For The Ten-Year Appointment, We, The Fans, Went To Changbai Mountain

"action!"

Song Chen sat in the director's chair, staring at the monitor screen seriously, raising the walkie-talkie in his hand from time to time to issue instructions to the cameras at each position.

"Camera No. 1 is out!"

"Camera No. 2 moves forward to give Zhang Qiling a close-up of his unicorn tattoo!"

"Camera No. 3 will take a short shot and finally freeze it."

"Be careful of noise interference during on-site radio reception..."

In the monitor screen, Xiao Yang, who had his upper body bare and exposed his perfect muscles, immediately entered the scene and glanced around with a stern face, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Emmm, it feels like something is missing?"

Song Chen held his chin with his right hand and kept looking at Xiao Yang through the monitor screen.

Try to find out what makes you imperfect.

"It's okay to keep your upper body naked, it's okay to have the Kirin tattoo transformed, and the abs are also... Oh, I know!"

"The sweat is no longer flowing through the abdominal muscles, and the muscles all over the body are reflected under the sweat!"

Song Chen suddenly clapped his hands, and then gave a few instructions to the steward next to him.

"Go get a bottle of water and a bottle of oil-based moisturizer. If you can't get it, peanut oil will do."

"Okay, director."

Although he didn't understand, the field manager still obeyed Song Chen's words and ran out to find the props Song Chen needed.

Soon, the field attendant came back with water and a bottle of peanut oil.

"Director, I couldn't find a suitable oil-based moisturizer..."

"Okay, let's make do."

Ever since, Song Chen came to Xiao Yang with a handful of peanut oil.

Song Chen ignored Xiao Yang, just opened the water bottle and poured the water on Xiao Yang first.

"What does it mean?!"

Xiao Yang didn't understand Song Chen's move, but Song Chen stayed away from Xiao Yang and started to observe.

Then Song Chen shook his head in disappointment and sighed: "Otherwise it still won't work.

After saying this, Song Chen picked up the peanut oil barrel placed on the ground.

Xiao Yang watched with confusion as Song Chen opened the lid of the peanut oil.

Watching Song Chen pour peanut oil on his hands, his mind was suddenly filled with a lot of question marks.

Suddenly, Xiao Yang noticed Song Chen's strange eyes staring at his abdominal muscles.

An unpleasant thought suddenly came to his mind, and he quickly asked.

"Wait, wait, it's not what I think!.~?"

"Just think of it as dedicating yourself to art, and by the way, keep this part of the shooting as a behind-the-scenes feature.

Song Chen pressed her peanut oil-covered hands on Xiao Yang's abdominal muscles and turned to the cameraman.

"oh oh,"

The cameraman quickly started filming and captured the entire scene of Song Chen giving Xiao Yang a peanut oil massage.

Two minutes later, he looked at Xiao Yang's muscles that were glistening with oil.

Song Chen came behind the camera to observe the picture effect.

Although Xiao Yang's body surface is shiny at this time in the picture.

But Xiao Yang himself has a very handsome face, and the indifferent expression on his face as Zhang Qiling.

Coupled with the threat brought by the unicorn tattoo on his chest, Xiao Yang didn't look greasy at all at this time.

Instead, it exudes a masculine beauty.

But simply like this, Song Chen is not satisfied enough.

Start using the ability of a world-class director to adjust the lens and adjust the light and shadow ratio to the most appropriate angle.

Song Chen nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad, this feels right!"

“I don’t feel good……………………”

Xiao Yang's whispered complaint was ignored by everyone present, and everyone began to take photos around him, who was dressed in light.

Don't tell me yet.

After Song Chen did this, Xiao Yang's muscles looked much more handsome and more three-dimensional.

After the interlude of being covered in oil.

Song Chen quickly finished filming Xiao Yang's last scene.

Then Song Chen gathered the crew and shouted with a loudspeaker.

"Today is Xiao Yang's last day on the set, so I decided to hold a grand farewell party for him tonight!"

"Everyone is free to eat tonight!! It is open to drink!!"

"Oh oh oh!!"

With these words, there was a happy response from everyone in the crew.

It doesn’t matter if we send you off or not, the important thing is that you can drink again!

Xiao Yang: "Are you polite? Give me some sadness at least!"

At eight o'clock that night, Longhua Entertainment's "Sand Sea" Bibo, which was established on Bibo, suddenly released brand-new news.

What was released was a video of Song Chen personally applying peanut oil to Xiao Yang.

As soon as this video came out.

Many fans couldn't help but rushed under the scarf and started leaving messages.

[Ahhh! I thought I wouldn’t receive any messages during the filming! But when I saw it today, I discovered that the scarf has been updated!!]

[Grandpa! The scarf you are following has been updated. 】

[Hiss! Can I watch this video!? Xiao Yang’s abdominal muscles and chest muscles!! Hey hey hey! 】

[Shouldn’t the point be that the director of Song Chen personally anointed Xiao Yang!!]

[No, no! The point is the peanut oil that has been opened at Director Song Chen’s feet!]

[Pfft hahaha! This crew is too crazy! They put peanut oil on people’s bodies! Isn’t it too bad!!]

[Tsk, tsk, Director Song’s technique is okay. By the way, are you talking about Director Song and Brother Yang!!]

[No! No! What kind of weird CP is this! 】

[Ahem, actually I found that Xiao Yang’s body was even darker when he was smeared with peanut oil! 】

【How amazing! Applying oil to your body does not make you look greasy, but makes you look more handsome!】

[It is indeed! It is indeed! Those abdominal muscles that are shining faintly look like they have just finished exercising, so astringent! 】

[I have to say! Director Song Chen must be good at it! These things can be revealed in advance!]

【I can’t help but watch this scene in the cinema!】

【Stop talking! Let’s charge! Let’s charge!】

Liu Pinhua, who was still working at Longhua Entertainment, saw this scarf.

Everyone laughed until their stomach hurt.

"I have already imagined Xiao Yang's dark face, hahaha.

Liu Pinhua happily patted the armrest of the sofa.

"Yeah...…………………

The boss next to him was concerned about the impact of this scarf.

"The attention of "Sand Sea" has exploded. It was already very popular, but after this video."

"A whole three items on the hot search list are about "Sand Sea"! And they are all in the top few!"

The boss of Longhua Entertainment was dumbfounded. He must know that his hot searches usually rely on truth.

I didn’t expect that in Song Chen’s hands, just posting a tidbit would become a hot search topic.

Liu Pinhua turned his head and said seriously.

"So I have already said that if Song Chen can be hired into our company, he will definitely make money!"

"Well, I believe it."

The boss of Longhua Entertainment nodded seriously in approval.

At the same time, I began to think about how to snatch Song Chen away from the tourism bureau (Zhao's).

Jingle bells, jingle bells.

The phone on Jiang Mingqing's desk suddenly rang while he was busy at the tourism bureau.

"Hello?"

Jiang Yueqing directly reached out his left hand to pick up the microphone and put it to his ear, while his right hand continued to rewrite the document.

The documents are all about the Changbai Mountain Scenic Area, the soaring ticket prices and the income from various surrounding facilities.

"Is it Deputy Director Jiang?"

"It's me, you are the General Administration."

Jiang Yueqing immediately recognized the voice of his immediate boss, and looked a little surprised.

If the Director-General had something to do, shouldn't he call Old Man Wang? Why did he call me?

"Ahem, it's me. I have something to ask you this time."

"Excuse me, what's going on?"

Listening to the voice of the director on the other side of the phone, Jiang Yueqing stretched and leaned on the back of the chair.

Suddenly, the buttons of her blouse were subjected to a force that should not have been endured.

"I heard that Comrade Song Chen is related to Deputy Director Jiang. Is he... your nephew?"