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4: Chapter 4 It's all my fault for being too handsome

Zhuang Xiaowen was so angry.

Zhuang Xiaowen was just an ordinary college student, actually a few years younger than Lin Chuyan.

But some college students really were the most bored group of people; getting into flame wars with others online was nothing out of the ordinary for them.

In his eyes, Lin Chuyan was originally just a small idol he looked down upon. Who would have thought that such a washed-up celebrity would be so arrogant?

Did this guy have no self-awareness about his own Acting skills?

Did he really have to force him to start cursing directly?

How cheap could he be?

Damn, I'm a hater of Lin Chuyan for life!

He was the one tagged on Weibo as "Mosquito Hits Cannon". Not long after Lin Chuyan's Weibo post went out, he saw it and replied:

"Me, anxious? Isn't your trash Acting a known fact? How shameless can you be?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Chuyan replied quickly: "Then what if I act well?"

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Zhuang Xiaowen wouldn't believe it even if he died.

He immediately replied with another one: "If even you can act well, then I can perform a handstand while washing my hair for you!"

Lin Chuyan: "You'd better specify which head you're washing first; I don't want to see anything dirty."

...

Early the next morning, Wu Yue picked up Lin Chuyan downstairs at the Jinghua Entertainment artist apartment, and the two headed straight to the set.

Lin Chuyan was originally worried that Wu Yue would press him about the Weibo incident, but he didn't expect him to not take it seriously at all.

After thinking about it, he decided to bring it up himself: "Brother Yue, did you see my Weibo?"

"I saw it, so what?"

"If I do this, does the company have any objections?"

Wu Yue was speechless: "...You still know there's a company?"

Lin Chuyan didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry, the company can't be bothered with you right now. As long as you don't break the law, you can do whatever you want."

"..."

The car drove towards the outskirts, and they arrived in half an hour.

The film crew had built a simple set in a small town on the outskirts. As Wu Yue parked the car, he instructed Lin Chuyan:

"They said they'd film your two scenes first today. If things go smoothly, it might be finished very quickly. Don't be nervous; we'll just listen to the director for everything. I've had some contact with him, he's a decent guy. If you have any problems, come discuss them with me."

Lin Chuyan agreed to everything. After getting out of the car, he was led by Wu Yue to go greet the director.

"Director Zhang, hello, Director Zhang. It hasn't been easy, but I've finally met you in person."

Wu Yue took two steps in one and went up to firmly shake the director's hand.

The director was named Director Zhang Qian, looking under forty, with not much hair.

Although he was just making a web movie, Wu Yue was slick and social, so he didn't mind this at all. Instead, he was very enthusiastic; after all, being able to pull in investment was a skill in itself.

Wu Yue was so enthusiastic that Director Zhang Qian felt a bit uncomfortable. He nodded, gave a slight handshake, and pulled his hand back.

Wu Yue smiled and introduced Lin Chuyan, who was beside him: "Director Zhang, this is Lin Chuyan. Xiao Yan, come, say hello."

"Hello, Director, please guide me. You can just call me Xiao Yan."

Director Zhang Qian nodded and didn't exchange pleasantries: "Have you read the script?"

Lin Chuyan nodded: "I've read the parts I'm supposed to."

Director Zhang Qian didn't waste words, turned his head, and called out to the makeup artist: "Xiao Meng, take him to do his makeup. Make him look a bit uglier; he's a bit too handsome."

The crew had temporarily requisitioned a room with a mirror to serve as the actors' makeup room. Walking further into the room, there was a small bathroom, which was also convenient for the actors to use.

There was only him in the makeup room. The makeup artist, Xiao Meng, led him to sit down, studied him for a long time without speaking, and then sighed.

"...What's wrong? Sister Xiao Meng."

The director called her Xiao Meng, but Lin Chuyan didn't feel comfortable calling her that. She looked five or six years older than him, at an age where she was in her prime.

"What a pity..."

"What's a pity?"

"It's a real shame to make this face look ugly... Sister can't really bring herself to do it."

Lin Chuyan felt a bit awkward and wasn't quite used to the other person's way of communicating and speaking style.

He had to shift his gaze to avoid meeting Sister Xiao Meng's watery eyes, and smiled: "Sister, feel free to do whatever. I don't mind."

"Hee hee hee, you hooligan!"

"???"

While chatting during makeup, Lin Chuyan discovered that Xiao Meng only liked to tease with her words, but her makeup skills were actually quite good.

Compared to female artists who often require hours of makeup, male artists were easier to work with.

However, since the director requested that he be made to look ugly, it took quite a long time.

But when Lin Chuyan looked in the mirror, he really didn't think he looked ugly anywhere; he could only say that his entire aura had changed quite a bit.

"Sister, will this work?"

Xiao Meng was also a bit worried: "Lin Chuyan, your looks are truly resilient..."

"Sister, you can just call me Xiao Yan."

Xiao Meng hesitated for a moment but agreed. Hearing him call her "Sister" repeatedly was a bit overwhelming; it made her heart melt.

Didn't the internet say he was dull and a fool? This didn't look like it at all.

"Alright, Xiao Yan, it's fine, I'll explain it to the director in a bit."

Just as they were talking, three more people entered the small makeup room, making it look a bit crowded.

Director Zhang Qian led a man and a woman toward Lin Chuyan.

The man looked to be only about 20 years old, carrying an air of sharpness. The woman wore heavy makeup, making her age indistinguishable, but her figure was very hot.

"Let me introduce you. This is our movie's male lead, Qiao Wei, and Qiao Wei's manager, Chu Chu. This is Lin Chuyan."

Qiao Wei was a professional with formal training. Although he had only acted in one low-budget romance drama invested in by Youku, his Acting skills were decent, and the drama's rating wasn't low. He could be considered to have some fame, the type who wasn't well-known to the general public but had some fans.

Of course, he was still far from being able to pick his roles, and his resources weren't great. Starring as the male lead in this web movie was considered a trial by his company.

Lin Chuyan stood up to greet them, and Qiao Wei opposite him was also scrutinizing him.

This was Lin Chuyan.

He was as popular back then as he was washed-up now.

What is a flash in the pan? This was it.

Although he wasn't famous either, who could have imagined that Lin Chuyan, who had starred as a male lead on the big screen right after his debut, would one day be a supporting actor for him?

So satisfying! Satisfying to the point of scalp-tingling.

However, before he could speak, Director Zhang Qian spoke first, looking at Xiao Meng with a slightly ugly expression.

"I told you to make him look uglier, why does he look even more handsome now?"

"Huh?"

Xiao Meng had already prepared her explanation for the director, but she was a bit dumbfounded that the director said "more handsome."

Director Zhang Qian was going crazy: "He looked a bit like a pretty boy before, but you made him look like a somewhat weathered... tough guy?!"

This was the difference between male and female aesthetics. The "roughness" of Lin Chuyan's makeup was already "ugly" in Xiao Meng's eyes, but in the eyes of a straight man like Director Zhang Qian, it was a different kind of handsome that fit his aesthetic better.

The atmosphere became awkward for a moment. Lin Chuyan, the culprit, had to step in to smooth things over: "Director Zhang, how about you get me some dowdier clothes to try on? It's not Sister Xiao Meng's fault, it's my fault."

"How so?"

"It's all my fault, I'm just too handsome."

"..."

The people in the makeup room fell into silence simultaneously.

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