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The excerpts of Hanfu in ancient towns are very reasonable in winter. Wear a deep coat with a lapel on the inside, and put on a jacket on the outside, then add a layer of flowing wide sleeves, and finally put on a thick one with embroidered crane patterns. Nian Sixian felt warmer than a down jacket.He was forced to come here by Gao Anhe, because Gao Anhe said that he must prove that he really works here and is not an irresponsible person.

Right now, the small team of Ye's Entertainment is gathering in a dilapidated old house in the ancient town to make the scenery.

I saw the photographer Wu Sanshu fasten the cover in front of the lens of his camera, carefully hang the camera around his neck, and place it on his back.Holding a bamboo basket that was fatter than him, he put all the ginkgo leaves scattered on the ground into the frame, and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, I won't be able to take pictures when the sun rises."

Xiaomi, who has been responsible for Gao An and makeup, also came this time. She put down the wig she was combing, and snatched the bamboo basket from Wu Sanshu's hand, "Just protect the camera, I'll do it, I'll do it."

Uncle Wu smiled: "This little girl really has eyesight, and her future is boundless."

Xiaomi: "Our sister Tracy didn't come because she had something to do, so she reminded me ten thousand times. Uncle Wu is the best teacher of ancient photography, let us study hard."

Uncle Wu seemed to be very useful, but he still smiled honestly, "I came when Tracy asked me to come. When I was not well-known, Tracy helped me a lot." Seeing that the leaves on the ground were harvested, he rushed to Nian Sixian waved, "Come here, pretty scholar!"

Nian Sixian was taken aback, he was forced by Gao Anhe to wear this suit, he had to say that he could not enter without wearing Hanfu, and he also said how beautiful the winter osmanthus flowers are in this ancient town, the night moon shines ten miles away, and the cinnamon fragrance also floats ten miles away, it is estimated that Gao Anhe He made up all the lines of the swinger in the costume drama he filmed, so he had to wear the Hanfu that Xiaomi gave Gao Anhe.

Xiaomi is very obsessed with make-up, her clothes must match her make-up, otherwise she won't go around people, and she still clamors that she always wants to look like Mr. Bai He, the white crane hairpin has already been made, Unable to find a suitable person, he pulled Nian Sixian to fix Mr. Bai He's makeup and hair for a full hour.

But after entering the ancient town and seeing the posters of the Hanfu Festival posted all over the street, he realized that wearing Hanfu is free of charge, and if you don’t wear it, you just need to buy a ticket.But Gao Anhe had already tricked him into boarding a pirate ship, so he had no choice but to get on the boat to see the scenery first.In his well-behaved life, he has never tried such a bold and presumptuous thing for him, but fortunately, the streets in the ancient town are full of Hanfu, as if in ancient times, so he has no restraint.

Uncle Wu regarded him as a subject to be photographed. He was flattered and waved his hands, "No, no, no. I came with him, and he is Young Master Lang."

Gao Anhe blinked at Wu Sanshu, "Third Uncle knows the goods! Does my brother look like a thief in this white shirt!"

Uncle Wu smiled, and waved to Gao Anhe again, "Your green shirt is not bad either, you are very energetic."

Xiaomi spends more time on the stage than makeup and hair today. She has been following Uncle Wu's instructions, standing on a high stool for a while and throwing ginkgo leaves, and then picking up the ginkgo leaves that fell to the ground, repeating this N times , really tired.

It wasn't until Wu Sanshu held a cigarette sideways, fiddled with the photos in the camera, and shouted: "Change clothes!" Gao An and this green shirt were finally photographed.

It was almost noon, the outdoor sunlight was too strong, the lighting conditions were not good, and it was impossible to take good-looking films. The other following staff members were divided into two groups and got busy. One group set up the scene in this ancient house, and the other The group went to buy lunch boxes.Xiaomi didn't stop, helping Gao Anhe change clothes and corresponding hairstyles, hair accessories and makeup.Xiaomi asked: "Uncle Wu, I have white, black, and red, which one should I wear for the indoor scenery?"

Uncle Wu looked at the small table case, jug, ancient Hualing panes, and white gauze prepared by the staff, and said, "It's black, it's the story of a prodigal son hurt by love, An and you find out how you feel."

Gao Anhe nodded, glanced sideways, saw Nian Sixian, and asked, "Where's my brother?"

Xiaomi turned around and glanced outside the door, "Perhaps he went out to get some air. This hair is simple. I'll just change the hairband in 5 minutes. You can go to him later."

Gao Anhe looked at the set and estimated that it would take a while, and everyone wanted to have a meal, so he went out to find Nian Sixian.

Everyone was in the house, and the ruined yard suddenly fell silent.

The noon sun shines on the weeds under the trees, and there is a dilapidated wooden door among the cluttered vegetation. Two original small stone lion gates are slumped on the ground, quite like "decayed grass and poplars used to be a singing and dancing venue". Sense of rundown. [1]

Desolation and dilapidation are like a scene in a frame, and that frame is the railings on the cloister and the hollow decorations on the carved pillars.Gao Anhe ran out of the house and didn't see Nian Sisi. When he looked back, he saw a jade-faced young man leaning against a picture frame surrounded by carved beams and painted pillars. For a while, I couldn't help but stare blankly.

Nian Sixian and Gao Anhe drove to the ancient town at five o'clock this day. After all this tossing, he was so sleepy that he saw everyone busy in the house, so he walked out and leaned against the red pillars in the corridor to take a nap. Thinking of falling asleep.

Gao Anhe came over, and seeing that the railings in the corridor were wide enough, he lightly laid the man down flat. He felt that he had made his brother work hard today, and felt distressed, so he wanted him to lie down more comfortably.But after laying the person flat on the rail seat, he found that the sunlight was just shining on Nian Sixian's face, he probably felt the strong light in his sleep, and frowned slightly.

The young man in Xuanyi showed an expression of anger at himself, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands to cover Nian Sixian's face, blocking the sun.He raised his head to look at the direction of the sun and the falling shadow, leaned towards the sun again, and just stopped on the side of Nian Sixian's head, blocking the light with his own figure.

Uncle Wu is a bit of a smoker. When he walked out of the room with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, he saw a young man in white lying on the red lacquered railing, and a boy in black standing on top of him, covering his face with his hand. sunlight on.Uncle Wu hurriedly opened the camera cover, adjusted the focus, and took a picture.He has always liked to capture the beauty of nature when taking pictures. Many times, he does not make a good composition and consider too much light and shadow in advance.

Just like this photo, he didn't care if the boy in white was the model he wanted to take, because he thought the picture was beautiful and touched him, so he took it.

He saw the passion in Gao An and Kannian Sixian's eyes, and the distressed heart that raised his hands to cover him, and suddenly felt that it was very good to be young, and his mind was filled with the emotion of "How can a floating life be long and young". [2]

Gao Anhe looked at Nian Sixian who was asleep, and sized him up carefully, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.His eyes looked down from his face, even the hands intertwined in front of his body looked tight, and the section under the belt looked slender, and with just one glance, one could understand the ancients' broken sleeves. Addiction is not nonsense, if you can have a good time with him, you will indeed dare to make the promise of "being a ghost even if you die under a peony flower".

He felt ashamed of having such obscene thoughts, and when he saw Nian Sixian had a fan pinned to his waist, he leaned over to take it.

He blocked the sun for him, so he was reluctant to move half a step, so he had to bend down first, and then reach for the folding fan.But when he bent down, he had a charming thought, wanted to smell the fragrance of his brother, and then slowly, slowly lowered his head, the two heads in opposite directions were put together, so close It's so close, but if you don't kiss, you are far away.

When their lips were only a palm away, Gao Anhe took a deep breath, pulled out the folding fan on his waist, stood up, unfolded the fan in a low voice, and continued to shield him from the sun.

It just so happened that this scene was also photographed by Wu Sanshu. He held the camera closer, swung the wheel to look at the photos just taken in the camera, there are three photos in total, Young Wolf is covering the sun with his hand for the young man in white, Young Young Wolf and the young man in white have a romantic relationship Face-to-face blind date, Young Master Lang used a fan to shield him from the wind and rain.

Wu Sanshu was stunned when he saw the photo. He silently held the cigarette in his mouth into his palm, stuffed it into his trousers pocket, and sighed, "Absolutely, it's so beautiful."

Nian Sixian stayed in the deserted house all afternoon, because it was still too cold outside, he didn't sleep well, and when the sun went down, he woke up from the cold.

After waking up, he stayed on the railing for a while, and calmed down a lot. Seeing himself wearing a Hanfu, he couldn't help shivering, and he realized that he had changed.

In the past, it was difficult for him to be influenced by other people's thoughts, but now he seems to be influenced by Gao Anhe willingly.

There is ancient music playing in the room to help Wu Sanshu find the feeling of photography. The music brings people back to the prosperous Tang Dynasty: "Look at Chang'an Jian'an and Pan An

want to dip

The gods pinch and point out that this is going to be less consummated

Don’t ask for perfection”[3]

Nian Sixian smacked the lyrics, "Chang'an, Jian'an, Pan'an, all want to touch it."

interesting.

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[1] "Dead grass and dry poplars were once a singing and dancing venue" comes from Cao Xueqin's "Dream of Red Mansions".

[2] "How can a floating life be forever young" from Song Yanshu's "The Pride of the Fisherman".

[3] The song "The World Is Not Worth It" by Huang Shifu, lyrics: Chi Yi, music: Huang Shifu.