Black Lotus is in love with all the protagonists [Wearing the Book]

"Very good, Mr. Qi turned to look at Mrs. Wen, with a gentler look in his eyes, that's right, that's it, very good..."

The photographer held up the camera, commanded aloud, and framed a pair of well-matched figures not far away into the frame.

With the crisp shutter sound, the photo was frozen at the moment when Qi Si turned his head and looked up at Wen Yichen.

He obviously captured exactly the emotion the photographer wanted him to express, his eyes seemed to be soaked in honey jars, soft and sweet.

Because the distance was close enough, the hair of the two was messy and intertwined under the blowing of the sea breeze, and was dyed into a gradual light golden color by the large sunset behind them.

The outline becomes the boundary line between light and darkness, half of the face is immersed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the other half falls in the dark shadow, which has a broken and vivid beauty.

The overall tone of the picture is dark, but the atmosphere is warm.

Wen Yichen, who was behind him, tightly held the yellow ribbon on Qi Si's wrist with his fingertips, his eyes were downcast, unable to see his emotions clearly, but the warm smile on the corner of his mouth clearly showed his unspoken pampering.

The photographer was amazed in his heart, thinking that based on the self-taught CP feeling between these two people, this photo would definitely cause a sensation on the Internet if it was sent out.

He was immersed in the beautiful picture in front of him, and it is true that he did not notice the approach of the person behind him.

Ji Youting noticed the two people on the shore from a long distance away.

The exact same white shirt and jeans don't look like a good match.

Even though Wen Yichen had never been classified as a rival in love, seeing the intimate interaction between the two now, he began to feel inexplicably uncomfortable, so that he unconsciously quickened his pace, and he didn't even care about Cui Mingyang behind him .

"Brother Ting! Wait for me!" Panting slightly, Cui Mingyang called him anxiously.

The boredom that had been suppressed in my heart for a day all came to my heart at this moment, Ji Youting frowned, and continued walking forward without hearing anything.

The closer he got, the more unconcealable the grievance and resentment towards Qi Si in his heart.

This person clearly knew that he said his favorite color was blue in the last interview, but he deliberately chose a yellow ribbon, making it clear that he didn't want to be with him.

When he got closer, Ji Youting's face suddenly darkened when he saw Qi Si's eyes turning back to look at Wen Yichen.

Why, it's not enough to wear couple clothes, you have to flirt here, right?

And Wen Yichen...

Ji Youting squinted his eyes, noticing his vain hand resting on Qi Si's waist, and his gentle and affectionate eyes as if he was looking at his beloved, suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

Isn't it just to take a photo?Is it necessary to be so devoted to acting?

Those who didn't know thought they were taking wedding photos.

"Hey, Mr. Qi stands still and doesn't move. Mr. Wen can lower his head a little bit. Yes, take a sunset silhouette with the tip of the nose..." The photographer took two steps back with the camera on his shoulders while talking, and bumped into him unexpectedly. Ji Youting, who was stuck like a wooden stake behind him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The photographer turned his head, and then his eyes widened in surprise, "Ji... Teacher Ji?"

Ji Youting twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and stretched out his hand to cover his camera, his voice was a bit cold: "The program team asked you to do this?"

"What... what?" The photographer was stunned, but did not react.

Ji Youting leaned over with his pockets in his pockets, and lowered his voice a bit: "Take intimate photos to stir up CP?"

The photographer's face paled a little, and he tried to explain: "Mr. Ji was joking, for a better show effect, it should be normal to take a few photos together... right?"

"Is that so?" Ji Youting straightened up slightly, and when he raised his eyes, he met Qi Si's gaze.

His heart twitched inexplicably, he was slightly taken aback, and suddenly forgot what he wanted to say just now.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that something was wrong, Qi Si walked towards this side with Wen Yichen.

"It's okay..." the photographer glanced at Ji Youting, and subconsciously didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he murmured, "Teachers, let's take a rest first, and we can call it a day after the last group of photos is taken."

Hearing the words, Ji Youting just crossed his arms and snorted coldly, his downcast eyes locked on Qi Si, the ending sound rose slightly, and his dissatisfaction was palpable: "So many sets?"

Before Qi Si could speak, Wen Yichen who was behind him explained first: "This is the idea of ​​Brother Qi Si and I. We want to try to see the effect of the film under different lights."

Ji Youting glanced at him, but didn't speak, but the unhappiness in his heart became more and more intense.

By the way... why didn't you think Wen Yichen was such a hindrance before?

"Brother Ting," at this moment, Cui Mingyang, who was behind him, finally caught up panting, stretched out his hand and pulled Ji Youting's sleeve, and reminded, "The photographer is ready over there, let's go and take pictures."

Ji Youting frowned imperceptibly.

But this is work after all, and he doesn't want to show his face in front of so many people.

His eyes finally paused for a second on Qi Si's face, Ji Youting turned around and followed Cui Mingyang to another direction.

Compared with Qi Si and Wen Yichen, their group obviously paid more attention to the design of costumes.

Ji Youting wore a luxurious floral shirt inside, and a tailored white suit with fringe outside.

The high-end and exquisite design looks like a private server brought by him himself, rather than a "street stall" bought temporarily in the mall to make up for it.

Cui Mingyang obviously didn't have similar style of clothing, so he could only put on another private suit he brought, a plaid shirt with a dark denim vest.

Although the two of them each have their own sense of fashion, they always feel that there is an indescribable sense of disharmony when they stand together, as if they were forced into the same picture by someone.

In fact, Cui Mingyang had discussed with Ji Youting on the issue of "harmonious collocation", but Ji Youting said yes, and went to the mall with him, but in fact the whole process was careless, as if he didn't like anything, so that in the end Returning to the villa empty-handed, he didn't give the other party a chance to take advantage of it.

But of course the photographer didn't dare to raise objections to this, and ordered the two of them to pose a few poses casually.

Handsome is of course handsome, Ji Youting has that astonishingly handsome face propped up, even if he is wearing a rag sack, he won't necessarily look ugly.

It's just that there is always an indescribable sense of separation in the finished film, as if... whether Ji Youting took the photo alone or with others, there is no substantial difference between the two.

Cui Mingyang standing by will only be overshadowed by him, but redundant.

It's not that the photographer never thought of taking more intimate photos, after all, this is the KPI given by the program group before leaving.

He just followed the filming all the way, but he couldn't see the so-called cp feeling between the two of them. Although Ji Youting was not uncooperative, he kept a cold face the whole time, and his attitude was obviously perfunctory.

I don't know that it was the brave one who provoked the Buddha.

In the end, he showed the finished film to the two of them. Cui Mingyang showed a hesitant expression for a while, but Ji Youting was very satisfied. He nodded, and selected a few photos where the two of them were farthest apart and looked the most unfamiliar, and said lightly: "Let the program team post these photos later, it's quite atmospheric."

The photographer was speechless: "..."

May I ask what kind of atmosphere do these photos have?Is there an atmosphere that is not familiar with each other at all? !

The shooting time always passed quickly, and the night fell silently. The photographers in Qi Si's group brought a fairy stick from nowhere and handed it to Qi Si and Wen Yichen.

"Teachers, because the light is too dark at night, it is not conducive to shooting, and I will trouble you to take the last group of photos later with this fireworks."

Wen Yichen reached out to take the fairy stick, and smiled gently: "No problem."

Then, as if remembering something, he showed a slightly distressed expression: "However, we didn't bring a lighter when we went out..."

The photographer was taken aback, touched his trouser pocket, found that he didn't bring it, and was about to go a little farther to borrow it from the tourists on the shore, when he saw Qi Si raised his chin in the direction of Ji Youting and his group.

"Ji Youting should have it, go ask him to borrow it."

In view of Ji Youting's dismount just now, the photographer hesitated to step forward.

Qi Si didn't want to touch this bad luck at all.

"I'll go." In the end, Wen Yichen stood up, patted his pants and walked over.

Not long after, I don't know whether I borrowed it or not, I saw Ji Youting walking towards this side following Wen Yichen.

He didn't stop until he walked in front of Qi Si, holding the metal lighter in his palm and turning it around.

"Help?" He squinted his eyes, looking a little haughty in the dark.

Qi Si was not polite to him either, and passed the fairy stick in his hand forward, with a polite and lazy tone: "Trouble King Ji Da, please borrow a fire."

Ji Youting stared at him for a long time, then suddenly snorted lightly, not knowing whether he was laughing at Qi Si or himself.

Qi Si frowned, and just about to withdraw his hand, Ji Youting's cool palm grabbed his wrist.

"Don't move." His voice was deep, mixed with some inexplicable emotions.

As the distance drew closer, Qi Si soon smelled the faint smell of tobacco from Ji Youting's body.

A little smoky, but not unpleasant.

There was a soft "pop", and the fire suddenly burst out of the darkness, illuminating Ji Youting's chiseled face in the night.

It was only then that Qi Si realized that the distance between them was so close.

He subconsciously wanted to back away a little, but Ji Youting's hand went down his wrist and covered his hand holding the fairy wand.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a hint of warning in his voice: "Hold it steady, don't shake it."

Qi Si was speechless for a moment, and finally had no choice but to let him go.

The flame of the lighter quickly approached and stayed on the fairy wand for a few seconds.

With the sound of "Zi", bright sparks splashed in all directions, illuminating a small beach in the blink of an eye.

Qi Si was taken aback, and took a step back in panic, just bumping into Ji Youting's hard chest.

There was a chuckle in his ear, with a familiar sense of ridicule: "Tsk, what a coward."

作者有话要说：感谢在2022-05-0521：11：34～2022-05-0621：00：43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Did Qi He get off the plane?

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Can ginger cola? 10 bottles; 2 bottles of Huahua Keer Duck and Zian; 1 bottle of Ayn;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!