stupid beauty

The question was ambiguous, subtle and thought-provoking.

Pei Xun's eyes were right, he stared at the man who was near Chi Chi, his black pupils were pure and clear, and he was a little dissatisfied inside.

With a sullen face, he held back the disturbed heartbeat, and retorted crisply: "I don't have a estrus period."

"That's right." Xu Boyan straightened up, with a lazy tone: "You don't have estrus, so I'm not the one you're looking for."

Pei Xun: "But you are very suitable for me."

Pei Xun felt that it was really not easy to find a man who kept his body clean and was not dominated by his lower body.

Xu Boyan laughed, rarely curious: "Then tell me, how do we fit in?"

"I've observed you for more than a year." Pei Xun's eyes were bright, and he talked about this matter neither humble nor overbearing: "I am very satisfied with your private life, your personal character, and your style of conduct, and your height is 190" , my height is 180, and I have a good height difference. In addition, my private life is also very discreet, and I don’t have any infectious diseases. Maybe you think I will pester you after we have a relationship. Please rest assured about this, no, we It’s a relationship between money and goods.”

Pay the money and pay the goods?

Xu Boyan was amused by this set of rhetoric: "Child, do you know that your behavior of secretly inquiring about me is very similar to a little pervert coveting my body."

"I..." The corners of Pei Xun's lips twitched slightly, and the peach color leaked from his fair cheeks, which he couldn't deny.

but--

Pei Xun said seriously: "I got to know you through formal channels."

Xu Boyan said "Oh" cooperatively, and there seemed to be a smile in his voice: "Then when you got to know me, did you get my consent?"

Pei Xun frowned: "I understand you unilaterally, why do I have to go through..."

"Brother Yan." The chat was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

Pei Xun looked over and saw a chubby baby face approaching.

He thought for two seconds before he recognized that the baby face was the band's keyboardist Da Dai.

Daidai came to ask Xu Boyan to go in and do the styling.

Xu Boyan hummed, picked up the steps and entered the room, and just took two steps when someone stopped him.

"Eh."

Xu Boyan stopped and turned around.

Pei Xun didn't want to give up, but wanted to give it a go: "Then what do you think?"

Xu Boyan blinked, and the desperate words had already come to his lips, but looking at the young man's moist and lustrous eyes, his thoughts changed, his eyes slightly curved, and he answered ambiguously: "You are so powerful, why don't you guess it?" .”

After speaking, he went to the dressing room.

He stared blankly at the atmosphere between the two, as a person sent out to inquire about the military situation, he had an idea.

Turning around and walking towards Pei Xun, he asked without hesitation, "Are you chasing my brother?"

Pei Xun looked defensively at this baby face who went back and forth.

Dadai covered his mouth with his hands, and revealed in a low voice: "Don't be discouraged, don't look at my brother's lukewarmness, in fact, he is very boring, Lin Shi and I both think you have something to do."

It turned out to be doves.

Pei Xun immediately became polite and polite: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The dull round eyes rolled: "As long as you really like my brother, my brother will definitely be moved by you."

Pei Xun: "..."

Dadai was full of confidence: "And I can tell at a glance that you are different from those superficial men who are simply greedy for my brother's body."

Pei Xun: "."

I am sorry.

I'm superficial, I'm just like them.

I'm just greedy for your brother's body.

But Pei Xun maintained a good disguise for Daidai: "Thank you for your support, by the way, can I trouble you with something?"

Dazed: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

Pei Xun: "...can you give me Xu Boyan's contact information?"

Dumbly blinked, with an incredulous expression on his face: "My brother didn't even give you the contact information? I really don't know how to be sympathetic. I'll send you WeChat, and you can remember it."

Pei Xun took out his mobile phone and wrote down the contact information.

Although Xu Boyan hit a wall twice in succession, he got Xu Boyan's contact information.

This wave is not bad.

However, it was the first time for Pei Xun to be rejected twice by one person, so he was inevitably a little frustrated.

I think he used to be chased by others around his ass, how could he ever meet someone as incomprehensible as Xu Boyan, and he would be ashamed when he came to the door himself.

well!If it weren't for his handsome looks, I really wanted to give up, Pei Xun looked at the phone number and thought so.

……

In the dressing room, Lin Shi was sitting in front of the dressing table doing styling and yelling loudly: "It's agreed, the cutie and I will win. Brother Abai Zhun, don't deny your loss when the time comes."

Ah Bai said harshly: "Whoever doesn't admit it is a dog."

Xu Boyan heard this when he entered the door, and asked, "Who is the dog?"

"Brother Yan." Seeing someone coming in, Lin Shi immediately wanted to stand up from the stool, but the makeup artist pressed him firmly on the chair, Lin Shi looked at the person who walked past the mirror: "Whether I can get rich is up to you." I count on you."

Xu Boyan was at a loss, and was pulled to sit down by the stylist: "Why make a fortune?"

"We were just discussing about you and cutie." Lin Shi closed her eyes, asked the makeup artist to draw eyeliner, and continued to babble, "Daidai and I thought you could make it, but Abai and Brother Zhun sang the opposite tune and said Impossible, so we took a gamble."

Xu Boyan: "Bad habits."

Lin Shidao: "Didn't you admit that little cutie is beautiful last time? What's wrong? Little cutie came to see you and was unhappy again. How can you pretend so well?"

Xu Boyan picked up the water glass, took a sip of water, and said slowly: "He is beautiful and I want to be with him, who made the rules? Besides..."

Besides...they are looking for a monthly throwing partner.

No, it may be a daily disposable companion.

Lin Shi asked, "What?"

Xu Boyan put down the water glass, shook his head and laughed, "It's nothing."

"Huh?" Ah Bai, who was sitting next to him, caught a glimpse of Xu Boyan's water glass, which contained two fat big seas, and was surprised: "When did you start to maintain your health? Didn't you catch a cold last time?"

"No." Xu Boyan stared at the water glass and said softly, "I just think it's better to drink something."

Abai let out an oh, but didn't take it to heart.

The shooting was carried out at three points, first indoors and then outside.

After Xu Boyan finished posing, he saw Pei Xunzheng sitting upright behind the camera and humbly asking Yang Wanxiong for advice.

"Mr. Yang, you are really amazing." Pei Xun's eyes showed admiration, and his speech and behavior were quite respectful: "My mastery and understanding of character shots is far from your level."

Yang Wanxiong is a well-known photographer in the industry, and he doesn't have the arrogance of an artist.

He took a sip of water from his thermos and said slowly, "I saw your photos on ins. They are very powerful and artistic. The composition is so sophisticated that I thought Pluto was a person in his 40s and [-]s."

"Ah?" Pei Xun was very shy: "I took those random shots. I used to communicate with you on the Internet. After meeting you, I feel that I have benefited a lot. But sometimes I always feel that the characters in my camera are empty. , lacking emotion, as if something couldn't be grasped."

"During shooting." Yang Wanxiong put down the thermos and imparted his experience without hesitation. He said while fiddling with the camera: "Remember that the exposure must be accurate, the focus must be realistic, the composition must be beautiful, and the content must be new. Learning composition is a It is a basic quality, but the most important thing is to let the shutter become your own thoughts. You see, for example, we capture close-ups of people.”

Yang Wanxiong slowly moved the camera equipment.

Pei Xun stared at the camera without blinking, for fear of missing every frame.

The camera focuses on a window, and the man looks into the mirror against the light. The window of the tube building traps him like a prison window. The tattered red plaid curtains are all fluttering gently, the wall is smoked, a burnt yellow, and The autumn outside the window contrasts and resists each other, aggravating the sense of decadence in the picture.

The panorama naturally presents a poetic, soft, nostalgic light yellow and hazy background.

The man was wearing a white and yellow loose vest, green military trousers, and an old belt. The trousers were rolled up and caught in the calf muscles.

He stands in front of the window against the light, with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, the smoke is misty, leaving a wide back for the camera, without a full face, but there is a kind of loneliness in the crowd, the ultra-wide-angle lens becomes a man's eyes, replacing him From the world the size of the eye of a needle slowly extends to the vast and free world outside the window.

This scene made Pei Xun's heart beat faster for no reason, and he didn't know if it was because of the scene or the man in the scene.

The atmosphere tension created by the lens feels like the fragrance of a large bright flower is still pervasive after it withers.

The moment Yang Wanxiong pressed the shutter.

The man subconsciously turned his head and looked sideways. His deep eyes looked at the lens like a black hole. His facial contours were shrouded in white smoke, his eyes were hazy, and tobacco sparks flickered, like a movie poster.

In the monitor, Pei Xun was unconsciously penetrated by those eyes.

The photo is fixed in this frame, and there is no need for post-processing. A truly perfect photo does not need redundant and complicated post-processing. All additional processing is superfluous.

"Bo Yan, this look suits you very well. I tried a lens just now." Yang Wanxiong was very satisfied with this capture, and gave him a thumbs up: "Very good."

Hearing this, Pei Xun raised his eyes from behind the camera and looked at Xu Boyan who was standing in front of the window.

The moment Xu Boyan appeared in the camera just now, Pei Xun was also shocked for a moment.

Because he seldom saw Xu Boyan dressed shirtless and shirtless, which was completely different from the clean, unruly and handsome image an hour ago, as if he had smashed that "Xu Boyan" and reshaped another "Xu Boyan" come out.

But Xu Boyan is tall and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament, wearing cheap clothes on him, like a down and out prince in a TV series.

Xu Boyan heard Yang Wanxiong's words, looked down at himself, and said, "It's all thanks to the stylist."

After finishing speaking, he turned his back to the sun, propped his palms casually on the window sill, with a cigarette between his fingers, his arms were tightly stretched to reveal firm and beautiful muscle lines, exuding a strong sense of decadent hormones.

When smoking, his head is drooping, his sword-brows press his deep eyes, the bridge of his nose looks like a beautiful hill rising from the plain, his thin lips are sharp and cold, and his whole person exudes a strong and inhuman aura.

Pei Xun's eyes flickered, and he slowly looked into those eyes.

Xu Boyan has single eyelids, with a kind of careless alienation.

Especially when I looked at him closely, I felt as if I was being sucked in by those pupils.

Coupled with seeing Xu Boyan's shirtless appearance, Pei Xun suddenly thought about the strong body difference:

In Xu Boyan's eyes, am I like a stray dog ​​jumping around in front of him?

No, maybe stringing dogs is not enough, Teddy is more image.

Pei Xun watched him intently.

Maybe it's too obvious.

After a while.

Xu Boyan breathed out the smoke lightly, suddenly raised his eyelids, and looked over playfully.

Unpredictable.

Four eyes facing each other.

Xu Boyan's gaze was not polite, and it fell directly on his lips.

For a moment, Pei Xun felt an electric current rise in his spine.

The eyes of the two met as if no one was there, and the flowing wind heated up with the air.

In a daze, Pei Xun seemed to smell the fishy-sweet perfume, and the hot flashes in the air rushed towards him, as if wrapped in a big hot cotton cover, and the smell of Xu Boyan was all in his breath.

Pei Xun suddenly had an impulse in his heart, wanting to know:

What was Xu Boyan like when he was in Makelove?

If it was under his lens, would it be more sexy than the snapshot just now...?