Palm Idol

"Don't worry, don't worry," Jing Xiang said, "Although your brother and I know that I am very attractive, I will treat everyone fairly..."

"Your narcissism," Jian She said bluntly, "did you learn it from your taste in dressing?"

"..."

After Jian She finished speaking, she strode forward without giving the other party a chance to refute.

Jing Xiang stared blankly at his back for a few seconds, and finally reacted and chased after him: "Oh no, why are you so angry?! Why are you so moody? I don't even understand what I'm talking to you They are still planting bombs, and they will be killed every time they move!..."

·

the next day.

After successfully picking up Xu Lan, the work of filming the MV began non-stop.

The efficiency of the tools in the production department is really not underestimated. During the one-day sightseeing yesterday, they had already stepped on all the points they wanted to shoot according to the script this time. Jianshe and the others only needed to follow the process and get in position.

Although it's a love-themed song, it's not suitable if you really find a girl to come and leave the country, so this time I mainly shot the scene of walking on the island.

The content of the script is as follows. Four youthful teenagers who live on the island head towards the center of the island along different routes, and meet at the gate of the old and nostalgic small theater.

The few people hit it off immediately, and started a small live that was exciting even though there were no spectators, singing about the throbbing and beauty in the young man's heart.

The toolman who acted as the director said at the beginning that the highlight of this MV will be the meeting of the four people and the small live, so the filming will start here, and then the four cameramen will follow up.

The mv doesn't need to be played with sincerity, it just needs to hold the instrument and make a show, which gives Xu Lan, who has just stabilized his emotions, a lot of peace of mind.

"I thought Xu Lan would have to be depressed for a long time before starting work." Sitting next to Lu Yiwen, Xiaomei sighed to him, "Brother Lu, it's really great that you can persuade him to come back."

Because of her words, Lu Yiwen turned his attention to Xu Lan who was standing on the theater stage.

Although the expression was still a little nervous, he was already trying to cooperate with the cameraman's request, and nodded vigorously from time to time to show that he would do well.

He played the piano carefully and solemnly on the stage, as if he had really become the boy in the MV who loved music wholeheartedly.

"But he still has a long way to go." Lu Yiwen sat in the auditorium with his arms folded, and smiled, "This is just the first step."

"Yes. I don't know when these children will grow up. It's really hard work for you."

"Oh, and also."

Lu Yiwen suddenly remembered that he promised to transfer Xu Lan, so he told Xiaomei about Xiaolu and asked her to contact her to transfer Xu Lan.

"If you can't find her in the company directory, you can just ask Xu Lan for her contact information, that is..." When Lu Yiwen said this, he suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but pause.

"What is it?" Xiaomei was still waiting for his next words.

Lu Yiwen looked at Xiaomei's face that looked like Xiaolu's, and hesitated: "...Forget it, why don't I go to contact myself."

Xiaomei was a little puzzled: "What's the matter? I can take care of this little thing for you."

Lu Yiwen didn't answer. He looked at Xiaomei and suddenly became curious.

In his eyes, in this world, apart from characters with character cards, tool people with business cards almost all look the same.But he didn't know what all this looked like to Xiaomei.

"Let's not talk about that, I have a question to ask you." Lu Yiwen pointed to the cameramen who adjusted the machine from time to time, "Do you think they look a bit alike?"

"Camera them?"

"Correct."

"Oh, they," Xiaomei said naturally, "they are the famous quadruplets in our company. Did you just notice?"

"..." Lu Yiwen asked again, "Then when you usually go out on the street, have you ever found someone who looks similar to you?"

"Me?" Xiaomei smiled, "I am the face of the public, and there are quite a lot of people who look like me. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"..."

Faced with Xiaomei's blunt answer, Lu Yiwen knew that he was asking for nothing.

That being said, the system is really pretty cunning in how it handles this kind of problem.

Because the transaction cards will continue to draw duplicate cards, they will look the same, but the characters in the game will not realize this;

The background of the main line is terribly real, but there are only a few places for activities back and forth. Even this island is not out of the province. It is just one of the favorite tourist destinations for local people. Louis Wen has long been on various trips I saw its travel advertisement on the app.

Whenever he feels in a trance that this is not a game, everything is presented in the way of a game.

"I asked casually." Lu Yiwen waved his hand, "Then you should contact Xiaolu."

"Okay." Xiaomei agreed without doubting him.

While the two were chatting here, the people on the stage were also talking.

"...Oh, that's right," the toolman director said to Jian She and the others, "Is there a fixed movement for this melody on the stage?"

"What action?" Jing Xiang glanced at the others, "Isn't everyone improvising on the stage?"

Xu Lan also said: "The teacher who taught Typhoon before seems to have never mentioned such details..."

The matter of the first live had nothing to do with Bai Zhiyuan, he didn't speak up.

"Is that what I remembered wrong?" The tool man patted his head in confusion, "I remember watching your live before, it seemed that the lead singer did something on stage, and there were many audience members who were excitedly comparing themselves to you."

"Uncle, you remember wrongly," Jing Xiang said, "It should be another song, and there are only a few people who compare hearts, how can there be many?"

"Hey, no matter if it's another song or not," the tool man suggested, "I just want to record that action. It feels very interesting and the audience likes it."

"Then you ask our captain, I don't remember what he did at all."

Jing Xiang pushed Jian She out, patted him and said, "Can you remember?"

Jian She frowned lightly, and seemed to have no memory of it.

"Don't remember," he said, "rearrange the action."

The tool man quickly started to move.

The light quickly focused on Jian She, and he lifted the microphone in front of him with his right hand, and held the support rod below with downcast eyes.

Behind him, there are three other people who are ready to take their positions.

In order to let the post-production personnel have traces to follow, speakers are usually used when shooting MVs to synchronize the shooting and music.

The tool man reopened the sound that was turned off just now, and waited quietly until the previous music clip passed, and the lyrics of the part to be shot sounded leisurely——

"Fireworks off, but absent minded"

"Just look up"

"I can see your beautiful side face"

……

"Hey, Brother Lu, look," said Xiaomei, who was chatting with Lu Yiwen in the audience, "The people on the stage stood up. Is this the first time the camera is over?"

"Not yet." Lu Yiwen listened to the speaker, "There should be a few clips to be recorded."

As soon as the voice fell, the familiar climax music entered my ears.

Lu Yiwen looked towards the stage, and bumped into Jian She's light-colored pupils from afar.

In the sweet but not greasy singing, Lu Yiwen could feel Jian She's eyes locked on him, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Today's Jian She is wearing his favorite American style, which is wide but not bloated. The hairband on his head lifts his bangs, showing the most beautiful youthful look on him.

"It's really beautiful..." For a moment, Lu Yiwen was truly amazed by Jian She.

Even though he has black hair but has shallow eyes, this is only plausible in the game world.With that cold white complexion, Jian She is indeed easy to give people a feeling of indifference.

But because of this, when he looked at someone with a smile on his face, the brilliance that bloomed at that moment seemed unmatched by anyone.

Before Lu Yiwen came back to his senses, Jian She turned sideways and lowered his head, even tore off the jacket on the left side, and made a gesture of a gun with his fingers, neatly touching his heart.

Then, he held the microphone and whispered. Following his movements, the sound of the music that seemed to have been frozen began to sound again at this time.

"Heart keeps beating"

"This is the love I hid for a summer"

"This love, I want to tell you verbatim"

"No progress and exhaustion, I can't help but want to confess"

……

Lu Yiwen suddenly felt that the singing seemed to surround him.

"Wow, this action—" Xiaomei admired beside him, "It's so flirtatious! Especially the look in the eyes at the end is absolutely amazing."

"Hmm..." Lu Yiwen hesitated a bit, "It's really cute."

It seems that this song... Lu Yiwen suddenly remembered that Jian She wrote it for him specially.

But he didn't listen to it very well before, and he didn't listen to it with the idea of ​​"making it for himself".

But now it's different.

After he clearly knew the other party's love and longing for him, he listened to this song again, and suddenly there was a feeling in his heart... an indescribable feeling.

Inexplicably, the bottom of my heart softened a little.

"Brother Lu, should you answer something?" Xiaomei turned her head and said excitedly to Lu Yiwen, "Be more careful?"

Lu Yiwen was taken aback: "I compare my heart?"

"That's right, Jian She just kept looking at you just now, as if he was giving you a favor." Xiaomei urged him a little excitedly, "It's okay, just swipe and drag."

In the end, he didn't know whether he was moved by the beauty of Jian She, or because he couldn't bear it because of Xiaomei's disturbance, Lu Yiwen still opened his hand, and compared his heart to Jian She carelessly.

After receiving his signal, Jian She froze slightly on the stage.

But in the next second, his eyes brightened, and he showed the most sincere smile of the whole day towards the audience.

The author has something to say: Speaking of which, the Jian She I have always written has pale eyes

In fact, I originally thought of purple eyes like those on the cover, but writing purple would be too Mary Sue, so I wrote it in a light color... everyone understands (˙-˙)