Fanservice Paradox

Although the plan was revised temporarily, they were lucky and happened to encounter heavy snow the night before.Lin Mo was picky and wanted to shoot real scenes, so the planning team had no choice but to hurry up and find a suitable venue.Pei Tingsong first filmed the solo part. Fang Juexia was originally arranged to wait in the lounge, but somehow he was completely relieved and looked at the paper in his hand several times.

[Please treat me with snow as much as you want. ]

It seems that there is a voice in his heart, repeating this poem in his mind repeatedly.

He always knew that he was not born with much perception of these charming and romantic words, and he was insulated from literature.But the strange thing is, looking at these few words written by Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia had a wonderful daydream in his heart.

But he lacks expressiveness and cannot describe.

Emotions and thoughts are really complex, and things that cannot be modeled and reasoned mathematically are complex.

Cheng Qiang brought hot milk and a down jacket. Fang Juexia put the paper back into his front pocket, and put on the black sweater his assistant handed him.Cheng Qiang persuaded him to sleep a little longer, the subsequent shooting would be very hard, but Fang Juexia knew that the opportunity was rare, he wanted to make a good enough film, so he came to the studio with his clothes on to observe.

Everyone surrounded Pei Tingsong. In order to satisfy the concept of spring, the lighting engineer tried his best to create warm light like a greenhouse, hitting him as much as possible.

"Little Pei is indeed born to eat this kind of food," Cheng Qiang said, "But if he doesn't enter the circle, and when he takes over the company or something, he must be the second generation of chaebol who is popular because of his good looks. .”

Fang Juexia nodded, but he couldn't imagine that scene.In his heart, Pei Tingsong and the stage seemed to be bound.

But it is true that he is tall and slender, and has a face that is both salty and delicious. He is a typical representative of God's rewarding food.Not only is the hardware in place, but the natural fashion expression is also very strong, or in other words, people with personality are very expressive.

Pei Tingsong just stopped in the glass greenhouse, and the picture was already pretty enough.

The group camera also followed. Cheng Qiang felt that the two of them were showing too little friendship, so he pushed Jue Xia and whispered, "You also go to see Xiao Pei."

Fang Juexia was not very willing, but was pushed out by Cheng Qiang, and there was no other way, so he bit the bullet and walked over.

"Adjust the light above your head to make it look bright." Lin Mo checked the screen without raising his head, "Try first, Xiao Pei, you can do whatever you want, I'll grab it and try."

There are all kinds of flowers in the arranged greenhouse, clusters of caramel-colored roses, crowded with pink tulips and clematis, and the continuous water blue endless summer is mixed with bits and pieces of grape wind Nobuko.

Wrapped in a light gray down jacket, Fang Juexia quietly walked behind Pei Tingsong.He didn't know how to speak to him, and he didn't really feel like talking.With makeup on, he looks like a silent snow elf.

With his back turned to him, Pei Tingsong glanced at the flowers, and found a touch of white in the overlapping flower clusters.It is almost squeezed to the innermost by other flowers.He stretched out his hand to push the other flowers away, and the straight green stems inside trembled.

He wants to rescue the white flower.

"Very good." Lin Mo grabbed a few photos and checked them.The corner of Pei Tingsong's mouth curled up very slightly, which was not easy to notice.He was satisfied with this feeling.

"Why did you choose this one?" Fang Juexia asked suddenly.Only then did Pei Tingsong realize his existence.The flower branches here are all fresh-cut, so Pei Tingsong took out the white flower without any scruples.I pinched and turned the flower stem with my fingertips, and brought it to the tip of my nose. There was no ordinary floral fragrance, only a light plant smell.

He smiled and asked, "Why do you think so?"

Fang Juexia lowered his eyes to look at the flowers, and this action drew his long snow-white eyelashes like two trembling petals.

He vaguely detected something.

"If I knew, I wouldn't ask." Fang Juexia raised his eyes again.

Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong raised his eyebrows and handed over the flower, but it was not to Fang Juexia, but stretched to the side of his face, side by side with this face.

His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at something.

However, Pei Tingsong did not draw any conclusions in the end.When she retracted her hand, the blooming flowers brushed against Fang Juexia's jawline.

"I think you know." He raised his eyebrows, his tone was firm and light, he withdrew his hand, and the tiger's mouth of his left hand gathered the scattered petals from bottom to top.

Fang Juexia thought he had never felt this kind of feeling before, and this kind of push and pull speech skills had surpassed his poor communication mode.Pei Tingsong and him are completely different people. When he is straightforward, people are caught off guard, but when he is devious, people can't guess.

He had to admit that this boy who was two and a half years younger than him was a master at games.

"Very good, in good condition." Lin Mo changed his angle and said to Pei Tingsong, "Be gentler, closer to the concept of spring."

The skepticism in Pei Tingsong's bones broke out again, but he said it with a smile, and the way he smiled really fit their so-called "concept".

"The concept of spring must be mild?"

This sentence made the staff present a little stunned.

Fang Juexia also raised her head upon hearing the sound, pulling away from her thoughts.He really admires this kind of personality that can express his opinions anytime and anywhere, which probably has something to do with his living environment since he was a child.

Stay too long in an atmosphere that favors harmony, and the skeptics are long gone.

"When it comes to spring, it is gentle. It is warm and sunny, winter goes to spring. It seems that after the winter is over, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. It has become a stereotype. It is quite boring. Can't you have a new concept?" Said Well, he glanced at Fang Juexia, "For example, the weak winter was imprisoned by Chunri, and he has never seen the sun since then... something like that."

This glance means a lot.

Lin Mo stood up straight, and didn't express his thoughts at once. The other staff didn't dare to say anything. Only the magazine editor and editor-in-chief who were waiting aside were happy, and the team of Xingtu was famous. Reviewing is easy, there are no taboos, and they are happier.

After a while, he started to circle around in place, then stopped suddenly, and asked Fang Juexia, "What do you think?"

Such photographers are not common.Most of the big shot photographers in the industry are arbitrary, and Lin Mo is the same, but he was probably overthrown by Pei Tingsong once, and his threshold has been broadened.

"An aggressive spring," Fang Juexia affirmed, "I like that term."

He wasn't simply obedient, but genuinely interested.What's more, in his eyes, Pei Tingsong is not a kind person, and it doesn't match Wen Xu Chunri's setting at all.

"Do you know?" Lin Mo smiled, and said to Pei Tingsong, "The one who confronted me like this last time and allowed me to compromise successfully was the grand slam-level big flower queen, with high aesthetics and a bad temper. proud."

Everyone knew the hidden meaning of this sentence, so they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Qiang's forehead was sweating. Although Pei Tingsong had a background, it was harder than walking a tightrope to work with a fearless kid like him.

The planning was changed again and again, and the final version was far from the original.But none of the staff present was convinced by Pei Tingsong's expressiveness.After the official shooting started, Fang Juexia left the studio and stood by the monitor.

Pei Tingsong sat lazily on the ground, with one leg propped up and the other stretched forward.Surrounded by flowers, he held a solitary snow-white flower in his hand.The camera is shot from top to bottom.Pei Tingsong's hairstyle was blown fluffy, with a few strands of messy hair hanging down to the center of his eyebrows.When he raised his eyes, the shape of his eyes was narrowed and elongated, and the shadows at the corners of his eyes were almost connected to the petals of pink early cherry blossoms.

But the aggressiveness in his eyes was fully revealed, like a wild beast waiting to be hunted.Surrounded by soft and fragrant flowers, this kind of careless ruthlessness became more and more prominent.

"Very good, good eyesight." Lin Mo lowered his head, and the camera zoomed in. In the camera, he was lying on the silkworm and the little mole under his eyes inexplicably added a sense of real desire.Pei Tingsong turned his face sideways, held the flower branch and handed the half-opened flower to his mouth.

Fang Juexia watched quietly, he thought Pei Tingsong was going to kiss.

But his lips just touched a little like a superficial touch, then opened, and his teeth bit the tender petals.The corners of his mouth are raised, like a beast that has successfully bit the artery of its prey, and the carnival of successful hunting is boiling in his eyes and blood.

The shutter beeped incessantly.

Fang Juexia was a little distracted, he could almost feel the dull pain on the petals at the moment Pei Tingsong's teeth sank.

He inexplicably has a sympathetic feeling with a flower.

Lin Mo was quite satisfied, so satisfied that he didn't have time to talk, but kept pressing the shutter under Pei Tingsong's movements.

"Honey," Andy's voice reappeared, pulling Fang Juexia's thoughts back. He held a powder puff in his hand, "I've been looking for you for a long time, so you're here. Your team relationship is really good."

The relationship is actually not very good.Fang Juexia rolled his eyes and smiled guiltyly. Andy touched up his makeup, "The snow scene has been found, they said there is a park nearby, the scene is very beautiful." He took a few shots, then stood a little farther away and looked at it, "Perfect."

Andy probably refilled himself with perfume when he went out, but the fragrance was surprisingly strong, as if he had spilled half a can on his body with trembling hands, making Fang Jue Xia's nose itchy.He squinted his eyes and lowered his head to bear it for a long time, and finally sneezed.

"Ah chirp."

The sound was originally very small, but Pei Tingsong was immediately attracted by the small sneeze and raised his head.Fang Juexia also turned her head after she sneezed, and the eyes of the two accidentally collided.

Pei Tingsong laughed out loud.

This scene happened to be captured on camera.His chin and lips were covered by broken flowers, but the curvature of his smiling eyes was very clever.

"This one is fake, but it's quite alive." Lin Mo expressed his satisfaction.

He is a photographer who likes to take pictures of parts of models, and this time the target is Pei Tingsong's hands.With the blurred flowers of various colors as the background, Pei Tingsong took out a white flower again, and brushed the petals that overlapped to the point of closing with his fingers, and then grabbed the petals and roughly tore them apart.They were forced to be cruelly separated from the blue sepals, and the broken styles stood alone, trembling and shaking.

It is obviously a destruction, but in the lens and Fang Juexia's pupils, it looks like a real bloom of desire.

The rapid shutter sound is like a metaphor for breathing.The pure white petals were creased into translucent creases, like bruises.Light doesn't lie, it shines through these tiny wounds.The fibers inside are illuminated brightly, which are the capillaries of the flower.

"Cast down."

Following the photographer's instructions, Pei Tingsong stopped raging, and loosened his fingers without hesitation.The petals are like broken butterfly wings, flying down from the fingers and the edge of the palm to complete the mission.

The staff brought a small bowl of bright red cherries.Originally, it was also a prop in the shooting plan. When Fang Juexia took it, he saw that the small bowl was very delicate, and it was made of translucent ice-cracked white porcelain.

"This is beautiful." Fang Juexia couldn't help praising.

Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong came and took the bowl from the staff.

"What's so good? This?" He looked innocent, sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding the bowl in both hands as if he was going to smash it to the ground.

Fang Juexia rarely panicked, "Hey——"

Seeing that the prank worked, Pei Tingsong laughed like a successful child, retracted his hand, stretched in his index finger, which was still stained with flower juice, and stirred it in the small cherry pond.

Lin Mo, who was checking the film, suddenly caught a glimpse of this scene, "Wait, you continue."

The camera is aligned again.

Fingertips penetrated into the soft red and stirred it, Pei Tingsong chose a plump and juicy cherry, brought it to his lips, bit the agate-like roundness with his teeth, and pierced the surface full of plant tension.The bright red sweet juice flowed from the gap between the teeth and the corner of the mouth.

"Very good!" The photographer's high-pitched tone showed his satisfaction with the work without hesitation.

In the monitor, he raised the back of his hand, wiped the bright red juice from the corner of his mouth, and smiled wickedly.Unconsciously, Fang Juexia's Adam's apple moved up and down.

The last picture was fixed on this frame, and Pei Tingsong's satisfied eyes almost seemed to penetrate the screen.

He bit his throat straight.