Chapter 88 - 88 Fighting for my idol (2)_1
Rebirth of a Nation's Darling – Prince Charming
88 Fighting for my idol (2)_
In the hot air, her beautiful eyebrows gently stretched, and a smile of enjoyment appeared from the tip of her eyes to the end of her eyebrows. Her bright red lips became even redder when they came into contact with the hot air, and the curve that she raised was both fresh and Noble.
âAre there any other special requirements?â The languid and elegant teenager on the sofa raised his head and asked in a low and mellow voice.
Yang bi regained his senses and looked at the photographer.
The photographer looked at the finished product and sighed. âNo problem! You can change your clothes now!â
If it werenât for si Rongâs reminder, they might have continued to focus on this scene and forgotten that they werenât shooting a movie, but a promotional video and a photo.
Si Rong got down from the sofa and walked into the changing room. He came out about four or five minutes later, wearing the latest fashion that hadnât been released in Japan yet. It was a white t-shirt with a large picture printed on it, a blue shirt in the middle, a dark green knitted jacket, and a pair of folded jeans that revealed half of his ankle. It matched with a pair of Japanese casual shoes.
Yang bixian replied,âIâll take a few in the house first before going outside.â Oh right, â he suddenly remembered something and said to si Rong, ââI wanted to show my love in the last scene, but itâs better to show some signs in the middle. Si Rong, can you act like you have a girlfriend that you like by your side? Even if she doesnât exist.â
âI can try.â Si Rong didnât finish his words.
Yang bi Xian nodded.
There were many men and women surrounding the filming set, and the innermost floor was filled with girls. They were all leaning against the window, watching si Rongâs performance. As the house was sealed off, there was no way to hear the conversation between yang bixian and Si Rong. However, following si Rongâs next move, some of the smarter girls had a rough idea of what was going on. A wave of shrieks rang out-
âThere are so many women here, why do we have to let her Majesty use her powers on the air! Youâre really too evil!â
âThatâs right, didnât they let another boy play in the previous round? Are you looking down on me?â
âAh, I really want His Majesty to see that itâs me. If I donât act as a female pig Trotter, I can be His Majestyâs pet! I donât mind the background wall!â
â.. Are you sure you wonât pounce on si Rong and cause him trouble if you go up?â A sour male voice was heard, â ah-! Who hit me? Iâll tell you the truth, ah ah ah!â
Many of the girls turned around and glared at the direction of the voice, but they could no longer find the boy.Tsk! He deserved it!
Even though si Rong didnât make any promises, yang bixian and the photographer still couldnât find any flaws in her performance.
This kind of worry-free feeling really made people happy and helpless. You performed so well that the photographer didnât feel any sense of accomplishment, okay? And there was a bit of pressure! The other partyâs performance was so amazing in front of him. If he managed to take a picture of the person and it was not as perfect as reality, how could he survive in the photography industry?
The simple living room was si Rongâs home to show off his charm.
The young man leaned back on the sofa and looked up at the camera. His eyes were bright and clear, with a hint of enthusiasm and smile. His red lips were slightly open, and the corners of his mouth naturally curved up, as if he was calling someone softly and gently saying something.
Her feelings were not unrestrained and full of passion, but it was just right to let people feel the youthâs innocence and honesty, pure and beautiful, and her whole person was glowing.
Then the young man picked up the magazine and lay down on the sofa. His long and straight legs rested on the armrest of the double sofa chair, and his head leaned against the cushion on the other end. This posture was relaxed and relaxed, revealing her tall and good figure. Her short black hair was scattered, and her face was even paler under the light. She squinted her eyes happily, and her smile was a little mischievous. She raised the magazine high with one hand.
At that moment, everyone thought that there really was a girl next to them. They wanted to grab the magazine, but the youngster deliberately made fun of them.
Yang bixian looked at it seriously and the smile on his face grew wider.
He was extremely glad that he had chosen si Rong. This child would definitely be popular! His heart was burning with passion, and it was more intense than he had expected!
The more popular si Rong became in the future, the more benefits Japan would receive. If he hadnât chosen si Rong at this time, he might not have been able to get si Rong to endorse his brand again even if he paid several times the price!
âThatâs all for the home photos.â Yang checked the time on his watch. itâs still class time, right? Si Rong, change your clothes and go to the classroom to take a few photos.â
Yang bixianâs decision made the girls excited. They all cheered âthis handsome guy is awesomeâ,â this uncle is not bad, no wonder he can be a senior member of Japanâ, âthis is a wise decisionâ, etc. They completely forgot about their previous dissatisfaction. The contrast made the boys speechless.He must never offend women!
Yang bixian did not know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at the group of people who were staring at him with sparkling eyes and said, ââItâs impossible for a class to be full of girls.â
âHandsome guy, look at me. Itâs okay for me to cross-dress as a guy, right?â A short-haired fat girl with big-rimmed glasses stood out and said proudly, ââI usually wear my dadâs clothes when I walk outside, and no one treats me like a girl! You see, Iâm already working so hard, if you donât choose me, youâll be too heartless!â
Yang bixian was speechless.
In order to be in the same class as your male God, youâre willing to work so hard, do your parents know that?
Yang bixianâs decision proved that he had a heart.
Si Huang had changed into a set of English Academy-style clothes. He wore a light brown knitted top with a white inner shirt that was simple yet elegant. The knitted top had a distinct Diagon pattern, adding a bit of fashion to it. The V-shaped neckline showed off the unruliness and charm of a young man. When he wore it, he looked even more like an English gentleman. The casual style was very suitable for students in school.
Her hair had also been simply styled. She had used styling water to style the hair in front of her forehead into a not-so-exaggerated hairstyle, which made her look more spirited and exquisite.
The door to the classroom opened, and Si Rong was greeted with a shower of passionate gazes the moment he walked in.
âAh ah ah-!â
âSilence!â The teacher on the podium slammed the podium angrily.
This was supposed to be the time for classes at Huaxing art school, but si Rongâs appearance had caused the girls to skip class, leading to the collapse of the class.
At this moment, the teacher looked at si Rong as if he was a scourge.