Businesswomen such as the doctor of the rebirth space

Chapter 346 Tailor-made (2)
Ye Chen and the excited Zhao Weiru came to the set early in the morning.

This is a new film and television base rented by Yaya from Ogilvy. The lease period is two weeks, and the time is a little rushed.

When Ye Chen got there, Zhao Jiaying and the little girl named Lin Xin were already waiting there.

"Miss Ye, you're here. This is the place where our commercial was filmed today. Take a look first and see if you have any dissatisfaction. Besides, this is the actor I'm looking for, Lin Xin." Pushing out his heart, he said without stopping.

Ye Chen smiled and nodded towards Lin Xin.

This is a very gentle and beautiful girl, her eyes are as clear and moving as a deer, her facial features are exquisite, and she can be photographed among the clouds of beauties in the entertainment industry.

More importantly, she seems to have a kind of temperament on her body.

Gentle and virtuous.

Different from Zhao Weiru's pungent and fiery features, Lin Xin seems to be more suitable for watching in the window.

Ye Chen nodded without showing any signs, smiled kindly at Lin Xin, and stretched out his hand: "Miss Lin, I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." When Lin Xin smiled, her brows and eyes were curved, very beautiful.

Suddenly, Lin Xin found that this confident and calm Ms. Ye suddenly froze, staring blankly at her back.

There was an unknown light flickering in those eyes that were full of water.

Surprised, moved, and even a little bit of nostalgia.

The longing that is too thick to dissolve.

Following Miss Ye's gaze, she looked back and was also stunned.

This is an extremely noble and handsome man, dressed in pure white casual clothes, with a bouquet of fiery roses on his chest.

Even the warm roses couldn't offset the slightest coldness on the man's body.

His expression was as cold as water, like the first frost in the morning of autumn, proud and moving.It was also like a sharp sword clanging out of its sheath, with a flash of cold light, splitting a line of warm sunlight, and the icy cold leaked in, making people shiver from the cold.

When the small staff of the film and television city looked at her, they couldn't help but come back to take a serious look, then looked away, and then came back to take a serious look.

A typical drunken man doesn't care about alcohol.

Lin Xin couldn't help laughing, but suddenly met the man's gaze, and suddenly it was like a basin of cold water was poured from head to foot, making the frozen man shiver.

cool off -

What kind of eyes are these, dark and cold, without a trace of light, like the extremely obscure and desperate darkness before dawn.

Like a lone wolf.

She took two steps back without a trace.

In the blink of an eye, he saw the man's eyes fall on Miss Ye's face.

Unexpectedly, he seemed to be a different person, his thick black eyes were dyed with a warm light, and he no longer saw the darkness and despair just now.

Dote on, love, miss.

Too thick to melt, too deep to see through.

She thought, she began to envy that Miss Ye a little bit.

Ye Chen's fair skin looked a little transparent under the bright spring light, and the golden sunlight seemed to be dancing on his face, mottled with many golden spots.

She smiled, eyebrows and eyes curved: "Are you here?"

Zhao Mohan also raised the corners of his lips, this smile melted away a little coldness, and the whole person looked handsome: "Well, I'm here."

It's just a simple question and answer, but it gives people a feeling of intimacy that can't be inserted.

It's like an old couple who have been together for many years.

Ye Chen tilted his head, and said rather coquettishly: "Then let's start working now. Let's go, Mr.—"

The last sound was deliberately prolonged, and there was actually a bit of lingering flavor under Ye Chen's cold voice.

Silky strands, soaked in people's hearts.

Zhao Mohan's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips curled up faintly, with a smile that no one else could detect, and said in a faint voice: "Let's go."

As he said that, he took a step with his long legs and stepped out first.

Ye Chen smiled and followed.

Because Ye Chen's ancient costumes took a lot of time, it was separated from the shooting of the other two plans.

Here, Ye Chen sat in front of the vanity mirror, waiting for the makeup artist to apply her makeup.

After half an hour.

The make-up artist put down the buddy in his hands with satisfaction, and shouted: "Okay. You're done."

Ye Chen asked in surprise, "So fast?"

How did she remember those celebrities saying that makeup is the most time-consuming, and it takes two to three hours to do it, and many celebrities stay up because they don't want to re-makeup.

The makeup artist smiled and said: "Originally, it wouldn't be so fast if I changed to other people. Thanks to Ms. Ye's good foundation, her skin is even better than those celebrities who put on makeup, which saved me more than an hour. Can you hurry up?" ……"

Ye Chenmo.

Sure enough, an hour or two.

The Hunyuan Jue is still very effective in this respect.

She glanced at herself in the mirror, slightly absent-minded.

Although it is not the first time to wear ancient costumes, it still feels different every time I change into this heavy clothes.

This time, her appearance was that of a pure and passionate young lady, dressed in a flamboyant red dress, with a soft whip wrapped around her waist, making her waist even more slender.

On her head is a flying cloud bun, which floats as she walks, very lively and delicate.

Layers of red trains look like blooming lotus, and they look like burning clouds dyed red in the sky, an especially moving color.

While walking, you can faintly see the snow-white shoes embroidered with plum blossoms.

The makeup artist joked, "This is really the No. 1 I've seen wearing such a beautiful ancient costume over the years. Such a good innate condition. It's a waste not to be in the entertainment industry."

Ye Chen just smiled and said nothing.

She originally had a calm and indifferent temperament, and she liked to wear blue and white colors, and she rarely tried such overly enthusiastic colors.

So, it was unexpected that she would be like this without her wearing the red dress.

She raised the corners of her lips, a smile dyed the corners of her eyes.

I don't know what kind of appearance Zhao Mohan will have.

Just as he was thinking, the door creaked open, and a silent scholar walked in through it.

He is really a scholar, wearing a Confucian white gown, with a bun hanging on his head, fastened with a green wooden hairpin, and holding a scholar fan in his hand.

No matter how you look at it, you are dressed in a scholarly attire, but it gives people a strange sense of disobedience.

Ye Chen couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing, his eyes rolled on Zhao Mohan, and finally his stomach hurt from laughing.

The moment Zhao Mohan saw Ye Chen, his eyes were not without amazement, but he was gradually confused by Ye Chen's smile, a little inexplicable.

(End of this chapter)