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

"Wait a minute, what's going on with the tattoo artist? Why did you just give up?"

After getting the news, Song Chen quickly led everyone to the temporary tent set up on the top of the mountain.

"Go and see for yourself."

The assistant director who was guarding outside the tent shook his head helplessly, and immediately led Song Chen and others into the tent.

The warm temperature inside the tent drives away the cold outside.

"I said it all! The range of such a difficult tattoo pattern is too large, and we can't guarantee that it will be the same every time."

"How will you know if you don't try!"

“Some things don’t even have to be tried before you already know the results!”

Before entering the dressing room, I heard the tattoo artist and the general manager discussing loudly.

Song Chen raised his eyebrows and took the lead in opening the curtain and walking into the dressing room.

"Good director!"

"Director Song!"

"The director is here, stop making noise!"

The first time everyone in the dressing room saw Song Chen, they all put down their work and melon seeds and greeted Song Chen respectfully.

In response to this, Song Chen also smiled slightly and responded to everyone.

He actually conquered the entire crew in such a short period of time, it's so scary.

Liu Pinhua, who was following behind, was also shocked when he saw this scene. He could see that everyone's respect for Song Chen came from the bottom of their hearts.

Song Chen immediately looked at the tattoo artist and asked.

"What happened?"

The aura of control over everything calmed down the already hot atmosphere in the entire dressing room.

The tattoo artist, who had gotten angry due to an argument with the venue manager, now calmed down.

He held up Zhang Qiling's portrait, pointed at the unicorn tattoo on it, and apologized to Song Chen.

"I'm sorry, Director Song, I can't meet your request according to my ability."

"With this unicorn pattern covering almost half of the upper body, there is no guarantee that it will be the same every time."

The tattoo artist shook his head helplessly.

"Even with tattoo stickers, it can't be stuck on the same spot with certainty."

"The key point is that this kind of unicorn cannot be drawn on the human body. There are too many details."

It’s not that the tattoo artist is incompetent, but that Song Chen’s request was too much.

He even requested that the tattoo designs on Xiao Yang's body should be exactly the same several times.

The most terrifying thing is that the fineness of this unicorn pattern has far exceeded the tattoo artist's skills.

Several people behind Song Chen also saw the tattoo that was about to be tattooed on Xiao Yang's body.

Looking at the flaming unicorn pattern, several people sighed in their hearts.

Liu Pinhua couldn't help but nodded, agreeing with the tattoo artist's statement: It's a very handsome unicorn, but it does look very difficult.

Zeng Yixi's eyes shone with envy: Brother Yang would look so handsome with this tattoo on his body!

Chen Haohan patted his big belly and thought with some envy: Tsk, tsk, it's a pity that I don't have muscles, otherwise I would have to be tall and low.

Xiao Yang felt a little numb: So big? Will it hurt? Will the director really give me a tattoo...

As the director, Song Chen himself said something unexpectedly when facing the tattoo artist.

"Ah, is this unicorn pattern difficult?"

What?

is it hard?

Are you serious in your natural tone?

"Ah? Isn't this pattern difficult?" The tattoo artist was confused by Song Chen's rhetorical question.

Then he looked Song Chen up and down. The tattoo artist thought of the post that was widely circulated on the Internet, and couldn't help but shook his head and said to Song Chen.

"It seems that what is said on the Internet is correct. You are really a second-generation person who doesn't understand anything. Don't pretend to understand the technology you don't understand, okay?"

Because I believed some of the news on the Internet, the tattoo artist's tone was unknowingly filled with contempt.

"Yeah, I don't understand?"

Facing the tattoo artist's ridicule, Song Chen just smiled faintly.

joke? Are you kidding me about world-class directing and image construction skills?

This director is also responsible for the storyboards of Tomb Raiders, right?

Who are you looking down on?

"What? You know it very well? If you can do it, you can do it?"

The tattoo artist also lost his temper at this time. Climbing the snowy mountain for a long time was quite annoying.

It turned out that the crew's demands were so excessive, and the young director looked down on his own skills.

How could this not make him angry?

I feel like I've been insulted!

Song Chen scratched his head, but he was too lazy to talk nonsense to this unskilled tattoo artist. He ignored the tattoo artist's sarcastic expression, turned around and gave instructions to Xiao Yang who was standing behind him watching the show.

"Xiao Yang, take off your shirt and come sit down."

"Ah? Director, are you going to...?"

Xiao Yang looked at Song Chen doubtfully, but Song Chen had already held all the painting tools in his hands.

After seeing that Xiao Yang still didn't respond, he spoke again helplessly.

"Ah, what? Come here quickly and take off your shirt. I will draw a unicorn tattoo for you."

"oh oh."

Although I don’t really believe in Song Chen, the director’s words are the most authoritative among the crew.

Xiao Yang could only take off his shirt with tears in his eyes, revealing his angular tendons.

"Oh~~~!"

"Suck!"

The women present and some men made strange noises.

This made Xiao Yang shyly cross his hands in front of his chest, but he didn't expect that the cheers from these people would become even more serious.

Someone even whistled.

Zeng Yixi raised his hand silently: I reported it, yes, it was Brother Hua who blew the whistle just now! I didn’t expect that the great actor you are is such a person!

"Come and sit."

Song Chen patted the chair in front of him and waited for Xiao Yang to sit down.

"It won't be uncomfortable. Mine is...ahem. Anyway, please bear with it."

"Good director." Xiao Yang nodded obediently.

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