During the process of buying the car, Yang Fan didn’t say a word. He saw Song Bai’s expressionless face negotiating with the owner. The battery car he bought was the most common model and he cut down 400 yuan abruptly. He saw the owner’s hatred but helplessness. eyes.

"Young people are so fussy." He licked his right finger and began to count the banknotes handed over by Song Bai. The more he counted, the more unhappy he became. "I really don't want to sell it to you. I'm even better at bargaining than girls."

"Live a good life, thank you uncle."

Song Bai handed the battery car to Yang Fan, stepped on the bicycle and prepared to go: "Go home."

"Why do you want to buy something different?" Yang Fan was still a little unaccustomed to getting on the car. How many years has he not touched a battery car?

"I want to take you out for a walk, or a bicycle is better."

Yang Fan raised his eyelids to look at the wheel, and said, "You can ride on my shoulder, my battery car is your bicycle, you think you are riding a mountain bike."

It made sense, Song Bai put his hand lightly on Yang Fan's shoulder: "When are you going to take pictures of the alumni's graduation?"

"It should be all done tomorrow. She said that only the interior scenes are needed."

Yingfeng couldn't hear clearly, Song Bai said loudly, "Are you happy to be a model?"

"Happy, I like acting and showing in front of the camera." Because what he shows is not the most original self, he can change multiple roles and images, and no one can tell which one is his true feelings.

"I sometimes think you're not happy and you don't like it."

"If you are in adversity and can't get rid of it, then try to adapt. I didn't like it at first but I got used to it. Facing the outside world, I can't change my career. Song Bai, if you think too well of me, you will be disappointed. .”

The last sentence was said in a low voice, Song Bai asked back and got no reply, all he got was a slightly bitter and meaningful smile from Yang Fan, he shook his head and didn't ask any more questions, if Yang Fan wanted to say it, he would definitely say it.

……

After Song Bai went to work, Yang Fan had nothing to do. He waited for Su Yide's call every day, but he was disappointed again and again. He even suspected that the old man's appreciation at the beginning was fake, but he still didn't believe it. suitable person.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, Yang Fan only hoped not to be too desperate.

As the day passed while waiting, Cao Xue was very excited and kept reminding the time in the discussion group with only three people, and Yang Fan also repeatedly assured that he would not be late, and when he went out, he looked at the brand-new battery car and fell into deep thought.

Forget it, just in time to get the car back.

The shooting location was a studio borrowed from the school. Yang Fan asked Cao Xue and her classmate's works what the theme was. Cao Xue said it was a collision of classics and fashion, and he was immediately delighted, "Do you think How to shoot."

Cao Xue spoke very softly while changing the camera, and it was only later that Yang Dan realized that her natural baby voice was a big deal, "I have seen the works of Jia Jing's studio, and you are super expressive in it, I want to learn."

"You want to come to me because you saw a picture of her studio?"

Alas, who said that the cutest person has a good height difference, his neck is sore when he bows his head and talks.

Cao Xue immediately shook her head: "No, it's true that we like you. Even if we don't see the photos of Teacher Jia's studio, we will try our best to invite you. It is my wish to store beautiful people or things in the camera."

Such a pure desire is rare. Yang Fan smiled like a big brother next door and patted the girl on the shoulder: "Let's shoot well, and then you will also promote it to me. Models are not easy to eat."

"I will." The little girl's eyes were full of longing and longing for the future, and Yang Fan was inexplicably flustered, his old face couldn't help but quickly turned away.

"I still have a set..."

"Hey, the clothes are here. I'm sorry I'm late." Another protagonist arrived, and Cao Xue held back what she hadn't said. She was always shy, but now she lowered her head and dared not look at Yang Fan.

The three outfits are very interesting, like the improvement of Hanfu. There is no requirement for the makeup of the model. The only requirement is the feeling. PS does increase the atmosphere of the photo, but the preparation in the early stage is sometimes more important than the later stage. For the model, it can follow the camera. Changing movements is a necessary skill. Yang Fan is neither arrogant nor contemptuous of others, but he is almost sure that if Cao Xue invites classmates or others, the labor force will be several times higher or the effect will be unsatisfactory.

It is not enough to have excellent photography and models, unique artistic ideas and inspiration are also needed to truly make a good work.

Of course, Yang Fan has not been so kind and troublesome to tell Cao Xue how to shoot. What Cao Xue needs is to communicate with him: "Interior scenes are enough?"

Cao Xue took a test shot to see the effect, and whispered, "Yes, it's fine."

Cao Xue's classmate's surname is Chen Dan and her name is Ya, and her dressing style can be regarded as retro and cute. Her temper and Cao Xue are almost the type of soft dumplings at a glance.

One person helped to blow the set, while the other person was in charge of the whole shooting. It was also the first time for Yang Fan to wear the improved Hanfu. His hairstyle remained the same, but he had a small ponytail to make it fluffy. He looked retro and neutral with black silk-rimmed glasses, and his makeup was light and not heavy. He felt relaxed and happy during the shooting.

Although the limit on the number of people is a bit hasty, but the young girls who are new to the industry have no brains but dare to try. Yang Fan feels that he is not at a loss this time.

The last set of clothes used smoke cakes, and the room was full of immortality, Yang Fan made a joke: "I don't think I want to be promoted to immortality."

"Remember to take us with you if you are a fairy." Cao Xue took the opportunity to take a picture of the model smiling at the camera, and said pleasantly, "Let's shoot like this, I like this natural and cheerful rhythm."

At the end, Yang Fan glanced at the films, and there were very few waste films: "I also like these groups."

Cao Xue noticed that the model she was looking for was in a good mood, she smiled at her friend and said boldly, "Student Yang Fan, do you think my skills are good enough?"

"Huh?" He thought he had heard it wrong, and responded with a smile, "I only know that the shooting process is easy, let's pass."

"Then we still have a set of Hanfu here, do you want to take it? We need to go outside to shoot but we can guarantee that it will be in the city, and we may need to go into the water in the end." I am afraid that I have taken advantage of it, Cao Xue blushed and lowered her head to explain, "This time we will pay cost."

Standing face to face, Yang Fan pondered for a few seconds.

Cao Xue was trembling for fear that he would refuse, and she didn't know what she was looking at while holding the camera.

"Okay, but I have to go on a business trip for a few days, and there is a program that requires me to go up and walk around."

"It's okay, we're in no hurry."

Probably because of Cao Xue’s excitement, and the p-picture speed is also very fast. When Yang Fan picked up the car from the car dealership and returned, he had already sent a few finished photos. He threw down the car keys and ran to the second floor to show it to Song Bai. Song Bolei made dinner on time without moving, and cut vegetables meticulously in a pink apron. He was a little surprised when he saw the photo: "It looks good." Thinking of the last time the reaction was so small that the other party felt a little emotional and felt that he didn't care about him, Song Bai immediately added a few words .

"The color tone is very comfortable, Fanfan, you look so pretty when you smile."

"It's not the sex-cold tone I imagined, it's Japanese, Song Mubai, our school is full of talents."

Song Bai nodded in agreement: "Those who can be admitted to our school are hard-working people."

"I'm the only one who has become a scumbag."

Song Bai felt that he should boast something more, "You are already very good. No one in our class has your ability. It can be seen from the deposit."

"Don't flatter me, I feel guilty."

"But I think you are the most powerful."

"Song Mubai." Yang Fan suddenly called him seriously.

"What's wrong?" He thought that the other party was about to get angry, so he wiped his hands silently to prepare to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan grabbed his face first when he came up, and he came up and gritted his teeth: "I just like your temperament of telling the truth."

"Don't you like to listen to the truth?" Song Bai let go of his hanging heart, put his arms around the young man's waist, bowed his head and rubbed his cheek.

Yang Fan rubbed against him in a daze, folded his arms around his neck and said softly, "I only like your honesty."

"Then I will often say it in the future."

Yang Fan sighed and didn't speak again, he didn't speak, Song Bai didn't ask, just hugged him silently, smelled the good smell and patted the other person's back, he still couldn't be as articulate to the person he likes outside fluent.

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