40 model blue

One after another, someone has come out, and both makeup artists have been occupied. But the first person was almost gone, and the people waiting behind him were already happy.

The rest of the people are starting to make themselves, those bottles and cans, brushes and face brushes, girls can't tell the difference, let alone men.

Blueshirt didn't have that to worry about, because the makeup artist had already put the finishing touches on him. I just glanced at myself in the mirror, and I still had the feeling I wanted.

There was no one waiting behind him, but the people who were sitting and watching saw that the blue shirt was ready, and they were ready to wait for the next position.

"Thank you." The blue shirt smiled at the makeup artist.

"No thanks, no thanks." Everyone is happy to see their work, and this makeup artist is no exception. The blue shirt looks very good, there will not be much difficulty in applying makeup, and no concealer can be used at all, as long as his style changes from a youthful and energetic big boy to a professional elite.

The blue shirt was very satisfied, his angular outline looked clearer, and I don't know why there was a little bit of Mr. Dou's side face. This is the so-called husband and wife phase? Hey, hey, hey......

"Why are you stunned?" The makeup artist slapped him on the face, "You're in the way of the next person." ”

The blue shirt hurriedly got up and walked to the shooting place.

The first person has arrived. The cameraman was filming him, and there were two idle cameramen, and they were all dazzled when they saw the blue shirts.

"Now there's a backdrop, and we're responsible for different backgrounds, you can choose."

On one side is a semi-real office, and on the other side is a backdrop of a night view of the city.

The blue shirt decisively chose the office, if nothing else, that office is a bit similar to Mr. Dou's office.

"Okay, here's your prop." Hand over the phone, the back cover is silver-gray, black full-screen. Now it seems to be all phones that look like this.

The blue shirt thought about it and asked the cameraman if the phone could be turned on?

Because it's all genuine, there's nothing in it. It's hard to make a good film with something that can be held with one hand, let alone a background with such a complex background.

Looking left and right in the blue shirt, a person has three hard photo opportunities. You can't waste it.

I chose an office chair, and the blue shirt relaxed and sat on it, holding the phone in one hand, staring intently at the screen, and the screen was still on. In his right hand, he held a pen and dotted it, obviously wanting to write but not having the desire/desire to write.

The cameraman hurriedly chose the right angle, and it was a great feeling! Much better than the last group of students.

In the second shot, he chose to stand in front of a backdrop of a large floor-to-ceiling window. The background was originally a piece of paper, and he stood there, and the cameraman looked through the lens, and he could see a real feeling of standing next to the window.

The phone was next to his ear, and one of his hands was scratching against the background wall. There was a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of lovesickness. It was as if he was going to make a phone call to tell the person on the other side how much he missed him.

The last ......

Walking to the wine cabinet, he remembered that there was a bottle of red wine in it...... Look at the sign is in English, a bit tall, for a while I can't tell if I want to use it.

The cameraman leaned over and said, "The boss said that the props here can be used." ”

That's good, the blue shirt has bright eyes.

Then find the corkscrew and unscrew the bottle.

Unexpectedly, the blue shirt unbuttoned his suit jacket and lifted the bottle from the head, only to stop after about half a bottle.

By this time he was wet, and there was still red wine dripping from his hair. His white shirt, half dyed red, clung to his skin, and then he took off his suit and sat down on his desk, one leg still bent on the desk. The contrast between the silver-gray phone and his half-red, half-white shirt was stark.

One hand pulled his hair back, and he didn't care about the liquor flowing on his hand.

The blue shirt looked at the camera and smiled, a little ruffian but with that kind of elegance that makes people surrender, obviously a wild shape, but like a noble son.

The phone was grabbed in his hand, one corner of which was propped up on his knees, and the other corner was pressed against his fingertips.

Half a bottle of red wine is set aside.

Click.

The shutter sounded.

The haughty nobleman jumped off the table and politely thanked the cameraman.

This man...... It's a quick change of role. The videographer lamented that they were given the task of taking pictures at any time, but there were only three opportunities to tell the students.

But isn't that student a little floating when he walks? Looking at the half bottle of red wine again, he shook his head, red wine has a lot of stamina, but the other party didn't drink it, so it should be fine......

Right?

The blue shirt knew he was going to suffer when he smelled of alcohol.

But hard photos need to be taken.

After the shooting, he went to change his clothes and left the exam venue, he was already a little confused. Walking is not too controlled.

Fortunately, after coming out, the staff told him that he could go back to the dormitory to rest, and the teacher asked for leave in the afternoon.

The blueshirt thanked the other and walked to the room.

Although his clothes had changed, he still had wine in his hair and body, and the smell was very strong, and he was now like a drunk, full of alcohol. Walking is still shaky.

"Are you okay with the blue shirt?" The staff member followed up and asked, feeling that it was wrong when he smelled the alcohol just now.

Blueshirt was two seconds late before replying, "It's okay. ”

The camera behind him indicated that he was still there, and the staff hesitated to let him go.

The camera dutifully shot in the back, and although the blue shirt was weak, it was not a big problem, and the direction was also known.

"Blue shirt, did you drink in there?" Sometimes the camera can also ask questions, because they are with the artist, and they are the closest to the artist, and some problem artists are not very wary of them.

There were other people filming during the exam, and exclusive filming was not allowed in, so he didn't know what happened to the blue shirt inside.

"I didn't ...... Nope. Blueshirt paused, frowning. I didn't drink it, but I poured it. ”

Isn't pouring wine just drinking? He didn't understand the brain circuit of the blue shirt, the other party had already continued to walk, so he followed, the elevator did not take and walked, and the chubby shooting was very sure that the blue shirt was really tall.

Finally returned to the dormitory.

Dong Wei is the last group, Lin Yueran is the penultimate group, and the blue shirt's brain is almost unable to turn. Seeing the bed is like fluttering.

"Aren't you going to take a shower, Blueshirt?"

"Huh?"

"Take a bath, you smell of alcohol."

The blue shirt raised his hand, and it happened that he had directly touched the wine, and the taste on his hand was not very good, so he immediately wrinkled his nose. Wobbly went to the bathroom.

When I came out again, I remembered to wear underwear and wrap a bath towel.

The blue shirt simply took a shower to clean up the alcohol on his body, but he was more sober, and he also knew that he was shooting, so he went out in underwear and wrapped in a bath towel.

"Ah, I'm going to sleep, do you still want to shoot?" The blue shirt was sleepy. Even after the wine was washed, he was still choked with smoke.

The photographer quickly replied and withdrew from the room. Basically, if the blue shirt didn't do anything else, he would be able to get off work today.

……

Dong Wei pushed the door in, and saw a blue shirt lying on the bed with only a scarf and already asleep.

To tell the truth, the shooting was originally going to cover him with a quilt, but at that time, the blue shirt was still conscious, nodded indiscriminately, and left for shooting. Who knew that the blue shirt would fall asleep as soon as he tilted his head?

The white bath towel was wrapped around his waist and loosely exposed a pair of underwear, and the blue shirt was very white, which matched his blue sheets very well.

Dong Wei looked straight. The sleeping face of the blue shirt is beautiful, quiet and beautiful.

He had always known that the blue shirt was good-looking, but when he was awake, the two of them would never be so close, close...... You can smell the smell of shower gel on the blue shirt just after taking a shower.

Intoxicated, he took a hard breath of air.

How glad he was that this time Lin Yueran said that there was a big boss who didn't go with him. Maybe he'll miss out on a gold master, but maybe he won't be able to get so close to the blue shirt in the future.

Dong Wei stretched out his hand, and his fingers were still trembling a little because of the excitement of his feelings.

Finally ran into ...... Just as he imagined......

"What are you doing!" A scolding interrupted Dong Wei's movements.

Xiao Mo stood in front of the door of the blue-shirted dormitory, his face full of hostility and guard. Dong Wei tried his best to make himself less flustered. "It's nothing, I see that my senior is afraid that he will catch a cold when he sleeps, and I want to cover him with a quilt......"

It's just that the quilt is pressed under this drunk, and if he doesn't move his body, he won't be able to reach the quilt.

This explanation also makes sense.

But how could Xiao Mo believe it? All three people in this room wanted to hurt his friend. How can he trust them?

"It's okay, I'll take care of the blue shirt, what should you be busy with." Xiao Mo glanced at the man who was sleeping unconscious, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

If he hadn't come back and bumped into a staff member who told him that he seemed to be drunk, he wouldn't have been so busy.

If he said that Dong Wei's action just now was nothing, he wouldn't believe it, but what made him puzzled was that Dong Wei looked at the blue shirt's eyes...... Weird ......

"Tsk, don't think you don't smell when you take a shower." There is still a faint smell of wine. Derived from the clothes taken out of the blue shirt.

While filming the show, how could the blue shirts drink alcohol? It was because it was so strange that he rushed over.

The blue shirt muttered a few words, and with Xiao Mo's help, he pulled off the bath towel.

Xiao Mo's hand was very fast, and he pulled out the quilt while pulling out the bath towel and blue shirt and turning over. It's just a good person.

Therefore, Dong Wei Yuguang didn't see more.

Touching the blue shirt's hair, it was still a little wet, and most of the water had rubbed against the pillow.

"How do you ...... Oh my god. Xiao Mo rolled his eyes, and simply took the bath towel of the blue shirt to dry his hair a little more. This person actually fell asleep directly, how big is this heart?

The blue shirt felt very comfortable, because it could be seen by looking at the face.

Xiao Mo wiped his hair, and while looking at Dong Wei, he found that the other party was also looking at him, or at the blue shirt. What the hell is this man trying to do?

Took out a bottle of honey grapefruit, originally honey water was an hangover, but where did he find honey for a big man?

"Senior...... I have honey ......" Dong Wei suddenly interjected, and bent down to take out a jar of acacia honey from his cabinet. Looking at the packaging is not a bargain either.

Xiao Mo looked at the four pieces of drink in his hand, and then saw that the other party was so delicate and expensive that it was good honey at first glance, and decisively decided to get some honey water for the blue shirt to drink.

Dong Wei took the cup of the blue shirt very easily, and was very smart, and handed it to Xiao Mo after completing all the steps in front of Xiao Mo. He mixed some cool white open, which happened to be in the mouth at this time.

It does feel warm.

Is this man really hostile to the blue shirts?

With this question in mind, Xiao Mo began to call the blue shirt.

Sleepy, he could still distinguish his friend's voice, and the blue shirt barely opened an eye. Xiao Mo immediately helped him up. "Drink water."

Not...... Sweet. The water was sweet, the blue shirt thought to himself, and his head sank and fell asleep again.

"......" pigs! I was almost crushed by the sudden sinking of my body and spilled the water.

Xiao Mo darkened his face, changed the quilt for him, and then glanced at Dong Wei. "If anything happens to him at night, please let me know."

Dong Wei frowned, still maintaining a good smile. "I can take care of ......"

"I said, please inform me!" Although he looked very delicate, but when the momentum was released, Xiao Mo startled Dong Wei.

"I see." almost gritted his teeth and agreed to Xiao Mo's request.

……

Night.

Dou Mingzhi rubbed his head, then turned his neck to relieve his cervical spine that had been compressed for a day.

He put the text aside, those were already taken care of.

Click on the computer and habitually enter a few keywords. From Weibo to the webpage, all the news about the blue shirt is displayed in front of you.

Dou Mingzhi feels like a pervert now, and when he can't see his lover, he has to peep at him from the Internet.

Wait, what is this?

A post from Du Niang Tieba came into view.

"[BL Xianggao/H Exciting Cute] Xiao Lan / Love and You" is obviously a fan post of the blue shirt, it says, blue shirt. But what is Xiao Lan?

Open the ...... with curiosity

Within two minutes, Dou Mingzhi closed the webpage with embarrassment and resentment.

What is a small willow waist? What is a grinding leprechaun? What do you mean by the owner please feed me a lollipop?! What is it!

Dou, who watched all kinds of fancy plays, couldn't wait to replace the people in the text with himself.

Oh no, is this my lover's article?

knew that it wouldn't, but Mr. Dou, who was still jealous, opened his Tieba account and blatantly manipulated the personal vendetta communiqué to seal the post.

Well, Mr. Dou is also a small bar with a smiling face.

Hmph, my love, I haven't seen it yet, how can I let you mortals imagine it first?

However, when he flipped down again, he found that not only Xiao Mo and the blue shirt were the CPs, but Dou Mingzhi, who had many CPs in the blue shirts, was not in the mood to be jealous.

The daughter-in-law is too famous and has a lot of rivals. Even if it is imagined by others, they are all rivals in love.

Mr. Dou became more determined in the idea of how to tie the blue shirt to his side.

Anyway, the blue shirt didn't call him today. Dou Ming clicked on the latest issue (although he has used his position to watch it countless times) video.

Originally, he wanted Yang Fei to simply import all the videos about the blue shirt into his computer, but then the blue shirt target was too big, so he thought about giving up.

But the blue shirt just didn't contact him.

The phone is black, there are no text messages, no missed calls......

The phone he was looking at suddenly lit up. Dou Ming was overjoyed, but when he picked it up, his face immediately sank when he saw the name displayed on it.

Ms. Chen, here's the note. Actually—"Hey, Ms. Chen. Dou Mingzhi called.

"Mingzhi, when are you going to come back and see? Your dad and I miss you a lot. Oh, and Chen Bei's little girl also asks you every day. ”

The other party didn't seem to hear the coldness in his voice, and still looked warm.

Dou Mingzhi still said coldly: "If it's nothing, I'll hang up." ”

"Wait," Ms. Chen, or Dou Mingzhi's stepmother Chen Yueyi, said in a gentle voice with a little pleasure and a little pride, and came into Dou Mingzhi's ears, "Mingzhi, you should really come back to see, I'm pregnant~ You have a younger brother." ”

Dou Mingzhi's eyes became even colder. He stood up and looked out the window at the reduced flow of traffic.

This woman is pregnant, she is actually pregnant. But so what? His father's old tree blossomed, and only his father was the happiest.

didn't bother with the woman anymore, Dou Mingzhi called his eldest brother.

"Mingzhi." At this time, the United States should be in the morning, and the other side is in good spirits.

Hearing the voice of his eldest brother, Dou Mingzhi's cold expression gradually eased. "Big brother, that woman ......"

Brother Dou said in a deep voice: "I know, don't act rashly first, my father is very optimistic about her and that child now." ”

Dou Mingzhi was silent for a moment, and had no choice but to agree.

"Don't talk about that. How are you and that little one doing? Brother Dou's voice was teasing. The younger brother's situation was all transmitted back from China, and the matter about the blue shirt was told by Dou Mingzhi himself.

Coupled with Song Liao's description, he was particularly curious about what this child who could tie up his younger brother and make this ice cube hot was like. It's a pity that there are too many things to do abroad, and now he hasn't found the time to go back.

Dou Mingzhi coughed dryly, the two have been together for so long, he hasn't eaten anyone yet, how can this kind of thing be with his brother......

"You haven't done it yet, have you?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem...... "earth-shattering cough......

The corners of Brother Dou's mouth curled. Hey, hey, it's good to have a younger brother, you can bully as much as you want.

"I'll take him to see you later." Dou Mingzhi secretly gritted his teeth. I thought to myself, how can I eat the blue shirt.

Brother Dou smiled, and the two talked for a while before hanging up the phone.

Dou Mingzhi stared at the lights outside and didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He still can't let go of the incident just now. The woman's triumphant face is linked to her sister's paleness before she died......

forced himself to come back to his senses, and accidentally saw the computer screen reflected on the glass, which was the interview of the show, and the blue shirt was listening attentively to what the other party said, smiling at the corner of his mouth, well-behaved and polite.

The mood suddenly calmed down.

He really wanted to call the blue shirt, but in the end he only clicked on the show to listen to the voice of the blue shirt inside.

It's late. Good night, little love.