The next day, Fan Jiarui took Xia Zhijiu to the actor training class for training.

Fan Jiarui has been busy with the preliminary work of preparing for the launch of the new show, and she has not contacted Xia Zhijiu much since she sent him to the training class, and she can only rely on the report of her colleagues in the training class to learn about Xia Zhijiu's training.

There are two days left to record the first episode of the new show, and it's time for Xia Zhijiu, a green-headed ghost, to go out of the mountain. Because it was lunch time, Fan Jiarui met a lot of little girls who whispered and laughed loudly on the way to the training class.

Of course, Fan Jiarui, who was sharp-eared, did not let go of any news, but all the news pointed to one person, that is, Xia Zhijiu, who was not good at socializing at the beginning.

Looks like this little ghost has made a lot of progress.

Before entering the actor training room, the screams from the girls came one after another, and the voices of men were heard from time to time in the middle.

As soon as the door opened, all the sound stopped abruptly. The girls were frightened when they saw Fan Jiarui coming in, hurriedly greeted them, and then left the training room in a hurry.

"It's a good popularity."

Hearing the familiar voice, Xia Zhijiu smiled slightly, turned around and gave Fan Jiarui a big hug.

"Director Fan, why don't you come to see me, I miss you so much."

Such a brisk pace of speaking made Fan Jiarui's heart beat wildly, what was going on? What's the deal with this feeling of electricity hitting the heart straight down? Is this really the Xia Zhijiu who cherished words like gold at the beginning?

"Hahaha, scared, right?"

It's okay to be scared, right?

The cold man who was depressed that day has been transformed into a handsome young man who is loved by everyone. Which angel came down to cast magic on this beautiful boy with unlimited potential?

"Which teacher can make you reborn?"

"It's not a teacher," Xia Zhijiu bowed his waist, and looked at Fan Jiarui sincerely with clear but slightly tired eyes, "It's you." Xia Zhijiu nodded Fan Jiarui's nose, and a sweet smile bloomed on Xia Zhijiu's handsome face.

Xia Zhijiu's smile seemed to drive away the cold winter, and his clear eyes were like a clean and immaculate spring water melted by ice and snow, moistening the buds of the world, and the moment the spring water flowed by, the flowers bloomed.

The fragrance is quiet but not cloudy, and even the sky that can't be blown becomes bright.

This is the breath of the revival of all things, just like Fan Jiarui's long-lost feeling of love, all awakened at this moment.

People will always change, this is an eternal truth in the world. But what kind of magic did you use to create this sweet taste?

Fan Jiarui regretted it.

I regret not personally following up Xia Zhijiu's training progress, and even more regretting not participating in the process of honey brewing.

"Then you're going to have a good meal with me."

"By the way, Director Fan, are you ready for me?"

Fan Jiarui almost choked to death by a mouthful of food in her mouth, and she had forgotten all about it when she was busy with her work.

Since Xia Zhijiu's personality has undergone earth-shaking changes, asking to wear a mask may just be a request made by him without thinking about it, so why not let him change his mind now?

Fan Jiarui had just opened her mouth, and she didn't even make a b sound, but she was blocked back by Xia Zhijiu's words.

"Do you think that's done?"

Fan Jiarui looked in the direction of Xia Zhijiu's finger, and a man in a clown costume walked by outside the window, wearing a hood that looked like a juggling clown.

Isn't that fooling me? Although the style of the show is humorous and casual, it can't be so blatantly humorous, right?

However, Fan Jiarui Nian is still a newcomer in Xia Zhijiu, and she is not familiar with the requirements of the show, but she still has to listen to the opinions or suggestions of the actors appropriately or completely deny them.

The matter of wearing a mask has been very accommodating to Xia Zhijiu, and it is really inappropriate to put the appearance of a clown on the table.

"Shijiu, you've been watching the show for two days, and the mask may not be what you want for a while. Do you say you can ......?"

"Yes!"

Fan Jiarui, who has lived in this world for 26 years, never thought that the word "can" would make her stunned.

"I believe that Director Fan will definitely solve my worries and confusion."

Yes, I will, I have the ability......

Because of her extraordinary ability, Fan Jiarui has always been the one who is needed.

At school, it is needed by teachers and classmates; In the company, the subordinates are led and needed; At home, needed by parents and loved ones.

And after all this, Fan Jiarui felt that she could almost stand at the top of the food chain, and relying on her ability, this chain could involve countless people below.

Now Fan Jiarui is needed by Xia Zhijiu, like a fresh breeze, everything is so fresh. It's not just that newcomers need help from old colleagues, Fan Jiarui has positioned Xia Zhijiu as a special existence.

"I'm sure I'll be able to get you to put it on before the show is recorded."

"Fan Choreographer is the best!"

Xia Zhijiu couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, took Fan Jiarui's hand and kissed it heavily, and the back of his hand was covered with an oily lip print. Fan Jiarui, who has always loved cleanliness, didn't feel disgusted, but felt that Xia Zhijiu's lips were also soft.

"There's still ten minutes to start recording, and all departments are in place."

The notice of preparing for the recording was spread throughout the recording hall and backstage again, and the actors who were applying makeup together in the dressing room went out to make final preparations, but Xia Zhijiu could only pace anxiously in the dressing room.

"Why hasn't Director Fan arrived yet?"

"Seven minutes to ......"

The face that had just put on makeup began to permeate slightly, and even the inner lining was not as dry as just now, Xia Zhijiu even wondered if the staff had turned on the heater.

A quick knock on the door came from outside, and it was a small assistant from a department that Xia Zhijiu couldn't call in his head. Because she has just taken up her post, she is polite and well-behaved to everyone up and down the TV station.

"Mr. Xia," the little assistant called Xia Zhijiu, and she took out a mask from the box in her hand. "This is what Director Fan asked me to bring to you."

Xia Zhijiu took the mask, and the red and white pattern was printed on Xia Zhijiu's eyes, the pattern looked like a clown, but it was not a clown, and it could be seen that this design had taken a lot of thought.

It's just that this mask can only cover half of the face.

"What about Director Fan?"

"In the recording hall." The little assistant looked at his watch, "The time is almost up, Mr. Xia should hurry up and play." ”

The little assistant took the mask from Xia Zhijiu's hand again, and it took a little effort to put the mask firmly on Xia Zhijiu's face.

"It's a pity, the handsome face is blocked."

The corners of Xia Zhijiu's mouth hooked, and before he could respond, he was pulled into the recording hall by the little assistant.

And so the recording began.

Although wearing a mask is Xia Zhijiu's own requirement, he has never worn it once in his 18 years of life.

During the interaction with the guests, Xia Zhijiu stepped on or bumped into the guests repeatedly and four times due to his eyesight, and the same game had to be recorded several times, and the time to complete the recording was much longer than the time borrowed from the recording hall.

Xia Zhijiu also felt embarrassed.

He thought about giving up, feeling like he was filling the head of the ghost.

Even if you try to change yourself in the short term, challenge your limits, and make yourself a completely different person, so that you can adapt to this job.

But if she did, would she still like it?

"The path you choose will be completed on your knees."

This was the first thing Fan Jiarui said to him after the show was recorded.

Everyone understands the truth, but how many can be done in the end?

"I'll have your back behind you."

"Thank you......"

……

"You were crying, weren't you?"

Fan Jiarui wiped her long hair that was still dripping with water, and Xia Zhijiu had already changed her clothes and was about to leave.

"Not really. The mask that waited left and right was only half of it, and then it was still in the process of recording, and it looked so faceless when it was seen. ”

"I'm sorry to say that I designed and made that mask day and night."

"Say," Fan Jiarui followed Xia Zhijiu to the entrance, and her hands did not forget to arrange Xia Zhijiu's collar. "Why did you wear a mask in the first place?"

"Want to know?"

Fan Jiarui nodded.

"I'm afraid that the audience will be stunned. Ha ha. Good night. ”

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