Fanservice Paradox

After shooting Pei Tingsong, everyone gathered in front of the monitor to check the original film, and everyone was full of praise.As soon as there were more people, Fang Juexia subconsciously wanted to step back to make room for everyone.

With this retreat, I accidentally retreated into someone's arms.

Fang Juexia subconsciously bowed her head to say sorry, but the man grabbed her shoulders instead.

"Does it look good, Brother Jue Xia?"

He had just washed his hands, and there was still water in them, so Pei Tingsong just put his wrists on Fang Juexia's shoulders and hung them empty.Fang Juexia didn't even need to lift his head, just by hearing the words "Brother Juexia", he knew there was a camera next to them.

"Yeah." He had no choice but to cooperate more respectfully.

Pei Tingsong pressed on, "Which one looks the best?"

A picture appeared in Fang Juexia's mind, but he still chose to say the safe answer, "They all look good."

Cheng Qiang was more satisfied than Pei Tingsong himself, he couldn't stop laughing, then he turned around and remembered something, "By the way, Jue Xia, did you post a warm baby? It's going to be cold outside later."

Fang Juexia nodded, "It's posted."

"Paste more."

Pei Tingsong became playful, "How many pieces have been pasted? Where are they pasted?" He looked down at the sweater on Fang Juexia, trying to find some clues from it.Relying on the camera, Fang Juexia would not make any resistance movements, his hands slid directly from his shoulders, stroked his shoulder blades, and then went down.

"I found it." Pei Tingsong bent his smiling eyes, and rubbed his shoulder blades unceremoniously, "Two."

Fang Juexia wanted to resist, but Pei Tingsong acted like a cute younger brother, without any malice or tricks.Nor can he interrupt his business in front of the camera.

"Only posted two?" Cheng Qiang began to worry again, "Two are not enough, I need to post more."

Pei Tingsong's hand continued to slide down, "There must be more." His motive was very simple and naive, he just wanted to challenge the threshold of people like Fang Juexia, and wanted to break the border.The shell on Fang Juexia's body is too thick, he looks like a fake.

"Also." Fang Juexia left half of his embrace calmly, "I put on four pieces, and there are hand warmers." He shrank his face to the down collar, looked at Cheng Qiang, trying to change the subject , "Let's go."

"I'll ask."

Fang Juexia left with Cheng Qiang.Seeing how he wanted to hide from him, Pei Tingsong found it interesting instead.

After the single-person shooting, the staff began to withdraw the scene. He was still pitying these flowers before, but he didn't expect the props team to take them away again. It was probably needed for the double shooting. When they passed by, Pei Ting Song asked casually.

"What's the name of this white flower?" He pointed to the flower he used for the photo just now.

The prop assistant replied, "This one, Lisianthus."

Lisianthus... Pei Tingsong nodded, and took out his mobile phone to search.

The name sounds nice.

Various forms of this flower appeared on the screen of the mobile phone. At a glance, the pure white one was the most beautiful.Below the picture is a list of its aliases, as well as the various meanings added by those people.

Tuan Zong's cameraman followed, Pei Tingsong put away his phone, tilted his head towards the camera, then turned the small monitor screen to face him, and straightened his hair.

"Handsome?"

The camera pans up and down.

The staff of the magazine were almost ready, and Cheng Qiang took his things, "OK, let's drive after them." Cheng Qiang asked, "Will Xiao Pei go?"

Pei Tingsong had already put on a thick coat at this time, playing a logic game with the photographer of Tuan Zong, tossing the camera until it kept panning.When he was called, Pei Tingsong turned his face away.

He wanted to sleep, and was about to say no, when Fang Juexia answered for him, "He doesn't need to go."

"That's right, it's cold outside, then Xiao Pei, you can go to the double room first and wait for me..."

Pei Tingsong put his hands in his pockets, "I'm going." He deliberately grinned, "My brother was by my side when I took pictures. Now that my brother is taking pictures, of course I have to go, otherwise it would be too embarrassing."

You don't have to.Fang Juexia had a headache and could only talk about it in his heart.

The snow scene they chose was a spruce forest, covered with snow overnight, it really became as woody as its name.Although Pei Tingsong spoke beautifully, he sat next to Fang Juexia and fell asleep as soon as he got in the car.

"It's a pity that these photos are used as inside pages." Andy's tone was exaggerated, but his words were not exaggerated at all.Lin Mo, who has always been venomous, also said, "The expressiveness is pretty good, and generally prickly people are good candidates for being models."

Cheng Qiang laughed along with him.Fang Juexia looked out the window silently, feeling that the head of the guy next to him was bouncing forward again and again like fishing.

The injury at the corner of the eye is still not healed, and if this continues, another scar will be added to the forehead.In the past, Fang Juexia would definitely not care.But in the past, Pei Tingsong would not sit next to him.

Just when Pei Tingsong fell forward again, Fang Juexia covered his forehead with his palm, and helped him back until the back of his head obediently rested on the back of the chair.After completing this arduous project, Fang Juexia breathed a sigh of relief, and caught sight of Pei Tingsong's hand, which was red from the cold.

"Hurry up and set up the lighting props, hurry up!"

"The filming is about to start!"

Fang Juexia walked to the depths of the spruce forest step by step according to the instructions. Lin Mo took a picture behind him, and then checked the original film.The composition of the picture is the blankness of the sky and the snow. Under the clusters of tall and dark spruces and firs, there is the back view of Fang Juexia in a black sweater.

His temperament is indeed very cold, almost blending with the snow here.

The shooting assistant sprinkled some snow on Fang Juexia's hair, echoing the white eyelashes.The tip of his nose was red from the cold, and even the birthmarks on the corners of his eyes were even redder.This face is more suitable for close-up anyway.

Lin Mo asked him to lie on the snowy ground, and the camera was pressed down extremely low to capture his side face when he was lying flat. The curve from the forehead to the bridge of the nose and then to the peak of the lip was like a continuous snow mountain, and there was still a blush at the foot of the snow mountain, like It is a wound left before the departure of spring.He already had a double-exposure composition picture in his mind, such a curve, and then reflected the cold spruce forest.

He was right, Fang Juexia was perfect for winter.

Pei Tingsong fell asleep, turned his head to the right, and woke up suddenly.When I opened my eyes, there was no one in the car, and I had a vague feeling that something was wrong.When I lowered my head, there was a small spherical hand warmer in my hand, which was very warm.

He opened the car door and went down, the cold wind poured into his neck, and he woke up instantly.Stepping on the snow and walking towards the large army step by step, Pei Tingsong saw Fang Juexia from a distance. He stood in the snow forest, not like a human, but like a deer lost in the snow.

It turns out that a person's temperament can really be so clean.

The temperature outside is not as hot as inside. Fang Juexia had to stop for a while to warm up during the filming. The assistant handed him hot tea and a down jacket so that he could recover as quickly as possible.Seeing Pei Tingsong approaching, Lin Mo said to him quite satisfied, "You are quite talented."

Pei Tingsong asked with a smile, "Which aspect are you talking about?" He intuitively knew that the other party was not referring to the expressiveness during shooting.

"Aesthetics." Lin Mo paused, "Sensibility, creativity." After speaking, he handed the camera to Pei Tingsong, lit a cigarette and handed it to his mouth, vaguely said, "He is really suitable for winter."

"And it's a non-aggressive winter." Pei Tingsong looked at Fang Juexia's eyes in the original film, straight and tough, with a bit of moist softness hidden.

"I heard what your sister said, and I thought you were a bluffing hip-hop fanatic. I didn't expect this deity to be like this."

"It's your prejudice against hip-hop." Pei Tingsong was also unceremonious, "Its spiritual core is free and profound."

Lin Mo nodded, not hiding his attitude, "Then don't you feel a pity to be an idol?"

When he asked this question, Pei Tingsong's first reaction was not pity, but he remembered the previous dispute between him and Fang Juexia.

[Dreams are not high or low, only realizable and unrealizable. ]

He breathed a long sigh of relief, the white mist curled up, and he wanted to say it was a pity, but he should have said it.

Looking far away, he saw Fang Juexia wearing a thick down jacket ten meters away.As the crew prepares for the next round of shoots and sets near him, he stomps on the snow and, with a few kicks, it seems to turn into a dance move.The little fool who was just stepping on the snow suddenly began to dance a little bit, and wrapped in a big down jacket, just like a little penguin with slippery feet.

The phone vibrated, and Pei Tingsong lowered his head to unlock the screen. It was their group chat group.

[Nothing but beauty: @大连市草路不方 I suddenly thought of an action that is very suitable to be included as a killingpart, go back and discuss it. ]

He also sent a rustic sun emoji.

It turns out that when he chats, he also has emotions and is very happy.Pei Tingsong looked up at Fang Juexia, and found that he stomped his feet on the snow a few times in small increments. He didn't return to Fang Juexia's small ice cube mode until he was stopped by Andy who was putting on makeup.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Mo squatted down with a smile and poked the cigarette on the snow to extinguish it, "I really think it's a pity."

Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong said at this time, "Probably not." He kicked the snow and put his hands in his pockets, "I don't know." After speaking, he walked towards Fang Juexia and heard him humming The tune is very nice.

Fang Juexia closed his eyes obediently, and let Andy apply transparent lip oil on his eye sockets. Suddenly, the back of his neck felt cold, and he suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head. Seeing Pei Tingsong behind him, he said with a smile, "I threw it away. A snowball goes in."

Seeing Fang Juexia's eyes widen, Pei Tingsong laughed loudly, "I lied to you."

The filming went smoothly, but it was too cold outside. Just after a snowman's head was piled up, Pei Tingsong's teeth chattered from the cold. He kicked away the snowball that had been rubbed for a long time, and quickly hid in the working team's carport and sat down.His eyes were drawn to the original film on the monitor.There are two monitors, one on the left and one on the right. The one on the left is straight out of Lin Mo's camera, and the one on the right is the video taken by the sideshow of the magazine.

In the picture, Fang Juexia is lying on his back. Unlike the previous group, his eye sockets are wet after changing his makeup, and some transparent liquid slides across his cheeks, like tear stains.Snow-white eyelashes framed his confused eyes.

The birthmark is red, the tip of the nose is red, and so are the lips, slightly open, a piece of crystal ice is on it, and a cherry is frozen in the transparent ice.

This one is too pretty.Pei Tingsong watched intently, and only came back to his senses when he heard the sound.

He looked at the display screen on the right. In the video, the ice cubes were constantly melting, and the water dripped from the corner of his mouth. When Lin Mo's voice yelled ok, Fang Juexia turned his face to the side and opened his lips. Ice cubes spat into hands.He sat up with snow on his hair, and the birthmarks at the corners of his eyes were as red as his lips, and he laughed, "It's so cold." He put the back of his hand on his lips, then took it away, and repeated several times, "The lips are so cold." Numb."

Pei Tingsong suddenly thought of the touch of the candy paper.

Obviously it was a long time ago, but that feeling has not been forgotten.

"It's really born to eat this bowl of rice." The staff not far behind sighed, "This face is prettier than girls."

"That's right. It's a pity if the woman is so beautiful. Otherwise, there must be many people chasing her." Another male planner showed a meaningful expression on his face, "No wonder..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone grabbed his shoulders, and he saw Pei Tingsong's innocent smiling face from the side.

"No wonder what?" His tone was kind and curious, "I want to hear it too."

The author has something to say: My writing style will be adjusted according to the chapters and characters, sometimes it will be more burning and some will be more funny, and the writing will be very straightforward.These chapters of the magazine are also different. It needs a sense of imagery, so there will be more descriptions.Pei Tingsong's settings occasionally need to be poetic and romantic.

If you like the type of fast-paced progress bar, I am very sorry that I am not that type of style. I hope that every reader can find their favorite article, and then have fun~