Chapter 302 Oh, You Deserve to Be My Fan

Wang Dao's mouth twitched, "Brother Ou, even if you want to keep her, you don't need to make fun of me."

Having said that, he knocked on the table and said with a final word, "Yang Yurou is you, and I will have someone deliver the contract to your company tomorrow morning."

The assistant director next to him couldn't help but reminded in a low voice, "Director Wang, what about President Wang?"

Director Wang stared, "What should I do, this is Lao Tzu's drama, I have the final say, these investors are the most annoying to me, if he withdraws his capital because of such a small role, then he will withdraw, Lao Tzu Some are investors!"

When Nan Xun heard this, he thought to himself that Yang Yurou's role was a predetermined one, but Director Wang didn't give the other party any confidence. Now that he had a crush on him, according to his unequivocal character, this role must be his own.

Director Wang is worthy of being a senior director, and his words are too imposing.

Nan Xun politely thanked him, and then left through the other door. Before leaving, she glanced at the male god quietly, only to find that the male god fell on his head and his waist softened, so he lay on the table and fell asleep with his arms on his back. stand up.

Director Wang growled: "Ou Gan! Why did you fall asleep again! I asked you to come here to help interview actors, not to let you sleep!"

Ou Gan grumbled lazily, "I'm sleepy, the last few scenes were filmed until the early hours of the night."

Director Wang's roar suddenly subsided, and he reprimanded in a low voice, "You are young, pay attention to your body, don't work too hard, be careful of kidney failure in the future."

"Pfft!" Nan Xun couldn't help laughing out loud. When she realized her rudeness, she ran away, afraid that the people inside would regret it.

The sleeping man slowly raised his head to look at the door, and snorted softly, "Young people today, are they so lawless that even I dare to laugh at them."

Director Wang squinted at him, "Are you an old man? You invited me to the truth. Did you discover this piece of rough jade long ago, so you asked her to audition for the scene that tested the most acting skills?"

Ou Gan's sleepiness a little lessened, he leaned his head to look at Director Wang, and laughed inexplicably: "A little fan of mine, I heard that he wanted to enter the show business, so he just helped me out, I was surprised at the audition just now. Yes, heh, he is indeed a fan of my Ou Gan."

Director Wang:  …

Looking at the rippling and smug expression on the other side, he really wanted to punch him!

But he didn't dare, if the other party lost a hair, the tens of millions of fans on Manshang could drown him with saliva in minutes.

Nan Xun seemed very excited that night. After taking a bath, she started her masterpiece.

This time she painted very meticulously, and it took her an hour and a half to paint.

On the drawing paper, because the face is drawn in profile, every eyelash of the man is clearly visible, the straight nose bridge is full of beauty from the side, the man's eyes are slightly closed, the thin lips are lightly opened, and the beautiful curvature outlines a hint of temptation. As for the rotten taste, half of the tongue protruded from the depths between the lips, and a slight upward trend could be vaguely seen.

The man's head is slightly raised, because there is a slender hand beside him that lifts his chin, and directly opposite him, he draws an abstract profile of a woman. Although it is very abstract, the sexy lips of the woman are drawn very well. Alluring.

The lips, which seemed to be soaked with dew, were only a little short of kissing the man in front of him.

Nan Xun snickered at his masterpiece for a while, then took a photo of the masterpiece and uploaded it to the steamed bun, with a sentence: Believe it or not, I almost kissed the little goblin Ou Gan today!

In just a few seconds, the comment area under the dynamic was burning like a raging fire.

Waiting for my blue silk to turn white hair: ah ah ah, see my goblin again!

Cathy Ying: Oooooooo, it's me, it's me who automatically tugs up the little goblin's chin!

Xixi: No, the little goblin Ou is mine, no one should rob me!

Wandering around and hitting the wall: Miss Shan Shui is imagining again, but she likes it so much!

Wisteria: Miss Shanshui, I've become your fan, please accept my knee!

...

From the beginning of the black out to the present, Nan Xun was a little dumbfounded.

Ou Gan has many fans, as young as seven or eight years old, as old as sixty or seventy years old, covering a wide range of ages. Her current fans have risen to two million, but she has no doubt that a considerable number of fans are from Ou Gan. They came from there, and most of these fans are teenagers with undecided minds. They are a generation of unruly characters, who like it flamboyantly and hate it purely.

They love so intensely that it makes people happy, and when they hate it, it is unbearable.

Nan Xun likes people who love and hate pure like this, but the key is that sometimes their cognition is not perfect.

If possible, Nan Xun hopes to gradually cultivate fans to look at problems rationally. People who are enthusiastic and rational are often the cutest.

Seeing that it was still early, Nan Xun drew another simple sketch.

In the painting, the male god Ou Gan leans his head on his arm, and the scenes around him are simplified. Only the sleeping face of the male god is drawn particularly vividly.

At the end, Nan Xun didn't know what to think, she burst out laughing, she drew a strand of crystal liquid on the corner of the male god's lips, yes, it was... saliva.

Nan Xun uploaded today's second sketch of a male god to Manman as a benefit. As usual, he added a sentence: Ou Gan little goblin, pay attention to rest, and be careful of kidney deficiency in the future.

Comment area:

Xunlu: Ah ah ah, welfare ah ah! My male god looks so cute when he sleeps, and he is drooling!

Confused worm: Oh little fairy, you should pay attention to rest. If you don't sleep well, your kidneys will be deficient. My little sister reminded me rightly.

Ye Xiaomiao: I want to laugh at the drooling male voice, hahaha...

Wandering Ghost: Hahahaha...

Doze off the handle: Hahahahaha...

Nan Xun stared at the news for a long time, and after a while, she said good night to the fans, and then quit the steamed man account.

I don't know if the elusive male god Ou Gan has seen her work today, what kind of reaction will be after seeing it, will his face turn black with anger, hahaha...

Nan Xun laughed out loud, rolled a few times on the bed, and when it was quiet, she couldn't help asking Xiaoba, "What is the first impression of the boss of me today?"

Xiaoba: "How does Grandpa know, Grandpa is not the roundworm in his stomach."

Nan Xun asked back, "Didn't you say that you can sense people's emotions?"

Xiao Ba hummed: "Master can sense when the feelings are particularly strong. Master didn't feel anything today, and the big boss's evil thought value didn't drop at all."

Nan Xun was not surprised. If the big boss's bad thoughts were so good, then he would not be the big boss.

Xiao Ba was a little disappointed and said: "You have seduced the big boss so much today, but the big boss didn't respond at all. He can't be cold, right?"

Nan Xun was startled, and smiled a little inexplicably: "Hehe, I really hope he is cold."