The Universally Adored Top Star with Godlike Looks Only Wants to Play Cannon Fodder
Chapter 89

Poster shoot

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Song Shi'an awkwardly wiped his mouth with a tissue. "Sorry, Senior Ye, I just suddenly saw someone familiar and glanced at them a few more times."

Ye Qinghe smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, we've met before."

Song Shi'an was even more embarrassed. She'd made a lasting impression. Was it too late to dig a hole and bury himself in it now...?

He forced a smile, "Hahaha... Senior Ye still remembers?"

Ye Qinghe glanced in Lin Fan's direction. "Do you mind if I sit down and we talk?"

Lin Fan quickly picked up his plate and ran to sit down next to Song Shi'an, giving the seat opposite him to Ye Qinghe.

After Ye Qinghe sat down, she glanced around the table and at the several empty plates stacked on the small cart next to her. She could eat quite a lot; she was a little envious.

To maintain her voice and figure, she hasn't dared to eat like this for several years, and she even has to calculate her carbohydrate intake by the gram.

Ye Qinghe didn't mince words. "I've watched quite a few videos of you online recently; the drama is well-made."

Song Shi'an didn't understand what this meant. Why was she suddenly praising him? Something was definitely up! He looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Ye Qinghe coughed twice. "I'm missing a male lead for my next song's music video, and I'd like to ask you to participate. The appearance fee will definitely satisfy you."

Song Shi'an only heard blah blah blah... appearance fee... satisfied.

His brain automatically filtered out everything that had come before, leaving only these two keywords playing in a loop in his mind.

Seeing that his brother wasn't making a move, Lin Fan got impatient and nudged him with his knee under the table. No, it was the music video for the queen of pop! So many people would kill for a chance to be in it, Ye Qinghe had personally invited him. What was his brother doing standing there like that?!

Song Shi'an snapped out of his daze, "I've never filmed a music video, I've only played supporting roles in a few dramas, is that inappropriate?"

Ye Qinghe smiled, "Don't worry about that. The music video is easy to shoot. There are no lines. You just need to appear in a few shots. Your agent should have already received my collaboration offer. I look forward to our collaboration."

Song Shi'an was a little confused. How did he end up appearing in Ye Qinghe's music video so inexplicably?

He suppressed his excitement and politely said, "Okay, I look forward to cooperating."

Ye Qinghe stood up. "Then I'll be going now. You guys enjoy your meal, see you next time."

See you next time.

Ye Qinghe turned around and took two steps, then suddenly stopped, took something out of her bag, placed it on the table, and left without saying a word.

Song Shi'an picked it up curiously and saw that it was a certain brand of digestive tablets.

He was silent for a moment, then took one out of the box and handed it to Lin Fan: " This Senior Ye, don't waste it."

Lin Fan looked at the digestive tablets his brother handed him, then at the stack of empty plates on the table. "Brother, are you sure this is for me...?"

He'd only taken a few bites when his brother had already devoured half the table's food, even the rosemary and cherry tomatoes used for decoration.

She silently pushed the digestive tablets back to him. "Brother, why don't you take a few more?"

On his way home, Fang Yancheng received a bill from the restaurant. His eyes widened in shock. What had those two eaten that night? The bill was equivalent to a month's salary for him! But it was good, though; at least the company was footing the bill, saving him from having his salary deducted arbitrarily...

After dinner, the two went downstairs to a suite. It turned out that 30,000 yuan was for a large single-level apartment with several rooms, and the living room was twice the size of the villa he was currently living in.

Lin Fan helped him tidy up his things in the master bedroom. Song Shi'an curiously wandered around the room. The space was really big, probably several hundred square meters.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can overlook the entire city's night view. The traffic below merges into ribbons of light, and the distant high-rise buildings are lit up with twinkling lights.

Rich people really know how to enjoy life. The room was equipped with all kinds of juices and wines, and the refrigerator was packed full of fruits and desserts.

He took a picture of the night view with his phone and sent it to the F4 Group: "Brothers, don't miss me too much, I'm doing great here."

Chi Xun: "..."

Jiang Ye: "..."

Pei Zhiyan: "The night view is nice, but I remember we have a better suite. I'll upgrade you; the view will be even better then."

Song Shi'an: "... It still has to be President Little Pei."

That's what a domineering CEO is like, he has people everywhere. But this is a company arrangement for him, so he might as well stay. He can come back and experience what a presidential suite is like when he's richer.

Pei Zhiyan frowned as he looked at the reply on the screen. What did he mean by that? Wouldn't it be better to upgrade to a suite? This suite's orientation didn't offer the best view of the night scene. The presidential suite on the east side could see both the river view and the city center.

Song Shi'an was excited all night, tossing and turning in bed scrolling through his phone until he finally fell asleep at three in the morning.

He was woken up by a knock on the door after only a short while. He reached out from under the covers, grabbed his phone, and glanced at the time. He felt that his body was awake, but his soul was still asleep.

Lin Fan pushed open the door and came in. Seeing his brother's appearance, he knew he had stayed up late again last night. "Brother, be at the photo studio at nine o'clock to shoot the poster. You're Altay first thing tomorrow morning. The coach there is already waiting for you to go for training."

After listlessly washing up, Song Shi'an was led to the photography studio. The makeup artist smiled at the person in front of her, inwardly screaming, "Why did you bring me here? How am I supposed to do this?!"

An outdoor brand only needs light makeup, but this person could just wash their face and go on camera. She's going to lose her job...

After dawdling for a while, I applied some lip tint to his lips and trimmed his eyebrows a little. Done.

The filming director stared at her for a while, then patted the makeup artist on the shoulder. "Your skills have improved quite a bit; you can't even tell you're wearing makeup anymore."

The makeup artist gave a sheepish laugh, "Oh, no, no."

Besides the ski suit I tried on last night, the new winter collection also includes a casual windbreaker, suitable for everyday wear.

A light-colored hooded windbreaker with a watercolor-like pattern, featuring a loose and neat fit, with the zipper partially open to reveal a basic white crew neck T-shirt underneath.

A silver Cuban necklace adorns the neck, adding a touch of cool sophistication, while a pair of silver headphones hangs at the side, creating a look that is both casual and trendy.

He paired the outfit with black flared wide-leg trousers, the trouser legs draping beautifully and the hems just covering the tops of his shoes. A square silver belt buckle at the waist adds a visual touch, creating a clean yet rebellious youthful cool vibe.

Lin Fan watched from the side, silently comparing his brother's legs to his own. His brother's legs were longer than his life...

The director nodded in satisfaction, and the cameraman's hands never stopped, pressing the shutter like it was in burst mode.

Song Shi'an changed poses one after another: leaning against the wall, turning his head, one hand in his pocket, walking with his head down while wearing headphones. Each time he changed a pose, the photographer let out a satisfied sigh.

It was past 3 PM when the entire new series was filmed. Song Shi'an was just about to change his clothes when the director walked over and said, "Mr. Song, let's work together again next time!"

Song Shi'an nodded politely. "I definitely will if I have the chance."

The director was overjoyed. Someone with such a natural camera presence is bound to have a bright future; Fengtu has truly struck gold.

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