The seventh rule of the male god

-We always want to be the person we can't be.

For the first scene between Yun Changfeng and Su Yu, the crew went to the mountains to shoot the scene, because the model Agi in the play and the photographer Mr. Li met in the mountains, and that was the turning point of Agi's career.

The air in the mountains is very good. This time Agi is not here for travel, but to participate in the shooting of a game promotional video with other models, but it acts as a background board.

Agi walked out of the shooting location with mineral water, and walked up the mountain unconsciously. He saw a man standing beside a stream, holding a camera to take pictures of the gurgling water, with an ethereal demeanor. What caught Agi's attention was because he was only wearing ordinary clothes. The white shirt and white slacks, and even the shoes are pure white, which is particularly eye-catching in the mountains and rivers. The sun shone slightly on his hair. The man put down the camera and looked at Agi with cold eyes——

With a bang, Agi seemed to be deprived of all thoughts and words, thinking in a trance, is this person... is he also a model?

The photographer tilted his head to look at him for a while, and walked towards Agi. Agi stared blankly at him, but the photographer just passed him by, and he blinked involuntarily.

"Card—this game is over, rest for 10 minutes, and prepare for the next game—"

Su Yu walked to Yun Changfeng's side and praised: "CC's acting is very good."

Yun Changfeng leaned on the chair, his expression was always calm, he shook his head, "No, it's just that the character of this character is very similar to mine, but more delicate and paranoid."

Su Yu sat beside him, looked at him with a smile, and sighed in a whisper, "After playing a scene with CC, I finally understand why I am not suitable for the modeling industry."

Yun Changfeng asked politely: "Why?"

Su Yu didn't answer, just stood up and glanced at the director, and said funny: "The filming is about to start, let's take our places."

Although the shooting of the first rival scene was very smooth, it does not mean that it will continue smoothly. When the photographer decided to help Agi, at least Lin Qing kept NGing, obviously the scene was very smooth——

When asked why, he just stared at the screen and kept muttering, "It feels like something is wrong, no, it shouldn't feel like this - that's right - CC, come here!"

After pondering for a long time, Lin Qing's eyes lit up, and he called Yun Changfeng over. When Yun Changfeng heard the words, Lin Qing took a look at him, and told him, "Mr. Li is neither cold nor cold. Outer heat, he is water, but harder than water, he is ice, but softer than ice, he helps Agi, not for any public reason, not to make himself famous, because he is already famous, nor to watch I fell for Agi's talent, because there are more talented people than Agi in the modeling industry. He saw Agi's heart, and his help came from pity—he was a whim, he was sympathy, he was charity, so Only then did he decide to help Agi the second time he met him, and there was a faint disgust in his help, disgust for Agi's ambition, but you can't show too much, you are reserved, half-revealed reserved—— —”

Yun Changfeng nodded clearly, and started shooting No. 12 of this scene.

At this time Agi already knew the identity of the photographer, and he was a little excited. The excitement was like a sea, surrounding him layer by layer. He restrained his emotions and sat opposite the photographer. He lowered his eyes and flipped through the fashion magazines in his hands.

After a long time, Agi's lips twitched, "Mr. Li, I..."

The photographer raised his eyes to look at him again, tilted his head to look at him, with no expression on his face, his eyes seemed to be looking at him, and seemed to be watching him wandering away. Agi became nervous and stuck again.

The photographer seemed to find it amused, and slightly raised the corners of his lips. The smile contained inexplicable emotions, which seemed to be mocking, but also seemed to be nothing.

Agi was taken aback, and murmured: "...I, I hope you can be my photographer..."

Although he knew that there was little hope, Agi still had the courage to speak out. The photographer finally looked at him. Agi didn't understand what kind of eyes it was. Under the eyes, people feel that he seems to have a story to tell, but it doesn't seem like it.

The photographer lowered his head and continued to look at the fashion magazine in his hand.

Agi was a little disappointed, and was about to leave, but heard the photographer say: "My photographic equipment is in your studio."

Agi was taken aback for a moment before realizing that it was agreed, and she immediately smiled. The photographer slightly raised the corners of his mouth, but there was not much smile.

"Card—perfect—"

At first, Lin Qing felt that what he said was not very clear, because the role of Mr. Li was really difficult to understand, but after watching Yun Changfeng's performance, he couldn't restrain his excitement. This is the Mr. Li he imagined in his heart. Li!Perfect!Simply perfect!

The next filming went smoothly. Generally speaking, Yun Changfeng’s job was quite easy. The busiest one was the director, who had to fly to Hong Kong and New York. Don't worry, sometimes he will shoot important scenes, and the rest will be handed over to the assistant director. Anyway, he has two assistant directors, but he can only make the best use of them.

The sky is high, the clouds are light, and the wind is light.

This is the vast sky and sea. There are birds and white clouds in the sea, and fish and reefs in the sky.

Yun Changfeng fiddled with the photographic equipment, capturing the ambiguity in light and shadow. Su Yu stood by the sea and looked at the camera. He looked at Yun Changfeng in the camera, and there was a trace of inexplicable emotion in his eyes, like a clear and pure Wang Yang and Yun Changfeng pursed their lips and frowned slightly.

This is Mr. Li's last scene, which is to shoot a group of sea-breeze fashion photos for Agi. The shooting has not officially started yet, and the two are just looking for feelings.

The director looked at the two people on the set, and the atmosphere floating between them gave him a clue. He waved the script in his hand and shouted to them: "CC, Su Yu, you guys will be filming later. Keep this atmosphere going!"

"It should be like this! How can someone not like someone like Mr. Li? How can someone not be moved! Even if Agi has a sweetheart, even if Agi is straight, that kind of faint affection and faint ambiguity, That kind of emotion that even Agi himself didn't discover, that kind of affection that can only float in the eyes, should have existed! It should have existed!"

The entire set fell silent.

Yun Changfeng and Su Yu looked at each other, fell silent for a while, and started shooting under Lin Qing's command.

Mr.Li took the last group of photo albums for Agi, which also made the model industry discover the advantages and luminous points of Agi as a model, and laid the groundwork for Agi's final international popularity. However, Mr.Li has since disappeared. In Agi's world, later on, Agi became a frequent visitor in major fashion magazines, but Mr. Li's name was only occasionally seen, and then slowly, he disappeared completely.

After finishing his role, Yun Changfeng left the crew and returned to China. However, when he got off the plane, he was surrounded by reporters who had been waiting for a long time.

"CC, recently there was a rumor about your romantic relationship with Andyer, a rookie in the modeling industry. What's your attitude towards it?"

"CC, you went to New York, but you didn't do it for the show. CC, what kind of mentality do you have?"

"I heard that the male lead of "October Lover" is at odds with you, is it true?"

"CC..."

Various problems emerged one after another, and the airport security had to come out to maintain order. Yun Changfeng was wearing Gucci sunglasses, and his tall figure was holding up an off-white woolen coat. It was simple, fashionable, and generous—the side profile was sharp and indifferent, somewhat reserved and accommodating , the reporter also had to lament in his heart that he deserves to be an international supermodel.

Yun Changfeng pursed his lips to briefly answer some main questions, and still walked quickly, with the elegance of walking on a catwalk.

"I've always regarded Andyer as a junior."

"There is a complex feeling of returning to my hometown but not my mother's home."

"Is it bad? I think it's okay."

After barely getting out of the airport, Yun Changfeng got on the black Lotus that Dreter had been waiting outside. To be honest, he didn’t believe it was Dreter’s car at first—it wasn’t showy at all, it wasn’t ostentatious at all, it wasn’t at all Dreter.

Dreter may have seen his thoughts, and said softly: "During the period after returning to China, I have fully understood the benefits of Chinese paparazzi's perseverance and low profile through personal experience."

"..."