Chapter 34 Leave some traces to prove that I existed

As the start time of “Operation Red Owl” approached, Chu Yinlong organized two more small-scale script readings. The details of the script are basically determined, and the makeup of the characters is also on the agenda.

Jiang Dao sat in front of the makeup mirror and let the makeup artist fiddle with his face.

Next to him, Chu Yinlong was still making comments: “No, the color is still too tender, and it should be darker… Well, how about adding some special effects like spots and acne marks? These people are desperadoes, and their skin quality is not so good .”

The make-up artist held up the tool and stared at Jiang Dao’s face for a long while, speechless.

“Brother Long, I’ve tried my best to make him ugly…but he’s here, and if he is even more ugly, he won’t go anywhere!”

Chu Yinlong thought for a while, then raised his hand and drew a faint stroke on Jiang Dao’s face: “Here, add a scar.”

The makeup artist took a deep breath, and turned to prepare scar special effects tools.

Seeing Jiang Dao staring at the mirror curiously, Chu Yinlong asked: “You were so beautiful, but now you are painted so ugly, is it acceptable?”

“Yes, I can accept being even uglier.” Jiang Dao didn’t care, “According to the description in the script, Jess is often active in the tropics, and as a member of a criminal organization, he often participates in battles, so there must be scars on his body.” .Combined with wind, sun, and rain, his skin will be rough, and he doesn’t seem like someone who cares about appearance, maybe he doesn’t even bother to shave his beard…”

After listening to a series of long speeches, Chu Yinlong couldn’t help laughing: “Aren’t you afraid that your fans will be scared off?”

Jiang Dao didn’t care: “Take it off, sooner or later.”

Chu Yinlong reached out and patted Jiang Dao on the shoulder, but said nothing.

After another hour, the makeup artist finally dressed Jiang Dao as a dark-skinned desperado according to Chu Yinlong’s request. Sending him out of the dressing room with grief, she stood next to the photographer who fixed the makeup, and sighed.

The photographer wondered: “What’s wrong? Still not satisfied?”

The make-up artist covered his face with his hand: “That’s not… that’s, that’s… I feel too guilty for ruining such a handsome little guy with my own hands.”

Photographer: …

In the field, Jiang Dao stood in front of the camera generously, posing a few poses according to Chu Yinlong’s request.

Fortunately, his role doesn’t need too many expressions, just a cold face is enough, and the single-person makeup photo was taken very smoothly.

Unexpectedly, when Yao Yuhua came on stage and was about to take a group photo with the villains’ makeup, a problem arose.

“No.” Chu Yinlong frowned and stood behind the camera, “It doesn’t feel right.”

“It’s really not right.” The lead actress who came along also frowned.

The two pondered for a moment, looked at each other, and said at the same time: “Jess is wrong.”

Jiang Dao, who was standing beside Yao Yuhua, subconsciously looked at Chu Yinlong.

Chu Yinlong was holding his arms, rubbing his chin gently with one hand, with a dignified expression. Beside him, the screenwriter and the main beauty also had the same contemplation on their faces.

The photographer zoomed in on the camera, looked carefully for a moment, and said in a low voice, “He’s still too conspicuous. How about making the makeup darker?”

“It’s not about makeup.” Chu Yinlong sighed helplessly, “His… temperament is actually not suitable for a bodyguard, uh…”

Seeing that everyone was entangled, Jiang Dao was not shy, and strode up to Chu Yinlong, looking at the camera with his head.

On the small screen of the camera, a group photo of him, Yao Yuhua and another actor was displayed. The villain boss played by Yao Yuhua is a domineering type, while his godson Ning Shao is set up as a brainy and gentle scum. Finally, the bodyguard Jess played by Jiang Dao should be the most silent and inconspicuous of the three One.

It’s a pity that even though the make-up artist did his best, Jiang Dao’s presence in the shot still overwhelmed Ning Shao.

After staring at the screen for a while, the screenwriter suggested: “Why don’t the two of you switch roles?”

Chu Yinlong didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “Jess is all about fighting. I like Xiaodao because he can fight… Could it be that Brother Liu is the bodyguard?”

Hearing this, Liu Xingyun, who played the role of Ning Shao, put on an exaggerated surprise: “I’m playing the bodyguard? That’s over, Xiao Chu’s scene can’t be filmed, my hands and feet are uncoordinated, not to mention playing scenes, the broadcasting media can’t even do it it is good.”

Just when everyone was gloomy, Jiang Dao suddenly said, “Actually, I have an idea.”

Chu Yinlong raised his eyebrows: “What?”

Jiang Dao grinned at him and gave a smirk: “Wait, I’ll give it a try.”

After speaking, he turned around and played again, coming to Yao Yuhua’s side.

“Teacher Yao, I offended you.” Jiang Dao apologized.

“It’s okay, do as you want.” Yao Yuhua smiled kindly, sitting on the chair, very relaxed, with a look of letting others do what they want.

So Jiang Dao stepped forward and sat in…Yao Yuhua’s arms generously.

He put one arm around Yao Yuhua’s neck, and gently placed one hand on Yao Yuhua’s shoulder. He leaned against Yao Yuhua’s body, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the camera, but his eyes were cold.

All was silent.

Chu Yinlong’s Adam’s apple trembled unconsciously, and the hand hanging by his side curled up slightly.

He looked at Jiang Dao sitting in Yao Yuhua’s arms, feeling a little stuffy in his chest for some reason, so he slowly took a deep breath, trying to relieve the strange boredom.

Next to him, the screenwriter slapped his hands suddenly: “Yes!”

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Chu Yinlong’s sleeve: “I think it’s okay! You see—in our original setting, He Zhenhai has no family, and his godson He Ning is just his toolman, so he will take in someone who is very good at fighting. It’s no problem if your lover is by your side as a part-time bodyguard! You can still catch him by surprise!”

As he spoke, he opened the tablet computer: “I’ll see how to change it, and I don’t need to move too much, it must be fine!”

The photographer stared at the camera for a while, and then smiled: “Then, Teacher Yao, please be more intimate with your movements, and I’ll try to take a few pictures.”

“Don’t shoot yet.” Chu Yinlong interrupted.

After a pause, he sighed softly: “…Give him a new look.”

…

Forty minutes later, Jiang Dao came out of the dressing room after finishing her new styling.

He changed into a sleeveless vest, revealing his muscular and graceful arms. His lower body was fitted with tight-fitting jeans, and the leather boots on his feet had not been changed. His arms were still wrapped with blood-stained gauze, and there were small scars on his skin. It has not been erased, and the wildness that belongs to the outlaws has not diminished in the slightest.

However, in order to fit the new identity, the stylist added a collar around Jiang Dao’s neck—black, leather, with a cold metal ring in the middle clasping his Adam’s apple, bringing a sense of being controlled and domesticated.

The makeup has also changed naturally—although the skin tone is still slightly darker, but the facial scars and rough grainy texture have been removed, and the tone of the eyes has been adjusted, so that the character has a hint of charm while remaining wild.

Chu Yinlong silently sized up Jiang Dao a few times, seemed to be quite satisfied, nodded and said, “Go and shoot.”

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and continued to look at his phone.

Jiang Dao came to the scene, and took several group photos with Yao Yuhua under the orders of the main artist and the photographer.

Now, both the main artist and the photographer are satisfied—Jiang Dao obviously changed to a more daring and unconventional identity, but he just managed to control this identity, so that the unconventional “same-sex lover” is better than the conventional “bodyguard”. It seems more reasonable.

Glancing at Jiang Dao sitting in the man’s arms, Chu Yinlong looked down at the phone screen.

A message just happened to come in: “The personal information was obtained by Galaxy Media, and it was filled in by the artist himself. For the sake of crisis public relations, it should be all true information.”

Rubbing the edge of the phone with his fingers for a moment, Chu Yinlong replied: “Got it.”

Then he pressed the lock screen, looked up at the shooting site, swiped to unlock it again, called up the camera, and quickly took a picture of the scene.

Jiang Dao suddenly tilted his head, looked at Chu Yinlong, and licked the corner of his mouth at him.

Chu Yinlong frowned, glanced at the photo in his hand, quickly deleted and emptied it, pressed the lock screen again, and leaned back in his chair leisurely.

By the time all the makeup photos were taken satisfactorily, it was already past eight o’clock in the evening.

Jiang Dao hadn’t bought a car yet, and Chu Yinlong’s assistant left to do other things and hadn’t come back yet, so he had to take out his mobile phone to take a taxi.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in Jiang Dao’s field of vision, gently blocking the phone screen.

Jiang Dao looked up, and saw Chu Yinlong withdraw his hand: “No need to take a taxi, I’ll take you back, let’s go.”

Hearing that his tone could not be refuted, Jiang Dao didn’t hesitate at all, and got into the car of Yingdi Chu without any psychological burden.

It wasn’t until the car drove out of the basement that Jiang Dao realized that it was drizzling outside.

Outside the car, the lights were smashed by raindrops on the glass.

In the car, neither of them spoke at first, and the silence lasted for a long time before Chu Yinlong spoke after deliberating, “Just now, why did you think of changing the bodyguard into a same-sex lover?”

Jiang Dao was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the screenwriter and the main beauty were still working overtime at this time, and couldn’t help but feel apologetic: “Ah, I changed the role without authorization, am I causing trouble? Will it affect the start-up time?”

“It doesn’t matter.” Chu Yinlong said, “There were not many descriptions about the background of the villains, and they didn’t arrange family members for them. The bodyguards were changed to… lovers. Only a few lines need to be changed.”

Jiang Dao was relieved: “That’s good. I also had a sudden idea. I thought it might be too bold, but I didn’t expect to be able to change it like this in the end.”

After a moment of silence, Chu Yinlong said: “Generally speaking, such an unconventional role is hard to think of… how did you think of it?”

Jiang Dao relaxed in the seat, leaning his arms on the lower edge of the car window, and replied with a smile, “I’ve seen it.”

“Have you seen it?” Chu Yinlong frowned.

“That’s right,” Jiang Daoyi took it for granted, “I’ve seen it with my own eyes.”

In the post-apocalyptic wasteland outside the book, due to frequent disasters, constant wars, and precarity, people live more recklessly than in the world in this book. Not to mention hugging and kissing same-sex lovers in the street, it is not uncommon for people to play crazier.

In this book, however, the world is different.

If you want to see same-sex couples who behave intimately with your own eyes, you must either have close friends who don’t shy away from it, or you can only do so in certain special places.

Chu Yinlong coughed lightly, and his tone was a little stiff: “You are considered a public figure now, try not to go to sensitive places, bars, nightclubs…especially places that are not so popular…If you are photographed by Yuji, the impact will not be great. it is good.”

Jiang Dao blinked his eyes, as if he understood, but he didn’t seem to understand the meaning behind the words.

Chu Yinlong glanced at Jiang Dao from the corner of his eye, and sighed helplessly: “If you want to play and drink, there are people in the circle who open private bars, I can take you to play…it is safer than going outside.”

“I know, fire, theft, and paparazzi!” Jiang Dao quoted a sentence he read from this book, and then gave a low laugh.

“Look, even if you’re an actor and you’ve reached this level, as long as you’re in the entertainment industry, you still have to hide. If you don’t pay attention, your life will be stripped away, and you have to care about your public image , worrying about setting a bad example for everyone…”

Having said that, he turned his head to look at Chu Yinlong, and asked with a smile, “…Aren’t you tired?”

Originally, he was persuading newcomers, but he became the one being questioned, and Chu Yinlong couldn’t help laughing.

He thought for a while, and replied calmly: “Tired is tired… But rather than being free and oblivious to everyone, I hope to leave some traces in this world to prove that I have existed.”

Leave some traces in this world… prove that I existed?

Jiang Dao murmured in his heart and repeated it, suddenly feeling a little shocked.

He once thought that people in the entertainment industry were only after fame and money, but he never thought that excellent literary and artistic works can actually break through the shackles of time and let the world remember them.