The True Man In the Feminist World

Next, Zhang Hao saw the qualities of a professional actor.

The male model, who was about to cry when he was wronged, changed into a smiling face not long after accepting the reality, not the kind of forced smile.

Director Aunt was quite satisfied with this, and decided to try a few more times.

Under her arrangement, the male model was wearing briefs and a male tube top, lying on the ground with his butt pouted, while PBtwo, wearing sunglasses and a gold chain and gold ring, swaggered and sat on the chair behind him.

As the director yelled, PBtwo immediately took out a large bottle of champagne and hummed: "Hey, yo! Here's a bottle of champagne, it's big, fragrant and still alive..."

While singing, she suddenly opened the champagne, yelled skr and sprayed into the sky, and the male model lying on the ground shook his buttocks at this time...

"Very good! Very good! Not bad this time! Well, let's stop here for today."

The director's aunt applauded vigorously, she was obviously very satisfied this time, and she did not hesitate to give a compliment.

Zhang Hao, who was standing on the side, didn't know what to say at this time, he turned his head and asked Song Qing, who was watching with gusto, "What are they filming?"

"Music MV, don't you know that PBtwo? She is a well-known domestic rapper!"

"So this aunt is the director of my audition?"

It may be true that the aunt can make the music MV so vulgar, but Zhang Haoke doesn't want her to direct it at all.

However, this aunt is really the director this time, and Song Qing said that she is still a well-known director in China.

The person in charge of NBB also arrived, and a makeup artist specially made up for Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao didn't want to wear makeup at first, but after listening to everyone's explanations, he understood that no matter whether it is a man or a woman, as long as they are filming TV or commercials, Zhang Hao has to tidy up properly even if he doesn't like makeup.

Fortunately, the makeup artist Zhang Hao liked it very much. Seeing her, Zhang Hao felt the warmth that he had not seen for a long time. This is a real woman!

"My brother looks so good! Leave everything to me, and I promise to satisfy you."

The woman dressed in fancy dress was standing behind Zhang Hao with a smile on her face, her voice was so sweet that Zhang Hao felt like he hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Just a little bit, I don't like to use cosmetics." Zhang Hao said.

"You are naturally beautiful and shouldn't do much makeup. I'll just modify it for you, such as trimming the miscellaneous hairs on the eyebrows."

The makeup artist sister smiled sweetly at Zhang Hao, and then began to trim Zhang Hao's eyebrows. Zhang Hao observed her silently, and found that her every move was full of femininity. Zhang Hao suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the original world.

When Zhang Hao came back to his senses, he had already been dressed up. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was indeed much more handsome than before, and looked more refreshed.

"very nice."

Zhang Hao exaggerated, and couldn't help asking: "What's your name?"

"Yan Yi."

Yan Yi seemed very happy when Zhang Hao asked her name, but she was not as exaggerated as other women, which greatly increased Zhang Hao's favor.

"Can you give me a contact information? Maybe we can have a chance to cooperate in the future."

Zhang Hao continued to ask, Yan Yi was very surprised by what he said.

A child asked the girl for her contact information in reverse, and she asked so naturally, but she immediately gave Zhang Hao her business card. She was also full of affection for Zhang Hao, without being pretentious or arrogant at all.

The male stars or celebrities she usually sees are all very arrogant, even if they are polite, they feel fake, but with Zhang Hao, she has a very real feeling.

She is really a very cute angel, and she doesn't dislike her at all because she is a father...

After dressing up, Zhang Hao was taken to a huge basketball court. Zhang Hao found that the director's attitude towards him was much better than that of the male model just now, and the smile on his face never stopped.

"Not bad! Super photogenic, you look much better than that male model just now!"

Fan Daruan walked around Zhang Hao, looked up and down for a while, and commented with satisfaction: "You look like a big star!"

"Haha! Director Fan won the award. Whether he can become a big star depends on the support of a big director like you."

Seeing that Zhang Hao was speechless, Song Qing hurriedly laughed and leaned forward. This is a well-known director, so don't offend him!

Fan Daruan liked Song Qing's words very much, she couldn't help but straighten her beer belly, and said meaningfully: "As long as she behaves well, it's fine."

"No need, I'm not interested in being a celebrity, just finish filming this commercial."

Zhang Hao directly stopped the relationship between the two of them, and asked, "Is there a script?"

"have."

Fan Daruan seemed very upset at being interrupted, but she still endured it. After handing over the script, she secretly asked, "I saw the scandal between you and Wei Nan today. Are you really related to her?"

"No."

Zhang Hao responded casually, looking at the way the aunt spoke in a low voice, he was very speechless, and felt a bit exaggerated, as if he didn't even dare to mention Wei Nan's name casually.

Zhang Hao's heart can be said to be full of emotions. He found that the higher he climbed, the more he found Wei Nan's awesomeness. The director who was just so bullish just now asked Wei Nan about things, and he was afraid of being heard...

"Then why did she appear at your sports meeting?" Song Qing was also full of curiosity about this matter.

Zhang Hao just shrugged and studied the script in his hand.

Seeing that Zhang Hao and Wei Nan have nothing to do with each other, Fan Daruan felt relieved. Since he said it's okay, it must be okay, otherwise he would definitely move out this person.

At this moment, she couldn't help touching her chin, it seemed that she had to find a chance to sneak into this little tender...

"Is there something wrong with the director's script? Isn't he a basketball ambassador? Why do you want me to sing and dance? What does this have to do with basketball?"

Zhang Hao glanced at the script and asked in disgust.

"To put it bluntly, this is just a promotional advertisement. The attention of bloggers is the first element. The audience wants to watch basketball because they want to watch those professional players play, not you."

"Who else said that it has nothing to do with basketball. This is a dance with a basketball. I'll let you demonstrate it to me."

Zhang Hao stopped Fan Daruan from continuing without waiting for her to finish, and then looked at Song Qing with displeasure, trying to figure out what was going on. He had already made it clear that he would only shoot serious basketball commercials.

"I mentioned your request, and they also said ok." Song Qing explained with a wry smile, expressing that he didn't know what was going on.

"Director Fan, I know how to play basketball. Take a look, I hope to use basketball as the theme instead of dancing."

Zhang Hao picked up the basketball on one side and was about to demonstrate it himself.

"Wait a minute, you put on this dress first."

Fan Daruan had a headache for a while, that's why she didn't like to do things with children. She hurriedly brought out nice clothes, and then asked someone to play the music, thinking that Zhang Hao might want to dance if there was some atmosphere.

Bib shorts? ? ? Why do I wear this when I play basketball! And what the hell is that background music? Why does it seem that I heard someone sing about the girl with braces, but the duck is too beautiful...

Zhang Hao acted as if he hadn’t heard Fan Daruan’s words, so he showed a demonstration directly. He patted the basketball, then stared at the blue tank and moved forward with the ball. When he was approaching, he jumped high and made a successful shot. of.

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