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The female makeup artist who accompanied Bo Jinchen over on the side was secretly surprised, she didn't expect that this newcomer, who had recently turned public opinion upside down, was so familiar with Luo Bing, the queen of idol dramas. Although she is a makeup artist at Tang's Media, in fact, she is only responsible for explaining the makeup classes of the company's undebuted newcomers on weekdays, as well as helping the company when it holds large-scale events.

The real big-name stars have their own work teams, from agents to exclusive accountants to team lawyers, business assistants, makeup artists, life assistants, drivers, and bodyguards. The front one doesn't retreat, and the one in the back can't go up at all, although she works in a media company, it's not much different from the one who gets a dead salary.

For an actor of Luo Bing's level, it was the first time she had seen it with her own eyes, but she didn't expect that Luo Bing, who was a nine-star actor, was so kind that she didn't have any shelf.

In the clothing room of more than 100 square meters, there are only six people in total, Luo Bing, Bo Jinchen, and the agents and makeup artists brought by both parties.

Under the greetings between Bo Jinchen and Luo Bing, the other four fell into a strange atmosphere, like they had nothing to do, and they seemed to be embarrassed to be in the same room. After all, everyone is not a person of the same level, Yan Mo has a good personal relationship with Li Lingyan, however, since he received a phone call on the way here, the whole person has fallen into a state of anxiety and depression, his eyebrows are locked, and he no longer sees the joy of the morning.

Bo Jinchen had the heart to ask, but Yan Mo didn't want to say much, only said that it was a private matter, so he didn't have to pay attention to it.

Personal?

Hearing these two words, Bo Jinchen had a guess almost instantly, there were not many private things that could make Yan Mo's emotions leak, most of them were related to his family and the woman who had become his sister-in-law, and immediately, Bo Jinchen didn't ask any more.

"Bo Jinchen, you are two hours ahead of the appointment time. ”

A pair of blue canvas shoes stepped into the clothing room, and the visitor glanced at the people in the room with a faint expression, and said in an indifferent tone.

At this time, they were able to enter the clothing room, and the person who said this sentence was obviously the designer who matched the costumes for them this time.

Hearing the sound, Bo Jinchen, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up, the other party was a red line keyhole plain light blue linen stand-up collar shirt on the upper body, and the lower body was a washed blue little foot jeans with frayed cat whiskers. It's just that, considering the current season, Bo Jinchen is a little curious, how will he dress up when he leaves the heated room?

The height of the person who came was not obvious, about 1.73 meters, his face was clear, and he was not good-looking, but the natural emaciation and his dress set off each other, but it set off a few different cold temperaments in addition to being clean, which was related to his indifferent expression when he spoke, but it was a rare image among men, like celadon, which was very different from the fashion masters that Bo Jinchen came into contact with in his previous life.

"Well, a trip was cancelled at short notice. ”

Bo Jinchen responded with a smile.

"Well, then you wait on the side. ”

The tone of the other party was as indifferent as before, which was completely different from those fashion masters who praised Bo Jinchen for his super good figure and face like a gift from God before the crossing. Could it be that with a different identity, his figure and face are not worth mentioning?

secretly laughed at himself in his heart, and Bo Jinchen did not make any statement on his face about the other party's indifference.

Of course, the answer will not be because he has changed his identity, but it just proves that this person is more indifferent and alienated than he revealed, and he doesn't even have the slightest enthusiasm for professionalism, Bo Jinchen really doubts whether this person is in the fashion circle.

"Zhou Xuan, you are getting thinner and thinner, I told you on the phone last time, you are not a monk, you can't always be a vegetarian!"

Different from his indifference to Bo Jinchen, hearing Luo Bing's words, the corners of Zhou Xuan's mouth twitched, and his expression changed slightly, which was very obvious on his somewhat stiff face, like a naughty child who caught insects and scared his peers at the same table but was caught red-handed by the teacher.

"Get used to it. ”

Zhou Xuan's expression was slightly embarrassed, and then he said:

"Come over first and talk to me about your thoughts this time. ”

"Hmm. ”

With a slight bow, Luo Bing and Zhou Xuan entered the compartment next to them separated by a glass wall. Through the glass, Zhou Xuan could also be seen taking out a stack of design drafts from the bookshelf in the compartment and putting them on the table, discussing something with Luo Bing.

Wait, Zhou Xuan?

Bo Jinchen, who was bored, was casually looking at the rows of clothes hangers five meters away, and suddenly, something seemed to flash in his mind. How does this name feel so familiar? Do you seem to have seen it somewhere?

Looking at Yan Mo, who was silent on the side, Bo Jinchen coughed lightly twice, silently making Zhou Xuan's mouth shape, fortunately, the tacit understanding between the two of them in the past three months was not in vain, Yan Mo immediately realized Bo Jinchen's doubts, took out the virtual screen tablet from his portable briefcase, and handed it over after tapping it a few times.

"I'm sorry, I should have told you on the way here, but I forgot. ”

Yan Mo said apologetically with an apologetic look in his eyes.

"It's fine. ”

Sure enough, this person should have appeared in the materials he had looked through. After all, he has just crossed over, but he has memorized a bunch of personnel and works in the entertainment industry. However, if it was really from that pile of information, he should be impressed, how could he not remember it?

The index finger rubbed his chin, and Bo Jinchen looked down at the information on the virtual screen.

Zhou Xuan, a young director genius fifteen years ago, was regarded as a godsend by all the predecessors of the traditional film industry, and believed that he could open a new chapter in the era of traditional films, and studied under Sun Wang, the first traditional film director of the Han Dynasty.

Unfortunately, the times are like a torrent, it sweeps away the past glory, and the world changes, and it does not change with personal will.

Ten years ago, the rise of subliminal movies quickly swept the world, and this former God-given pride became a yellow flower of yesterday and was abandoned by the times. In addition to Sun Wang, he also held high the banner of traditional films and shouted hoarsely, people in the traditional film industry in the past either threw themselves into the arms of emerging subconscious films, or found another job.

For example, won't this year's Golden Mirror Awards completely cancel the award for Best Traditional Film?

It is common sense that the new rise of one era is also doomed to the end of another. Although Sun Wang has been alone with tens of millions of people, it is admirable to resist the torrent of the times with the strength of one person, but he also has to sigh for his stubbornness!

Zhou Xuan is the biggest tragedy created by Sun Wang.

With Zhou Xuan's talent, in fact, he can completely avoid the shackles of traditional film shooting techniques and use the emerging subconscious movies to create masterpieces. However, Sun Wang made it clear to several apprentices he taught: Unless he dies, or cuts off the kindness of master and apprentice, otherwise, as long as he is alive, his Sun Wang's apprentices will not be able to contact subconscious movies!