Ginger Flower

The weather in S City was clear and cloudless, and Jiang Hua's mood was also cloudless.With the shooting experience of the first advertisement, the second and third advertisements are still smooth.

In the second scene, Nawu wears a phoenix crown and Xiapei, but her face is bloodless, and the red boudoir looks particularly festive.It is still described from the first-person perspective. Jiang Hua is wearing a new vintage coat and follows the photographer into the room. Na Wu sees the photographer and tears fall, her lips are slightly parted as if to say something, but she is biting her lip He didn't say anything, it's just that this weeping look didn't look like what a girl who is about to leave the cabinet should do.

Na Wu grabbed Jiang Hua's hand suddenly, and boldly pressed it to her face. The photographer led the camera, but shook his head.Na Wu lowered her hands in despair, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Jiang Hua directed the camera to take a close-up of Na Wu's face, but Na Wu's eyes were expressionless and she let Jiang Hua manipulate her.

Jiang Hua held the red paper, and after it was stained on his hand, he used his index finger to rub it on Na Wu's pale lips bit by bit, just like before when Na Wu made up his mind to hold Jiang Hua's index finger, it was soft and warm.

Jiang Hua supported Nawu's chin with one hand, and held the eyebrow pencil in the other, drawing and drawing, and the black eyebrows were immediately revealed, making Nawu's facial features more beautiful.

As soon as the eyebrows were drawn, Na Wu's tears flowed down her face, and the huge close-up clearly depicted the deep love and unbearable pain in Na Wu's eyes.

"Cut." Jiang Hua yelled, sighed, and only had to use his hands for the next scene.

The last scene uses special effects to change the scenery of the four seasons, and these four seasons also represent the aging of the man who loves Na Wu but still has no courage to be with her. The hands that painted ginger became old and shriveled.

The photographer is sitting on the stool, while Jiang Hua struggles to stride behind the photographer. The angle of view is like a man looking at the eyebrow pencil in his hand full of love, using the change of scenery outside the window to indicate the change of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The drawing hand is also getting older and older, and finally can't hold the eyebrow pencil, and the eyebrow pencil slips off the table and falls to the ground.

The cutting of the ad was completed by Computer Communication in the marketing department. Jiang Hua supervised the whole process and worked all night before cutting the ad into three strips.

Jiang Hua also didn't want to whet the audience's appetite for a story-based advertisement.If it is released after a long time, it will not be easy to attract the attention of the audience. After the approval, Jiang Hua bought a few prime-time advertisements of the TV station, and placed a few advertisements in places with a lot of traffic for the rest of the budget. Billboard.

There is only a close-up of Na Wu's face on the sign, the beautiful face makes the eyebrows more attractive, especially the hands holding the eyebrow pencil, which look extraordinarily clean.

The words "Only for you to draw eyebrows" are written in a vigorous calligraphy on the side.

After Jiang Hua finished everything, she took half a day off to go home and rest. She didn't sleep all night, and she was so tired that she was dying.

In the middle of sleeping, Jiang Hua got up from the bed and called Cong Shen sleepily.

"Hey, Cong Shen, I'm so tired today."

It was raining on Cong Shen's head, and the sound of splashing and splashing was endless, saying, "Why are you tired?"

Jiang Hua told Cong Shen everything that had happened in the past few days, flattering him like a child, waiting for Cong Shen's compliment.

Cong Shen was silent for a while, and said, "I want to hug you."

I don't know why it's always easy to burst into tears recently, Jiang Hua choked up for a while, then laughed and said, "You have to work hard too."

Cong Shen agreed, and after the two stayed tenderly for a while, Jiang Hua hung up the phone and fell asleep peacefully.

"Hey, is it okay for you to sleep here tonight?" Cui Ying knocked on the door and asked.

Cong Shen agreed through the door, squeezed the water out of his clothes and trousers, and lay on a small bed with his legs curled up.

Cui Ying is a good person, and when he heard that he had nowhere to go, he gave him such a place to stay.

Cui Ying has opened several flower shops, and this is the smallest one. Inside the flower shop is a small bedroom. Cui Ying lives at home, and the bedroom is vacant this month.It happened to live for Cong Shen.

The next morning, Cong Shen got up very early, the flower shop hadn't opened yet, the evening primrose hadn't withered yet, the whole room smelled of it.Cong Shen turned on the lights, checked the time, and changed the water in each vase. In autumn, the local chrysanthemums bloom quite a lot. Cui Ying also bought some and wrapped them into bouquets.

But the proprietress was also surprised that she bought so many chrysanthemums even before the Ching Ming Festival and New Year's tomb-sweeping.What if I can't sell it...

Cui Ying opened the door, and saw that Cong Shen was watering the flowers with his upper body bare, water droplets splashing down from his muscles from time to time, like dew on a lotus leaf.

Cong Shen turned his head away, smiled when he saw Cui Ying, and said, "I have nothing to do, so I just water the flowers. This...is it okay?"

Cui Ying smiled and said, "Look at what you said, what's wrong with watering the flowers, go get dressed and come out to have breakfast."

Cong Shen agreed, and went back to the bedroom, Cui Ying held her chin in the back and committed a nympho, ah ah ah...the marriage is too early...the marriage is too early...

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