Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Xia An'an thought that Song Ci was so ugly and rustic, and he liked those exaggerated makeup and accessories all day long. How could he be this noble and elegant looking young man in front of him?
A person's appearance can change, but his temperament cannot be changed.

Song Ci passed by her, and naturally heard her whisper, but didn't respond.

Seeing that Xia An'an hadn't come for so long, the agent looked at Xia An'an with some doubts when he returned the same way: "Why didn't you keep up?"

"I accidentally bumped into someone just now, so I was a little slower." Xia Anan took the water from Li Nian with a smile, and spoke softly: "Thank you, sister Nian."

Li Nian sighed, Xia An'an's star is too good and too soft, even if someone bullied her, she would respond with courtesy and gentleness, she didn't know how Xia An'an's previous manager had led her to live in such a muddy and dark place in the entertainment industry for so long with this kind of character.

After getting along for a year, she is still too naive.

Li Nian raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows.

What happened last year was enough to scare her, and she hoped that it would never happen again.

……

Song Ci had already been brought by Wen Zhuo'an to the front dressing room, and he pointed with a smile: "This room is reserved for you alone."

Song Ci hooked the corners of her lips: "Thank you very much."

Wen Zhuoan took him by the shoulders and led him in. There was still a smile in his voice: "Okay, okay, go in and put on your makeup. Today we will shoot your scene first."

Song Ci nodded and walked in. The make-up artist had already arrived, but when he looked up and saw the person, his eyes immediately flashed with amazement.

"With makeup on?"

Song Ci shook his head: "No."

The make-up artist pulled him to the chair next to him. The closer he got, the more he felt that Song Ci looked more and more beautiful. His skin was fair and delicate. His whiteness was as warm and moist as porcelain, revealing a unique warmth, especially the pair of eyes were surprisingly beautiful.

At first she thought the boy was wearing colored contact lenses, but upon closer inspection it turned out to be his original eye color, which is so unique, light amber color like honey, with red lips and white teeth, so there is no need for makeup at all.

She has been a make-up artist for many years and has read countless handsome men and beauties, but there has never been anyone who can make her so amazing like Song Ci.

"If everyone looked like you, what would a makeup artist do?" She sighed, unable to use the makeup sponge in her hand.

"I don't think you need makeup at all."

She felt that even if he put on makeup like this, it would be ineffective, and on the contrary, it would greatly reduce his original appearance.

Makeup artist Li Wen could only make Song Ci smaller according to the characters in the original book. After all, Fu An in the original book is a 14-year-old boy, and her heart almost melted when she saw Song Ci after the painting.

The boy looked even more immature, his eyes were crystal clear, he nodded slightly to himself and smiled: "Thank you."

"You're welcome!"

Liwen looked at Song Ci's appearance, looked at the tender little one, and shouted how cute and handsome this person is.

But the fly in the ointment is that the little handsome guy seems to be a bit tall, but his body proportions are very good, so he doesn't look too big.

Song Ci went to the fitting room to change, waiting for him to come out.

The ink smudged sleeves were lifted slightly.

All eyes were on him.

Song Ci raised his eyes and blinked: "What's wrong?"

Wen Zhuo'an was stunned, and so was Master Liu. It felt like Fu An had really walked in front of him.

"You boy! You boy!"

Wen Zhuoan immediately stepped forward to give him a hand.

Song Ci heard his tone of hating iron and steel, thinking that he had done something wrong, but he didn't expect to hear his next sentence.

"Song Ci, how many Fu An's have you eaten!"

Song Ci shook his head amusedly.

Not much to say about the location where Wen Zhuoan took him to film.

Chen Pan has already personally guided there.

……

The prince went boating, accompanied by Fu An, and this time he met the girl who had amazed him all his life.

Fu An was standing by the side of the boat. Although the boy at that time was full of bookishness, his eyes were still a little immature.

He looked up at the sky, raised his finger slightly, turned around and said to the person opposite, "It's raining."

"Let's go."

A slightly weak voice came out of the luxurious boat, and it made him cough after a while.

"Prince." Fu An walked in with nervous eyes, and carefully helped him up.

"I'm fine." The voice was very gentle, but it sounded like a sigh, and he said: "The imperial doctor said that I won't live to be 20 years old. If one day I really die, you can go..."

Song Ci disagreed and said: "They are all quack doctors, Duan can't believe it, the prince will live a long life."

The camera zoomed in, and Song Ci's slightly trembling fingers could be clearly seen tightly grasping the Prince's arm, and his eyelashes trembled.

The one who was most surprised was Chen Pan, who had been silent all the time. His eyes were a little shocked. Song Ci's expressive power was so good, and he showed all kinds of details to the fullest.

If Wen Zhuo'an hadn't said that he had never acted before, he would have thought that the young man in front of him was actually an old actor in disguise.

"Card!"

"Pass!"

With a sound, Song Ci let go of his grip on the man's arm, and apologized: "Sorry, I was a little too hard just now."

The man who played the role of the prince stood up and gave a good smile: "It's okay." Then he said: "You performed really well."

"Thank you, senior has performed better, so I naturally want to learn from you." Song Ci blinked, a little playfully.

"I'm so disgusted, the senior naturally wouldn't dare to be that!" The man smiled and immediately waved his hands.

"Is your name Song Ci? When I passed by just now, I heard Director Wen say that my name is Wen Zhiyi."

Song Ci heard his name and looked at him, feeling that this name really matched this gentle and elegant man.

"Your name sounds nice."

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