Transmigrated as the Cannon Fodder Abandoned by the Movie Star

Chapter 8: Short of Money

The captain of the blue team fiddled with the camera nervously. Then, he raised his head after a while.

"Okay, we can start shooting."

Gu Qingchi was being paid to do this, so, no matter what the other party said, he had no complaints.

Hearing that, he clasped the bottleneck of the vodka and walked under the light so that the other party could take the photos.

Gu Qingchi had never been a model before. The only information he knew about modeling was the last-minute research he did after being introduced to Hong jie.

Hong jie said she wanted a sense of decadence, so he would give her decadence.

The live stream camera automatically adjusted the filming angle. It moved around quietly in the dark, letting people forget that it was even there.

Everything could be viewed in the live broadcast. The live broadcast of the program had two perspectives, one for the blue team and one for the red team. The viewer could watch one or they could watch both. Once Gu Qingchi showed up, the blue team's stream viewership suddenly shot up.

The comment barrage was visibly much more lively.

[I just zoned out for a little bit, but, when I looked up, I saw a fairy! I'll get straight to the point, did anyone get a screen recording? I'm on my knees right now, please share!]

[I am once again demanding information on this gege.]

[Isn't this kind of a face slap? The show's NPC is even more attractive than the visual.]

[I was laughing earlier but now I'm jealous. I wish I crawl into the screen, I'm willing!]

More and more comments began to ask the program crew for information about this new person, and many people were blinding guessing that this might be an easter egg arranged by the program crew.

The staff was also a little confused and went to confirm one more time before clarifying in the live broadcast.

"Our program crew is a bit poor lately. We can't afford to invite this kind of little gege. It's really a coincidence. He might be a model in the studio next door, waiting to shoot."

Then another staff member spoke up.

"Five points deducted from the blue team."

The blue team knew nothing about any of this. They continued to diligently go through with the plotline.

Gu Qingchi relaxed his shoulders. He slightly bent one leg. One hand was carrying vodka, the other brushing through his hair. His posture was haphazard, as if he had fallen on hard times and had no time to bother with his appearance. Even so, his appearance was already perfect enough that, even with this kind of dejected appearance, he was still the focus of everyone's eyes.

He looked into the camera, melancholy seeming to seep out of him.

His expression was sullen, the background was gray, and only his lips were bright red.

With this kind of appearance, anyone who saw him would feel as though their hearts were being squeezed.

The captain of the blue team subconsciously pressed the shutter, and the camera light flashed.

Gu Qingchi changed his posture. He put the wine on the ground and sat, not on the sofa, but next to the sofa.

With one leg bent and the other outstretched, his hands were placed on the ground. The ring hit the surface and made a crisp sound. He seemed very sensitive to the camera. As soon as he sat down, he turned his head and subconsciously looked toward the camera.