Chapter 327 Fake Yourself

When the police were busy looking for Zhou Qingfeng, the sky had just dawned. After the little reporter Ma Li posted several photos online, she realized that she had no more material, "No, this month's bonus for Miss Ben falls on these photos, and I must continue to shoot."

"Hey, those who rubbed the red carpet, wake up, wake up. I have something to discuss with you. How about I hire you for two thousand yuan a day? It's very simple, just follow me around and take pictures." Ma Li pushed Zhou Qingfeng shoulders.

Zhou Qingfeng got up sleepily, and asked with a smile after listening to the little reporter's request, "Two thousand yuan a day, just to take my photo?"

"Actually, it was a photo of 'Victor Hugo'. I was so worried about the interview last night, and then suddenly I had an idea, I felt that you are too much like the popular movie star 'Victor Hugo' Like."

After saying this, Ma Li handed her tablet to Zhou Qingfeng, and now the photos she posted have made headlines in many entertainment media. Everyone said in a joking tone that there is finally a fake 'Victor Hugo' in their country.

"Is this okay?" Zhou Qingfeng laughed again, thinking: I am the real Victor Hugo! Am I trying to impersonate myself?

Zhou Qingfeng found it interesting, and teased with a smile: "The real Victor Hugo is more than this price, and a photo may cost tens of thousands. And isn't this the photo you want to post on Weibo?" , It’s not appropriate to use it in a commercial situation without my consent.”

"There's nothing wrong with this. It's not that I don't give money." Ma Li raised her voice a little, and tried to persuade: "Aren't you rubbing the red carpet just to gain fame, and I'm helping you increase your popularity now! Even if This matter was exposed in the future, and people will know that you are a person who has run into faces with international superstars."

"That's not good, it's fake!" Zhou Qingfeng deliberately teased the little reporter. It doesn't really matter to him, as long as he goes to the main venue of the film festival to walk the red carpet at around 6:00 this afternoon, and then participate in the star talk show. It was morning and he had plenty of time to waste.

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's cheerful smile, Ma Li only thought that he was asking for a counter-offer. The little reporter reluctantly said: "At least 3,000 yuan a day, which is the highest price. Do you know how many people in the world want to claim Victor Hugo's fame? I'm giving you a chance.

When the movie "Wasteland" first came out, more than a dozen people said that they were the leading actors in the movie. The Japanese even made a special entertainment program to find the person who most resembles Victor Hugo. The Koreans are even more unscrupulous, they actually got a Victor Hugo who got plastic surgery. But no matter what, these counterfeit goods have all made money!

It's shameless to be an actor, and now you just take advantage of this trend to improve your reputation. By the way, what's your name? Tell me your name, maybe we can cooperate for a long time in the future.

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For the sake of her bonus and job, Ma Li mustered a three-inch tongue. Zhou Qingfeng kept laughing, "Okay, I accept your job. And my name is Victor Hugo, you can call me 'Victor'."

"Look at you." Ma Li gave Zhou Qingfeng a white look, obviously not believing it. But she didn't care, she just urged: "Since you agreed, get up quickly. Get dressed, and we'll start work right away. By the way, I still need to make up for you."

"Do you still wear makeup?"

"Of course, I'm a professional."

Zhou Qingfeng could only get up, wash up and call for breakfast, then let Ma Li take care of himself briefly, and finally put on the tens of thousands of high-end suits that Feng Wan bought for him. He didn't take off his big sunglasses during the whole process.

"Hey..., you look so handsome. And you have a good figure, a natural clothes hanger." Ma Li's makeup is still good, and Zhou Qingfeng in front of the full-length mirror looks slender, tall, and heroic.

Zhou Qingfeng took off his sunglasses when Ma Li wasn't paying attention, thinking everything was fine. On the other hand, Ma Li was very puzzled by Zhou Qingfeng's life-and-death refusal to let her see his whole face, "Hey! Are your eyes ugly?"

Zhou Qingfeng gave Ma Li a contemptuous look, and thought to himself: This pair of eyes are deep and charming. Usually, Jenny and Nancy like to be stared at by him affectionately. After a few glances, my whole body went limp.

However, Ma Li patted Zhou Qingfeng on the shoulder, and said with relief, "It's okay, I don't discriminate against you. Let's go, use my camera to take a few more photos for you, and make sure you can also make yourself popular."

The two left the hotel and began to visit various scenic spots in Shanghai. They laughed and laughed along the way, and took various photos along the way. The Pearl TV Tower, the History Museum, and the banks of the Huangpu River were almost in a row in the morning, and I ran to several places. But when these photos are posted online, the effect is hilarious.

"Hey, some people in China are imitating Victor Hugo."

"It does look a lot like Yeh, it has the demeanor of my male god."

"The figure is so good, just looking at the appearance has already made my mouth water."

"If I hadn't known it was a fake, I would have been fooled."

"I like the way he laughs. There is no real product, but a high imitation is fine!"

"This must be a hot item on Taobao. I just want to ask: Dear, is it free shipping?"

A bunch of comments were joking, and Ma Li took hundreds of photos in one go, as if she was buying a big gift. But every photo looks so handsome that people can't choose.

"Oh, it's over. The editor said that there are too many gender uploads at once, but I can't bear any of them!" At noon, the two found an outdoor cafe by the Huangpu River and ordered something to fill their stomachs. Ma Li sat under the umbrella and kept flipping through the photos, while Zhou Qingfeng drank slowly with a cup of coffee.

There are many tourists coming and going on this riverside, especially at the Shanghai Film Festival, there are many people who come to see the stars. Within two minutes of Zhou Qingfeng sitting down, several girls ran over cheerfully and shouted: "Hey..., aren't you the 'suspected Victor Hugo' on the Internet?"

"Hahaha..." Zhou Qingfeng was immediately amused by his new nickname, "Yes, that's right! I am 'Suspected Victor Hugo'."

No one really regarded Zhou Qingfeng as a big star, but the atmosphere was very harmonious. Everyone chatted and laughed, and several girls asked to take a photo with Zhou Qingfeng, and they were all satisfied.

These group photos were reposted on the circle of friends, and more people knew that Zhou Qingfeng, a 'suspected Victor Hugo', was in a coffee shop by the Huangpu River. Those who were close to each other came to meet the real person, eagerly begging for a group photo.

As a result, the owner of the coffee shop suddenly found that the business in his shop was twice as good as usual, and he couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear.

Zhou Qingfeng immediately asked with a smile: "Boss, for the sake of bringing you so much business, I ask for a waiver!" (To be continued.)