little master [entertainment circle]

The car drove straight into the parking lot of the hotel. When entering the underground parking lot, the driver showed his card before he was allowed to go.

Staff: "Mr. Yu, don't worry, the hotel booked for you here absolutely pays attention to customer privacy, you don't need to worry about illegitimate children or paparazzi."

Yu Qing didn't expect Hongfei's arrangements to be so meticulous, and couldn't help joking: "With my current popularity, even paparazzi wouldn't want to take pictures of me."

The staff member smiled: "Next time you come, Mr. Yu will complain to me that the paparazzi are annoying."

Yu Qing: "Then let me borrow your blessing."

After they put their luggage away, the staff handed out the document in their hands: "Here are our autumn series products, you can take a look first."

"We have also discussed the specific shooting style with your team, you should know it too, right?"

Yu Qing nodded.

Concubine Hong has two shooting plans here, both of which are related to autumn, but one is more early autumn, and the other is more late autumn.

After Xiao Jing read it, she analyzed it with Yu Qing, and finally decided on late autumn.

What she meant was to first magnify Yu Qing's most primitive characteristics for everyone to see.

Yu Qing believed in Xiao Jing, so he had no objection to this.

The staff continued: "If there is no problem with the weather forecast and tomorrow is indeed a cloudy day, then we will shoot the location tomorrow."

She took out her mobile phone again: "Mr. Yu, can I add a WeChat account with your assistant for communication, is that okay?"

Of course Yu Qing didn't care.

It's just that he took one more look at the staff and wondered if all the staff recruited by Qian Zong were like this?

So polite and respectful to people...

The theme of Hongfei's autumn series this time is "Luohui", which focuses on a literary and melancholy style with darker colors.

Yu Qing has seen their series of designs, although the style is emo, but Yu Qing thinks that brooch is really amazing.

He sat in the dressing room of the filming base and his facial contour was drawn deeper by the makeup artist. The photographer said next to him: "Our idea here is this brooch for a costume."

He signaled his assistant to push out the clothes: "This ad has a fantasy color, is Mr. Yu ok?"

Yu Qing glanced at the fantastic costume: "...um."

The first outfit was that he was wearing a dark gray shirt and a black windbreaker and walking on the path covered with fallen leaves. As he walked, he lowered his head and picked up the things on the ground as if he had stepped on something.

It was a brooch, and it was also a dead leaf butterfly.

Yu Qing lifted it up and looked at it through the shimmering light falling from the clouds.

The dead leaf butterfly made of enamel is studded with diamonds, shining under the sun, as if dazzled by the light, and the gloomy expression reveals a moment of confusion.

And so the scene passed.

The photographer looked at the close-up shot in the camera with satisfaction. The unsmiling beauty was born with a sense of alienation. Even a moment of haziness could not bring the cold beauty down from the altar. Instead, it made people feel a little indescribable. Confused and heartbroken.

Shooting such an advertisement is inherently fast, without any lines, it all depends on body language and scenes.

As long as the actor is not seriously ill, it will happen in an instant.

The photographer said thank you for your hard work, and Yu Qing went to change into a second outfit.

The second outfit is going to take a long time.

because--

When Yu Qing put on her makeup and changed her clothes, Sister Lin, who was communicating with the staff about the follow-up arrangement, was taken aback for a moment.

This fantasy-colored outfit on Yu Qing is a one-to-one replica of the withered leaf butterfly brooch.

When this set of clothes is hung, it is actually not very attractive, after all the colors are placed there, but after Yu Qing puts it on, it is completely different.

Yu Qing raised her hand, like a butterfly spreading its wings, and the diamonds inlaid on the clothes shone like stars.

Sister Lin murmured, "This dress must be very expensive."

Yu Qing laughed, and sat down until the make-up artist took out the eyeshadow palette to apply the butterfly makeup that he had just discussed: "The price of this kind of diamonds is not very high. But this dress is indeed not cheap, because such clothes are very expensive. Eight and nine are handmade, and the craftsmanship is rare."

You must know that when he opened his arms with his back to the person, Yu Qing really looked like a butterfly with withered leaves.

Although it was a butterfly makeup look, the makeup artist gave Yu Qinghua was not coquettish, but more glamorous.

This shot shows the "butterfly demon" falling from the tree together with the fallen leaves, buried in the fallen leaves, and finally turned into the dead leaf butterfly brooch over time.

The content is very simple, but it is difficult to shoot.

Yu Qing had to not talk about Wia, and had to cooperate with Luo Ye who couldn't understand human language to go down, asking for a sense of beauty.

Before shooting, the photographer asked Yu Qing if she had hanged on Wia.

Yu Qing said he had hanged himself.

He didn't lie, although he did not hang Wia in the official filming, but he did it twice when he was filming homework in college.

He is not afraid of heights, and the only difficulty for him in hanging the wire is that it hurts a bit.

But he can bear it completely.

There were still a few exterior photos to be taken for this costume, so the photographer first asked Yu Qing to take artistic photos with a brooch before he began to suffer.

Yu Qing fell thirteen times in a row, but the photographer didn't say hello, and kept frowning. It wasn't Yu Qing's problem, but the fallen leaves didn't fall in the way he imagined, so Yu Qing could only continue to shoot.

When I didn't know how many times I was hung up, Yu Qing still didn't hold back, let out a breath, and frowned.

The staff member standing on the platform of the robotic arm responsible for scattering fallen leaves noticed and asked concerned, "Is Mr. Yu feeling unwell?"

"No."

Yu Qing didn't say anything, just joked: "It's almost past twelve o'clock, I'm a little hungry."

The staff smiled and made a joke: "The meal after work is the most delicious."

Yu Qing revealed a faint smile.

After this one finally passed, the staff in charge of making sideshows also breathed a sigh of relief: "58 times...Mr. Yu, are you okay?"

Yu Qing asked the staff to help him untie the wire: "It's okay, it's an interior shot this afternoon, right?"

This time, the "Luohui" series launched brooches, bracelets and a necklace.

Each product needs to be shot for one day, which is divided into exterior and interior. The exterior is used for advertisements, posters and magazines, and the interior is for product display.

The staff member said yes, and added: "Later, we will probably edit it, and then we will show the highlights of the morning's shooting, and warm up the publicity first."

Sister Lin immediately said: "Well, our studio will cooperate with the publicity."

Tidbits Yuqing does not need to repost. In Xiao Jing's words, it means warming up the studio to come forward, and the official one is the studio plus himself.

Forced to have.

After confirming that every frame of that scene was perfect, the photographer raised his head and said to Yu Qing that he had worked hard: "You didn't get hurt, did you? It's a good shot. I guarantee that the whole world will know your name after the finished film comes out." , there will be countless photographers queuing up to ask you to be a model."

Yu Qing couldn't help laughing: "I would like to borrow your good words."

He also told the staff that it was hard work, but when he got to the dressing room to change clothes, he couldn't help frowning.

The makeup assistant looked at him nervously: "Is Diao Weiya injured?"

"Maybe the skin is worn out." Yu Qing indicated that it's okay: "It's a small problem, I'm a man, so I can't bear this little injury."

It is because the ground is relatively delicate, and it is really uncomfortable to walk on.

After Yu Qing changed his clothes and came out, he walked slowly to the chair and sat down, and saw Sister Lin was knocking on her mobile phone with her head lowered and focused: "...Sister, do you have any new jobs?"

Sister Lin raised her head: "Ah, no. I will buy medicine for you."

Just now Yu Qing lifted up her clothes and took a look. Not only did she have bruises on her waist, but she also had scratches and some blood.

When changing clothes in the changing room, he also confirmed the strangulation on his thigh. The pain was quite painful, but his ability to endure the pain was not bad.

After all, there was an interior scene to be shot in the afternoon, so Yu Qing didn't refuse, and said, "Do you want to buy another painkiller? So as not to affect the work in the afternoon."

Sister Lin: "Okay, let me ask."

Yu Qing: "?"

Before he had time to ask Sister Lin what she wanted to ask, the makeup artist came to remove his makeup, so he had to shut up.

The make-up artist also cared about Yu Qing, and when Yu Qing said he was fine, the make-up artist laughed at him: "I don't think you're fine, can I borrow a wheelchair for you?"

Yu Qing: "... Sis, that's too much."

Sister Lin asked in a low voice: "Qingqing, do you have any injuries on your legs?"

"A little scratch, not very serious." Yu Qing said honestly, "Just walk slowly."

Sister Lin said oh, and continued to knock on her phone.

After the makeup artist finished removing Yu Qing's makeup, Yu Qing wiped it off with a wet tissue again.

The makeup artist finished work, and Yu Qing was about to get up and go back to the hotel for dinner, but Sister Lin stopped him: "Wait."

The makeup assistant prepared the makeup bag for the makeup artist, and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Sister Lin cleared her throat, a little guilty: "Well, Qingqing wants to wait for his wheelchair?"

Yu Qing: "?"

The makeup artist burst out laughing. She looked at Sister Lin meaningfully, and pulled the little assistant who didn't know what to say: "Let's go. Mr. Yu, see you this afternoon."

After the people left, Yu Qing looked at Sister Lin: "Did you really get me a wheelchair?"

Sister Lin wanted to explain something, but someone pushed the door open again.

The two looked together, Yu Qing, who was sitting on the soft chair with his legs open, froze for a moment, his originally plain eyes instantly looked like the surface of the windy sea, he looked at the visitor in surprise, and did not forget to change his address: "elder brother!"

It was Pei Yu who opened the door and entered.

Pei Yu was still holding a plastic bag with the logo of the pharmacy printed on it. He didn't say anything, but squatted in front of Yu Qing.

Sister Lin quietly stood up and retreated outside the dressing room to close the door for them, and saw Dong Yue standing by the door: "... Mr. Dong, what a coincidence."

Dong Yue, who is also single in Tianya, showed a bright smile at Sister Lin: "Yes, what a coincidence!"

Inside, Pei Yu reached out his hand silently to lift off Yu Qing's clothes.

Looking at the obvious injury on the white narrow waist, he frowned.

Yu Qing's ears were red, and she wanted to pull off her clothes a little embarrassedly: "...just a small injury."

Pei Yu let go of his hand: "Pull it by myself."

This means giving him medicine.

Yu Qing struggled for a while, but obediently grabbed the clothes by herself.

There was only one thought in his mind-fortunately, he has abs.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came here?"

Yu Qing watched Pei Yu lower his eyes and take out a cotton swab, and couldn't help puffing up his cheeks and complaining: "I didn't even know you were coming to Haicheng."

Pei Yu dabbed the ointment lightly on his wound: "You said you wanted a surprise."

Yu Qing tensed his muscles subconsciously, took a deep breath, recalled what he had said aggrievedly——

He said it offhand during the bungee bet.

Pei Yu asked lightly again: "Don't you like it?"

"No." Yu Qing quickly lowered her head and kissed him on the forehead while he was squeezing the ointment: "I like it very much."

He laughed: "The photographer even praised me as happy to see you."

Yu Qing paused, and then deliberately said: "Even if you show me face when you come in."

Pei Yu said nothing.

Yu Qing called him: "Uncle."

Pei Yu finally looked up at him: "You are hurt."

"It's normal to get injured while filming, especially if I take on a martial arts film in the future... You can feel sorry for me, but you can't get angry with me."

Yu Qing said solemnly: "Just like I also respect that you have to hold a multinational meeting in the early morning, and sometimes you can't sleep all night."

Pei Yu hummed: "I'm not angry."

Yu Qing stared at him suspiciously: "Really?"

Pei Yu just responded again.

The action of him applying the medicine to Yu Qing was very gentle, although he came in with a bit of cold aura, but the gentle and careful action at this time still coaxed Yu Qing to soften her heart.

Pei Yu did not lie.

He wasn't angry, he just had unavoidable thoughts that he shouldn't have, so that he didn't dare to look at Yu Qing——

As long as the goshawk is kept at home, he doesn't have to fly outside to look for food, and he won't get hurt.

But Yu Qing's words were like chains, once again blocking his thoughts and pulling them back into the darkness.

After Pei Yu applied the medicine for him, he glanced at his legs.

Yu Qing seemed to understand something, and instantly became popular: "! I will do it myself!"

Pei Yu didn't throw away the cotton swab, but wrapped it in wrapping paper and put it in his pocket.

He picked up Yu Qing horizontally with a plastic bag in his arms, and said in a flat tone, "I want to carry you into the car."

Yu Qing buried her head in his neck in embarrassment and indignation: "Didn't Sister Lin say that she has a wheelchair?"

But Yu Qing did not expect that this would allow him to hear Pei Yu's voice more clearly.

Low and calm, there is also a gentleness that only Yu Qing can understand.

"There is no wheelchair, and there will never be one. It is unlucky to be in a wheelchair."

But there is him.

The author has something to say: "As long as you keep the goshawk at home, he doesn't have to fly outside to look for food, and he won't get hurt."

But, when night comes, you'll still hurt him.