APTnovel Chapter 38 Acting as an oiran?
Chapter 38 Acting as an oiran?
Upon hearing the word "money," Jiang Bai paused slightly in his steps.
The ears twitched.
Although he has money now, he hasn't become rich yet.
Who would complain about having too much money?
Seeing that there was a chance, Zhuang Han quickly held up one finger:
"one thousand!"
"If you're willing to come, you can get paid immediately after the performance!"
"Cash! WeChat! Alipay! Anything is fine!"
"It's just a short walk, less than ten minutes, and it costs a thousand yuan!"
Jiang Bai turned around.
Her face, which had been as cold as ice, instantly blossomed with warmth and joy.
Those cold, clear eyes were now gleaming with a light that seemed to gleam with the power of money.
One thousand dollars?
Just going through the motions?
It's only a matter of ten minutes, isn't it?
Ten minutes costs 1,000, an hour costs 6,000, and a day of 24 hours costs 140,000!
This is cash!
It's cash that you can immediately use to eat hot pot, drink milk tea, or buy skincare products!
Moreover, it's just a cameo role; I'll leave right after the performance, and there's no need to sign a contract or undergo a medical examination.
This deal is a great one!
Jiang Bai looked at Zhuang Han and gave him a bright smile.
"Big brother."
"You know I'm the most soft-hearted person."
"Let's consider that we're all just trying to make a living."
"I'll help you with this!"
Zhuang Han was overjoyed and almost knelt down before Jiang Bai.
"Thank you! Thank you, heroine!"
"Quick, quick! Come with me!"
"The director is practically going crazy with worry!"
……
then.
Amidst the astonished gazes of the large crowd gathered outside Studio 3.
That stunningly beautiful woman who just had a "widowed" expression on her face.
His expression changed instantly.
They ran off like the wind, following the burly martial arts instructor.
He even ran faster than that strong man.
"this……"
"What kind of plot is this now?"
"Could it be that another production team snatched it away?"
"They took him away for a thousand dollars? That's way too cheap!"
……
Studio 5.
A period martial arts drama called "Sword's Roar in the Jianghu" is being filmed here.
Compared to the exquisite palace style of Yu Zheng's place, this place appears more rugged and has a more江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) feel.
Everywhere there were swords, spears, and halberds, and everywhere there were beggars' disciples dressed in tattered clothes.
Zhuang Han, carrying Jiang Bai, rushed into Studio 5 with sparks flying, as if holding a fragile, priceless piece of Yuan blue and white porcelain.
Before I even stepped inside, a violent outburst of noise ripped the curtain off the doorway.
"Where are they?! Where did Laozi and Zhuangzi go?!"
"What time is it! The sun is about to set!"
"If you don't bring him back soon, I'll hang him on the wire for a whole day!"
That voice was strong and resonant, with a very high level of vocal cord resonance.
Clearly, the director is on the verge of going berserk and is ready to transform into the Hulk at any moment.
Zhuang Han wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and turned to Jiang Bai, saying:
"Um... don't be afraid when you go inside later."
"The director just has a loud voice, but he's not a bad person."
Jiang Bai remained expressionless.
afraid?
joke.
He had just escaped the trap set by that old fox Yu Zheng, and now, for that thousand silver dollars, he would slap even Godzilla if it stood in front of him, let alone a hot-tempered director!
"Don't worry, Brother Zhuang."
"For money... no, for art, I can stay calm."
Zhuang Han nodded, took a deep breath, lifted the curtain, and shouted:
"Director! They're here!"
"I've brought the courtesan back to you!"
That shout silenced the noisy film set for a moment.
The bearded director, sitting behind the monitor, suddenly looked up, still clutching a crushed water bottle in his hand.
He was about to burst out cursing, "Just find some Tom, Dick, or Harry to fool me."
however.
When his gaze passed over Zhuang Han's broad back and landed on the figure in the white dress behind him.
He swallowed the profanity that was on the tip of his tongue.
It even made a quacking sound, like a duck being choked.
nice.
A beauty that touches the soul.
Although Jiang Bai wasn't posing deliberately, he just stood there calmly.
But that face, placed in this messy film set, is like a luminous pearl in a garbage dump!
It has its own soft glow and shines brightly!
The director's eyes widened instantly, and the mineral water bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
"this……"
"Was this guy brought in at the last minute?"
"This quality... is a million times better than that plastic surgery-faced guy who ran away!"
The director's anger vanished at a visible speed, replaced by an expression of ecstatic joy at finding a treasure.
He skipped the pleasantries and waved his hand dismissively:
"Great! That's wonderful!"
"This is it! This is the taste!"
"That cool, aloof demeanor tinged with disdain, yet also possessing a captivating allure—absolutely stunning!"
"Hey you! Makeup artist!"
"Stop dawdling! Take her to change her clothes!"
"Forget it, no need for makeup! This is perfect! With skin like this, putting on foundation would just ruin it!"
"Change clothes now! Let's start filming immediately!"
Jiang Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good not to need makeup.
He hadn't removed the makeup he'd just had applied at Yu Zheng's place yet; if he put on another layer, he was afraid his face would break.
Moreover, not wearing makeup means one less step in the process and one less person getting close to you, thus reducing the risk of your identity being exposed.
"Come with me."
Zhuang Han led Jiang Bai and easily slipped into the makeshift changing room next door.
A bright red traditional Chinese opera costume had already been hung there.
This is the battle robe belonging to the courtesan.
Jiang Bai took the clothes and went into the cubicle.
This clothing is very complicated, with three layers inside and three layers outside.
Fortunately, he did a lot of research on women's clothing during his time at school.
Divide it in no time.
All changed.
When he pushed open the locker room door and came out.
Zhuang Han, who was waiting outside, paused for a moment.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man.
The woman in the white dress just now was like a cool, aloof fairy.
The woman in red now is a femme fatale in troubled times!
A bright red silk robe wrapped around her slender figure, the waistband cinched tightly, outlining a breathtaking silhouette.
Her red dress was as fiery as fire, and her skin was as white as snow.
The visual impact was absolutely devastating!
"Perfect...it's perfect!"
Zhuang Han swallowed hard and gave a thumbs up.
"Let's go get our hair and makeup done!"
"Just fix your hair and you're good to go!"
I heard the words "get a makeover".
Jiang Bai suddenly stopped in his tracks.
My heart skipped a beat.
It's over.
Hastily!
The most important thing in period dramas is the hairstyle. Those complicated hair buns and hairpieces have to be layered on top of each other.
And what he's currently wearing on his head...
It's a wig!
If a stylist were to handle this, they'd be combing and pulling at it.
What if the wig falls off, revealing a neat head of men's short hair...
That scene.
The entire film crew is probably going to be in an uproar, and his thousand dollars will probably be gone too!