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He Chenfeng closed the door and sat on the sofa inside: "It's the matter that you, Director Wang, want to work with us."
Yan Chao said, "He also mentioned it to me a few days ago."
He Chenfeng said: "Actually, I have long seen that their management is not pleasing to the eye. They are all imperial relatives of Dongyuan'er. Everyone wants to take a piece of the pie, and no one really thinks about Liao Fengxuan."
Zhou Chenyu snorted: "Every day outside, there are so many pairs of eyes staring at us. They don't want to think about how to cooperate with the outside world, and they still engage in internal fights all day long. Can Liao Fengxuan be okay?"
He Chenfeng shook his head: "The eyelids are still too shallow, I always feel that we are on fire, so we suck up their dividends, but I just can't figure out the truth of both prosperity. If things go on like this for a long time, the snipe and clam will fight, but the fisherman will benefit. "
Yan Chao said: "We also took this into consideration, and felt that the current cooperation may not be a small obstacle, but it is also because of this that the necessity of cooperation is even more obvious."
Zhou Chenyu waved his hand: "If Dong Yuaner refuses to let go of power, she will simply pull it down. We Xia Yuaner will cooperate with you alone. When the time comes, we will make achievements. Let them be jealous."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door of the lounge, and several on-site assistants took them to the dressing room to apply makeup.
This time He Chenfeng and Zhou Chenyu are going to play the appearance of Peking Opera, and the process is more complicated. And although Yan Chao plays the young master of the Republic of China, he needs a strong sense of retro from hairstyle to makeup, so it is not as simple as the makeup when he is usually on the mirror.
One look was done from the morning to noon, and when everything was ready, Yan Chao wore a suit from the Republic of China, tidied up the black bow tie at the neck of his white shirt in front of the mirror, and then rushed to the dressing room next door.
As soon as the door of the dressing room was opened, Yan Chao was dazzled by the golden figure sitting on the chair.
The man had already put on Yu Ji's full outfit, with a blue-green dotted emerald face on his head, a gilt-draped wish-fulfilling crown on his head, fish scale armor with red patterns on a yellow background, and delicate silk clothing. Outline a graceful waistline.
Zhou Chenyu heard the sound of the door, turned her head subconsciously, and saw that his face had been covered with rich rouge gouache, Liu Meifengyan, graceful and luxurious, yet charming and moving.
When Zhou Chenyu saw Yan Chao, she seemed to be slightly surprised by his appearance, and then she showed a usual joking smile, her peach blossom eyes curved into two crescent moons.
But with today's image, there is no longer the slightest bit of the usual ruffian, but for no reason, Yan Chao thought of the rotten verse: a beautiful smile and a beautiful eye.
Really sinking fish and falling geese, alluring the country and the city, the beauty is beyond measure.
Zhou Chenyu looked at the sluggish expression on Yan Chao's face, and couldn't help but sneer: "Why? I am so amazed by your brother that my heart is swaying?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately let Yan Chao play, and said angrily: "Don't talk, can you destroy the beauty."
Zhou Chenyu smiled again, and made a playful tone: "Your Majesty, please give the sword to your concubine."
Yan Chao then took the sword from the side and handed it to him: "Hurry up, I'm rushing off work."
Zhou Chenyu stood up and grabbed his forearm: "Your Majesty, you are so cruel!"
Feeling his sudden approach, Yan Chao's heart was pounding involuntarily, and he took a step back uncomfortably: "Speak well, don't touch your feet."
Unexpectedly, Zhou Chenyu seemed to find joy in his reaction, and leaned forward intensified: "What's wrong with me and my king?"
Yan Chao couldn't bear it anymore and turned his back on the dressing table: "What do you want?"
Zhou Chenyu was suddenly pulled by him, and before he recovered from the sudden reversal of his position, he stared blankly at him with his big black shiny eyes.
The shocked face was suddenly so close, Yan Chao felt that he was about to be unable to stand it.
At this moment, the door of the dressing room slammed, and before the two could react, they saw He Chenfeng dressed in the appearance of the overlord of Chu standing at the door.
Yan Chao was startled, and bounced off Zhou Chenyu almost like an electric shock.
Zhou Chenyu looked at him and then at He Chenfeng, with an inexplicable expression on his face, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with the posture of the two just now.
He Chenfeng was stunned at the door. He painted the painted face of Chu Bawang. When the circles around his eyes were completely painted black, the whites of his eyes became the size of soybean grains, which made him feel extremely happy.
Yan Chao was embarrassed and wanted to laugh again, and finally he had to cough twice in a guilty conscience.
I heard the voice of the staff from outside the door: "Several teachers prepare, we will start shooting in a quarter of an hour."
Chapter 69
"The soldiers of the Han Dynasty have already swept the ground, the dreads are singing on all sides, the monarch is exhausted, and the humble concubine is still alive-"
After singing this sentence, Yu Ji said to Xiang Yu, "Your Majesty, please give the sword to your concubine."
Xiang Yu waved his hands again and again: "Concubine, you must not seek this short-term view!"
The two couldn't argue for a long time, and they saw Yu Ji suddenly pointing into the distance: "Your Majesty, the Han soldiers have come in!"
Xiang Yu then turned his head and saw Yu Ji suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and cut herself on the stage decisively.
"Crack!"
The director looked at the row of monitors in the studio, and nodded with satisfaction: "The two teachers are indeed professional, one will pass."
After listening to this sentence, Yan Chao, who was sitting under the stage "watching the play", couldn't wait to stand up. The staff at the scene had already walked into the shooting venue and presented bouquets to several of them: "Congratulations on finishing!"
The screenings of the movie are not arranged in chronological order. According to the announcement process, this aria of "Farewell My Concubine" is their last scene today.
After the flowers were delivered, the staff at the scene took another group photo for today's edition.
By this time, it was already midnight, but the media industry is black and white, and everyone is used to it.