The new one has not passed, Su Meng, who has been standing next to him and has not spoken, came over and bowed his head and said a few words to the director, the director kept nodding, and then came over and said to Song Qingzhi to change the material to shoot. told him in detail about the new ideas, and Song Qingzhi agreed after listening to it. Suddenly the lights in the studio went out, it was pitch black, and then the lights came on, and the lights all converged on the raised arms, and then the skeletal, flawless side face, and the sexy Adam's apple, his eyes closed, his long eyelashes, and the shadow on the wall behind him was like a whirlpool, and he would fall into it at a glance.

  Several lipsticks have been painted on the arms and sides of the face. Finally, it ended with Song Qing holding a handsome dance handstand. No female models, no borrowed kisses, one pass!

  After the director shouted the card, the assistant handed over the towel and water, and when he walked in, he found that Song Qingzhi's forehead was full of sweat, the assistant knew that the sudden black light just now made him nervous, and looked up at Su Meng's position, he left, Song Qingzhi was suddenly a little depressed, changed his clothes and went out of the studio.

  At 3:45 p.m., the agent told Song Qingzhi that the drama he was talking about had been decided, and it would start shooting in 1 month, and the director would ask all the actors to go through the motions in advance a few days later.

  He didn't take the initiative to take photos of Su Meng today, he knew that the new shooting idea was proposed by Su Meng, and he was also at the scene, at 8:16 pm, Song Qingzhi received Su Meng's message, "I took a good shot today, I worked hard!"

  Song Qingzhi looked at the content on WeChat, a smile pulled out of the corner of his mouth, and 3 minutes later, Su Meng's hand rang, "I didn't expect Mr. Su to be half a director"

  Sue: It's not half a director, but I know what suits you

  Song: Really?

  Sue: Isn't it?

  A silent, yet evenly matched confrontation unfolded invisibly between the two people. Su Meng sat in the car, the co-pilot put a cake, raised his eyes to look at the house with lights on in the distance, and smiled helplessly, he didn't deliberately avoid Song Qingzhi these days, he was really busy, and receiving his information every day seemed to be a reward after a busy day. He didn't want to admit it, he didn't want to admit that this 22-year-old boy walked into his heart silently. Maybe he had already lost when he rushed into the clubhouse without having time to think that day.

  10 minutes later, Song Qing's mobile phone rang again, and there was only one line of words.

  "Song Qingzhi, happy birthday!"

  15 minutes later, Su Meng's circle of friends appeared for the first time with a four-word circle of friends, happy birthday. I didn't say it to anyone, but like the lights that suddenly lit up for today's shooting, it illuminated Song Qingzhi's heart.

  The next day, Song Qingzhi appeared on time at the Hongsu filming site, changed his clothes and did a good job of styling, today is a video of a liquid foundation, the director asked Song Qingzhi to rub the liquid foundation on his face, and then artificial rain, shot a few times, and finally passed, Song Qingzhi walked to the camera and looked at the director and called the director to hope for another one, shoot according to his own settings, and then compare to see which one is more suitable.

  Changed into a simple white T-shirt, black slacks, grabbed his hair twice with his hands at will, in front of him was a prepared large container, which was already filled with water, and when he got the instruction to start, I saw Song Qingzhi put his head into the container containing water, and waited for the water to cover his face, and then raised his head, and the camera zoomed in to shoot a series of movements after Song Qingzhi came out of the water.

  The boy's hair is a little long, after just now, now the hair is completely wet and hangs down to cover his eyes, adding a sense of melancholy, but from the side, he can still see the perfect facial features, his brows are slightly wrinkled, his eyes are blurred, the water stains on his face are not dry, and occasionally a few drops of water will slide down from both sides of his sideburns.

  Everyone in the audience sighed, and then thunderous applause.

  After the shooting, he went to another venue in the afternoon to shoot magazine covers, suits, and bow ties, and he became a domineering president again.

  At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, he finished his day's work, and after returning home, Song Qingzhi sent the results of today's two sets of shooting to Su Meng, without a word.

  Su Meng didn't reply to the message. The next half a month is still busy, every day to send him a photo, Su Meng will reply well, there is no extra word. So far, their relationship has only been built on a piece of paper. The man who was holding the cat that afternoon seemed to be his own hallucination.

  Sometimes I want to ask if I will come to the venue tomorrow, edit and delete, and in the end I still didn't send it out, look at his circle of friends only about 10, the group's annual meeting, the back of the seaside, the cat called the nut, and the cartoon picture of the avatar. Gradually, I didn't look forward to whether Su Meng could appear in the studio.

  Seeing Su Meng again was more than 20 days later, when he suddenly appeared in the studio, and Song Qingzhi was shooting a promotional video of lipstick.

  Song Qingzhi didn't take two steps out of Su Meng's house, he saw his car, the agent saw him coming, hurriedly drove over, sat in the car and asked Song Qingzhi what the situation was today, Song Qingzhi replied that he didn't answer what he asked, and he didn't answer the surname Gou at work in the future, and then asked Hongsu about the specific endorsement. The agent sent Song Qingzhi to the door and left, asking him to rest today and make a notice tomorrow.

  After taking a shower, he re-entered the bathroom in his home clothes, cleaned up his outfit for today, and threw it all into the trash without hesitation.

  Turn on the computer and search for Hongsu Group, Su Meng, and the last spokesperson. also found some others, such as Mr. Su's love affair, Mr. Su's drunkenness, the shopping mall is not as good as the entertainment industry, and some bigwig-level gossip did not cause much turmoil, and ordinary people know that it is a longed-for and unattainable character.

  Turn off the computer and make yourself a cup of coffee. Put on headphones, close your eyes, immerse yourself in the music, thinking back to today, there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, maybe he didn't tell Su Meng that he was a proud student of Sanda Coach, and he didn't tell him that if he hadn't come in, he would have come out of that place a long time ago, and many people have "taught" him how to protect himself over the years. Song Qingzhi is still the same Song Qingzhi, and he has been being himself.

  The agent sent a WeChat message to tell him that Hongsu had already posted a document to publicize the cooperation, and also told him that at 10:30 a.m. tomorrow, he would start shooting advertisements. This news only lasted 5 minutes, and it became the first topic on the list, and fans can't wait to buy the endorsed products. Song Qingzhi's way of expressing love is always restrained, even if he is obviously moved to the point that he can't do it, his face is still light and light. What I say is, thank you, you must live your life well, thank you. I'll keep trying...... Only hard work can keep those who like themselves from being disappointed.

  Maybe there are too many things in a day, Song Qingzhi fell asleep unconsciously leaning on the sofa, and the moment when Su Meng was holding the cat appeared in his dream, it was 8:15 p.m. when he woke up again.

  There was a text message on the phone, it was the person who appeared in the dream, "I won't be on the scene for tomorrow morning's shooting, there will be a meeting"

  It was 2 hours ago when I sent a text message, and Song Qingzhi replied. I found that the text message chat was quite abnormal, and I sent a message to the past, does Mr. Su have WeChat, mine is my mobile phone number. After waiting for a few minutes and not seeing a reply, maybe he was busy, he threw away his phone and turned to the small gym in the house.