A Walk-On Actor Who Wants To Be A Baker [不想当蛋糕师傅的演员不是好龙套]

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Sorry for the long wait 😢😢
Edited by uksatsuma
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Fang Qiao entered the group without participating in the audition. The day before he joined the group, his agent informed him to go to the studio for the session of photographs that required makeup.

     Fang Qiao came here to take album promotional photos when he was in the boy group before, and he arrived early in advance.

     There was another group of people in the shed filming the cover of the magazine, and Fang Qiao took a casual glance, only to see the enemy again.

     Fang Qiao shrank his head and planned to walk around, but happened to be caught.

     "Why did you try to run when you saw me?" Han Jiayue asked, wearing a little black leather jacket.

     Fang Qiao smiled and laughed: "Aren't you afraid of having a scandal with me?"

     With lingering fear, Han Jiayue quickly took Fang Qiao and hid in the corner, looked around to make sure there was no one, and said mysteriously: "I have something to ask you."

     Fang Qiao smelled the gossip, put aside his grievances, and moved his little head up: "What's the matter?"

     "Just... your friend who looks like a fairy, is he top or bottom?"

     "What the hell? You're asking about Tianxian?"

     "Tsk, i mean Lin Yao, I want to inquire with you, if he is also a bottom then forget it."

     Fang Qiao was shocked three times by the amount of information in these words, so it was Han Jiayue who "dated" Lin Yao the other day? Fang Qiao suddenly felt that the cabbage he had raised was overrun by a "dog".

     "What about President Lu?" Fang Qiao asked.

    "Huh! I'm not going to serve him anymore. Men are all big trotters."

     Fang Qiao sympathized with Lu Yanzhou for two seconds. Even if he was dumped by his first love, he would be dumped even if he raised a little lover.

     Brother Xiang, the agent, stepped on the spot, and he was accompanied by a handsome, but not tall, boy.

     Xiang Ge introduced: "This is Xiao Tao, the assistant arranged by the company for you."

     Xiao Tao was still a senior, and as soon as he came out for an internship, the company assigned him to Fang Qiao.

     Fang Qiao had a brief chat with the assistant while he was putting on makeup, and found that the child was good in everything else, just a little dumb.

     "How did you think of coming to our company as an assistant?" Fang Qiao asked.

     The reason given by Xiao Tao is very simple and rude: "Introduced by relatives."

     Fang Qiao came interested: "Oh? Which artist is it?"

     "No, it's Mr. Lu, I'm his cousin."

     "..."

     "Cousin said not to let too many people know, to keep a low profile."

     Fang Qiao was scared, and such a big assistant told him how he could bear it: "Let me tell Mr. Lu, I don't need an assistant."

     "No, this is arranged by my big cousin."

     "Mainland China? He asked you to be my assistant?!" What kind of operation is this?

     Xiao Tao was being straightforward: "He is letting me watch over you so you don't get too close to my second cousin."

     "..."

     In the studio until the afternoon, it is hard to say how Fang Qiao's acting skills are, but taking hard photos is a strong point, and even the photographer can't help but boast.

     Fang Qiao copied a few unrepaired original pictures on the spot. After all, it was the first time he was qualified to take promotional photos for a movie. He was so beautiful in his heart that he was anxious to share with others.

     He originally wanted to send it to Lin Yao, but then he thought that someone might be looking at Han Jiayue's beautiful pictures, how can he look at my own.

     Fang Qiao curled his lips and changed the subject.

     Just a few seconds after sending it out, Lu Yanzhou called.

     "Finish?" The voice on the other end of the phone was lazy, and it sounded like just getting up.

     "Yes, President Lu."

     "Will you go back to the store in the afternoon? I want to order a takeaway."

     "My family doesn't have a takeaway business—"

     "——A box of egg tarts and a cream cake like the kind you ate in your store last time, and send it to the company."

     "..."

     Fang Qiao hung up the phone angrily, slandering, he didn't get up until one o'clock in the afternoon, and he must have gone there last night!

     Back to the cake shop, the girl who was watching said that the business was too good today, and the finished egg tarts were sold out.

     Fang Qiao was thinking that he could just take a few desserts to Lu Yanzhou, but when he thought that the man was so special, what to do if he didn't like to eat, he had to roll up his sleeves and make egg tarts for Lu Yanzhou himself.

     By the time the hot egg tarts came out, it was almost three o'clock, Fang Qiao was afraid that Lu Yanzhou would be waiting anxiously, so he took a taxi and hurried to the company.

     The taxi stopped at the door of the company. Fang Qiao was afraid of spilling the cake, so he held it carefully when he got out of the car.

     At this time, there was another black luxury car. Before Fang Qiao could take a closer look, two people got out of the car.

     One was Lu Yanzhou in a suit and leather shoes, and the other was someone who he hasn't seen yet. He looks like a new star from the company.

     He saw Lu Yanzhou put his arms around the little star's waist, and walked into the company building without anyone else, without noticing Fang Qiao, the takeaway boy on the side.

     Fang Qiao stood in place with two big bags in a daze, and somehow remembered what Han Jiayue said today:

     Men are big trotters.....

     Except me.