exploded

The lights are turned on, the machine is set up, and the personnel are in their places.

Before starting, the photographer said first: "The two teachers can move freely. Remember to let go completely, like us—" He compared himself and the rest of the staff, "They are all flowers, plants and stones, which are not worth paying attention to. , when all of us don’t exist.”

Bo Yijian nodded to show that he understood, but he did not forget to ask before starting: "What kind of feeling do you want us to show?"

The photographer first gave four words: "Prominent, eye-catching, avant-garde, and bold." He then explained, "There is no unique solution to fashion, and fashion is different in everyone's mind, so it doesn't matter what you feel, what matters is , just show your most contagious side."

This is also the reason why he immediately overturned his original design when he saw Bo Yijian interacting with Yu Shengwei.

That interaction infected him, made him remember.

This is the fashion in his mind.

The other party explained it very clearly.

After Bo Yijian finished listening, he already had a score in his heart.His eyes looked around, first falling on the blackboard, then on the podium and desk.

The classic picture of teachers and students... Of course, the teacher is lecturing and the students are listening.

But I stand on the podium to write, and Xiao Yu sits behind the desk to listen to the lectures. One is too common, and the other is not easy to compose.

So what about a change?

Xiao Yu was still sitting behind the desk, and I was standing beside him.

One is sitting, the other is standing, with textbooks spread out on a table, and the other holding a pointer in his hand.

Behind us is the blackboard.

This idea is much better than the first idea.

But this seems too rigid.

And... I just said that I want to tease Xiaoyu, standing shoulder to shoulder in the air, teasing the air?

Bo Yijian picked a chair and sat down.

He put his hands up, put his elbows on the table, and tapped his fingers lightly, facing each other.

He thought about it, and after thinking for a while, he felt that this set of tables was a bit too cramped, so he couldn't help pushing the table forward, but at the moment when he pushed the table with his hands, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. idea!

Bo Yijian quickly stood up from his seat.

He took two steps around the set in the studio, and when he came to the neatly arranged table, he suddenly stretched his legs.

"boom!"

The people in the studio were startled, and the quail seemed to glance at each other, communicating silently:

What, what's wrong?

I do not know……

Maybe Teacher Bo wants to try a new style?

Bo Yijian really regarded the people around him as flowers and trees, he didn't look around at all, after kicking the table a few steps, he stretched out his hand to push Yu Shengwei around, and pushed Yu Shengwei onto the chair.

Suddenly being pushed onto the chair, Yu Shengwei was startled: "Brother Yijian?"

Bo Yijian explained to Yu Sheng slightly: "The distance between the table and the chair is too narrow, I'll push the table away, and you can sit in a more comfortable position."

Yu Sheng was slightly relieved.

He changed into a casual position, separated his legs slightly, and sat like this.

Bo Yijian turned back to look for something, and before looking, he added: "Be more wild, you are an 18-year-old genius CEO who holds a Nobel Prize in his hand and has billions of dollars."

When he finished speaking, everyone burst out laughing.

Yu Shengwei smiled and said, "What kind of thunder is this?" After smiling, he did not forget to do what Bo Yijian said. He first put his hands in his pockets, and then raised one Feet, put your ankles on your knees.

After finishing all this, Yu Shengwei felt that being so wild was wild enough, but it seemed a bit out of line with the profession of a student, so he looked around and moved the desk that had been kicked crookedly by Bo Yijian a little closer, in this way, His posture remains the same, but the toe of his shoe touches the table.

After he finished, he looked up to look for Bo Yijian: "Brother Yijian, is this okay..."

His eyes caught Bo Yijian, but the question in his mouth suddenly disappeared.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground came from far away.

Bo Yijian found what he was looking for and walked all the way back to Yu Shengwei.

His eyes turned around Yu Shengwei's body parts one by one, and immediately, he raised the pointer and pointed at Yu Shengwei.

The black pointer was like an extension of the palm, and it came all the way to Yu Shengwei's chin, but it didn't really touch it, but left a gap that was neither wide nor narrow.

He stood here, condescending, examining his students.

That's it!This feeling is right!

This conflict between abstinence and sensuality, discipline and uninhibitedness is the artistic atmosphere I felt just now!

The photographer did not say a word, pressed the shutter quickly and firmly, and only after the picture was firmly captured in the camera, did he praise loudly: "Okay, great, that's it, the next picture."

Bo Yijian, who had kept his face sullen for more than ten seconds, suddenly relaxed. He casually threw away the pointer, pulled up Yu Shengwei who was sitting on the chair, and said, "Are you stiff?"

Yu Shengwei: "...No, no."

His movements are slightly insensitive.

He was still immersed in the feeling just now, the other party's gaze from top to bottom seemed to be able to peel off his clothes and look at his body; the pointer that was close to his chin but never touched his skin was even more impressive. People are extremely nervous, he doesn't know what will happen to him in the next moment.

At this moment, his overstretched body felt a little sore, and his tense nerves also needed some relief, so Yu Shengwei couldn't concentrate immediately.

Bo Yijian saw this, he pondered for a while, and he also had an idea for the second picture.

He said to Yu Shengwei: "The teacher's job is to correct the homework. Later, I will sit at the desk and correct the homework. You can just walk around, how about it?"

Yu Shengwei: "What am I going to do?"

Bo Yijian: "You can do whatever you want."

Yu Shengwei understood.

The two started the second round of interaction.

The staff found a stack of homework books, used them as props, and handed them over to Bo Yijian.

Bo Yijian flipped through the various workbooks of mathematics, Chinese and English. He threw away most of them, leaving only one math workbook, and in front of Yu Shengwei, on the cover name column of this book, Write down the three big characters "Yu Shengwei" grandly.

Bo Yijian: "This is your homework. Xiao Yu, how much do you think you will get under my hands?"

Yu Shengwei: "Hmm... 100 points? After all, I am an 18-year-old Nobel Prize winner and billionaire."

Bo Yijian corrected: "0 points. Because you are an 18-year-old Nobel Prize winner and billionaire."

On the podium, the two chatted casually. After taking back the notebook, Bo Yijian sat down and corrected the homework.

Yu Shengwei was originally standing by the podium, but now that Bo Yijian sat down, he also leaned on the podium.

I don't know what kind of atmosphere it was affected by.

The more upright and serious Bo Yijian is, the more casual and frivolous he is.

Yu Shengwei's eyes flicked back and forth on the podium, textbooks, red pen, and Bo Yijian's fingers, then turned to Bo Yijian's face.

He stopped looking at the boring high school math, and looked at Yijian's face instead.

He looked at it for a long time, and after looking at it, he couldn't help getting closer to Bo Yijian...

At this moment, Bo Yijian raised his hand.

One of his hands was still on the podium, carefully drawing right and wrong, while the other hand lightly tapped on Yu Shengwei's cheek, refusing the students to approach.

Again!

A picture that is equally expressive, but different from the previous ones!

They really have a feeling for each other. This time the magazine invited two people together, which is really the right invitation!

After another round of crazy shutter sounds, the photographer reluctantly said: "Okay, we..."

Bo Yijian answered, "Do you want to have something with a stronger contrast in the next picture?"

The photographer was a little puzzled: "With strong contrast?"

Bo Yijian gave an example: "For example, Xiao Yu and I are both dressed up in the classroom now, so in the next picture we can dress less formally, such as pajamas?"

Yu Shengwei: "..."

staff member:"……"

Photographer: "..."

There was a heavy silence.

Yu Shengwei looked at Bo Yijian incomparably complicatedly. When he thought that he might wear pajamas similar to the other's and take pictures in front of everyone, he was... so nervous that he couldn't speak.

He communicated with Bo Yijian in a low voice: "Well, Brother Yijian..."

Bo Yijian: "What?"

Yu Shengwei: "I really won't flirt with you next time, so let's stop wearing pajamas, shall we?"

Bo Yijian gave the other party a meaningful smile, then turned to the photographer and asked, "I think this idea is good, what do you think?"

The photographer woke up suddenly. He led the way himself, with a big smile on his face, and opened the door of the dressing room for Bo Yijian: "Mr. Bo, please, please, please, we will take the pajama photos in the classroom right away!"

There is an exciting point, the photographer's inspiration is like a blowout.

He re-adjusted the setting of the classroom, and gave instructions to the makeup artist and costume artist. After a long talk, he put the person into the dressing room.

When the two of them came out of the dressing room again, they had already changed into polka-dot pajamas, and their makeup and hairstyle had been newly modified.Yu Shengwei changed to his usual look, but he loosened his hair a bit to highlight his well-behaved temperament, and compared it with the previous look; Thoughts, turned into gentle scum.

Following the instructions of the assistants, the two sat down on the chairs in front of the blackboard.

Then, the assistants brought props, including teacups with hot tea, opened cans of potato chips, popcorn buckets and melon seeds, etc., which were used for the interaction between the two.

Bo Yijian randomly picked out a can of potato chips.

He sat on the chair, stretched his legs lazily, bit a piece of potato chips between his teeth, and handed the whole bucket to Yu Shengwei.

Yu Shengwei was really nervous, and his posture became much more restrained. He put his feet obediently in front of the chair, stretched out one hand towards the potato chip container, and put the other hand neatly by his side. , and even slightly grabbed the hem of his clothes.

The two looked at the camera together.

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two.

three.

"Crack!"

The screen freezes.

The filming of "Film" magazine has come to a successful conclusion.