13. Chapter XIII
A few days later, Zhou Ankunqu's costume photos caused a strong reaction on the Internet.
Remarks such as "the person who walked out of the painting" and "eyes can tell a story" continue to appear in the comment areas of major media reports.
The topic of "Immortal Banquet in the Painting" has been on the list of hot topics on Weibo with nearly 5 million views.
Zhao Jun was so excited that he held his mobile phone all day long and screamed, although Zhou An expected that the effect would not be bad, but he didn't expect it to be so popular, and the fans that fell off a few days ago would come back within a few days.
What surprised Zhou An even more was Wei Chunjie's Weibo, the old man posted a photo of them together, with the text: Like when I was young.
can make a national treasure-level master say "like him", whether the old man refers to looks or something else, it is enough to make Zhou An sรจ for a lifetime.
That night, Zhou An asked the crew for leave and came to visit with gifts to thank Wei Chunjie for his support.
Wei Chunjie lives in a courtyard in the center of the city, and when Zhou An arrived, he heard laughter coming from the courtyard.
He knocked on the door, the frolicking stopped, and a beautiful woman of about thirty years old opened the door for him.
"Looking for Mr. Wei, right?" The woman asked first.
Zhou An nodded: "Hello, I called Mr. Wei before I came." โ
At this time, Wei Chunjie's voice came: "Is Xiao Qiao here?" โ
Joe?
Zhou An glanced down at himself, wondering if Qiao Yuan's face was really too motherly, why did even Old Man Wei give him such a charming name?
The beautiful woman welcomed Zhou An into the house, and Zhou An saw that there were four or five men and women in the courtyard, plus Old Man Wei, and the small courtyard was full.
Wei Chunjie smiled and asked Zhou An to come up to him, and took his hand to introduce the person present: "Qiao Yuan, this time I will play the child as a stand-in for him." โ
When Zhou An heard this, he almost didn't kneel for Old Man Wei, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Wei really tortured me when he said this!" I'm just going to put it on a show, and it's okay to put it on the table, this one ......"
As he spoke, Zhou An sang a word in the play, but the end didn't seem to be handled well, and his voice was split.
"Ahem, I don't have cattle at the door, otherwise I'll be scared away by my voice!"
His half-truths and vivid performances made everyone laugh and make fun of him.
No matter what others said, Zhou An smiled and agreed, throwing out a few words from time to time to stir up the heat, and the small courtyard was as lively as before he came.
Wei Chunjie saw this qiฤ in his eyes and nodded secretly.
He deliberately embarrassed Qiao Yuan just now, and now young people are so arrogant, and they are embarrassed in front of so many people, and they are going to be angry.
But this Qiao Yuan was not only not angry, but he also added a handful of firewood to everyone, and the atmosphere was lively.
I haven't seen such a calm young man for many years, the more Wei Chunjie looks at Qiao Yuan, the more satisfied he becomes, and then he feels that it's a pity, it's just that he is a little older, and it is not suitable to accept him as an apprentice.
Zhou An didn't know that he almost became Wei Chunjie's apprentice, he was talking to the beautiful woman who opened the door for him before, and unexpectedly learned that the other party was Zhang Yiwei's wife, surnamed Zhou, who was the maker of a TV station.
He also learned from the other party that today was the day when Old Man Wei's apprentices came to visit him, which is why the small courtyard was so lively.
Since it was a gathering of masters and apprentices, Zhou An was inconvenient to disturb, and after thanking Old Man Wei, he left the small courtyard.
On the way back, Zhou An received a call from Song Yutao.
"The fitness trainer has got you covered."
"Pretty efficient, thanks!"
"You're done shooting, you're going to report it." Song Yutao's voice was blank and clear.
"Okay."
Speaking of this, Song Yutao paused for a moment, and Zhou An felt that the other party had something to say, and asked, "What's wrong?" โ
"The one I'm looking for is also Guan Ce's coach."
Zhou An understood as soon as he heard this, and said with a smile: "Say, what do you want me to do?" โ
"Tomorrow the sponsor has a cocktail party, and I'm going to be her male companion."
"That means I'm looking for an excuse to push it off, and you go instead of me?"
"Hmm."
Zhou An didn't like to socialize in the first place, so he was happy to give him a favor, so he immediately agreed.
He was about to find some excuse when he heard Song Yutao say: "I have a line for you to shoot a public service announcement, and it happens that tomorrow you will go to meet the producer." โ
Zhou An smiled: "You are really a one-stop service, okay, but why is it a public service advertisement?" โ
"Because your reputation is so bad that you need to build a positive image."
Zhou An smiled awkwardly: "You really don't give any face." โ
"It's not just an excuse, I hope you'll be able to win this ad on your own." Song Yutao said, "The producer is very famous, you have a lot of eyes." โ
Listening to him tell himself again and again, Zhou An only had to laugh.
The next day, Zhou An really received an invitation to the cocktail party, and he rejected the other party as discussed the day before, and implicitly said that his agent would go. I don't know if the other party understands his hints, anyway, this matter is over.
In the evening, he went home early without a shooting task, cleaned up, and rushed to the agreed place with Zhao Jun.
He was used to rushing early rather than late, so when he arrived at the cafรฉ, no one had arrived, so he ordered a latte and drank it slowly.
Zhao Jun flipped through the tablet with his tablet, and when he saw something interesting, he showed it to Zhou An.
"Brother Yuan, your last Weibo was retweeted more than 60,000 times, and there were more than 50,000 comments."
"Oh." Zhou An didn't care about these useless numbers, and simply agreed.
Zhao Jun flipped through it and said: "After the makeup photos came out, the number of fans rose by nearly 300,000, and there have been fanworks." โ
"Doujin?" Zhou An felt that something in his mind flashed away, he thought for a while, didn't grasp the point, and stretched out his hand towards Zhao Jun, "Take it and let me see." โ
"Just take a look, don't take it too seriously." Zhao Jun was a little worried, "Fans do this because they like you, and they don't mean anything else." โ
Zhou An knew that Zhao Jun was worried that he would get angry after watching it and quarrel with fans. Qiao Yuan has done this, he doesn't have the leisure to do this, and he is not so stupid.
After he took the tablet, he saw that on the page was a picture of his makeup, which was very good, but there was a man in a military uniform next to him, and the two of them were in ambiguous postures.
โโฆโฆ Who is this? Zhou An poked the face of the man in military uniform.
"It is said that ...... is the male protagonist in the play. โ
"The male lead?"
"And a lot of fandom."
Zhou An took a closer look, and the fanfiction compiled by this Weibo account included Yanqing and the heroine who eventually became married, and there were also those who died in Yanqing in order to fulfill the male and female protagonists. There is another category, the heroine died without knowing why, and in the end, Yanqing and the male protagonist were together.
Is that okay too?
Zhou An was stunned for a moment, paid special attention to the comments, and found that everyone's acceptance of matching Yanqing and the actor into a pair was quite high.
He sat at the table and pondered, and the thoughts that had flashed through his mind gradually became clear - netizens are a force to be reckoned with, and they are very receptive to new things, can he do something about it first......
Zhao Jun saw that Zhou An was suddenly silent, staring at the desktop and not knowing what to think, so he asked vigilantly: "Brother Yuan, what do you want?" โ
Zhou An came back to his senses: "It's nothing, is the person we asked to come?" โ
As he spoke, the waiter came over with a lady.
Zhou An and Zhao Jun looked at it when they heard the sound, and saw that the person who came was tall, well-dressed, and had exquisite makeup, and his every move was eye-catching.
Zhao Jun's eyes were straight, but Zhou An was more of an accident, isn't this the wife of director Zhang Yiwei, a Zhou system!
"Sister Zhou, it's you!"
Zhou Tao smiled: "Xiao Qiao, we meet again." โ