At 5:55 in the morning, Jiang Yang heard the alarm clock of jingling bells.

He was originally a bed-lying person with intermittent procrastination, but considering that a bunch of makeup artists and field workers downstairs were waiting, he had to get up quickly.

If the progress is delayed and the public is angry, it will not be good to mix in the program group.

Pull back the curtains and push the windows.

In the early morning, the organ sea is sparkling and glowing with golden light.

The warm and humid morning breeze blows, cool and very refreshing.

On the white sand beach in the distance, a group of sunset red elderly people are waving silk scarves to take pictures, and the director is holding a bright red flag and shouting with a loudspeaker.

Rubbing his eyes, Jiang Yang, a night owl, had experienced the baptism of the fresh morning, and he was not so sleepy.

He immediately strode to the bathroom and turned on the shower head.

……

When I went downstairs, I looked at the table below, and it was ten past six.

Jiang Yang was the third person to arrive, Tao Shumin and Liang Ruoshi were already in place, and the makeup artists were helping them with the styling.

Both girls squinted and didn't look very good.

Jiang Yang originally wanted to say hello and greet him, but when he saw this, he didn't squeak.

"Teacher Jiang," Zhou Zhou, the makeup artist in charge of the boys, lit up his eyes, and finally a boy got up.

"Here," Jiang Yang felt a little ashamed when he heard the honorific title of Teacher Jiang, and quickly leaned over there.

But in the entertainment industry, it seems to be an extremely common practice to call unfamiliar people teachers, and the key is not to offend people.

Jiang Yang secretly wrote down this point.

People are mixed in circles, and they are knowledgeable everywhere.

Yesterday, Zhou Zhou helped to do the styling, and he was responsible for all the boys' makeup alone.

The girls are a little more troublesome, and a man and a woman are in charge of two makeup artists.

"Ah, the eyebrows I painted for you yesterday fell off," Zhou Zhou held Jiang Yang's head and looked in the mirror to observe: "Your own eyebrows are thick and dense, flying obliquely into your sideburns, it's too scary." It's like coming from the scene of a murder. ”

He took out an eyebrow trimmer and a pale eyebrow pencil: "Deputy Director Xiaobei has ordered, you still have to be a little gentle today." ”

"Oh, that's troublesome Brother Zhouzhou," Jiang Yang didn't know Zhouzhou's specific age, but although he took good care of him, he still couldn't hide the traces of time, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were visible to the naked eye.

It can be determined that Zhou Zhou is 100% bigger than himself, and he will follow others to call Zhou Zhou brother.

"No trouble, no trouble," Zhou Zhou showed an embarrassed smile: "That, Teacher Jiang." ”

He seemed to have something unspeakable, just smiling innocently, but not mentioning anything.

Jiang Yang is helpless, Zhou Zhou, as the resident makeup artist of the crew, is responsible for the boys' makeup every season.

He didn't want to conflict with others, so he asked: "Brother Zhouzhou, if you want to help, I'll do my best." ”

"Oh," this sentence seemed to loosen the tightened clockwork, and Zhou Zhou took out a stack of photos from his arms: "I want you to help sign on the back." ”

When Jiang Yang saw it, it was all his own photos.

It looks like it was a makeup photo from yesterday's Cupid Villa.

looked at them one by one, until—

, Jiang Yang's eyes widened.

There is a photo of him just getting off the off-road vehicle and being interviewed by the matchmaker, taken from the upper right corner, taking a clear picture of his chest muscles......

Shy, embarrassed, and a little proud, and a little reserved, Jiang Yang's heart is mixed.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Yang felt a little awkward in his heart.

Zhou Zhou said with a smile: "Your brother Zhou Zhou has fiery eyes and a discerning eye." I glanced at the big brother photographer with my back yesterday, and I knew that you were going to be popular this season. No, licking the old face and asking for a few signed photos, it will be sold on the mango fish when the time comes. Hehe, make a little milk powder money. ”

"Anyone really buys this?" Jiangyang has heard that there are many celebrities who sell their second-hand products on mango fish.

But after Zhou Zhou's confirmation, he was still surprised, the key is that he doesn't understand why fans believe that the signature is signed by himself.

"Ah, I said you're a layman," Zhou Zhou was old-fashioned: "There are more people who buy it." I know what's going on in your head. But if you think about it from another angle, there are more people in our country, and there are more fans.

Some people love calligraphy and painting antiques, some people love luxury cars and beauties, and some people like celebrity peripherals.

You can say that they love calligraphy and painting antiques, but you can't say that they must be rich, and those who chase stars have no money. If there is money and demand, isn't there a market! ”

Jiang Yang was speechless when he heard this, took Zhou Zhou's pen, and quickly signed his name.

Zhou Zhou had already started to paint thrushes at this time, and he wanted to make Jiang Yang's black eyebrows shallower and lighter, with less sharp arcs and less oppressive force.

Towards the end, the funny president Fang Xiaopeng and the gym owner Zhou Xingxi hooked up and went downstairs.

When Fang Xiaopeng saw Zhou Zhou, he patted his forehead: "Oh, my God, why do you put on makeup every day." ”

He is most afraid of two points in his life, haircut and teeth cleaning.

Now, after a trip to the reality show group, he found that he was more afraid of makeup.

"Love Record" focuses on exquisite slow life, since there is the word 'exquisite', it is impossible to make the male guests appear without makeup.

This is not only the concept of respecting the creators, but also an explanation to the audience.

"Teacher Zhou, come on!" Zhou Zhou shouted.

"Me?" Zhou Xingxi asked suspiciously.

He thinks that he is not a local tyrant and not as handsome as Jiang Yang, and he has lowered his expectations to the minimum.

So for things like makeup, he defaults to being at the bottom.

"Don't you know? Oh - you didn't get today's script," Zhou Zhou explained: "You have to shoot the morning exercise with Mr. Liang in a while, so the assistant director asked you to put on makeup first." If you didn't come, I would have made Mr. Jiang's eyebrows first. ”

It's going to be pretty much it.

Jiang Yang gave up his position to Zhou Xingxi.

"Morning workout shots?" A bitter smile appeared on Zhou Xingxi's face.

Last night, I talked nonsense with Fang Xiaopeng, and chatted until midnight, and the two of them only slept for less than six hours, and they were sleepy.

Hey, Zhou Xingxi sat on the chair pulled out by Zhou Zhou with a bitter face, and sighed: Who made us a sports boy.

Yin Yu was stuck a little, and at half past six, a gust of wind rushed downstairs.

At this time, Zhou Xingxi and Liang Ruoshi had already changed into sportswear and were ready to go out for a morning jog along the ring road.

Yesterday ended late, so none of the six of us had slept well.

But these two athletes are miserable, and they have to perform the character of 'getting up early and going to bed early, loving sports' in front of the camera.

Tao Shumin's makeup artist was very dedicated, slowly braiding her, Tao Shumin couldn't open her eyes anymore, and leaned back on the chair.

Jiang Yang kept yawning, but he didn't dare to sleep, and Deputy Director Xiaobei asked several of them to stand by after putting on makeup.

"Mr. Jiang, your coffee," a young sister holds a cup of Starbucks coffee.

"Thank you, thank you," Jiang Yang was surprised, and looked at this little sister very familiarly: "You are Brother Zhouzhou's little apprentice?" ”

"Hmm," the little sister gestured with her chin: "Brother Zhou Zhou called me to buy it for you." ”

"How much, I'll give it to you," Jiang Yang remembered that the consumption level of Tianya Island was very high, and he couldn't let his little sister pay for it.

The little sister's head shook like a rattle: "Brother Zhou Zhou has said hello, and he has left the public account." ”

"That's right," Jiang Yang smiled, "Then I still have to thank you." ”

The little sister smiled shyly, but the person did not walk away.

Jiangyang Niu took a sip of coffee, sweet, mixed with a rich milky aroma: "Caramel Macchiato? ”

"That's right," the little sister stared at Jiang Yang with straight eyes: "I see that there is a photo of drinking coffee in your vlog, and the photo is a caramel macchiato." ”

"Vlog ......" Jiang Yang was speechless, which made people turn it out.

He remembers that he rarely posts vlogs, and the photo of drinking coffee should have been taken at Starbucks for the first time in his sophomore year.

The little sister in front of me is too exaggerated!

The two were chatting, and Fang Xiaopeng's voice came from behind, with three points of pantothenic acid and seven points of ridicule in his tone: "Who said that the domineering president has been popular in recent years?" I can't even mix a glass of water, and all the handsome guys drink Starbucks coffee. ”

Jiang Yang turned the coffee over: "Mr. Fang, come, don't dislike it, comment on it." ”

"Don't," Fang Xiaopeng lay down on the sofa: "Starve to death and don't eat the food that comes to you." ”

The little sister is young and reckless: "I watched you chat all the way yesterday. You're the president, but you're not domineering......"

"Haha," Jiang Yang couldn't help laughing.

Fang Xiaopeng choked for a moment, his breath couldn't go up or down, and he only made up for it after a while, and sighed: "The little girl's words are a loss." So when you talk about the domineering president, the key is that the domineering is not the president? ”

"Of course," the little sister is at the age of looking at her face, and regards money as dung: "A domineering man can be a wall, and he can kiss and hug and hold high." ”

"It's good," Fang Xiaopeng was speechless: "How long have you been in the industry?" ”

Little sister: "I've only been here for a month. ”

"Puyu," Fang Xiaopeng yawned, "Keep it up." ”

The little sister was about to speak, when Zhou Zhou told her to clean up the dresser.

Jiang Yang had already finished drinking a large cup of coffee at this time, and his spirit was a little better.

I touched my stomach and was a little hungry.

"Mr. Fang, I want to fry an egg to eat, do you want it?"

"I can't fry it," Fang Xiaopeng pointed to the open kitchen: "The machine is being arranged over there." Wait for the announcement! ”

Jiang Yang got up and looked to the right of the hall on the first floor, where was the spacious and bright open kitchen.

Sure enough, there was a big brother who was pointing fingers and commanding the others.

"Don't look at it," Fang Xiaopeng patted the sofa: "Squint your eyes to nourish your spirit." ”

Jiang Yang cushioned it with a pillow, closed his eyes, and his thoughts were empty.

After a while, someone seemed to sit down next to him, and the elegant lily incense was intertwined with the solemn sandalwood incense.