even if he was secretly calculated, he didn't say anything. What's going on now, did you just break the trick and prepare to fight back in one fell swoop?

Everyone looked at Ize in different ways, but none of them stepped forward to say hello.

A makeup artist with a bow on his head pouted and blushed at Izawa's face, saying, "Why are you so pale, those guys are really, doing so much." You should be tougher. Always endure when you can get out of the way, it's better to fight with them, maybe there is hope. When you cooperate with the Tsuruga Lotus actor for a while, you must relax. After finishing the puff, the makeup artist trimmed it back and forth, and sighed, "What a nice face, it's exactly like my imaginary brother, you have to fight for it." ”

I'm not used to the feeling of powder on my face, so Izawa twitched the corner of his mouth, "Aren't you shooting for a while?

"That's right, you may have figured out what scene you want, after all, the background boards for a while are all diverse, and if you can impress the audience, you may be able to get more votes. The makeup artist screwed the lid, glanced at Izawa, and said hatefully: "You are too casual, you can go to school if you give you a school bag, and you can't find a bright spot at all." ”

Looking at the players sitting or standing in the hall, the ones in formal clothes wearing punk and the tasseled sequins stage costumes...... Izawa curled the corners of his eyes very unkindly, didn't he know that this brother of his hated people who had empty appearances the most? Speaking of Tsuruga Ren, Izawa turned his head to look over, the white shirt, khaki suit pants, and the Koichi and Qiē next to him were all the same as before. Because you miss yourself so much, do you buy your work to make a movie?

Sure enough, it's what my brother would do.

According to the serial number to determine the order of appearance, there are two more people in front of Izawa.

Contestant No. 5 was the one in the formal suit, who humbly walked up to Tsuruga and bowed, then said what he thought. The director directed the gaffers and the film crew to stand by, and Tsuruga nodded after listening to it, and didn't say much to walk with him to scene 5 and stand.

It only took about ten minutes until Tsuruga Ren called a stop, and the shooting was finished. Player No. 5 was a little unsatisfied, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only walk down slowly.

Then came the player No. 6, which also took only about ten minutes, and was stopped by Tsuruga Ren.

The styling notes taken by the producer Tongguò and Tsuruga Ren jointly selected 3 groups and sent them to the station, and the audience voted on. The top three with the highest cumulative number of votes will advance, while the last few will enter the pending or even be eliminated directly. Therefore, everyone attaches great importance to each shooting event, and the more they end up, the higher the chance that they will be famous.

"Number 7!"

Izawa was the last one, and at this time, everyone gathered in the living room to wait for the end of the shooting to make a unified arrangement, and everyone was idle and bored, so naturally they all focused on Izawa.

The director looked at Ize's dress and frowned slightly. He knew that only No. 7 was the most unsociable in the program group, and he had no expectations for him in his heart. He waved his hand and said lightly, "Choose a background to stand." ”

After roughly understanding how unpopular the original owner was in the program team, Izawa smiled indifferently, as if he didn't see the director's perfunctory, and asked, "Do you have an art bag?"