Also known as "The fact that I picked my real name casually is really——it suits me so much"
Because there are very few entertainment articles on Conan, I was tired from watching the red and black fight all the time, and I was irritated and wanted to write a less serious article.
The following is the text of this article:
Tired…
sinking into the water…
Fall...
Can't breathe…
As he slowly fell to the depths of the seabed, the complex and blurred light and shadow in the water and the bubbles he spit out that appeared transparent and bright in the light and shadow were his last memories.
When I woke up again, I was on a ship.
The ship gradually slid and anchored on the bay. He followed the current at a loss. His long golden curly hair was as bright as the sun, his eyes were bluer and more elegant than the Norwegian sea, and his skin was as white as Oriental jade. As soon as he got off the ship, he became the focus of everyone's attention.
But this made him a little uncomfortable.
His hair should be straight black, he has brown and olive skin mixed with yellow skin brought out by the temperature of the sun, and deep black eyes.
His appearance is no worse than now.
He doesn't care about people's attention, but he cares about his image changing.
This is not his face.
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He was supposed to be in Iceland taking photos of the lights and shadows flashing across the sea. In order to find the most beautiful angle, he waited at the beach for three days and three nights.
He lost his footing and slipped into the sea water.
Three days and three nights of waiting exhausted most of his energy, and his struggle was not enough to get him back to the shore, so he tried to keep his eyes open, raised his camera, and took a picture of the most beautiful light and shadow he saw on the seabed.
The light and shadow are constantly changing, with the live bubbles he spits out. It can almost be said to be the most beautiful work he has ever taken.
He closed his eyes in contentment.
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Okay, he was probably certain that he had traveled through time.
Plastic surgery cannot involve full-body skin grafting, and plastic surgery cannot be so beautiful and natural.
And the surrounding scene is a bit too retro... Is he still in the original world?
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OK, OK, probably gone.
The aristocratic decoration of the 19th century, the noble women walking on the street, the newspapers with the date floating on the chairs, plus the iconic Big Ben, well, it is the London of the last century.
He is now in England.
Looking at the time, it happened to be 1890, and he began to consider whether to go see Titanic first.
He is a light and shadow esthetician and also works part-time as a photographer.
Including filming.
Appreciating beauty is a must.
What's more, traveling through time can never be in vain. If he could have seen "Titanic" from this period, he would have died with no regrets.
However, when I walked into the theater, there wasn't a single good movie on display. They were all sadomasochistic romance dramas, or detective dramas without any new sense of beauty.
He was determined to watch all the movies with the money he originally had in his body, and finally came to a conclusion: there is such a thing as acting in this world, but there is no such thing as good movies.
Look at what these pictures are all about.
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He suspected that God brought him to this place and gave him a new body just so that he could awaken the appreciation of beauty among these directors and audiences.
Okay, okay, that's it.
Let him be the first person to take the lead and film "Titanic".
This is a great honor for him, isn't it?
Just enough to put his handsome and melancholy face, which has a strong British exotic feel, to his face, which is countless times more beautiful than Jack in the original film.
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But when it came to the choice of the heroine, he fell into deep thought again.
How to find a heroine who is as beautiful and elegant as Ruth?
He was so worried that his tea was not as good as his rice.
It wasn't until the third day of filming that he finally saw his rose on a set.
It was a girl with blond hair like him.
Her charm is just like Ruth's, people can't help but fall in love with her.
As if he had found his muse, he cautiously approached.
"My dear, you are the muse I am looking for."
After understanding his purpose, the woman agreed with a smile, then walked up to him with a pipe in her mouth, blew out a puff of smoke at him, and said teasingly, "Then should I leave your name? It's not sincere if I don't even know your name."
WOW.
The charm of this puff of teasing alone is worth at least $100.
He showed a smile that was as deep and elegant as the sea, but also looked cute and innocent because of the gleam of grievance in the corner of his eyes. He leaned in front of her and said affectionately and in a passionate tone: "My dear, please tell me your name first. Ladies first, right?"
"That's not what you meant." The blond woman pouted and pretended to be displeased, but after seeing the pretended grievance in the corner of the man's eyes, she couldn't help but raise her flaming red lips, "But if it were you, sweetheart, with your eyes that shine brighter than sapphires, I should tell you. My name is Sharon, Sharon Wynyard."
"Then, should this charming and lovely gentleman fulfill your promise?" She looked back with a sweet smile.
"Of course, how can we be rude when facing such a beautiful lady?" He made no secret of his admiration for the woman's beauty, and smiled tenderly in that beauty. His voice was willing to become thick and coquettish because of this beauty, like delicious honey, "Fiche, my name is."
The name comes from the Fibonacci sequence, which means perfect.
As a person who pursues the embodiment of beauty, how can he refuse the temptation of becoming beauty itself?
Purpose: I want to write a rare article about Conan's entertainment industry. It is obvious that the red and black camps can debut together.