Chapter 9 This time it was a blessing in disguise
Since there was still some time before school started, Kang Do-hwan was not in a hurry to explain the situation to his tutor. He directly asked Choi Jong-seung to take him to the crew.
After saying hello to the two directors, I was taken away by the stylist.
Sitting in front of the mirror, Jiang Zhaohuan witnessed his hairstyle constantly changing in the hands of the stylist. He tried almost all the side parts with different proportions, but the final decision was the middle part.
It is said that handsome guys should show more of their forehead.
"Zhao Huanxi, your skin is in great condition. Do you take care of it regularly?"
Jiang Zhaohuan hesitated for a moment. Compared to Gao Zixiang who washed his face with pure water, he still used facial cleanser to cleanse his skin.
So he answered confidently:
"Yes, I use facial cleanser once a day."
The stylist's hand paused slightly while selecting liquid foundation. She didn't expect that in Jiang Zhaohuan's eyes, cleansing products such as facial cleansers can be considered as skin care products.
She roughly understood that the boy in front of her was a naturally handsome type, who relied on his good skin to not need any skin care products at all.
She picked up a few bottles and cans from the table and patiently explained:
"Zhao Huanxi, you should buy some moisturizing water and lotion when you go back. Of course, you should also prepare basic things like sunscreen, primer, and makeup remover. Actors cannot not take good care of their skin. When you are filming, you have to put on makeup and you cannot ignore skin care."
"Yes, I understand."
Jiang Zhaohuan silently wrote down the name on the bottle and prepared to send it to Gao Zixiang later, asking him to go to Hongdae to run errands for him.
After finishing the hair and makeup, it’s time to choose the clothes.
With the help of his stylist, Kang Do-hwan changed no less than five suits before finally choosing a light gray haute couture suit.
When he first appears on stage, he doesn't need to have too strong an aura, just enough to highlight that he is an elite.
He carefully put on his lawyer badge in front of the mirror. He had done some research last night on what lawyers should wear, and found that conservative and decent formal attire was a must.
But the most important thing is the position of the lawyer badge, which must be worn on the left collar of the suit.
Jiang Zhaohuan reached out to adjust his tie, and after making sure there was no problem, he walked towards the shooting site.
The crew members all looked at him sideways along the way. It turned out that a suit is the best cosmetic treatment for men. A man's temperament changes after putting it on.
Previously, Kang Do Hwan always gave people the impression of being a handsome man who didn’t talk much, but now with his styling, he really has the depth and professionalism of an elite lawyer.
Just standing there with his upright figure, he gives people an indescribable aura.
The stylist looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and came to Director Noh Sang-hoon, his tone full of pride:
"Director Nim, Zhao Huanxi's styling is ready. Do you think there are any changes that need to be made?"
Lu Shangxun turned around and looked at Jiang Zhaohuan who was standing next to him. He felt his eyes brighten. This time it was really a blessing in disguise.
He narrowed his not-so-big eyes, nodded with satisfaction, and said:
"Well, very good. Johwan, come here. We will be filming this scene later. Remember to grasp Jung Sunho's emotions well. If there is anything you don't understand, there are many experienced actors in the crew and you can ask for advice."
"Yes, I will, Director Nim."
Jiang Zhaohuan is an introvert and passive person. When making friends, he always needs the other party to take the initiative. If no one comes to him, he would rather stay in a corner and do his own things.
He knew that being an actor required socializing, but when he was suddenly thrown into a venue full of strangers, he really didn't know how to take that step.
The entanglement lasted too long, and assistant director Kim Jin-won waved his hand to signal him to pass.
Jin Zhenyuan secretly marveled at Jiang Zhaohuan's height, then pointed to a fixed camera and two photographers in the room and said:
"After you enter from here, stand still at this position, because the photographer will capture your close-up at this time. Remember not to look at the camera. Remember?"
"Yes, I remember it." Jiang Zhaohuan glanced at the fixed camera on the wall, rehearsed the movement in his mind, and then stood in a position outside the door where the photographer could not take pictures.
He closed his eyes and recalled his state during the audition. According to the plot, Zheng Shanhao was somewhat aggressive at this moment.
After all, he has to defend the rich and powerful, so he must be confident.
Having found the feeling, Kang Do-hwan nodded in the direction of director Roh Sang-hoon, and immediately he heard the director's signal to start filming.
After the script supervisor holds the clapperboard, he will shed his own habits and transform into Zheng Shanhao.
Jiang Zhaohuan carried the briefcase in his left hand and walked towards the interrogation room at a leisurely pace.
He was well aware of the connection between his character and the male lead, so he stood opposite Seo In Guk.
Due to his own arrogance, he did not look up at anyone present.
A simple "that's it" was enough to make all the previous efforts of the police go to waste.
It also helped calm his client down.
Cha Ji-an supported his hands on the table, frowned and looked at Yang Shengxun who had calmed down and avoided his gaze, and his tone became more urgent:
"You said there was no one behind you, you did it yourself, and you admitted that you killed him, right?"
Sitting back in his chair, Yang Shengxun raised his eyes to look at Zheng Shanhao standing beside him, and said in a relaxed mood:
"Lawyer Zheng, can I answer?"
Zheng Shanhao didn't answer in a hurry. After glancing at Cha Zhian, he raised his hand and placed it on Yang Shengxun's shoulder.
The index finger tapped lightly, suggesting that he should not say something that should not be disclosed:
"Of course I have to speak frankly."
Yang Shengxun received the hint and took a deep breath. He looked calm and composed, totally unlike the roaring and defeated loser just now.
He looked at Che Zhian who was pressing on him with a smile on his face and said calmly:
"There's no one behind me and it wasn't me who did it. If it was, I would confess, that's it."
Cha Ji-an was so angry that she laughed at Yang Seung-hoon's answer. She shook her head to reject his answer in her heart, but also tried to cheer herself up.
She looked directly at Yang Shengxun, trying to see a trace of panic in him:
"That can't be true, right? It doesn't match up, it's clearly you..."
"I have an appointment with the hospital, so I have to leave first. I'm receiving psychological counseling recently," Yang Shengxun interrupted Cha Zhian without any hesitation. After a brief pause, he asked provocatively, "Okay, do you have anything else to say?"
Cha Ji-an realized that the interrogation had failed, and she couldn't help but look up at Jung Seon-ho.
If he hadn't suddenly barged in, Yang Shengxun would have quickly revealed the crime process due to his mental breakdown.
Zheng Shanhao noticed Che Zhian's gaze. He tilted his head slightly, not afraid of the other party's scrutiny at all. There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was asking a silent question.
Do you have anything else to say?
Naturally, there was nothing to say. The interrogation failed and there was no need to continue wasting time.
"Crack!"
Following the signal sent by director Lu Shangxun, the staff immediately took action to ensure that there would be no mistakes in the next scene, and the stylist also checked everyone's makeup as soon as possible.
Jiang Zhaohuan quickly came to his senses. He walked quickly to Lu Shangxun's side and asked modestly:
"Director Nim, is there anything that needs improvement?"
(End of this chapter)