I don't want to wash white after wearing it into slag A

Pei Song doesn't think that Jian Linyi's makeup conflicts with the core word "hope", but it's generalized a lot. According to the old V, it is a complete abstract concept, but at the same time it is mixed with hope. Other properties of the association.

The makeup is indeed Western-style, but for a business journal, there is nothing wrong with it.

Jian Linyi is now wearing a snow-white long dress, which is in line with her usual personality. She has curly hair, slender eyebrows, light-colored pupils and natural lip color. Because she has oriental beauty, so Beauty is beauty now, but it is somewhat nondescript.

The old V came over to take a closer look at Jian Linyi, and felt that this was completely different from the effect he wanted. The scene was also set up with this makeup. Once the makeup was changed, it would affect the whole body.

"No, we have to come up with another plan now, or we can shoot another day." Old V made a final decision.

The person in charge complained about this willful decision, and had to force a smile on his face, "Why don't you just watch the filming, the schedule is scheduled for this day, and it's inconvenient for everyone to change the schedule."

It's one thing for an old V to have talent, the most important thing is that there is someone behind him, otherwise the person in charge would have been angry. After all, this person takes money and doesn't do anything. He couldn't be contacted when he made the plan.

"Anyway, I don't want to shoot, if I want to shoot you, find someone else."

Where is he going to find someone else after this point!

Jian Linyi has to go back to filming in the afternoon. As a popular artist, she doesn't have many schedules. When will the next filming be available.

"Why don't you tell me your request."

Old V turned his head and saw a tall and slender woman. With his vicious eyes, he felt that it was a pity that this person's figure, temperament and face were not suitable for a model.

Seeing that the old V didn't respond, Pei Song continued, "Please state your request and see if there is any room for modification. If we can coordinate well, we don't need to waste everyone's time."

"Desperate." Old V said.

Despair is always accompanied by hope, and light can only be absolutely precious in darkness.

"Desperate..." A group of people chewed on these two words, only Old V's eyes fell on Pei Song.

"Are you a staff?" Old V asked.

Pei Song met the man's gaze and had the illusion of being poached, "Artist assistant."

Artist assistants can give old V this feeling, it seems that there is a story.

The photographer Baba, who had been abroad for a while and was very familiar, ran up to Jian Linyi, "Are you her boss?"

The intention was very obvious, but Jian Linyi flatly refused, "She has to work with me for the rest of her life."

The person in charge is still scratching his head over the plan, and is only dissatisfied with the old V's attitude of throwing his hands away.

The old V began to promise, "I can exchange fashion resources with you."

This photographer seemed to be living in an ivory tower, and what he said was completely out of his head. Not to mention whether Jian Lin wanted this resource or not, the attitude of treating Pei Song as a commodity alone can reflect it The man's language skills are low.

Although it could be seen that he didn't mean to disrespect on purpose, Jian Linyi was still upset. Just as he was about to turn back, he heard Pei Song's voice.

Pei Song didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two, but just thought about the effect that old V wanted. At this moment, she looked at the carved wooden door on the viewing platform and had an idea.

"How about using the relationship between light and dark to reflect hope in despair?"

It's an unremarkable idea, but it's durable enough to pass first aid.

"But her makeup," the old V motioned to Jian Linyi, "it's obviously the opposite of dark."

The relationship between light and shade embodies the theme, and one person can express it, but Jian Linyi's makeup has already been set, and there is little adjustment, unless someone else is added.

Old V obviously thought of this, "I'm missing something."

"Can you find one?" Jian Linyi interjected.

The person in charge is tired, where can he find it?

"What do you think of my assistant?"

Old V's eyes lit up, he smacked, feeling something was wrong, "You are not allowed to pry people, and you want to flatter them."

"Just say if it's okay." Jian Lin tilted her head, without asking Pei Song's opinion at all.

Pei Song obviously had no objection.

"Row!"

The matter was finalized before the person in charge could react, and he didn't raise any objections. After all, the work of this old Comrade V is still guaranteed.

The viewing platform was originally arranged in a European style. The original plan was that the fragmentary objects showed low-key luxury, and the smart beauties stood in it, which was a very enjoyable visual feast.

Now bits and pieces are scattered on the ground, the shed is darkened, the room is dim yellow light, and the door is cold white light.

Pei Song didn't do much styling, but the clothes on his body were in the same series as Jian Linyi, and the earrings were changed to red and blue blood, which added a bit of extravagance.

It doesn't look like someone in despair at all.

But old V was very satisfied.

This set of looks brought out the corrupt temperament that he had previously seen hidden in Pei Song to the fullest. As long as Pei Song changed his demeanor a little, this temperament would be clearly revealed in front of the camera.

"You sit there," commanded old V, "there can let that white light shine on your face."

He talked about some of the actions he expected, all of which were very conceptual, and the person in charge was in a fog. Jian Linyi just looked at Pei Song thoughtfully, "Is it okay?"

Pei Song nodded.

She walked into the darkness, as if she was back where she should be.

"Find out how you feel." Old V said, "I will shoot randomly, and the artist will cooperate."

"Acting is also good, follow behind the stars, you have seen pigs run without eating pork."

Pei Song didn't want to argue with this argument, he just nodded and found a place to sit down.

She fiddled with a bunch of odds and ends. These things were familiar and not fatal.

The small vase couldn't break a piece that could be held in the hand to scratch the blood marks easily. Those ribbons were only for viewing, and they would break if exerted force. They couldn't be strangled to death at all. All sharp objects were isolated in her world. In addition, the family left her only such a flashy room.

Pei Song's sleeves were rolled up, and his palms were turned upside down on the ground to support his whole body. The dark tattoos wrapped around his pale wrist bones, like shackles extending to hell.

The woman's face was expressionless, her eyes lowered, she didn't feel the situation, and only thought about the possibility of a hunger strike.

The possibility is zero, if she doesn't open her mouth to eat, others have a way to hang her own life.

Pei Song picked up a ribbon and looked at it for a few times, his lifeless eyes suddenly fluctuated a little.

Several ribbons were tied into a strong rope, requiring only a single point of support to meet her needs.

If you can't do it yourself, it's useless if you don't have the strength to restrain yourself in the later stage.

But after looking at this empty room for a long time, I can't see any place that can be used as a solid point.

Pei Song pursed his lips in boredom, and his eyes returned to the previous lifeless.

After this series of expressions and movements, the old V excitedly raised the camera and took pictures from time to time. The person in charge saw Pei Song in the camera and wanted to remind the old V that the protagonist was an artist, but he was a little afraid to speak.

The audience was very quiet, only the whirring of blowers.

It's almost like a micro-trial.

Old V is even more curious about the story of this woman. An excellent model always has a sense of story, and he is eager to pry the corner of the wall.

And when Pei Song was winding the ribbon, his mind was already a little confused. The familiar scene brought a familiar sense of suffocation, the lack of oxygen curbed his thinking, and his body returned to his previous life before his brain.

And the so-called transmigration is nothing but a grotesque dream after being in a coma again.

Just seems to have forgotten someone.

Forget it, it doesn't matter, she looked up at the familiar and disgusting things around her, the strange and familiar feeling made her wonder if the family had changed her place.

It was only at this time that Pei Song seemed to notice that the door was not closed tightly. The chain that used to hang on it was lying on the ground at this moment. She struggled to get up. Excessive blood loss and long-term lack of food made her weak, but she staggered to her knees after taking two steps.

Her knees hit the blanketed floor, the blunt sound was absorbed, and she didn't feel any pain. The silk coat was slightly open, but she didn't see any injuries that should have been.

She is protected in an elaborate cage, awaiting a known fate.

It's not that I haven't struggled, and it's not that I haven't resisted, but it doesn't help, except that it's more difficult.

Pei Song suddenly didn't want to open the door anymore.

Be content with the status quo, get used to the darkness, even if you open the door, it will be just another muddy place, and you will be abused and beaten.

It's better to stay where it is and rot and stink.

She sat just behind the door, with her head bowed, her legs propped up, and her wrist flicked, and the tattoo on it also trembled, like an iron lock rustling.

The carved wooden door shook slightly, but Pei Song no longer wanted to look at it.

She gave up struggling, under long torture.

Old V also stopped shooting at this time. According to what he said before, Pei Song should open the door at this time to let the light shine in.

Now something seems to be wrong.

But no one spoke to interrupt the filming, and everyone's eyes fell on Jian Linyi who was on the other side of the door.

There is only a wooden door between the two, but it seems to be separated by a natural moat.

Facing this scene, old V squeezed his hand holding the camera till it turned white.

Jian Linyi couldn't see what was going on with Pei Song over there, so she could only guess based on the reactions of other people. How is the person.

She turned her head to look at old V, and after getting a positive look, she slowly pushed open the dark red wooden carved door.

What came into view was Pei Song, who was shrouded in azure white light, with his head down, unable to see clearly, and a mess all over the place.

The strong white light couldn't dilute the strong death energy on the person sitting on the ground.

Jian Linyi's heart trembled, and he said softly, "Pei Song."

Pei Song raised his head, and his pure black eyes reflected a woman who had never appeared in her world before, but gave her an extremely strong sense of familiarity.

"Who are you?" There was no emotion in the cold voice.

Jian Linyi met Pei Song's extremely cold and guarded eyes, her voice was hoarse, and she couldn't utter a word.

A trace of woody pheromones rippled out.

Pei Song instinctively releases the bitter mint-flavored pheromone to chase after and cover up the woody scent, and to protect the person who released the woody pheromone.

The mint-flavored pheromone swept across, completely suppressing Jian Linyi's taste, and covering the person in front of him arrogantly, while Pei Song's eyes were still cold, but a little more confused.

She seemed a little sad.

Pei Song looked at Jian Linyi, with only one thought in his mind.

Jian Linyi squatted down slightly, tentatively trying to touch Pei Song, but when her fingers just touched Pei Song's hand, she was slapped away.

It didn't use much strength, because Pei Song was exhausted, but it still made Jian Linyi feel pain in the back of his hand.

Pei Song raised his eyes and met Jian Linyi's red eyes, his heart seemed to be held tight, "Don't..."

don't cry...

Before he could finish speaking, the woman who made his mood fluctuate suddenly threw himself into his arms and bit Pei Song's side neck hard.

The pain stimulated the nerves, and Pei Song's hand that wanted to push the person away suddenly froze.

Familiar taste, familiar touch, she seems to be called Jian Linyi.

Pei Song's eyes shrank suddenly, and then he wrapped his arms around the person in his arms.

There was warmth and dampness around the neck, Pei Song raised his hand and pressed the back of Jian Linyi's head, just like before, once in a while, followed gently, "Don't cry..."