Seeing Quartz looking at the poster outside the window in a daze, Sang Lan was a little worried that she would neglect him when she chatted, so she took the initiative to talk.

"Is it very handsome? This is the latest boxing champion - Yanquan Sangkun! His partner elf is a turtle foot armor. I heard that he also learned the fighting genre from the Chinese fighting masters to become as strong as he is now."

Sang Lan pointed to the most eye-catching billboard in the square in the distance, and saw a dark-skinned man on the advertisement screen showing a dazzling smile of eight teeth on each top and bottom. A strong turtle-footed armor stood behind him, and four stone arms posed in a very mediocre fist posture.

To be honest, the poster of this pair looks silly.

"Sangkun?"

Quartz was slightly stunned when he heard this familiar name.

It seems that Mr. Bai’s Siamese apprentice is called this name?

Seeing that Quartz was a little surprised, Sang Lan obviously misunderstood something and quickly explained: "Ah~ Although his name is Sang Kun and I am Sang Lan, we actually have nothing to do with each other, and we are not even the same surname. Sang Lan is my name, and my surname is Xin Caiping Pian..."

What the hell is Xincai Pingpian?! As soon as this name was read, I felt a smell of Mary Sue coming to my face.

Commenting that other people's names were really inappropriate, Quartz turned his thoughts back to Sang Kun: "You said that Sang Kun is a Muay Thai champion, does that mean that he is now the strongest Muay Thai boxer in Tae Kyung?"

"Uh..." After hearing Quartz's question, Sang Lan was stunned for a moment, showing a look of "How should I explain it to you?", but the driver who had been driving silently in front of him laughed out loud.

???

The driver laughed twice and stopped laughing and then explained, opening his mouth to speak fluently in Chinese: "We are Siam, we don't need anything but boxing champions."

Quartz looked up and saw the driver in the driver's seat through the rearview mirror. He saw that his skin was sallow, his hair was greasy, and his face covered with large black sunglasses, covering his eyes.

Seeing Quartz in the back row secretly looking at him, the driver grinned, revealing four golden dentures above and below:

"In Siam, especially in Taijing, the Muay Thai champion is just a bad street. The black coolie who resisted the bag on the roadside may be the K1 double crown, the beer selling fish at the intersection is a bald middle-aged man who used to be the 135-pound lightweight champion of the Canaanlong Boxer Arena, and the substitute shorts who play wild balls on the football field may be the 52kg, 53kg and 59kg triple crown of the Lunpini Boxer Arena..." As he said this, the driver pushed the sunglasses on his face, and then pointed to the child who was feeding the leave king with banana fruit on the side: "Even such a primary school student, there are probably more than a hundred actual games in the underground boxing competition."

Although he was in a very disgusting tone, his expression was full of pride, and he was obviously proud of the prevalence of his country's martial style.

Quartz glanced around the driver's waving his arms, and felt from the bottom of his heart that what this guy said was a bit too exaggerated. If everyone could fight so well, wouldn't it be a unified world?

However, looking at the proud expressions on the driver and Miss Sang Lan's faces, he certainly would not complain about these things without ignorance.

Hi, as long as you are happy.

The dark green bus slowly squirmed with the vast traffic. After entering the city of Taijing, it was traffic jam for more than half an hour and finally arrived at its destination - Water Lily Hotel. 596

This is not the first time Quartz has been staying in a hotel in Southeast Asian countries. Both the decoration style and the internal environment are similar. The familiar formula and familiar taste actually give Quartz a sense of peace of mind.

After completing the check-in procedures, the two found their respective rooms under Sang Lan's leadership, and Sang Lan also retired after completing her own recruitment work. She said goodbye to them with a smile: "I hope you can have a happy life in Taijing. If you have time to go out and don't know the way, you can contact me on WeChat."

"Okay, sure."

After politely waved goodbye to Sang Lan, Quartz began to pack his luggage in his hotel room, but the door was knocked in less than two minutes.

"Well~ it's open~ it's me~" Kanas, who kept knocking outside the door, urged in a slightly anxious tone: "Well~ I just called to confirm that the main creative team of the crew has finished today's shooting and returned from the outdoor set. We will meet Director Chen and the others in about an hour. Let's prepare quickly~"

Opening the door, Kanas with an anxious face stood outside the door, and there was a woman with wide forehead wearing glasses, about thirty years old: "Well~ This is makeup artist Fan Rou, my good friend, she will be responsible for your first makeup when you meet the crew."

this…

He actually needs to put on makeup? Are you so nervous when he meets a director?

As expected, money is a hero. Kanas has always had to pay attention to work after financial difficulties.

It is a good thing to be serious about work attitude, so Quartz naturally has no reason to refuse Kanas' arrangements, so he sat there like a puppet and was "ravaged" by makeup artist Miss Fan Rong...

In fact, it’s just a normal hairstyle and light makeup, but in the eyes of straight men like Quartz who are afraid of trouble, every second is torture, and every cosmetic is a torture instrument.

"Let's just do it for the time being. I don't have time to adjust it. However, Quartz, you have a good foundation and your temperament matches the role. I believe you can give the crew's creative team a good first impression."

After more than twenty minutes of tossing, the makeup artist Fan finally moved away the eyebrow-squeezing knife in his hand, then held Quartz's face and looked left and right in front of the mirror for a while, and finally nodded, finally having such a little satisfied meaning.

At the same time, Quartz also breathed a sigh of relief, and the time of torture was finally over.

I looked up at myself in the mirror. My skin tone was slightly yellowed by the foundation, with a slight paleness of pathology. My face seemed innocent but showed a little sadness between my eyebrows, as if there was something unspeakable hidden in my heart and couldn't speak.

Quartz, who is familiar with the script, looks at such a strange self. Even he himself has to admit that this look is so sensible to the character "Snow" in the play.

Even Kanas, who had been worried, praised him: "Hmph~ Not bad, I deserve to be the one I like!"

At this time, I heard a sound of "Woohu~(Wuhu)", Kanas's mobile phone screen lit up, and a message was sent.

She clicked on the screen as soon as possible: "It's just the right time! Director Chen and his team have arrived at the door. Let's go directly to the hall to see him, hurry up!"
Chapter completed!