Beautiful strong and miserable boy group

Tan Xiaowu turned his head to look at Lao Hu in the driver's seat, and squeezed out a smile, "Brother, did we go the right way?"

Lao Hu burst into laughter in his heart, there are not many scenes that can make this bastard feel flustered.

If it can make them have some sense of crisis, then it is really necessary to hire someone to give them such a simulation exercise.

Of course, his face was tense, and he looked at them with a look of surprise and encouragement, "I didn't expect you to have fans, maybe they accidentally found out about your itinerary, it's okay, don't If you panic, just walk normally."

Tan Xiaowu's long legs, which could be kicked to the top of the head at any time, were a little out of control for a while.

It's not that he has never seen a big scene. When there are hundreds of audiences sitting in the auditorium of the school, he can finish the performance calmly and then call the curtain gracefully.

But this is different!

This is the first time they meet fans.

Even now, he still can't believe that one day, someone will hold a light sign, shout his name, eagerly and excitedly looking forward to seeing him, so many people will like him?

Those calm and calm seemed to be easily defeated in front of the word "like".

Tan Xiaowu took several deep breaths back and forth, but did not relieve the tension.

Ruan Mengxi patted him on the shoulder and smiled at him.

"Brother, it's okay, we're here."

Ruan Mengxi grabbed Tan Xiaowu's hand.

Tan Xiaowu was startled for a moment, and he glanced sideways at Shen Shushi and Bi Sheng who were sitting in the back seat.

There was no tension on the face of the smelly stone, he seemed like a stubborn stone that could not be struck by lightning, but it was Old Bi who looked more panicked than him.

When he met his younger brother's smiling eyes, he was not so scared for a while.

Instead, he teased and said to Bi Sheng, "Hey, old Bi, if you shake your hand again, you will become Parkinson's. You are the big brother, you have to stand up!"

This is not so much for Bi Sheng, but for himself.

He is an older brother, if they are nervous, how can he protect his younger brother?

Tan Xiaowu and Ruan Mengxi opened the car door which was heavier and more solemn than before.

As soon as one foot stepped out, Tan Xiaowu regretted it!

Made, he's wearing beach shorts!

God damn it, why didn't anyone remind him that the first time he saw a fan wearing beach shorts, wouldn't his leg hair be photographed?Won't his colorful aesthetic be made fun of?

Thinking of this, he almost lost his footing and was about to fall to the side.

Ruan Mengxi simply jumped out of the car and helped him up.

Both Shen Shushi and Bi Sheng had long legs, and they came out as soon as they took a step.

Several people lined up in front of the car door, originally thinking of walking side by side calmly.

As a result, enthusiastic fans from both sides immediately swarmed up and pushed them apart.

Ruan Mengxi was the smallest, and was about to lose touch with his brothers. Suddenly, he stretched out a hand precisely from the crowd, and held his wrist gently yet firmly.

Originally, he had to cover his hat with one hand, for fear that someone would push the hat apart, exposing the few bunches of dull hair on his head, which would be embarrassing.

Suddenly being caught by someone, I panicked for a moment, looked up and met my brother's eyes through the crowded crowd, and then felt relieved for a moment, and smiled at him.

Shen Shushi himself may not have realized that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked back at his younger brother with a slight smile.

However, when they walked into the shed "crossing mountains and crossing mountains and wading through mountains and rivers", they found that there were only a few people sitting inside, and facing them was a big screen showing the scene when they just entered the door. .

Tan Xiaowu winked at the picture, and with a ferocious face, he wanted to dig a hole to bury himself on the spot.

Sitting in the middle, an elegant woman was wearing a light-colored floral cheongsam, smiling, but mercilessly pressing the screenshot button on the computer.

Every time she pauses, it is an ugly photo, which makes the several superior-looking "idols" across from her doubt their lives one by one.

Even Ruan Mengxi, a die-hard fan of my brother, can't open his eyes and talk nonsense and boast about how beautiful he is...

When the ugly photos of them couldn't fit on the screen, the teacher finally stopped.

She stood up and gestured for them to take their seats.

The four of them looked at each other, and Lao Hu walked in just in time to see the large collection of ugly pictures, and suddenly became amused.

"Hi, sister Ya, I'll leave these children to you." Nodding at the woman, Hu Shen felt that the money spent on this course was worth it! "Especially this one, pay special attention."

Old Hu patted Tan Xiaowu on the shoulder.

Xie Ya looked up and down the clothes of several people.

Ruan Mengxi touched the brim of his hat involuntarily. He always had the feeling of being scanned by X-rays, and he was a little hairy.

Xie Ya took the hot A4 paper from the assistant next to her, and fixed the ugly photos of them on the newly printed color photos, and then sent them to their corresponding people.

Tan Xiaowu was sent as thick as a book, but Bi Sheng was the least among the few people.

Of course, it is also possible that he walked too fast and the camera didn't capture a few shots.

Xie Ya counted them down one by one.

"If it wasn't for the real person standing in front of me, I just look at the photos and I really can't believe that you are going to be an idol." Her voice is soft and soft, like the kind of girl in Jiangnan water town. The aesthetics of the century, right? Have you washed your face before going out? No amount of good cosmetics can save you from your current state!"

Tan Xiaowu looked at a thick collection of his own ugly photos, and was in a panic for a while.

"Don't tell me that this is not your normal aesthetics. When the paparazzi take pictures of you, don't they wait for you to get dressed and put on makeup? Do you know how much these photos of you today can sell after you become popular?" Xie Ya's voice Although light, but dense.

Just like the legendary hidden weapon "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle", it looks gentle and demure, but in fact it hides murderous intentions and leaves you nowhere to hide.

It's a pity that Tan Xiaowu's focus is all on - can this still make money? !

Xie Ya then criticized the second Bi Sheng.

"You are so good at running, why don't you go to the Olympics to win glory for your country? If there are real fans waiting next to you today, why don't you have the heart to let them not take a single photo?"

Bi Sheng lowered his head and was scolded honestly.

In fact, he is the least confident of the four. He always relies on hypnotizing himself. He needs a big brother to support him, so his first reaction when he got off the car was to run away!

"And you?" Xie Ya turned around and saw Ruan Mengxi pressing down on the brim of her hat, "Don't think you're fine with a hat on! Only your hat matches this body the most strangely."

"So those just now were all fake fans?" Shen Shushi frowned to capture a point of information.

Xie Ya glanced at him lightly, but didn't criticize him much. In fact, Shen Shushi didn't have too many exaggerated expressions in the ugly photo just now. Air, this was the first thing she noticed when she took over the materials of these people.

But what surprised her was that the other party actually smiled today!

Although the range is not large, it is indeed a smile.

Lao Hu took the initiative to introduce, "The main task this time is to take pictures with the hardware. This is your today's photographer Xie Ya. She is also responsible for teaching you how to face the camera, adapt to the audience, and enjoy the stage. Teacher Xie is a well-known photographer in the industry. The master photographer of…”

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, let's go." Xie Ya interrupted Lao Hu's flattery, and led the children inside.

After entering the door, there is a large film and television studio. Xie Ya first gave several people a mirror.

"You have to know that the left and right faces of people are different. Maybe you haven't noticed which side of your face looks better. Is it better to zoom in on the front face or to expose the jaw line at 45 degrees from the side face? Now I will give you 10 minutes to take a picture. Mirror, and then tell me which part of your face you like the most, which one you dislike the most, and which angle do you think looks best on you."

Ruan Mengxi stared at himself in the mirror. Although he had received two or three years of professional idol training, he had never experienced such a "high-end course".

Facing the mirror, I moved my face inch by inch, looking back and forth at my own face.

This feeling is actually a bit social, especially for boys of their age.

They may be taller and jump farther than anyone else, but they rarely have better-looking faces.

Compared to the three older brothers who looked dumbfounded, Ruan Mengxi was already the most serious and well-accepted one.

Of course, people are always too picky about themselves, even if they are as delicate as Ruan Mengxi, he will point to his own face in the mirror to take a picture, "Teacher, I think this is the best."

Xie Ya nodded and directed him to stand in front of the white background cloth in the middle of the studio.

Then he nodded towards the assistants who were holding the camera at the side, only to hear a very dense "click" sound, and at the same time, three or five photographers finished taking pictures of Ruan Mengxi.

They have a clear division of labor, front face, left side, right side, close-up, close-up, one picture for each angle, never miss a shot, and never repeat.

While looking at the photos on the computer in her hand, Xie Ya asked the three people beside her, "Do you know how many expressions people have?"

Tan Xiaowu looked at Shen Shushi subconsciously, and Shen Shushi shook his head.

It was Bi Sheng who answered this question, "There are 21 expressions in total, 6 basic expressions are happy, surprised, angry, disgusted, sad and fearful, and the remaining 15 complex expressions are derived from this basis, such as surprise , is joy plus surprise."

"You studied art design before, right? No wonder." Xie Ya was a little surprised and satisfied, "Unfortunately, this answer is wrong."

Bi Sheng didn't refute. He seldom competed with others. Except for a quarrel with the small leader when he resigned, he had never blush with anyone in his life.

"There are tens of thousands of expressions on a person's face, and there is a lot of knowledge in just a smile." Xie Ya said to Ruan Mengxi, "Smile."

Looking at so many cameras in front of him, Ruan Mengxi could still hold his fists to keep calm, but when facing Qi Shushua who turned his head to look at his brothers, his smile suddenly carried a bit of embarrassment.

Xie Ya on the side also thoughtfully put a note on his smile - embarrassment is not polite.

"Think of something happy, and smile a little wider." Xie Ya followed up.

Ruan Mengxi felt like a toy puppet, being ordered by the owner to make various actions, the scene was a bit funny no matter how you looked at it.

But he also knows that this method is necessary. They will experience all kinds of photographed moments in the future, standing, sitting, smiling, silent, every inch may be magnified and interpreted.

He closed his eyes and let out a breath, as if he had thrown away all the wild thoughts and complaints in his mind. He glanced at the brothers who were "watching a play", his eyes suddenly became soft, and his smile naturally came to him. hung in the corner of the mouth.

Xie Ya's fingertips paused, and the comment next to this photo was - perfect.

In fact, it's not the kind that can be on the cover of a magazine, but this photo, the impression this child gave her is not how delicate the childish little face is, but the sincerity in his eyes, which is very touching.

Shen Shushi on the side also stared blankly, and he reacted belatedly.

It turned out that when my younger brother smiled, there were two small dimples around his mouth, which seemed to make people sink in at once, so beautiful.

Xie Ya didn't let this tacit approval stay for too long, and casually pointed to Tan Xiaowu beside him, "Tell him a joke and see what it's like to laugh."

As the atmosphere group, Tan Xiaowu did his part, rolled up his non-existent sleeves, coughed twice, and then began to perform, "Listen softly, for you, I will also tell you about those unknown past events."

He sighed for two seconds, with an expression of "I sacrificed a lot".

"Once, when I failed an exam, my mother chased and beat me with a broom. At that time, I remembered that the teacher said to be filial to my parents, and then I told my mother while being beaten—"

The curiosity of the audience was aroused. When Tan Xiaowu told stories, he had such a charm, his eyebrows were beaming, and even a few simple sentences made people remember them deeply.

Looking at the questioning eyes of the people around him, Tan Xiaowu continued what he just said proudly.

"I said: Mom, haven't you eaten yet?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Not only did Ruan Mengxi laugh now, but all the photographers in the audience couldn't hold their cameras steady.

Even Xie Ya, who has always been serious, couldn't help laughing.