I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 12 012.Where are you looking!

Opening her eyes instinctively, Yang Mi saw three or four different-sized curls on the left half of her hair.

Among them, a bunch of scrolls held by Zhang Qing is particularly eye-catching.

After she let go of the bundle of hair, she ran her fingers through it a few times. When the curly hair spread out, a wavy line larger than the width of an "S" appeared in front of her face.

"...?"

As a girl, my sensitivity to hairstyles is actually much higher than that of men.

Just when Xu Xin felt that he finally got it right, but he hadn't seen all the big waves yet and couldn't think of it, Zhang Qing and Yang Mi seemed to have seen the way the wavy hair parted in the middle naturally fell down... …

"Don't say yet..."

Putting the curling iron aside temporarily, Zhang Qing continued to comb the strand of hair with his fingers to make it more natural and said:

"You have an oval face, which makes your face look smaller. If this kind of wave is completely let down, it would really suit your hair style. Um, wait a minute..."

Picking up a few hairpins, she used a very clever technique to hide all the girl's bangs in her original hair, and then spread her hair on both sides with a middle part...

Not to mention, the wavy curls are the most eye-catching.

"……Um!"

Without waiting for Yang Mi to speak, Zhang Qing nodded directly after looking at it:

"Indeed, this hairstyle suits you. Not to mention on and off screen, it really suits you..."

And now she didn't need to say anything, the girl had already seen it with her own sensitivity.

This hairstyle...

Although it is not a mainstream hairstyle nowadays.

but……

seem……

Surprisingly much more pleasing to the eye?

Immediately, she looked at Xu Xin in surprise.

This person's aesthetics...

Although it is strange, it seems...there is something unexpected.

That……

It’s almost Chinese New Year.

I have to get my hair permed for the Chinese New Year.

I originally wanted to get an ion iron...

"Then cut it."

Suddenly, she said.

Looking at her forehead, which had not been exposed for a long time, she nodded and looked at the boy next to her with a joking but satisfied smile in her eyes:

"I also think it's pretty good-looking. After all, you have to listen to the director..."

"Um."

Zhang Qing nodded.

After saying this, Yang Mi saw Xu Xin still staring at her condescendingly, and asked with some confusion:

"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"

"...Does anyone in your family have hair loss?"

"??"

Yang Mi was stunned...

Xu Xin pointed at the top of his head:

"You seem to have more hair in the back than in the front. I always feel that your hairline will be very dangerous in the future."

Following the brain gate that appeared naturally in the dream, he said something.

"...annoying!"

Suddenly thinking of her father's dangerous hairline, Yang Mi suddenly became depressed.

…

Yang Mi had to do her hair and put on makeup, so Xu Xin didn't stay too long, but decided to go home first and look for suitable clothes.

Driving all the way home, although it was noon, he didn't even have time to eat. He rummaged through the box and found a pair of black casual pants and put them on. But after digging out the pair of Dunhills, he realized that these shoes were very flashy. Oxford style...

He really didn't know if his brain was crazy or something, so why did he buy such gentleman-style leather shoes?

This is definitely not possible. I have never heard of any salesperson wearing Oxford shoes for business, and this style is the most correct.

have to……

After a lot of hesitation, I finally chose a pair of sneakers that belonged to my father or my eldest brother. They looked quite old and I put them on directly under my feet.

It seems much more comfortable.

After checking the time, he thought for a while, then drove to a restaurant, packed six dishes and one soup, and returned to Zhang Qing. It was almost 1 o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as I entered the house, my eyes lit up.

Yang Mi, who had already put on a... very charming makeup, black stockings and high heels, was playing with her hair in front of the mirror.

The big waves on her head became more fluffy as she combed her hair.

All of a sudden, she changed from an innocent girl to a sultry lady with a bit of a profane aura.

Good guy...

What kind of magical makeup technique is this?

"Xu Xin... Wow, you brought food? Sister Qing and I just told you to call you and ask you to wait. We are going to eat first."

It seemed that in the past two hours, the two of them had become familiar with each other.

Yang Mi turned her head and kissed Zhang Qing a lot.

Then, as if she felt that Xu Xin's eyes were a little straight, the girl who turned around suddenly crossed her legs, struck that pose again, and asked with a smile:

"How's it going? Does it taste like that...scumbag big wave in your mouth?"

At her feet, a pair of red-soled sequined high-heeled shoes.

On her legs, she has a pair of beautiful legs with black stockings, black and white.

Plus... a little black skirt with a knot around the waist, and a short bra on the upper body that exposes the belly...

The girl who exuded confidence, romance, charm, pride, and a hint of a scumbag faced him and showed off her advantages unscrupulously.

But he didn't get any praise from Xu Xin.

The girl also noticed the other person's eyes...and her face suddenly became hot.

Instinctively, he covered his navel:

"Where are you looking!"

"Well……"

Xu Xin regained consciousness and shook his head quickly when he looked at the girl whose face was red:

"No, no, just wait."

He is not that perverted to pay attention to other people's belly buttons.

But let’s be honest…

This girl has a really nice figure.

As expected of being able to dance, the lines on her abdomen are quite firm and the contours are graceful.

As for the belly button... isn't that just a belly button?

His focus is not on this, nor on the other person's smooth lower abdomen, nor is he interested in getting a pink tattoo on BIA.

His focus was on the knot in the other person's skirt.

Her waist is very thin.

It's worth holding.

But those two black knots gave him an idea out of nowhere.

"You untie the rope..."

"You... gangster!"

Yang Mi instinctively took a step back and covered her chest.

"no……"

Xu Xin rolled his eyes:

"Can we be more pure in our thoughts? Tie the knot from behind."

"……What?"

As soon as Yang Mi finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Qing, who also held a bag of rice in his hand, walked in:

"Mimi, come and eat...what are you doing?"

Seeing one of them rolling his eyes and the other covering his chest, Zhang Qing was a little puzzled.

In order to prevent unnecessary disputes, Xu Xin said directly:

"Sister Qing, have you seen the elastic cord on her skirt?"

"……ah?"

"You untie it and then do this..."

He pointed to his waist:

"Along the waist and tied to the back. But it's not tied to the skirt, but to her hip bones, do you understand?"

"...?"

"...???"

Looking at Zhang Qing, who was a little confused, Xu Xin pointed at the girl's pelvis that looked like it was ready for childbirth at a glance:

"Go around in a circle and get the rope stuck to your hip bones. It doesn't matter if it's a little tighter. Hang it on top. It's just a dance anyway... You two try it. I'll go out and wait for you."

"Uh...okay."

Zhang Qing agreed, and after Xu Xin walked out of the house, he put down the lunch box in his hand and came to Yang Mi.

Because they were all women, Yang Mi was obviously not so nervous, but just a little confused.

Obviously he didn't understand what Xu Xin was talking about.

But Zhang Qing understands.

"Let me see."

After untying the long elastic rope, which was specially used for dancing, she looped the two ropes around the girl's smooth belly and along the little undulations above her hip bones to the back.

After tying a bow at the back...

"..."

Yang Mi looked at Sister Qing's twitching mouth and turned around curiously.

"Uh-huh!"

Suddenly, she blushed.

This, this, this...

Two black ropes were higher than the skirt, like two lines extending from the inside of the skirt, hanging on her waist.

The skirt itself is black, and the rope is also black. Under the light of the makeup lamp, it looks like...

Wearing a high-slit TBACK...

Charming and sultry.

But……

This is so strange...why would normal people do this...

Doesn't this make the audience want to have wild thoughts...

this……

The girl only felt that her face was already hot.

Zhang Qing said:

"Let him see it?... You have turned into a seductive little goblin."

"..."

The girl was speechless, always feeling that something was wrong with what she said. And looking at my big waves in the mirror, the light makeup that I haven't had time to apply highlighter on, and the two black ropes around my waist...

Is this really me?

very strange……

And when I think about how she might be dressed like this at night to dance that charming dance...

When Xu Xin walked in, the girl's blush had spread to the tips of her ears.

Instead of being as confident as before, he became a little shy.

On the contrary, it was Xu Xin who nodded generously:

"Okay, that's it! Let's eat first. After eating, I have to go over there to deal with the venue. Let's hurry up."

Needless to say, he is quite satisfied with his aesthetics.

As for other aspects...

His mind was already occupied by the filming work that was going to start in the evening, and he didn't have the energy to think about so many things.

He is not a gangster, and he does not want to have sex with other girls in his mind.

…

During the meal, Yang Mi spoke very little and even put on a big T-shirt.

It's just that the black silk that she didn't change made the skin of her knees look even whiter.

Xu Xin ate very quickly, almost finishing the meal by adding three plus five and dividing two. He was still dressed like a salesman and said:

"Sister Qing, I'll excuse you this afternoon. I'm leaving first."

"OK."

Zhang Qing nodded.

Then, Xu Xin walked out without saying a word.

Picked up the phone and started shaking people.

After calling everything from the venue to the crew to the actors, he drove straight to Tanghui.

Soon, Fang Xiu and the others arrived carrying boxes containing cameras, cash register microphones, and lighting fixtures.

After being led into the empty KTV by the waiter, a group of people began to set up the venue.

Xu Xin found a private room and sat down, thinking carefully about the various scenes in his mind.

With a "pop" sound, he lit a cigarette.

"call……"

With a puff of smoke blowing out, he rolled the script of "Not Drunk" into a paper tube and knocked on his forehead several times.

Then, his body seemed to freeze.

like a statue.

Time: 15:13.

Title: "Not Drunk"

Director: Xu Xin

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