After rebirth, I want to divorce every day

The theme of Shangchao this time is morning, which is the spring series that it plans to launch next year.

Although Zheng Tian is sloppy and informal in his daily life, he pursues romance and delicacy extremely in clothing design.

It can be said that there is gold and jade in it, but failure in it.

Lin Tiantian was the opposite.

As a cute girl with a sweet appearance and a sweet name, her favorite is the cool and dark style.

This time the theme was designed and created by the two of them.

At first the duo intended to merge styles, but this proved difficult as they often bickered over whose design should stand out in a given design.

According to witnesses, who did not want to be named, there were sometimes physical altercations.The specific type of physical conflict will not be disclosed here.

In the end, for the long-term development of the relationship between the two, they decided to design separately.

Based on this situation, this spring series has two main pieces.

Wen Quchen followed the staff to the dressing room prepared for him, and changed into the one designed by Zheng Shan first.

The base is apricot white, the hem of the clothes is a dark blue gradient, and the place where it overlaps with the apricot white is blue water, like broken ice floating on a blue lake when it is warm and spring.The clouds embroidered with silver-white silk thread on the collar reflect a little cold light as the light changes from different angles.

The lower body is a pair of taupe trousers, embroidered with gray lines of dead branches, winding upwards from the trouser legs.

All things have just melted, not yet grown.

The use of a large number of light-colored fabrics will make people look clean, but the loose and soft fabrics can make people look like an old man who is going to the park to play Tai Chi in the next second...

As a designer, Zheng Shan was indeed worried about this problem, but when he saw Wen Quchen walking out of the dressing room, he no longer had any worries at all.

Elegant, immortal, and dignified, like a noble son from an aristocratic family.

He was still smacking and savoring, when suddenly there was another person in his sight.

Jiang Ke held a coat and handed it over.

"Put it on first, it's cold."

Zheng Shan: ...Brother, it's 20 degrees indoors.

Wen Quchen was speechless in his heart, looked at him speechlessly and said: "...Thank you, no need."

The shooting scene has already been set up, with black as the background, forming a contrasting color with the clothes.

Like filming, photography also requires the characters under the lens to have souls and emotions, to bring in the artistic conception and characters, instead of just standing there alone.

But the difference from filming is that photography has stricter requirements on the expression of the eyes of the models.

Because static photos record the feeling of a moment, and convey what you want to convey to others through the freeze frame.

Before the shooting started, Wen Quchen specifically asked Zheng Shan about his design philosophy, hoping to gain a deeper understanding of the message the designer wanted to convey.

But Zheng Shan smiled and said, "Mr. Wen, you don't need to ask me about my design concept. Clothes are for people to wear. What you feel when you wear them is what I want to express."

"If what you feel doesn't match what I want to express, it's my designer's problem, not yours, so Mr. Wen, you can express it freely and don't worry about me."

Wen Quchen fell silent.

This is the first time Shang Chao heard such a serious sentence from Zheng Shan since he came here, he was a little moved...

So in order not to disappoint Zheng Shan's sudden seriousness, he decided to act according to his own feelings.

He dragged the white chair to the side, placed it in front of the background, straddled it, put his arms on the back of the chair to support his chin, and then smiled.

The spring water is sparkling, warm and spring.

A pair of eyes are full of the warmth of spring.

Zheng Shan stood aside, watching Wen Quchen constantly change his movements, a little dumbfounded.

"This, this, I thought Mr. Wen was a steady person, no, I didn't expect to be so escaped."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Tiantian secretly poked him beside him, telling him to shut up and stop talking.

He looked to the side, and Jiang Ke was looking at him expressionlessly. ...

"Boss, boss, I was just shocked. I didn't mean to talk about Mr. Wen, really."

Jiang Ke turned his head and said, "That's because you don't know him, only I know what kind of person he is."

Zheng Shan, Lin Tiantian: ...What's the matter with this slightly smug tone? ? ?

The suit was shot very smoothly, and the photographer's voice of "Okay, very good, one more photo" kept coming.

Although there are suspicions of habitual praise to boost the model's confidence, judging from the time spent and the photographer's satisfied expression, the desired effect should indeed be captured.

After the filming, Wen Quchen followed Cen Ya to change into the next set of clothes.

If Zheng Shan's spring is hope and failure, then Lin Tiantian's spring should be a cold spring.

The black jacket and black overalls are simply like a hot item from a certain treasure, without any style at all.

Oh, and there is a large piece of fine glitter on it, which is not conspicuous.

After Wen Quchen changed his clothes, he was sitting in the dressing room changing his makeup when Lin Tiantian came in.

With a pitiful look, "Mr. Wen, can we discuss it?"

Wen Quchen looked at her from the mirror, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"I just thought about a new makeup look yesterday, can I change it again?"

The little girl was squatting beside the chair, clasped her hands together as if praying, looking very pitiful.

Wen Quchen smiled and said gently: "You should tell the makeup artist about this matter. I signed the contract to cooperate with you. So I will agree to all reasonable requests."

Lin Tiantian stood up excitedly and said "Thank you, Teacher Wen".

Wen Quchen closed his eyes, feeling the makeup brush sweeping back and forth on his face, soft and drowsy.

"Okay, you can open your eyes."

As the makeup artist finished speaking, Wen Quchen opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror.

Before that, the makeup that Lin Tiantian communicated with the makeup artist was to match the clothes, with a dark and cool style, and the whole makeup was mainly black.

But the makeup now is completely different from before.

The light-colored makeup and the silver-white mist extending from the forehead to the left eye clearly showed the alienation in Wen Quchen's gentleness.

It's like a piece of ice that is about to melt and turn into water, but its essence is still a piece of ice, sharp and cold.

Jiang Ke appeared behind him, stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Tiantian with a stern look, and looked back at Wen Quchen with a gloomy face.

He will never allow anyone to understand Wen Quchen better than him!

Wen Quchen looked at Jiang Ke who suddenly lowered his face behind him, feeling a little confused.

What does he mean by looking like he wants to eat people?Don't you like him? !

Thinking about it this way, Wen Quchen didn't show it on his face, and felt choked up in his heart.

The shooting of this set of clothes was also very smooth. The cool and fairy-like makeup and the dark clothes formed a strong contrast, and the beauty of cutting and tearing rushed over.

When the filming was about to finish, Cen Ya suddenly felt a little urgent, so she asked Wen Quchen for a leave of absence and left first.Before leaving, she still told him not to run around alone, and the driver would pick him up later.

Wen Quchen repeatedly agreed.

Then after filming, he sneaked into the underground garage, ready to "abscond".

"Want to escape?"

Just as he was opening the car door to get in the car, a slightly joking voice sounded behind him, and when he looked back, it was indeed Jiang Ke again.

Did this bastard press the locator on him!Why is it so lingering!

Wen Quchen leaned on the car door, twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and said in a very unfriendly tone, "Haha."

Jiang Ke: ... seems to have been pissed off by yin and yang.

"Don't run away, young master, how about I treat you to a meal? It's to make up for the missed meal last time, how about it?"

He walked forward while talking, the syllables fell, and the person had already pushed in front of Wen Quchen, and he looked over slightly, with a sense of oppression in the corner of his smiling eyes, as if if he didn't agree, he would be able to carry him in the next second Get up and throw it in the car and take it away.

Wen Quchen's hand holding the car door gradually tightened, and his fingertips began to turn white.

This kind of Jiang Ke is a little strange to him.

how to say?

More aggressive?

It should be like this, the current Jiang Ke has some eagerness and aggression that Jiang Ke didn't have in his previous life.

It was as if something he was seeking was too late.

What is it?

Jiang family?

Then why did he keep working hard on him?

Wen Quchen was full of thoughts and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Jiang Ke looked at the distracted man in front of him, thinking to be patient and wait for his answer.

Then he said, "Otherwise, I will tell your manager that you are disobedient and run away alone."

Wen Quchen, whose thoughts were interrupted, silently rolled his eyes, let go of the car door, turned around and went to the co-pilot, and said in a very noble and cold voice: "You drive."

Jiang Ke lowered his head and smiled secretly, his eyes full of doting.

The car stopped at a very artistic private restaurant.

The waiter led the two into the box, and then withdrew.

The temperature in the room was a bit high, just as Wen Quchen took off his coat and put it on a chair beside him, the menu Jiang Ke handed over appeared in front of him.

"See what you want to eat?"

Wen Quchen took the menu, ordered a few vegetables, and handed the menu back to Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke took it with a frown, and looked at him disapprovingly: "Do you have any plans recently? How thin have you become? You still eat so little."

He said something he didn't agree with, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to order food and force Wen Quchen to eat it. He only hoped that the educated people would consciously add some meat dishes.

"I'm going to try Director Xu's play in a few days." Wen Quchen took the kettle and poured water, and explained casually.

Jiang Ke didn't speak anymore, but still frowned, thinking in his heart, it seems that he has to find a chance to put a nutritionist next to him, what should he do if he continues to starve his body to death.

The meal was very quiet, Wen Quchen didn't want to talk to anyone, and just ate hard, Jiang Ke was afraid of disturbing the other person's meal, so he didn't dare to speak.

So the meal passed without incident in a weird but balanced way.

Then Jiang Ke sent Wen Quchen back to the apartment, and was ruthlessly rejected by Young Master Wen: the proposal to go in and have a cup of tea.

So Mr. Jiang could only go back to the apartment opposite Young Master Wen's door in despair.

[The author has something to say: It's a holiday, it's a holiday! !I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long QAQ]