I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 11 011. The big wave of scumbag girl

When he came back this time, Xu Xin did not hire a car. Instead, he saw an advertisement posted at the door of a car wash selling a navigation system, so he spent more than three thousand to buy one there.

The glass of the 430 car was originally a bit slanted, and the angle between the windshield and the central control was very small. After the navigation was stuck, there were some blind spots in his field of vision.

Not very comfortable.

He was even more determined to change his car.

I don’t know when my mobile phone will be able to navigate as in my dream...

He felt a little emotional and felt that he was dreaming.

Anyway, it is much more convenient to have navigation.

When he came back, it was not yet 11 o'clock. He did not go home. Instead, he went directly to the makeup artist based on the address on his mobile phone.

The makeup artist was also introduced by Teacher Yu, and the makeup for night scenes is relatively particular.

The light in the room was dark, and if you wanted people to see the actor's face clearly, you needed some special makeup skills. Xu Xin didn't understand it, so he hired a professional like this.

Soon, he drove under an office building. After arriving at the floor according to the other party's address, he saw a woman about the same age as Teacher Yu.

The other party introduced himself as Zhang Qing. Fresh and elegant Qing.

I also saw the other party’s studio.

Not bad, quite professional, not to mention various cosmetics workers, the key is that she also has a photo studio.

"Sister Qing, can I tell you my request?"

Xu Xin said politely.

This person is not a wild person. He was introduced by Teacher Yu. He sat in Zhang Qing's office and started to talk about his makeup requirements with the attitude of "the capable work hard" and "the most respectful".

But in fact, in Zhang Qing's opinion, this request is simply childish.

If her friend hadn't asked her to do it, although she would have taken the job, she would have left it to her makeup artist.

Isn't it just a nightclub makeup? It couldn't be simpler.

High white highlights and less shadows. The thicker the makeup, the better it will look under the lights of the nightclub.

This is the same reason why when you go to a bar to pick up a girl, you often think that the girl is as good-looking as a flower in the bar, but when you go out and sit in a hot pot restaurant, you think the girl looks like a ghost.

As for Zhang Qing, Xu Xin's requirements for the role... are indeed very trivial.

But after all, it was a friend who said, "I am a very interesting student. You should do it well." She had to give him face.

So, after listening to Xu Xin's somewhat superficial words, "I'm shooting in a KTV. The light is not very good. I want people to be able to see their facial features clearly. I don't want to be so handsome. I want to look like a salesman." , and then the girl in the first room should be more charming.” After hearing this request, which sounded like a layman’s talk, she nodded in a serious and responsible manner:

"Okay, no problem. There are nightclub lights in my studio, but in order to meet your requirements, you'd better bring that girl over and bring me to meet her."

When Xu Xin heard this, he immediately followed the instructions and dialed Yang Mi's number.

Who would have thought that just after the call, there was a burst of gasping:

"Ha... um... hello..."

"..."

The first reaction in my mind: Her voice is really special.

The second reaction... OMG, what is this woman doing?

Out of politeness, he hung up the phone.

"……What's the matter?"

Zhang Qing saw that something was wrong with his face and asked curiously.

As a result, before Xu Xin could speak, the phone rang.

It was Yang Mi who called it back.

"Xu Xin, what's wrong... Huh... Huh..."

"Uh...what are you doing?"

Xu Xin subconsciously crossed his legs.

Yang Mi’s side was fair and aboveboard:

"Dance practice, what's wrong?"

"..."

Realizing that he was the one who was dirty, he quickly threw the thoughts out of his mind and said:

"I'm here with Sister Qing. Sister Qing is the makeup artist that Teacher Yu has found for us. Is it convenient for you to come over? Let's order some makeup."

"Now?"

"Um."

"Okay, then I'll go over now and you can send me the address."

"Um."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xin quickly sent the address and heard Zhang Qing say:

"Then come to you first?"

"good."

…

In the dressing room, sitting on the makeup chair with several lights turned on at the same time, Xu Xin, who originally had only a vague concept in his mind, seemed to be inspired. When Zhang Qing came over with a belt full of cosmetics on his waist, he Following the inspiration in his mind, he said:

"Sister Qing, I want that kind of... Have you ever seen the kind of hair that grows too long and doesn't have time to take care of it?"

He pointed to the side bangs on his head... which, according to the dream, looked a bit unnatural.

Zhang Qing was stunned.

"No time to take care of it?"

"Yes, it's the feeling that your hair was originally tangible, but then it grew longer, and then you slept sideways and didn't wash your hair in the morning, so you rushed out to work."

"Oh~~~"

Zhang Qing suddenly realized:

"I understand. Okay, let's start with the hairstyle first? Then your hair..."

"It's okay, I'm planning to change my hairstyle anyway."

The more he looked at his non-mainstream side, the more uncomfortable he became.

He obviously thought he was quite handsome before, but now looking at those slanted bangs, the more he looks at them, the more annoyed he becomes.

There is even a sense of shame.

It's like an older man seeing his young and frivolous self...

"Very dedicated."

Zhang Qing praised Xu Xin's head, then straightened Xu Xin's head, made a few empty gestures in front of the mirror, and then started to cut.

A crunching sound resounded in the dressing room.

…

After a while...

"Let's see how it goes?"

Following Zhang Qing's words, Xu Xin looked at himself in the mirror.

The shape of the hair is completely gone...or it can be vaguely seen that the hair used to have a shape.

But as time went by, it was almost invisible.

At the same time, his hair on the right side looked like it had been knocked down by sleep. There was an extremely obvious turn, and the whole person looked a bit... not to mention sloppy and lazy.

From one glance, you can tell that this man is not refined and doesn't bother to take care of himself.

But Xu Xin was extremely satisfied.

This is the role of "Xu Sanjin" he wants to express.

An ordinary migrant worker in the city.

At this time, Zhang Qing took a coat directly from the clothes rack next to him.

It is the most basic down jacket made of rainproof fabric, with two brown pockets on the chest.

"Put this on, I'm looking for you some black jeans and..."

"You don't want jeans, you want casual pants. The kind of pants that haven't been ironed for a long time, and the trouser lines can't be found, and the knees have obvious bulges...the kind of leather shoes that also have creases..."

"..."

Zhang Qing was speechless, dumbfounded:

"What do you think of me? A treasure bag? You can sit in those pants all afternoon, rub them a lot, and pull them out. As for leather shoes... sprinkle some dust on them, and then go to bed yourself."

"Uh...okay."

Xu Xin thought about it and found that he seemed to have a pair of Dunhills at home.

Just use it for a while.

Then I put on my down jacket.

As soon as she put it on, the door was pushed open, and a staff member walked in with Yang Mi with a bun.

"Xu Xin...uh..."

When she saw the seemingly ordinary man in front of her, she was a little stunned.

This... the contrast is huge.

When we met yesterday, he was still wearing famous brands and smelled like money.

As a result, I took a look today...

"Didn't you wash your hair?"

She was speechless.

But Xu Xin looked happy:

"You think so too?"

"...?"

Under the girl's astonishment, Xu Xin turned to Zhang Qing who was smiling and gave a thumbs up:

"Sister Qing, Niu... Let me introduce you. This is Zhang Qing, Sister Qing, Teacher Yu's good friend. Sister Qing, she is Yang Mi, we are all freshmen."

"Hello, classmate Yang."

Zhang Qing smiled and handed over his hand.

"Hello, Sister Qing."

"Well, Sister Qing, let me go back and get some clothes, and you put on makeup for her first. Let me tell you my requirements... First of all, she doesn't want bangs all the way around, it's too ugly."

"..."

"..."

Yang Mi's mouth twitched...

Zhang Qing was also speechless:

"This is the trend this year. I plan to pair the straight bangs with a small curly hair, similar to the plasma perm..."

“Popular means mediocre.”

Xu Xin shook his head:

"She's not suitable for Xijuan either. This...Classmate Yang, don't move yet."

As he spoke, he walked to Yang Mi.

Yang Mi was very cooperative. After all, actors should obey the director's arrangements.

When Xu Xin came up, she directly covered her bangs and said at the same time:

"I want to score..."

"...Li Zhenxian's kind?"

"Who? Who is salty?"

"Li Zhenxian, do you want to straighten it?"

"No no no."

Under Yang Mi's speechless eyes, Xu Xin directly pulled her hair on both sides from the back to the front shoulders:

"Cut off the bangs, and then I want my hair to be wavy."

"...wool roll?"

"no!"

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to understand, Xu Xin thought for a while and concluded following the thoughts in his mind:

"Scumbag, scumbag, do you understand? Scumbag makes big waves!"

"???"

"???"

Let alone Zhang Qing, Yang Mi was also confused.

Obviously, the two of them still don't understand the aesthetics in dreams.

"It's the kind of wavy curve, you know? You can see the wavy curve when your hair is disheveled..."

"...I'll use a perm iron to give you a look first."

Zhang Qing really didn't understand this classmate Xu's aesthetics.

Shouldn’t the current aesthetic be fireworks perm or ion perm?

What big wave?

Still a scumbag...

Xu Xin nodded:

"Okay, come on, sit here and let Sister Qing do it for you."

"Well……"

Yang Mi opened her mouth.

She is actually quite resistant to others having her hair style changed.

Especially the bangs.

Which celebrity nowadays doesn’t have full bangs?

In the end, he had to do it for himself?

It’s not that she doesn’t have the consciousness to sacrifice for art, but the problem is... this is just a short film, so what?

But at this moment, she suddenly noticed...it seemed that the boy's popular slanted bangs were no longer on his head...

"..."

He pursed his lips unconsciously.

At this time, Xu Xin suddenly said:

"trust me."

"..."

After hesitating for a second, she finally took a step and sat on the chair.

He didn't say much, just closed his eyes.

Then, every time she heard words like "No, no, it should be like this" ringing in her ears, she unconsciously became a little nervous.

Feeling the heat coming from the perm iron, I became more and more uneasy.

Until I heard Zhang Qing’s words:

"Eh?...Don't tell me that it smells like that."

The contract has been signed. Do you still have monthly tickets?